armyinform Chapter 271 Killing His Master With His Own Hands
Chapter 271 Killing His Master With His Own Hands
Bai Wan had always thought that he was invulnerable, but when he really faced the diving and capsizing incident, all his scars were suddenly torn open.
My mind goes blank.
It was as if everything around me had stopped.
There is no time to worry about pain, sadness, or even fear at the moment.
He felt like he was not himself, his whole body unable to move. The past that he had tried so hard to hide forced him to face it now.
The whole boat, including my parents, was sinking, and I was looking at myself...
Being hunted, he went crazy and had to jump into the moat of the capital city to survive...
This kind of Bai Wan, this kind of Han Miaoran is no longer the kind of person who could talk and laugh freely and was not afraid of anything.
That year, he pretended to be crazy and escaped from a villa in the suburbs of Beijing.
The reason why he held the vetch in his hand was not for any other reason, but because he was imprisoned in the well prison at that time and could only eat it raw.
After pretending to be crazy, he tried his best to rush out of the villa. He was forced to jump into the moat and was washed by the water.
The memories of being choked by water in my childhood and seven years ago seem to come back to me...
……
“Huh—”
Bai Wan was having difficulty breathing, and his breathing was not smooth as he took large gulps. His whole body was trembling and convulsing, and he looked like he was living a life worse than death.
Suddenly, a pair of warm hands hugged him.
This familiar figure, temperature, and scent of ink can instantly tell who the other person is.
He didn't even have time to think about it before someone grabbed him with arms and dragged him out.
"Don't be afraid, I'll jump into the water with you to survive!"
Very short and powerful words.
Hearing the gentle tone, Bai Wan leaned on his shoulder without thinking, and firmly held Ling Shumo and jumped down with him.
They both fell into the river together...
The water rushed up and flooded over the two people's bodies, and continued to flow...
Ling Shumo held the man tightly with one hand, and swam in the water with his other hand with almost all his strength, trying to swim towards the shore.
Bai Wan hardly dared to open her eyes, and just relied on instinct to not dare to separate from this man for a moment. Her face was paler than ever, but she stubbornly followed him and fluttered around.
On the other side, the fire on the ship continued.
The entire official negotiation ship collapsed and shattered in the huge heat wave and fell into the water.
All the members of the delegation were swimming in the water, heading towards the shore. Those who didn't have time to run were either hit by the flaming planks or fell straight into the river.
There was still some distance from the shore, but the water suddenly became turbulent.
Ling Shumo already had difficulty swimming, not to mention he had to hold someone in his arms, which was extremely difficult.
So, when I saw a floating plank on the river, I tried my best to touch it.
"This piece of driftwood should be left to the master!"
Li Simeng's eyes were filled with hatred. He choked on the water and clung to the wooden board.
"As disciples, you must respect your teachers!"
He laughed dangerously and wantonly, not even caring that his right hand was injured and he couldn't lift it completely, and at the critical moment of life and death, he managed to hold it together as if by miracle.
This piece of driftwood is not big, only enough for one or two people to hold. If there is one more person, it will be too hard to hold on...
To survive, someone must give up...
Li Simeng did not give Ling Shumo any chance to catch his breath. He stepped forward and ordered Nan Ying Bingrong beside him to step forward.
"Quick! Get them away. This way we can survive!"
The servant next to him hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but scold him and began to pry Ling Shumo's hands apart, forcing him to give up the wooden board.
"what are you up to!!!"
Ling Shumo seemed to be shocked by the man's shameless behavior and spoke in a stern voice.
At this moment, he was holding a person who was afraid of water with great difficulty, and it was impossible for him to let go of the person and loosen his hand.
His hands were constantly being opened, and the splinters were embedded in his palms, oozing blood, which looked horrifying.
Blood, drop by drop, flowed along the thorns on the wooden board and into the river...
"Do you know why you can never become His Majesty's confidant, gain power in the court, or be made a noble or prime minister?"
Li Simeng looked at Ling Shumo, who was so stubborn and refused to let go, and sneered.
"You are just like Han Miaoran, you value friendship too much and don't know how to take advantage of others!"
Another possession!
Li Simeng exerted force and bit Ling Shumo's hand with his teeth, which was completely different from the wise and powerful official he used to be.
He bit the board desperately with his teeth and claws, not wanting to give his apprentice the chance to grab the board even a little bit.
"call--"
Under someone's deliberate obstruction, Ling Shumo was obviously overwhelmed, but he still refused to let go of the person in his hand.
Li Simeng's pupils contracted, and he gripped the wooden board even harder, tearing a piece of meat directly from Ling Shumo's left hand.
Suddenly, blood and flesh blurred...
The pain made Ling Shumo frown and his teeth ached.
However, he would never let go! There was no way he would let go of the person in his arms!
In an instant, this man wanted to attack Ling Shumo and Bai Wan and force them to leave the wooden board.
He taunted softly, "From now on, I don't want to see you!"
"The Three Bonds and Five Constant Virtues, respect your teacher! A disciple should die for his master!"
"I can raise and teach you, but I can also take everything back!"
What kind of logic is this!
Under the current, taking advantage of the strong wind and rain, several people were choked by the water.
Bai Wan was forced to open her eyes. She saw the scene in front of her in a daze and with a palpitating heart. She knew what had happened without having to guess.
He had difficulty breathing, his throat seemed to be blocked by a huge rock, he was spasming so much that he couldn't speak, and his whole body was stiff and couldn't move.
The water flow looked turbulent and was going against the flow.
Even if Ling Shumo could swim, it would be impossible for him to swim to the shore effortlessly with a person who couldn't swim and whose hand was injured due to the severe impact.
Especially when he saw Ling Shumo's bloody left hand...
A shock...
Bai Wan felt like he was going crazy. How could someone treat his Zi Chen like this?
He didn't know where he got the strength from but he kicked Li Simeng away and bit the other's hand hard!
In an instant, Li Simeng screamed in pain!
What's more, Bai Wan would have been fine with just biting him, she directly used the hairpin on the jade crown on her head to stab the other person's neck, shocking him so much that he let go of his hand.
After a shrill struggle, Li Simeng unconsciously let go of his hand and sank into the river in agony...
He still has something to say!
You are a traitor to your teacher and ancestors... You are a traitor to your teacher and ancestors...
Seeing his former mentor being drowned, Bai Wan suddenly felt weak, his eyes seemed to be filled with bloodshot, and he felt nauseous and couldn't breathe...
He killed someone!
He seemed to have killed his own master with his own hands...
The one who taught him what a center is, what a blank is, and raised him up...
In the end, it was the person who almost ruined his career as a painter!