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Seeing this scene, Ning Yongnian trembled violently.
The last straw fell into the bottom of the lake, and he knew that he would not survive.
Then, resistance also loses its meaning.
"Pfft!"
A long knife pierced his left arm, and blood burst.
Then right arm, left leg, right leg...
The moment Ning Yongnian gave up his resistance, more than ten long knives mercilessly pierced through all parts of his body, but only avoided the vital points.
Seeing this, Wei Zhaohai's figure flickered, and the next second he came to the man with his eyes closed.
Without any hesitation, he stepped off immediately.
"boom!!"
The tattered dragon robe smashed into the soil, raising a cloud of smoke and dust.
The sand turns like waves, and the wind sounds like thunder.
It was snowing heavily, and when the snowflakes fell on Ning Yongnian's body, they turned into blood, mixed with dust and dyed the ground red.
......
Suddenly, the sounds of fighting around stopped, and the world returned to silence.
The emperor who once stood above ten thousand people and had the ambition to unify the world, is now being trampled under his feet... Looking at this scene, Wei Changtian's mood was unspeakably complicated.
He walked slowly to Ning Yongnian, looked up at the roaring and churning Huanglong in the night sky, and then looked down at the latter's white hair at the temples.
The enemy who has been fighting for so long is finally coming to a fateful end, Wei Changtian suddenly doesn't know what to say.
Is Ning Yongnian hateful?
In order to destroy the 50 elites of Dafeng, he did not hesitate to take the lives of more than two million innocent people to be buried with him, which is naturally hateful.
Is Ning Yongnian pitiful?
He used to own Daning in its heyday, but after all the tricks were exhausted, he lost everything instead, which is naturally pitiful.
Is Ning Yongnian sad?
For the sake of the so-called Jiangshan Sheji, he gave up everything he could give up, even the bottom line of being a human emperor, which is naturally sad.
Hateful, pitiful, pathetic.
These are all true, but if you put them aside, Ning Yongnian must have had the vision of "bringing peace to the world" like Ning Yuke...
Everyone around, who had stopped fighting, knew that nothing could be changed.
They stood there with different expressions, their eyes all focused on Wei Changtian.
But the latter just silently looked at Ning Yongnian who was limp on the ground like a puddle of mud.
There is no beginning, and there is no end.
In "The Great Peak of Martial Arts", his head was chopped off by Xiao Feng with a sword on the court.
Now, he was about to be stabbed in the heart by himself outside Lingbo Pavilion.
Although I don't know the ending of Li Ning Yongnian that Xu Suisui has seen, it must not have a good ending.
Therefore, Ning Yongnian's death seems to be destined, the difference is only that it will be sooner or later.
As for how to evaluate the life of the emperor...
Maybe it's that sentence——
Fame and fame are half paper, wind and snow thousands of mountains......
"Chang Tian, it's all here."
Suddenly, Wei Zhaohai, who had been groping around Ning Yongnian for a long time, stood up and handed three small objects into Wei Changtian's hands.
A small arrowhead was exactly the same as the one found from Wu Ding's body.
A small piece of iron with intricate inscriptions engraved on it.
There is also a piece of Qingjue jade pendant that is all too familiar.
For the three life-saving props, if Wei Changtian hadn't arranged them like this tonight, but only wanted to solve the problem with the magic strike, then there was a high probability of failure.
But now there will be no more surprises.
"Cang!"
The leaking shadow came out of its sheath and slowly stopped above Ning Yongnian's heart.
Wei Changtian was about to drop his saber, but suddenly there was an intermittent and extremely weak sound from under his feet.
"There is a tree on the north wall of the imperial palace, cough, old locust tree..."
"There is a private treasury under the tree, and the key of the treasury is behind the plaque and plaque of the Hall of Supreme Harmony..."
"..."
The tip of the knife stopped suddenly, and Wei Changtian's eyes widened slightly.
It's not that he never thought that Ning Yongnian would say something before he died, but he never thought that what he said was these.
Obviously, there must be a lot of good things in this private treasury, and only Ning Yongnian knows about it.
And the latter said it at this time...
"Also, and..."
Under his feet, Ning Yongnian opened his mouth wide open with difficulty, the mouth was full of blood.
His left hand moved little by little, firmly grasping the corner of Wei Changtian's clothes, his eyes widened.
"After I die, the generals and soldiers will not slaughter the city..."
"I, I just want to threaten you with this power..."
"Tell Li, Li Huaizhong, let, let him assist Wenjun..."
"No, don't bury me in the imperial tomb, I, I have no face to meet the ancestors of the Ning family..."
"F-finally, Wei, Mr. Wei, I want to ask you something..."
"..."
The emotions in his heart became more and more complicated. Although Wei Changtian didn't answer, he slowly bent down and put his ear to Ning Yongnian's mouth.
Then, he heard the latter's last words in his life in the snowstorm.
"please......"
"One, we must keep Daning..."
"..."
Standing still, Wei Changtian was silent for a long time, and finally said "OK" softly when the leaky shadow fell.
This answer was blown far away by the wind, but Ning Yongnian could no longer hear it.
that's it.
On November [-]th of the first year of Taichu, Ning Yongnian, the emperor of Daning, was buried in Lingbo Pavilion outside Huailing City.
Chapter 573 The waves wash away the heroes
【Ding! 】
[Detected that the host killed the Son of Heaven "Ning Yongnian"]
[The host has plundered all its luck, reward system points 700]
[It is detected that the host is not related to the "Day of Heaven" in this world, and cannot enjoy the luck bonus. Now the luck of the "Yellow Dragon" is distributed in the form of special magical powers]
[Congratulations to the host, who has mastered the special supernatural power "Lock Dragon"]
【Locking Dragon: Special supernatural powers, which can create a luck barrier to restrict the actions of warriors below the third-rank realm. Its effect and scope of action depend on the realm of the user. 】
"..."
When the system prompt sounded in his mind, Wei Changtian's expression did not change at all.
He just stood silently in the wind and snow, letting the snowflakes fall on him.
The blood slid from the blade of Leaking Shadow, dripped along the tip of the blade to the feet, and finally soaked into the ground.
Looking at the small cloud of black mist attached to the eyebrows of the corpse, Wei Changtian knew that there was a high probability that it was Ning Yongnian's soul.
Ever since he got the "Soul Devourer", he could see it between the eyebrows of the deceased.
And as long as Wei Changtian chooses to absorb this cloud of black mist now, his cultivation base will probably increase a lot.
After all, this is the soul of a second-rank master.
but......
Soul Eater was not launched, nor did he take any action.
Wei Changtian just stood there motionless, watching the black mist leave the brows little by little, and then hover half a foot above the corpse.
Obviously, no one else could see such a scene except him.
And Wei Changtian also knew that this wisp of dead soul was not the same thing as the remnant soul in Xuantian Sword.
The latter has intelligence and memory.
But the former has nothing, just a ray of spirit entrusting part of the deceased's cultivation.
It's like the demon spirit pill left behind after the death of a monster.
Thinking about it this way, even if Wei Changtian absorbed Ning Yongnian's dead soul, it wouldn't be a big deal, at least it wouldn't be considered "cannibalism".
But even so, he still didn't want to do it.
The reason, perhaps, is just to give the emperor the last respect...
Cangshan bears snow, and the sky is brightly south.
Ning Yongnian's shoulders were filled with the turmoil of the past and the devastation of today, the contrast was as sharp as blood in the snow.
"call!"
The small cloud of black mist swirled suddenly, first circled around the bloody corpse, and then flew high into the air.
Suddenly, it paused like nostalgia, just like a traveler looking back at his homeland, looking back at the mountains and rivers.
The snow that had drifted all night stopped abruptly at this moment, and the night sky became clear in an instant.
"..."
"I may still be in power for 50 years! In these 50 years, I will lead my Daning soldiers to sweep the Liuhe and annex the eight wildernesses!"
"Yu'er, I wonder if you still recognize me as my father?"
"My folks in Yuanzhou City, I'm sorry for you."
"Old Li, where do you think I went wrong?"
"Young Master Wei, please, please save Daning..."
"..."
A small cloud of black mist swayed several times, staying in the night sky for a long, long time.
But as if there was an invisible force pulling it, it still climbed higher and higher under Wei Changtian's gaze.
In the end, it was no longer able to resist that force, so it flew towards the bright moon erratically...
the river is long and tempestuous, it was like a hero.
Success or failure turned empty.
Aoyama is still there, How Many Suns.
The white-haired fisherman Qiao Jiangzhu used to watch autumn and spring.
A jug of muddy wine meets together.