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Volume 2 Laiyan Rebellion Chapter 992 Assassination of the Pope?

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    The God of Swords is, after all, the God of Swords.

    The meaning of this sentence applies not only to the empire and the Temple of Light, but also to Tang En at the moment.

    Yes, Sword God Wooding is old now, and he is indeed on his deathbed due to serious injuries.  But this doesn't mean anything. As long as he can breathe at this moment, he can violently raise his sword to kill people at the next moment, and he will definitely succeed - this is almost beyond doubt!

    So Tang En was very careful. Whether he was stepping or landing, or raising his hand to open the door, the black dagger in his left cuff kept trembling and flickering, like the shimmering tongue in the mouth of a poisonous snake, ready to go!

    The next moment, push the door open and enter.

    From the outside, the Exquisite Loft looks like a two-story building. In fact, after entering, you will find that it is not the case. There is only one floor, so it is grand.  The room was a little dark, but also very warm, with a strong smell of medicine. In the quiet atmosphere, only the heaters around the corners made some noise.

    Deep in the room surrounded by heavy curtains, a thin old man is leaning on the bedside, like a sculpture of "Wu" and "Wrong".  The skinny and yellow face reflected the light of the candlelight beside him, which could not hide the gloomy look of twilight.  Only those eyes that looked at him intently were cloudy and could not hide their sparkle!

    Bang, the door is closed.

    "Xiao Tang, you are here." The old man's voice was weak, tired, and breathless, but also seemed to have a faint joy of relief.

    He bowed and saluted, "Well, long time no see, Mr. Wu." Tang En came to the capital this time just on a temporary basis, and there was no delay along the way, so it was impossible for anyone to notify Wooding in advance.  But for people whose strength has reached their level, it doesn't really matter whether they notify or not.  Tang En believed that Wooding sensed it immediately after he stepped into the attic area.  So it's not surprising that we have this natural and familiar conversation.

    "Sit." He raised his hand slightly.  Wooding looked at the seat next to the bed.

    "You're welcome. I'll just stand here for a while." He leaned against the door.  Tang En waved his hand and refused without thinking.  No joke, this distance is dangerous enough now.  If you still lean in, what is it but seeking death?

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? The actual situation is just the opposite. Judging from the current situation, Wooding has no reason to attack him.  But as the saying goes, don¡¯t be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the unexpected.  Tang En was also frightened. In the previous battle on the river, Wooding had no reason to die together, but in the end he still chose the fighting method of almost dying together, so Tang En was not allowed to be careless now.

    Wu Ding was slightly startled when he heard the words, then he understood and smiled, without forcing, nodded and said: "Then let's do it, ahem I remember asking you a question before, if you were asked to assassinate me, what would you choose?  How to do it? Your answer is that you don¡¯t need to do anything. Just live longer than me. Haha You are right, I lost."

    Tang En touched his nose.  Shaking his head: "You are not defeated, and no one can defeat you. Moreover, losing only to time is the most glorious way to defeat in the world."

    "Heh, this flattery is quite new and nice" Wooding raised the corner of his mouth, as if he was happy.  But then he sighed and shook his head, "But if I have a choice, I would rather the defeat time can be earlier, or be defeated directly at the hands of you and Bamutu before. In that way, I may feel more at ease"

    Tang En was silent, of course he knew the meaning of these words.  But he couldn't get involved or control this matter. It was considered Wooding's own family matter.

    "Okay, let's not talk about this for now." After a moment of silence, Wooding was the first to break the silence, "I invite you here, Xiao Tang, because I want to make a deal with you."

    Waved his hand, "There is no such thing as a deal. Mr. Wu, if you have any orders, it doesn't matter. As long as I can do it, I will definitely help you."

    This is not because Tang En is being pretentious or playing a trick of retreating in order to advance, but sincerely.  Actually speaking, there is no personal grudge between Twain and Wooding.  Even if Tang En beat Wooding's close disciple Wen Silin when they first met, Wooding did not pursue any revenge afterwards, but dealt with it fairly.

    Based on this alone, Tang En respects Wooding's character.

    "There is no need for this. After all, you and I have different positions. Personal friendship is private friendship, and what should be a transaction must be a transaction. Moreover, it seems that I took advantage of you in this matter."

    After a pause, Woodin looked at Tang En levelly, "I want to exchange a sword for your two promises."

    Exchanging one for two is an advantage in terms of quantity alone.  However, Tang En's expression remained unchanged, and he spread his hands in a false invitation: "Please speak."

    "First, kill Wen Silin."

    "Huh?" Tang En was stunned when he heard this. After he realized what he said, he frowned slightly and said a little puzzled, "The problem is not big, but why don't you clean up the house yourself??  "

    This is indeed a question. Rebellion is extremely serious whether in this world or in another world.  Moreover, Wen Silin not only betrayed his master, but also assassinated his senior brother Haita in a sneak attack, which directly brought disaster to the Sword God lineage.  No matter which sect they belong to, they must be punished for these traitors who defy the world's disdain, and they must be killed by their own sect and clean up the family, otherwise they will not be able to regain their reputation.

    With Wooding's level of strength, even if he is on his deathbed, killing Wen Silin is still very simple, it only takes a few minutes to raise his hand.  And even if he is unwilling or unable to bear to take action, with his prestige as a sword god, as long as he spreads the word, some martial arts masters will come forward to directly surround Wen Silin.

    So no matter how you think about it, it seems that this matter should not fall on him, Tang En.

    "Kill him?"

    Wu Dingmu's sullen face remained calm from beginning to end, but he couldn't help but twitching at the corner of his eyes when he mentioned this matter, as if he remembered the eldest disciple who had always been mature and prudent despite his limited talent, and the disciple who, despite his outstanding talent, could not hold up the wall with mud.  The disciple who closed the doorthe folds like mountains and rivers trembled in the crow's feet, and there was a sorrow comparable to the abyss hidden inside.

    After a while, he took a deep breath and closed his eyes slightly, "Dirty my sword!"

    The voice was light, but Tang En could certainly hear the heart-piercing coldness in it, so he simply nodded: "Okay, I will help you with this matter."

    ¡°It¡¯s really not a big problem, but to be honest, if Wen Silin hadn¡¯t been Wooding¡¯s disciple, Tang En would have killed him several times.

    It seems that he doesn¡¯t want to mention or hear anything about that person again, including his name, for fear of dirtying his mouth again.  After taking a few breaths, Wooding continued, "Second, if the empire falls one day, my family will be safe."

    Hearing this, Tang En was startled again. He stared blankly at Wooding, who had a tired face, and was silent for a moment.

    To be honest, Tang En had just guessed at Wooding's request, including letting the Gray Army form an alliance with Bran, or letting him assassinate important figures in the Northern Wilderness tribe to help Bran's empire survive, etc.

    This is not a random guess, but a conjecture based on Wooding¡¯s stance.  He is the sword god Bran, and he has dedicated his life to this empire.  It is no exaggeration to say that without him, Bran would have collapsed by now

    But now there is such a guardian god-like existence. When he is dying, he is no longer thinking about the form of the empire, but the safety of his own family.

    This is not sarcasm, just pure surprise.

    "But when I think about it, it's actually normal. He is the God of Swords and the best master in the world.  But at the same time, he is also an ordinary ordinary person.

    He has his own emotions, joys and sorrows. In these troubled times, it is natural and normal for him to be the first to consider the safety of his family and relatives.

    Of course, what is more important is that the current situation in the capital and the recent actions of the eldest prince¡¯s forces have undoubtedly completely angered the old man who has been guarding the empire for most of his life.  That's why Wooding made such a decision when he was dying

    After thinking about this, Tang En simply agreed again, "No problem. In fact, based on the relationship between Philip and me, if that time comes, I will not stand idly by."

    "Okay, let's talk about the Temple Association in the next time." Seeing Tang En nod in agreement, Wooding showed a grateful smile on his lips, and then the topic changed, leading to the question that Tang En was most concerned about this time, "Your little lover's  I heard about it and asked someone to inquire about it. If you want to save her and the child in her belly safely, you must kill that hypocritical old guy."

    "Hypocritical old guy? Uh, you always say" After a pause, Tang En's expression suddenly changed, "Pope?!"

    Wooding nodded.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Twain was completely stunned, but the stunned time was not long. After quickly coming back to his senses, he looked at Wooding suspiciously: "Is it really necessary to play so big?"

    Tang En had to be suspicious, because as far as he knew, Wooding and even the Sword God lineage had never dealt with the Temple of Light.  Now that such claims are being made, are they trying to kill someone with a borrowed knife?

    "It's very necessary!" With Wooding's experience, he could certainly guess what Tang En was thinking. He raised his hand and explained calmly: "As far as I know, your little lover is not restricted in the Temple Association.  Personal freedom leads a good life. Do you know why?"

    "This is because she has a magic ban placed on her by that hypocritical old guy. Unless you can cut off the scepter he never leaves his hand, or kill him directly, even if you can save her from the Temple Association,  She too will die."

    ¡°What the hell¡ª¡ª¡±

    When Tang En heard this, he was immediately furious and uncontrollably frustrated.  Save summerLeaving the temple safely will always be compared with killing the Pope, so the latter is definitely more difficult.  And to be honest, Tang En had never considered the possibility of a head-on conflict with the temple.  It is important for people to be self-aware. The thousand-year history of the temple is no joke, not to mention that they are still on the opponent's main battlefield.  Not to mention him, even the sword god Wooding in front of him couldn't do this.  So Tang En came here with the purpose of stealing Xia Wei'an from the Temple Association quietly.  but now¡­¡­

    This matter, it seems, is really going to be a big deal!

    ¡­¡­¡­(To be continued¡­)
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