People are in the wasteland, start with Zanpakutō

Chapter 91 Don't Be the Sword in Other People's Hands, I Hold the Sword for Myself

The target is Sima Kong?

Hearing this, Lin Yu felt like being struck by lightning, and didn't recover for a while.

And Liu Min turned his head and shouted to the team members:

"Lin Yu and I will go there first, you guys hurry up and catch up!"

After saying that, Liu Min disappeared directly in place.

After a few seconds, Lin Yu slowed down and turned into thunder and rushed towards the fortress.

Meanwhile, inside the fort.

After Sima Kongpu kowtowed three times on the ground, he stood up, wiped away the dust on his body, and said with a wry smile:
"Teacher, I haven't seen you for so many years, you are getting younger and younger!"

Looking up, the person who came was the middle-aged man named Li Fan a few days ago.

As one of the founders of Fortress, strictly speaking, he is decades older than Fortress.

His current age is probably close to five hundred years old.

Li Fan waved his hand with a smile and asked:
"Ah Kong, what were you asking just now?"

Sima Kong glanced at Deng Yu who was kneeling on the ground beside him, and instead of answering directly, he asked instead:
"Teacher, when did you wake up?"

Li Fan touched his chin, pretending to be thinking:

"It should be seven or eight days!"

Before Sima Kong could speak, Li Fan said again:
"I haven't seen you for so many years, I saw that you have gray hair all over your head!"

Sima Kong touched his snow-white hair and said with a wry smile:
"Well, this disciple is already seventy this year, almost eighty years old, so naturally his hair is graying!"

After the words were finished, Li Fan walked over slowly, squeezed Sima Kong's shoulder twice, and stroked around.

As if looking at a child he had not seen for a long time, he then said:

"Hey, time is not forgiving, you are eighty in a blink of an eye, I still remember when I first met you, you were only twelve or thirteen years old!"

"At that time, I just woke up, and when I came out, I saw you little guy begging on the side of the road. It was skinny, and I couldn't see it."

Although it was just gossip, it was also the past between the two of them.

But Sima Kong didn't have much thought to recall these old events at this time, he raised his head and glared angrily.

This was the first time, and possibly the last time, that he looked at his teacher like this.

He only heard him interrupt:

"Teacher, I have a question, please answer it!"

After being interrupted like this, Li Fan was obviously a little annoyed, frowned and said coldly:
"Say!"

Hearing this, Simakong took a step back, arched his hands forward, bent down and asked slowly:
"Does the teacher know what happened 15 years ago?"

"Or, 15 years ago, was it planned by the teacher?"

After the words fell, Li Fan glanced at Deng Yu on the ground, then closed his eyes and repeatedly checked whether there were any observers around.

After a breath, he slowly explained:
"Akong, what happened 15 years ago has passed, what's the use of mentioning it again?"

"Besides, whether it is or not, will I harm humans?"

"Don't forget, this fortress was built by me alone!"

The sound echoed continuously in the square, Sima Kong suddenly raised his head, took two steps back, with a grim expression on his face, and shouted:

"Yes, I know, everything you do is for the fortress!"

"But me? I am also for the fort, but why? Why?"

"If it's because of me, then why did you kill my wife and children! Why!"

Looking at the almost crazy disciple, Li Fan clicked his tongue impatiently, but did not make any response.

And Simakong still shouted:

"For so many years, I always thought it was just an accident. It happened that strange people appeared around my house and happened to start killing!"

"Coincidentally! Killed my wife and children!"

He said three times in a row, expressing his helplessness.

But even so, Li Fan still didn't answer, just watched with frowning.

Immediately afterwards, Sima Kong's expression recovered slightly, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said slowly:
"Teacher, I know that your longevity has a price. You have to use a long period of sleep in exchange for longevity."

"But just a few days ago, I heard a piece of news from other people that I had never heard before."

Hearing this, Li Fan's pupils shrank slightly, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes, but he pretended to be calm and asked:

"what news?"

Sima Kong straightened his back and said slowly:
"Except for sleep, you will never be able to tell a lie in this life."

"Although it's absurd, I didn't believe it at first, but now, I have no other choice!"

"Teacher, I hope you can answer positively. Did you tell someone else the address of my home 15 years ago?"

"And let them kill me!"

Hearing this, Li Fan breathed a sigh of relief, expecting to deny it, but just as he was about to speak, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his dantian.

He shouted loudly:
"Bold! Are you questioning your teacher?"

And Simakong showed a smile on his face, glanced at Deng Yu who was beside him, then squatted down, and asked:
"You must have participated in it back then!"

Deng Yu didn't dare to raise his head, so he could only bow his head in silence.

Immediately afterwards, Sima Kong stood up again and looked up at the clear sky.

The sun was a bit dazzling, causing him to raise his hands to shield his eyes, and murmured to himself:
"I, Sima Kong, have been human all my life, and I have never felt compassion!"

"But why, why, treat me like this!"

It seems to be unwillingness in the heart, and it is also a true portrayal.

Simakong lowered his head slowly, his tone somewhat lost:
"Teacher, is the disciple blocking your way?"

Li Fan put his hands on his chest, shook his head, and responded:
"Not really, it's just that over the years, people seem to have forgotten me, the lifesaver!"

"Everyone says, Sima Kong is my good apprentice!"

"Although I trained it all by myself, I'm not dead yet, I'm still alive!"

At the last sentence, Li Fan's breath became extremely cold, like a poisonous snake.

At this time, Sima Kong looked up to the sky and laughed, the laughter was extremely miserable:

"Hahaha, teacher, you still said it!"

"You are pitying me, aren't you!"

"Even if it's you, it doesn't count. The young man who couldn't even lift a knife back then will overshadow your limelight!"

Li Fan just squinted his eyes and didn't rush to make a move, as if pampering his disciple for the last time.

Suddenly, the laughter stopped, and Sima Kong walked slowly in front of Li Fan, looked straight into his eyes, and said with a wry smile:

"Teacher, I am not old, you are old!"

"You are afraid that people will forget you, you are afraid that others will take the fort from you, you are afraid that people will leave you, and you can still live!"

"You are the founder of the fortress and the supreme controller of power in the entire fortress."

"But have you ever thought that it would be better to fade out of people's sight and become history and a symbol like the ancients before the disaster?"

This sentence completely angered Li Fan, and he raised his hand and waved.

For a moment, a huge impact spread out with him as the center.

Simakong put his hands in front of him and stepped back.

As soon as he landed, he heard Li Fan shout angrily:

"History? Signs? Ancients before the disaster?"

"Do you understand what I want? You don't understand, everyone doesn't understand, even those people didn't understand!"

"I don't want to be history, I want to be the lord of the world!"

"I want to wipe out all the alien races!"

"If I want to hear my name, I will prostrate myself!"

"I want this Heavenly Dao to be used by me!"

Hearing these words, Simakong raised his hand, drew the long knife with his spiritual energy, and then smiled wryly:
"Teacher, you helped me and taught me so much, so that I can become what I am now!"

"As a reward, Ah Kong has always obeyed your orders all his life, and has always been a knife in your hand."

"But, that's it, you're not satisfied yet, you think my knife is too sharp, so you're scared!"

"You are afraid that one day you will bite your master with a knife!"

"As for me, I have been a knife in the hands of others all my life, but now, for my deceased wife and children, for my apprentice, and even more for the people living here!"

"I don't want them to be your slaves, so I hope you can forgive me!"

"Today, I don't want to be the knife in someone else's hand anymore, I want to be the one holding the knife!"

(End of this chapter)