The wind pierces the face.
At such a high speed, without the protection of Dao Yuan, it is almost equivalent to being tortured.
Amidst the biting wind, Lin Zhengren felt tremendous pain on the physical level.
The back of his neck was pinched, humiliatingly like a dog. The limbs were stiff and drooping, just hanging in the air...
He had no time to think about his appearance.
Because all his thinking must be used on the most important issue——
How to survive?
At the meeting of the Yellow River, the genius who represented the country was attacked by a vampire and retreated without fighting. I got a spot in the main competition, but I didn’t even get on the stage.
Zhuang Guo is almost the laughingstock of the world.
In order to reach the river viewing platform, Zhuang Guo has worked hard for several generations.
It may take more time to wash away the shame of this time.
As a native of Zhuang, although Lin Zhengren did not feel the same shame, he forced himself to feel that shame. Only by knowing the extremes of national humiliation could he understand Du Ruhui's anger more deeply. Only by deeply understanding Du Ruhui's anger can he find his own vitality.
So he closed his eyes against the wind and shed tears. The proud genius of a country can usually look down on his peers. This moment was extremely embarrassing and humiliating.
Du Ruhui, who was the best at selling favors, didn't give him any respect, of course because he had completely rejected him.
At this moment, he allowed himself to feel his emotions, and he was so sad that he couldn't stop crying.
He himself couldn't tell whether the huge sense of shame filling his heart was because he was being carried by the back of the neck like a puppy, or whether it was because of the national humiliation!
On the back of his neck, he could clearly feel the wrinkles on that hand, and especially the firm will conveyed by that hand.
Du Ruhui has murderous intentions.
He did not regret the first choice to vomit blood and give up the game, because Jiang Wang, who swept the entire field, was the best in the world. If he suddenly kills someone before he has tried his best, even a strong True Lord like Yu Yu will most likely be negligent.
Among the eight games in the main match, the one between him and Jiang Wang was definitely not the one that received the most attention, and Zhenjun Yu Yu might not pay much attention to it. And with Jiang Wang's soul fighting power that defeated Xiang Bei, it was enough to kill him several times at the soul level in an instant.
Too risky.
Even if the person who presides over the Yellow River Meeting is a Yan Dao strongman like Yu Yu... it would be too risky.
Isn’t Dongguo Leopard dead too?
Although Chu Ming is not dead, how much better is he? The puppets need to be re-created, the strange beasts need to be found and raised again... How much practice time will this take? Almost useless!
Being on stage was a gamble with his life, and he wasn't willing to gamble.
In fact, he thought clearly.
After Zhu Weiwo left, he was the most talented person in the entire Zhuang Kingdom.
He Badao and Duan Li were both destroyed in front of Suolong Pass, and the rest of the outer monks were mediocre. There was no second person in Zhuang State who could hope for the coming of God.
After Du Ruhui, there was no successor.
Lin Zhengren is undoubtedly the most promising.
The genius who can reach the main competition of the Yellow River Tournament certainly has the possibility of achieving the arrival of the gods.
He is of certain importance to Zhuang Guo. This can be seen from Du Ruhui's good attitude towards him.
This is where he relies. And he believed that by destroying vampires and giving up the game, he made a huge sacrifice to help the country save its face. Prime Minister Du should be able to see this painstaking effort.
Just judging from the current situation. He seems to have overestimated his own importance and underestimated the significance of the Yellow River Meeting...
As for the previous point.
Do Zhuang Gaoxian and Du Ruhui have other choices?
Who?
That Fu Baosong whose face he stepped on in public?
That Li Jianqiu who he easily defeated?
Or is it Du Yehu, a reckless man in the army who only knows how to risk his life?
From the latter point of view, Emperor Jing's subsequent remarks were a scene he had never expected.
The problem suddenly became many times more serious!
Emperor Jing's opening meant that the distribution of benefits belonging to Zhuang State at this Yellow River Summit had been wiped out. And the shame he caused to Zhuang Guo needs to be re-examined.
I spent the past two days waiting for the results on the river viewing platform, and every breath was painful.
Because he understood that after the Yellow River Meeting was over, it was time for Zhuang Ting to settle accounts with him.
Zhuang Gaoxian was not a reluctant monarch. On the contrary, he was very generous and willing to reward meritorious ministers no matter what. But one thing is that this Zhuang Jun's favor or "investment" must be rewarded.
The country sent him to Guanhe Terrace, and the Prime Minister personally escorted him and gave him personal guidance. He did not hesitate to have quarrels with the first vassal state like Sheng Guo, but also supported him in defeating Jiang Limeng...
All for the honor of the river viewing platform and the interests related to the Yellow River Meeting.
In the end, all they gained was humiliation and loss.
It also left a bad impression on Emperor Jing. The person who presided over the meeting, Zhenjun Yu Yi, who was born in Yujing Mountain, inevitably had a bad feeling towards him...
This time it was served to the table and I lost all my money!
After much deliberation, as a betting chip, he had no hope of living.
Of course he thought about running away, but he knew there was no chance of running away.
He had been resigned to his fate these past two days.
He cried bitterly, admitting that he was greedy for life and afraid of death, and that he could not restrain his fear after knowing that his opponent was Jiang Wang. He suffered and blamed himself, expressing his willingness to accept all punishments, and at the same time, he hoped to be able to use his life as a useful person to atone for his sins...
But Du Ruhui never expressed his position.
This unspoken attitude shocked him.
Now that the meeting of the Yellow River has just ended, Du Ruhui directly carried him back to the Zhuang Kingdom, like carrying a meat dog to be slaughtered, heading to the slaughterhouse, not even willing to do any superficial tricks in front of others - or rather , showing Zhuang Guo's contempt for cowards like him, is already Du Ruhui's superficial skill.
what to do?
He has no ability to influence the interests of the Yellow River. Apart from a grand gathering like the Yellow River Meeting, the strength of the young geniuses is still too weak compared to the situation in the world.
And its own value...
Although he thinks that his value is extremely high, far exceeding that of Fu Baosong and Li Jianqiu.
But I am afraid that in the eyes of Zhuang Gaoxian and Du Ruhui, Lin Zhengren who died on the river viewing platform can embody more value than Lin Zhengren who survived.
The truth about Maplewood City was what he deduced and hinted to Zhu Weiwo. How could he not know how the monarch and his ministers would consider it!
These two people would only compare him who died in battle with him who was still alive, so he is now the number one among the younger generation in Zhuang Country, and now he is being strangled by the back of his neck like a puppy!
what to do!
Lin Zhengren tried hard to gather all his strength, and spoke with difficulty in the biting wind: "Zhengren knows that he will never be able to redeem himself for this crime. Fortunately, everyone in the unlimited field has abandoned the game, and our Zhuang country is not conspicuous..."
The wind continued to howl.
Du Ruhui was obviously indifferent to his "reminder".
The nature of his abandonment is completely different from those people. Of course he knows it.
But I still have to speak up and struggle for myself.
The road was made little by little. Even if there is a slight chance, he will not let it go.
After enduring the biting wind knife for a while, Lin Zhengren said again: "I really hate that I am incompetent and can't stop me. That rebellious minister and traitor named Jiang Wang actually got the title of Kuei. He hates the country for being like this. With such talent, Having such an honorable leader and being in a powerful state has become a serious problem for our Zhuang country!"
Yunjing quickly retreated, but the wind knife remained the same.
Lin Zhengren asked with difficulty: "Have you ever thought about... how to deal with him?"
In the biting wind, Du Ruhui's voice finally sounded: "You don't need to worry about this anymore."
Lin Zhengren breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but his face was even more painful: "Yes... I am already the one who deserves to die. It doesn't matter whether I worry or not. It's just... cough, cough, cough!"
He took a few breaths of air, coughed violently for a while, and then continued: "If you decide to deal with him, I am a very useful tool. My entire family died in his hands, and we have a blood feud. I am his The stain, my very existence, is evidence of his evil deeds.”
Du Ruhui stopped suddenly, still holding the back of Lin Zhengren's neck with one hand, lifting him halfway up, and looking down at him.
Du Ruhui, who was accustomed to being kind to others, could only see a bit of the majesty of a country's prime minister in such a state.
He looked at Lin Zhengren with a deep look: "I am actually very suspicious now. Is your whole Lin family... really killed by Jiang Wang?"
The distrust and disgust in these words were so obvious, but Lin Zhengren's heart dropped.
Only if he really wanted to take advantage of this matter would Du Ruhui need to consider its authenticity.
So he... found his value to others!
Lin Zhengren tried hard to control his painful expression, making himself more humble and submissive: "Wangjiang City is the Wangjiang City of Zhuang State. This matter can be as true as you want it to be. I am willing to cooperate in any way."
There was no response.
The wind roared past, and a thin cloud made a lonely whirl in the sky.
