Seeing the newcor, Wen Chenzi's lips trembled for a mont, finally resting his gaze on Tan Wenbin.
That night in Nantong, it was this person who ca out to stop him from taking the child away and even cast a spell on him.
In the panic at that ti, he had even wounded the other party. Thinking back now, it was likely intentional by the other party.
"Fly away, fly away, fly away!!!"
Ling Fengzi ran down the steps towards Li Zhiyuan and the others, running circles around them like a madman.
Li Zhiyuan: "No sll of excrent on him, even after going mad, he still knows cleanliness."
Ling Fengzi's running posture stiffened for a mont.
Tan Wenbin: "Indeed, throughout history there are many cases of pretending to be mad, even if one is a prince, they at least live in a pigsty, your act is quite perfunctory."
"Fly away... fly away..."
Ling Fengzi's shouting grew weaker and weaker.
Yin ng pointed at Ling Fengzi: "Then why doesn't he run away, but stays here instead?"
Tan Wenbin: "Terrified to death by the scene that day, but reluctant to leave his possessions and foundation here, knowing we would co for final handling, so he thinks feigning madness and stupidity would make us think it futile and leave this place behind."
Ling Fengzi continued to stagger forward, his mouth now silent.
He truly had such thoughts, but he hadn't anticipated that his performance would be utterly aningless.
"Thud!"
Ling Fengzi simply knelt down, his face no longer having a mad expression, and earnestly said:
"I was blind and arrogant, and now that the Seven Stars Temple is in such dire straits, I should atone with my death. But I beg you to spare a seed of inheritance for our temple!"
Li Zhiyuan: "Are you willing to die?"
Ling Fengzi nodded vigorously: "I have committed a capital offense, further causing the temple such disaster, I must die to atone, only hoping to preserve the fire of inheritance."
Li Zhiyuan: "Alright, I promise you."
Ling Fengzi felt a surge of joy in his heart.
However, the next mont, the youth pointed to Wen Chenzi, who was sitting behind: "You will be the spark I leave for this temple. Co, kill this temple master, and I will spare your life."
Ling Fengzi was thunderstruck.
Wen Chenzi shakily stood up, walked down the steps, picked up a sword that had been left behind, and drew the blade.
"Are you... serious?"
Li Zhiyuan: "Serious, it's your temple master's request, and I've agreed."
"Then what about... the spell on ..."
Tan Wenbin: "I'll help you lift it."
Wen Chenzi held the sword, walked behind Ling Fengzi, raised it, and said: "Master brother of the temple, rest assured, I will definitely continue the legacy of the Seven Stars Temple, at least... the sacrifices won't extinguish."
Having said that, he thrust the long sword.
At this mont, a hand clamped onto the sword's edge, twisting the sword into Wen Chenzi's body.
Wen Chenzi looked down in horror, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.
"You..."
Ling Fengzi: "It was you, this useless fool, who did such a thing, bringing the Seven Stars Temple to this state, you deserve to die!"
The palm continued applying force, the blade pierced deeper, Wen Chenzi's body shuddered, and he died.
Ling Fengzi retracted his hand, and Wen Chenzi's body fell to the ground.
"Before dying, I have a request..."
Ling Fengzi wiped the blood on his hand on the Daoist robe as he stood up.
As he stood up, the array shrouding the entire temple began twisting and churning, cyan flas leaping out from every building within the temple.
Ling Fengzi already understood he couldn't survive, and this temple couldn't be preserved.
He might as well finish things off himself, ending the history of the Seven Stars Temple.
Ling Fengzi: "I want to know, who exactly are you?"
Li Zhiyuan didn't answer him, instead his eyes settled on the stiff part of Ling Fengzi's sleeve which seed to hide sothing inside.
If he carried it even while feigning madness and stupidity, it must be extrely important, at least significant to him at this mont.
Seeing no reply, Lin Fengzi took a deep breath, opened his palm, continued manipulating the array, and said:
"If you can tell , I will thoroughly burn this place, saving you... trouble."
Tan Wenbin looked at Li Zhiyuan, and Li Zhiyuan nodded, mainly for simplicity.
Seeing Brother Xiao Yuan agree, Tan Wenbin, sitting in the wheelchair, spoke in a voice inevitably sharp in his current physical state:
"Listen well, the person standing in front of you is the sole heir of the contemporary Qin and Liu Families."
As for the na, it was left unsaid.
"The Qin and Liu Families..."
Ling Fengzi began pondering the powers in Jianghu, his line of thinking starting quite high, yet unable to find a match, he had to think higher and higher, ultimately recalling the legendary union of the two families turning into one.
"The Dragon King family?"
Tan Wenbin: "Yes."
Ling Fengzi: "Hahaha!"
At this mont, Ling Fengzi was entirely transford into Lin Fengzi.
He recalled that day of sudden upheaval in the temple, recalled Wen Chenzi returning alive claiming to have seriously wounded the foe, recalled his dialog with the youth when trying to break the spell.
He had boldly declared he would annihilate the Dragon King family's entire lineage.
At this point, all the resentnt and indignation, all the fear and panic, vanished completely into thin air.
Having offended the Dragon King family and faced the destruction of lineage, it was only right!
At this point, his laughter ca from the heart.
Tan Wenbin: "Can you die now?"
Ling Fengzi: "I can."
Saying this, Ling Fengzi began tidying his disheveled hair and wrinkled Daoist robe, seemingly still dissatisfied, he pointed to a nearby small pond and said:
"May I cleanse my face with water, because I want to..."
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