Jing asked Zhongqi, "What did I lied to you?"

Liao Guangcheng said: "When Wanyi married me, she was pregnant with your child. You would not know that the reason why she committed herself to me was not to make you reliable in the alliance so that you can achieve success."

Jing Wenzhong was shocked: "You are..." Halfway through his words, he suddenly froze and looked at Liao Gushi's face. The child's eyes are big and his nose is small. He looks very similar to himself. But...

Liao Gushi saw Jing Wenzhong's face and said in a daze: "Jing Wenzhong. You really didn't lie... You are always you... Xiaoyu and I. There is no way to be together. You don't know. You said those in the forest. Finally, I understand who is hurting me..."

Liao Guangcheng's face was grimly: "You really don't know about Jing Wenzhong and Wanyi."

Jing Wenzhong's eyes were straight and his expression was dazed. He no longer knew what he was thinking.

Liao Guangcheng raised his head and let out two "haha" short smiles without any joy. He said, "I discovered this fact and realized why Wanyi's face was always not laughing. The dignified Oriental Sword. Beside her pillow is her wife who loves others, and under her knees is her son who inherits other people's bloodlines. In this family, it turns out that I am the only one who is an outsider who is dispensable. Even if I practice until I am invincible in the world, I am respected by thousands of martial arts fellows. What's the point?"

He lowered his head and looked at Liao Gushi: "The 'Yingheng' sword was used in my early years. Its nature is strange and tricky. The user will inevitably be deviated from his temperament. I send you this demon sword. What I hope is to let you practice swords as soon as possible and become a demon. I will go crazy. I never teach you martial arts. I tell you that everything must be obtained from actual combat. Let you go out and fight with others. I thought you would die at someone's hands. But although you are occasionally damaged, you can come back alive every time. And martial arts

Better and better. It's really anger. I tell you that everything is wronged. It's not explained. A real man should "know that I am guilty of me. I laugh and scold me." You accept it all. I stole Zi'an's candied haws, took Aohan's doll, and led the matter to you. You really don't explain. Let yourself be wronged, hated, beaten, and scolded. You never say a word. But behind my back, I hide in a tree hole and cry secretly. Whenever I see this scene, I feel extremely happy."

When Zhu Jian heard that he was so vicious, he felt chill. Jiang Zi'an and Luo Aohan's girls were even more shocked. It turned out that the food and toys he threw when he was a child were stolen by the Oriental Sword. They were all blamed on Liao Gushi's head. Over the years, he suffered more than hundreds of grievances. For a moment, they all remembered the figure of Liao Gushi who was wrongly scolded. After Jiang Zi'an cried and cried, hugged Liao Gushi and kept calling: "Brother...Brother...I have always believed in you. I have always believed in you..."

"I know."

Liao Gushi looked at her and leaned out his hand weakly. His fingertips touched her slightly raised upper lips. He said, "Zi An. Your lips are so cute. I always want to touch them. But I'm very shy..."

While speaking, he smiled slightly.

This smile is so gentle, Mingyan. It's like pushing the window after the rain. The moment when the morning light shines among the wet green leaves.

However, as if he was tired, his smile slowly faded away and he slowly closed his eyes.

"elder brother……"

Jiang Zi'an grabbed his hand and placed it on his lips, kissed it, and called out loudly. Tears rolled down big. She kept blinking and blinking desperately, but she became increasingly unable to see the face that was constantly submerged.

Jiang Shiyou couldn't stand it and covered his mouth and nose with his hands.

For a time, the leader of the Zheng League, Luo Chengyuan, Tong Zhiyi, Chang Sihao, Luo Hulu, Wei Lingchuan, Chen Chuan, Yu Xuebing, Luo Aohan, Huo Tingyun, Chu Dongjin, and the wives of the swords in the sword hall, all the swords in the alliance. Everyone's eyes fell on Liao Gushi's face, and his face was cold and speechless.

However, Jing Wenzhong was always staring at Liao Guangcheng. There was a kind of resentment and grievance in his eyes that he wanted to pause his feet and beat his chest. He shook his head and half open his mouth. His tongue tried hard to reach the upper teeth. He made a slight "this" sound, as if he was trying hard to say something. However, his pupils were hollow and he stopped breathing.

Liao Guangcheng looked at the bodies of the two men, and his muscles were beating on his face. It was hard to tell whether it was pain or comfort.

After a long time, Tong Zhiyi murmured: "It seems that the "Sword Cultivation Hall Record" is also you..."

Liao Guangcheng said: "Do you know? Luo Chengkong often secretly passed on the secrets of studying in the Sword Cultivation Hall to his son and younger brothers. The martial arts of their brothers, uncles and nephews and the specious things spread throughout the alliance. Can't you see it?"

People's eyes looked at Luo Chengyuan and Luo Hulu.

Some of the martial arts in the records of the Sword Cultivation Hall are too pioneering and profound. They also have requirements for the skill of practitioners. Therefore, it is not well known. If some are drawn from it, the talents of the Luo brothers are slightly increased and reduced, and the appearance is changed. Others cannot distinguish them.

Liao Guangcheng didn't look at them. He continued to say to himself: "Maybe you realized it a long time ago. You just didn't know what you could not get in your life. Some people could easily take it away. As for various party disputes, there was no need to mention. The Hundred Swords Alliance was already in chaos. If this continues, you can only go further and further. Many seniors, Old Swordsman Xu and us, are reluctant to leave the cold and heat, and do not care about the spring and autumn. We study in the sword cultivation hall day and night. Everything is sincere. But how many people in the alliance treat the Sword family's ambitions as a shameful umbrella and a flag of the store. Their follow-up, obedience and support are just to gain a higher status in the alliance and to teach stronger martial arts. It is also this kind of selfish desire that gradually drags the Hundred Swords Alliance into the abyss of fame and fortune. It is difficult to arise."

He looked at the four giant words "Qing Guang Zhao Gan" on the wall with deep affection. He said with a sigh: "Today's alliance is no longer the past. All this has long violated the legacy of the old leader of the Wei League. Since things have come to this point, why not break the dream, break the deadlock and completely destroy the Hundred Swords Alliance."

Alliance Master Zheng was deeply blinded: "So everything is your plan."

Liao Guangcheng said: "Not all."

Everyone was stunned.

Liao Guangcheng said: "It should be said to be 'we'."

"What."

All the swords felt strange.

Liao Guangcheng said: "The Hundred Swords Alliance has come to this day. Many people think that its growth has added bricks and tiles. But who has never added any more to its collapse."

The swords were silent.

All organizations and gangs have privateness, and privateness has disadvantages. If they really do, it is impossible to be wholehearted. Just as the snowball rolls while accumulating pressure, it will roll to the foot of the mountain, lose its momentum, and there is no impact, but it will collapse in silence and crack from it.

Tong Zhi said: "No matter what else I want. I will ask you where the transcript of the Sword Cultivation Hall has gone."

Liao Guangcheng said: "Only by combining the inside and the outside, you can destroy the Hundred Swords Alliance. Of course, you can't rely on me alone." Luo Chengyuan suddenly reacted: "Did you say you gave the transcript..." Zhu Jian immediately thought of Cao Xiangfei's appearance in Baita Temple. His heart was chilled at the same time. He stared at Liao Guangcheng. But he hoped that this inference was not true. Liao Guangcheng said: "Yes. What did you guess? It's what. I'm too high in the alliance. If I don't present this transcript, how can I win the trust of others and put things on Liao Gushi. It's just for the sake of easy handling afterwards."

Zhu Jian understood: The so-called easy to deal with. First, Liao Gushi is too unique and will not explain it when he is wronged. Second, he is in the world. People will rush to kill him for the record. In this way, there will be no evidence to die. There will be no problem.

Tong Zhi pressed his hand on his chest, grabbed his clothes and wrinkled his clothes. He pointed his eyes tremblingly and said, "I have been crystallized in wisdom for more than a hundred years. I have been given to those evil thieves so lightly..."

"Evil thief. Haha." Liao Guangcheng said proudly: "It seems that you have really forgotten. Be open and honest. There is no difference in teaching. This is the legacy of the old swordsman of Wei. People have good intentions and have evil thoughts. Good and evil deeds come only at the moment. The good and evil of a person is not determined by his location or profession. If the people in Dongchang can focus on learning and practicing and achieve the clarity of the heart sword, they will naturally be able to understand the truth, be upright in their actions, govern the country safely, and benefit the people."

"Hahahaha." Luo Chengyuan laughed loudly: "I hope the East Factory will govern the country. I think you are crazy." He pointed his sword and shouted: "You rebel against the alliance. You can't escape today."

Liao Guangcheng's eyes were clear and he said lightly: "Life and death are nothing more than nothing. But your martial arts are learned from a partial study. It will definitely cause both body and mind to be discouraged. With such an air of being strong outside and doing it at the same time, I also want to kill me."

A word was frightened. Luo Chengyuan's eyes stood empty and looked around. The eldest brother Luo Chengkong was in his sister-in-law's arms and his face was as gray as earth. His martial arts were well-known in the alliance. It is recognized that it was only under the old swordsman Xu. Today he fell into the hands of Liao Guangcheng. Isn't that even more idle?

Liao Guangcheng smiled and said, "No need to see it. Their hearts were shattered by my palm. How could they be physical?"

Luo Chengyuan's muscles were beating uncontrollably. He knew that this person could kill Badajian and Old Swordsman Xu in a row. He could not resist this skill, no matter what he said.

However, Chang Sihao was quite dissatisfied with it. With his understanding of the human body, martial arts has its limits. If a person with equal strength fights, the victory or defeat is only between one opportunity and one move. Everyone is a master who settled in the sword cultivation hall. There is no way to win one by one. It is the truth that one will win without injury. Seeing that all the swords in the alliance are all afraid, it is obviously a mental inertia.

Liao Guangcheng continued to laugh and said, "You don't have to waste your efforts. After the imperial edict was announced in Baita Temple today, Cao Xiangfei's people did not really leave. They just wanted to ensure the smooth implementation of the follow-up plan. It was the leader of the Zheng League who smelled the danger and changed his mind to avoid the misfortune of being surrounded by the East Factory after fighting with the three factions on the spot. This made the alliance escape a disaster. However, the three factions returned to the siege at night, which indicated that the Ghost Fog and other people were successfully instigated again. The Hundred Swords Alliance had exhausted its energy. It still could not escape this fate. As soon as the cannon sounded, it was the death knives of its collapse. It destroyed the sword cultivation hall and completely broke the boundaries. The world of the East Factory is the new cornerstone of the Sword Family. Haha. Everyone. Today, you and I will be happy."

Zhu Jian looked at the tragic deaths of several Dajians. Seeing his crazy attitude, he was filled with sadness. However, he understood one thing even more: he dared to tell them together in such a way. He was unscrupulous. Most of the time he had the confidence to silence everyone in his heart.

The leader of the Alliance Zheng expressed his calm expression and said slowly: "People have different qualifications. There are speeds and slow learning martial arts. People have different ignorance and wisdom. The acceptance of the Jian family's vision is also different. There are teachings and sword tests to get talent. It can only be said that each has its pros and cons. Brother Guangcheng understands the truth that good and evil are only in one thought. How can he go to extremes in this matter? There are indeed many things that are not satisfactory in our alliance. Speaking of which, I also have a great responsibility for my alliance leader. However, if a problem arises, I should find a way to solve it. Abandon the alliance.

Ignore and complete destruction. Isn’t it a wise man to do it? The root cause is that your family is misfortune, hatred, and put all this anger on the sword alliance. The lonely stone is a child who has been innocent since childhood. But he has suffered all the pain of his soul by your side. These juniors present, like Chu Dan, Xue Bing and others, have seen you. They shouted "Uncle" and "Uncle". Now you have made them lose their father. Ask yourself. You really have no guilt."

Liao Guangcheng stood quietly. His eyes slowly swept across the bodies of several Great Swords and their wives, and his children swept across their faces.

Alliance Leader Zheng said: "The blood debt is owed. The big mistake has been made. Brother Guangcheng is a great sword. He should respect himself as his identity. Where can he go? Please punish him."

The intention was self-evident. Everyone's heart flashed through the scene where Cao Zhengwu broke his heart just now.

Liao Guangcheng raised his sword and looked at Leng Sensen's three-foot Qingfeng. He laughed: "Ten years later, the people of the Jian family will be redeemed and the world will be ruled. You will know that I am not wrong." His eyes swept to the faces of the swords one by one, and the voice turned cold: "You guys are short-sighted, confused, and are in the alliance to manage daily affairs and have no time to comprehend the ultimate truth. Compared to me, I was studying day and night in the sword cultivation hall. The difference is more than ten thousand miles. Just you, you also want to force Liao to commit suicide by slashing his sword."
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