"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!"
From the western sky, Jiang Wuya's heart-rending laughter could be heard.
He was laughing at Yan Shouyi's overestimation of his own capabilities, at the Xuanmen people who used their mantises as chariots, and at everyone who had made so many preparations but was still being manipulated by him.
"This King has long been integrated with the Divine Peach Tree. What you all worked so hard to kill was just a clone of me!"
Jiang Wuya laughed wildly: "What a bunch of pitiful and ignorant ants. Do you really think that this king, who has been preparing for thousands of years, will be stopped by you ants?!"
The crazier Jiang Wuya laughed, the more uncomfortable everyone felt.
Seeing Jiang Wuya's powerful appearance at this time, it is inevitable for everyone to doubt themselves: Are the sacrifices we have made worth it?
So many people died, but only one clone was killed. Jiang Wuya's true body was not affected at all...
If Jiang Wuya's true body was to be killed, how many people would have to die?
Even if we all die... we may not be able to kill him, right?
What everyone is afraid of is not sacrifice, but meaningless sacrifice.
"how so……"
Luo Ning shed tears uncontrollably. She had seen too many people die in front of her.
But Jiang Wuya is still alive and unscathed.
"Can we really defeat him?" Wang Jichang couldn't help but look at Yan Shouyi. He, who had always trusted Yan Shouyi, also had a trace of doubt.
Everyone's mood was as low as ever, and some people were even planning to give up resistance.
Yan Shouyi saw all this.
His hand holding the Zanpakutō did not loosen.
The evil spirit formed wings behind Yan Shouyi, carrying him slowly into the sky. At the same time, the black cloud transformed by Jiang Wuya also floated over the West Lake.
"Yan Shouyi, how are you feeling now?" Jiang Wuya mocked, "I especially want to know how you feel when you have made so many efforts and found out in the end that it was all in vain."
Yan Shouyi said calmly: "I don't regret it."
"You don't regret it, but what about them?" Jiang Wuya looked at the group of desperate people below and said, "If they had surrendered to me, they would not have ended up dead. All this is your fault, Yan Shouichi.”
If it weren't for you, you would have to resist this king.
If it weren't for you bringing everyone together.
If you hadn't kept saying there must be hope.
They don't have to die at all.
Jiang Wuya is good at playing with people's hearts, so now that he has the upper hand, he wants to break through Yan Shouyi's psychological defense.
If this young man who had always been against him and even turned into an old enemy in the end collapsed and failed, it would bring Jiang Wuya an incomparable sense of joy.
However, Jiang Wuya's plan failed.
Yan Shouyi remained unmoved and just stared at Jiang Wuya coldly: "You will die today."
"snort!"
Jiang Wuya suppressed his smile, and there was undisguised murderous intent in his eyes: "I want to see how you, who are at the end of your rope, are still capable of killing me!"
"Just wait."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Shou took half a step back.
In an instant, the entire Minjiao stronghold was wrapped in a huge formation!
Jiang Wuya was startled at first, then sneered: "Is this the big formation set up by Yan Qiu? It is quite powerful, but how many attacks can it withstand from me?"
When Yan Qiu designed the Minjiao stronghold, he laid out several formations in advance.
Today's defensive formation is also one of Yan Qiu's masterpieces.
Jiang Wuya began to attack the formation frantically, and every attack shook the ground. Fortunately, the formation was strong, and even Jiang Wuya needed a few minutes to break it.
Yan Shou returned to the ground expressionlessly.
The rest of the people gathered around with concern on their faces: "President Yan, what should we do next?"
Jiang Wuya is so powerful. If there is no way to defeat him, should everyone give up the struggle?
We can keep the green hills without worrying about having no firewood, maybe we can give in temporarily and find an opportunity to kill Jiang Wuya later?
Yan Shou glanced at everyone and found that there was one thing missing in everyone's eyes - hope.
Because there is no hope in sight, everyone's fighting spirit has been extinguished. As the saying goes, one vigorous effort will be exhausted again and again. At this time, Yan Shou repeatedly asked everyone to raise weapons and resist, and I am afraid that most people will simply choose to give up.
When everyone was talking about it.
From behind the civilian education center, a crisp baby cry suddenly came from behind!
Immediately afterwards, Tao Huaying flew out in a hurry and shouted at Yan Shouyi: "Master! The child is born!!"
In the direction of the lotus pond, the splendor falling from the sky heralds the birth of new life.
Yan Shouyi took a deep breath and said to everyone:
"I'm going to take a look at the child...three minutes. In three minutes, I will give you the answer."
It is already a life and death moment. If everyone chooses to give up in the end, most people have the possibility of survival.
But Jiang Wuya will definitely kill Yan Shouyi.
So from this perspective, the few minutes when Jiang Wuya broke the formation may be the last few minutes of Yan Shouyi's life.
In these last few minutes, let him take a look at his child.
Everyone silently moved out of the way, and Yan Shou ran to the rear in a hurry.
…
Behind the folk religion stronghold.
Yan Qiu sat in a wheelchair and stood guard outside the yard. He was in an extremely irritable mood.
In the delivery room is the daughter-in-law who has just given birth, and in front of her is her biological son who is fighting a life-or-death battle.
Lin Ruofu was pacing back and forth outside. If he wasn't worried about affecting Lin Zitong, who had just given birth, he would have rushed directly into the delivery room.
Soon, Yan Shouyi came back.
He quickly walked into the courtyard and without having time to greet Yan Qiu and Lin Ruofu, he went directly to the outside of the delivery room.
The child's cry became clearer and clearer, but Yan Shouyi's steps stopped.
He stood outside the door with extremely complicated emotions. After hesitating for a moment, he leaned sideways through the crack in the door and glanced at the scene inside the house.
Inside the room, Lin Zitong was lying on the bed, her face pale and her forehead covered with large beads of sweat.
Beside her, in the warm swaddling clothes, her brother Yan Niantong and her sister Lin Siyi were lying together. It seemed that they felt their father's arrival. The two children stopped crying and tried to look sideways in the direction of Yan Shouyi.
The two little hands struggled to grasp each other.
"my child……"
For a moment, Yan Shouyi's eyes were red.
This was his first and last look at the child.
"Goodbye, stinky girl, the world will be a better place without me. Everything I do is for you and the children."
He gritted his teeth and did not step into the delivery room after all, or even say a word to Lin Zitong.
Turning around and meeting Yan Chou's gaze, Yan Shou fell to his knees with a plop and kowtowed to Yan Chou three times!
Yan Chou seemed to know what Yan Shouyi was going to do. He pursed his lips, stretched out his hand to Yan Shouyi, and touched his head.
it is more than words.
"Dad, the baby is gone." Yan Shouyi stood up, his back extremely firm.
Yan Qiu covered his face with his hands, unable to bear to watch Yan Shouyi's leaving figure, but tears fell from his cheeks.
The thing he regrets most in his life is that he left all missions to his children, so that now he has to watch his children go to hell with his own eyes, but he can only watch from a wheelchair like a waste.
