Chapter 60 Heavy Snow and Dark Surging
After the huge thunder that fell on nine days, the goose-like heavy snow fell one after another.
The whole world has been added to this snowflake with a few sad beauty and coolness.
The blood in the blood pool is still slowly rising, and large white snowflakes fall into the scarlet and quickly melt. Like white flowers going to hell, the snowflakes have melted, and the heat of blood is slowly consumed.
The fire looked at the pool of blood silently in the abyss, with a complicated look. Then he quickly walked into the room and stopped talking.
And the Sun Sword Star Moon Sword Star Sword Star Those people of the fire clan also kill chickens and monkeys as an example. The originally sad civilians slowly retreated and stopped talking after experiencing the blood.
The world seems to be peaceful. No one shouts injustice and no one shouts.
Then on December 27, 998, all the people who were serving the five families stopped their jobs. Due to the sudden nature of this strike, the operation of the five major families in the world almost collapsed.
And when the five families took tough measures to recover their losses, a larger-scale strike began.
The ignorant civilians were finally awakened by more blood that belonged to their bodies - blood and conscience.
Under the operation of those second-rate families, the five families encountered the biggest crisis since they ruled the human world. Their normal life and normal training are almost turned into a pot of porridge.
When you understand the iron-blooded means, bloodshed will no longer subdue these lowly civilians. The five families finally made a statement. The 50 million people who died inexplicably in the trading system last time can receive a pension of 1,000 coins.
One thousand coins are enough for a family of three to live their lives comfortably.
The most fiercely reacted part of the people compromised, and then the civilians in the human world also lost their voices.
A thousand coins can buy a lot of things, including the life of a prosperous young man.
The whole world seems to have returned to calm. It's just that it's unknown whether the dark surge under the calm is still surging.
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December 29th, 998.
The vast town forest people.
After the last time Yuejian gave a clear response to the other five families, the five families remained silent.
And [Jianfeng] has now expanded to a group of 100 people. [ The number of sword dance is unknown. The only thing I know is that Lin Feng laughed at [Sword Dance] and was severely humiliated by several groups of [Sword Dance] by Yue Mingxin with a team of [Sword Dance].
Although it has been in recent years, the training of the Lin people has not stopped.
Lin Feng, who arranges things for the Lin people, still goes to his grandfather's small valley to practice swords every day. Lily still takes Xiaohui Xiaobai as his loyal audience. After such a long period of uninterrupted training, the last time he faced the battle of the life and death of the sword saint of the wind clan and the chaos in his body finally reached a balance because he was afraid of Lin Menger's death, and his cultivation, which had reached a critical point, broke through again.
Lin Feng finally broke through to the Eighth grade of Swordsman. And his green essence and black consciousness also broke through to the sixth grade.
Feeling the golden sword, green essence and black divine spirit flowing in his body, Lin Feng smiled with satisfaction.
He quickly walked back to the Lin clan and looked at the growing Lin clan, which was changing every day. Lin Feng was even more comfortable.
Huo Xuwei came over quickly. As Lin Feng's sword, he knew that his talent in martial arts was very limited, so he focused all his energy on how to strengthen the Lin clan and enhance the strength of the Lin clan.
"The patriarch." Huo Xuwei said hello respectfully.
Looking at what was in Huo Xu Wei's hand, Lin Feng nodded and walked quickly to the council hall.
After carefully reading the brief information in his hand, Lin Feng frowned and meditated for a while.
"The five families must have been very busy recently." Lin Feng suddenly showed a bright smile.
"Yes." Huo Xuwei also showed a smiling face and said, "Since the news that the patriarch slapped 50 million to death, the whole human world's trust in the five families has dropped to the freezing point. In the past half month, the passive idleness of civilians, coupled with the last strike and the continuous actions of those ambitious second-rate families, the five families almost collapsed. The Liu family took the opportunity to expand their influence in the human world, and the Yue family also slowly grew.
"The five families have ruled the human world for nearly a thousand years. How can they be so vulnerable?" Lin Feng rubbed his temples and said, "This turmoil has taken off their coats at best. It gives me a headache at the thought of being against such a huge thing. Looking at Huo Xuwei, Lin Feng asked with a smile, "What about you? Do you regret that my sword is against the whole world or even the whole universe?"
"I'm the sword of the patriarch." Huo Xuwei said bitterly, "It's this sword that is too blunt."
Looking intently at Huo Xu Wei, Lin Feng suddenly smiled. How lucky he is!
"Except the previous 50 million people, how many people died later?" Lin Feng suddenly asked.
After lowering his head for a while, Xu Wei's cold voice sounded: "It's about 10 million."
"How many people have died with our hidden sword?" Lin Feng continued to ask.
"One thousand and eighty-six people." Huo Xuwei's voice did not tremble at all.
"Is it worth it?" Lin Feng suddenly turned around and looked at Huo Xu Wei, with pain in his eyes: "For us, a Lin clan of less than 200,000, we sacrificed about 10 million civilians... Is it really worth it?"
"This is what they should do." Xu Wei's cold voice sounded: "And in order to protect human beings, why did Lin Tianzu buy a little time for Lin Tianzu's last bloodline?"
"Your heart is really cold and hard." Looking at the calm fire Xu Wei, Lin Feng said bitterly.
"I am the sword of the patriarch." Huo Xuwei suddenly pulled out a gentle smile and said, "The sword is cold and hard."
"Xu Wei..." Lin Feng opened his mouth and suddenly felt guilty: "Yes! You are just my sword. A sword should not bear the sea of blood and the reputation of thousands of years. The 10 million blood debt will be borne by Lin Feng.
"Master." Huo Xuwei's face suddenly softened and said, "In fact, all this has nothing to do with you. It is not wrong for them to seek justice for their relatives, so they die. Moreover..." The smile on his face suddenly disappeared, and his voice became very cold: "I don't know how to be grateful, but I only know how to take it. The person who can buy their lives with a thousand coins is really not worth you!"
"The most hateful people, the most pitiful people!" Lin Feng said with a wry smile, "They are cunning and easy to satisfy, full of slavery and domineering. Don't hate them, all this is taught to them in this era of history. Because only in this way can they have fun in suffering and have the courage to continue to live.
"If you dare to raise your fists to those who seek their own well-being, they will uphold the rule of those who bully and abuse them." Lin Feng's smile became more and more bitter: "In the end, they just want to live. It's better to live than to die!"
"Xu Wei, you are so close to the sword emperors of the Lieyan clan. Have you ever heard them talk about the reason why we must suppress our Lin clan and not let the Lin clan rise?" Lin Feng asked doubtfully.
"I heard that they are afraid that there will be another top swordsman like Lin Tian's ancestor who has lost his voice in the world." Huo Xuwei frowned and said, "But I always feel that they seem to be afraid of something..."
"Yes." Lin Feng's eyes narrowed: "What on earth are they afraid of?"
After thinking about it for a long time, Lin Feng suddenly thought of something and laughed. Looking at Huo Xu Wei's doubtful eyes, Lin Feng explained with a smile, "Those guys not only want to exterminate our Lin clan, but they are afraid of killing the savior of the world and losing the hearts of the people of the world. I can only secretly use all kinds of means to kill the genius of our Lin clan. I'm thinking that if I make a big fuss in their family, will those guys be careful not to let me have an accident?
"Hehe" Xu Wei couldn't help laughing: "It's really difficult for them to be both a bitch and set up a archway."
"I'm thinking, under the protection of a sword fairy and three sword emperor like me, what kind of method will they come up with to take my life?" Lin Feng smiled and said, "After all, they think that as long as I am removed, the Lin clan will be finished."
"If the Lin clan loses you, it will really be over." Originally joking, Xu Wei looked into Lin Feng's eyes and said seriously, "You are the spiritual pillar of the Lin clan. Don't you realize it?"
Looking at Xu Wei's serious expression, Lin Feng just muttered in his heart that the bullshit prophecy was actually true?
They looked at each other and smiled, and the two stood up and walked to the door.
The north wind roared, and occasionally a few dilapidated dead leaves scratched the sky feebly.
"I heard that it snowed on the 25th day of the twelfth lunar month?" Lin Feng sounded a fire and a message on the small note handed to himself by Xu Wei, looking at the gloomy sky and muttered.
"Yes." Even with Xu Wei's iron heart, he couldn't help shivering when he thought of the hundreds of people who had been slapped into blood fog by the fire sword fairy's palm, and the blood that stained the snow to scarlet.
"A square that can accommodate hundreds of thousands of people," Lin Feng looked at the dark clouds and said, "I really want to see how big it is."
"We will see it one day." Suddenly, there was a kind of sonorous in Huo Xuwei's voice.
"But how long will it take that day?" Lin Feng took over.
The north wind is sharper, tighter and roaring. A crystal snowflake finally broke free from the shackles of the clouds and floated down.
Huo Xu Wei reached out to take over the snowflake. He stared at it for a long time: "When the next snow is all over the earth!"