Corpse Puppet probably didn't expect that Jiang Cheng had discovered him along the way and deliberately hung him up.
Lu Qingye gritted his teeth and felt even more angry when he looked at the zombie who could only grin at Jiang Cheng.
Jiang Cheng's eyes fell on her. It was normal that she was not strong enough to escape.
But she had already put the opportunity in front of the corpse puppet, and he still followed her like this. All she could say was that even if he was killed by Jiang Cheng, he would not be unjust!
Jiang Cheng was very satisfied to see Lu Qingye looking like this.
The angrier and more unwilling he is, the rarer he becomes!
"How's it going? How does it feel to be full of joy, but in the end it's all in vain?"
As he spoke, he looked at the scrapped spiritual boat not far away, with a cold look in his eyes.
"Did you meet other monks along the way? They didn't feel any pity when they saw you like this? The monks who can give you what you need to stay in the sea must have already guessed your identity in their hearts. Are you confused? Aren't you a genius disciple of the Taoist sect? Don't your Taoist sect claim to be responsible for saving the common people? How come those weak ants are the common people, and when they come to you, they are just chess pieces that can be discarded? Didn't you do it last time? Did you save people? Look, you tried your best to save them, but they didn’t want to save you at all!"
Jiang Cheng's hand pinching Lu Qingye's neck was filled with a wisp of black energy, and the black energy quietly penetrated into Lu Qingye's eyes.
"Are you unwilling? Do you think these people are hypocritical! If they have you in their hearts, they will naturally share the same hatred with you, just like you did last time, even if they sacrifice themselves! But in the end, they are afraid, they I don’t dare to be like you and your brothers and sisters who sacrificed their lives, Lu Qingye, I feel so worthless for you!”
Anger, unwillingness, fear, despair, resentment and other negative emotions are infinitely amplified little by little with the black energy.
After being caught again, the corpse puppet felt the increasingly rich aura on Lu Qingye's body, and the aura in his very strange eyes was gradually replaced by madness, and his consciousness disappeared little by little.
"Think about what you are trying so hard to protect? Think about your brothers and sisters who sacrificed their lives. Don't they have any close relationship with you? Don't they have relatives and friends? And yours is seriously injured. The dying teacher. What a pity. He is so old. He has obviously reached the age where he should be carefree and carefree. His talent is obviously not as good as other geniuses. He has finally reached the late stage of Nascent Soul. But for the sake of those who can't even stand up. A monk who has no courage is just useless!"
"How uncomfortable it must be for him! A life worse than death! You are trying your best to protect others, are they grateful to you? Even if you are grateful for a moment, how long can they remember you? When encountering conflicts with their interests, they can still remember you Is it the previous kindness? If your uncle needs them to help and strain their muscles and bones, will they be willing? Will they still say that people are like this, so why bother struggling and wasting more resources? Although we are also very grateful to our seniors, isn't it their duty to save us? Is it blackmail to repay a favor?"
"You, Uncle Nine Confucians, a well-known and prestigious Nascent Soul Lord, are all like this, and you? A young monk who has just entered the circle of geniuses in the world of immortality, will they care? There are so many geniuses in the world of immortality, living Only those who reach the end are called geniuses!”
Jiang Chengcheng was destroying Lu Qingye's Taoist heart bit by bit!
