40,000 Years of Cultivation

The building next to Federation Square, the on-site command center of the Demon Slayer, almost had the whole face of the spring breeze embedded in the floor-to-ceiling windows, staring blankly at the messy and blood-stained square below.

Countless light curtains shone behind him, scenes of injured people and chaos, but Li Yao's trace was lost.

Secret Sword Director Lu Zui walked through the light curtain, and handed him a cigarette filled with heavenly herbs, specially designed for cultivators to calm down and relieve fatigue.

"Afeng, it's not your fault, don't blame yourself like that."

Lu Zui sighed and said, "We have all underestimated the strength of the enemy. In the past, we have focused all our energy on Li Yao alone, but ignored other directions. Now thinking about it, Li Yao is likely to stay intentionally. The clues will attract our firepower so that his comrades will wait for the opportunity to start!"

"I'm fine."

After the spring breeze, the fingers of the cigarette were trembling, and the voice was hoarse, "Director, ask you one thing. During the arrest of Li Yao, several brothers and I were sniped at the same time. Afterwards, we also found a few of them in the surrounding high ground. The corpses, they should all be Li Yao's accomplices."

"However, at the same time we were sniped, Li Yao was also sniped very dangerously. He was definitely the work of a super master!"

"It was his comrade who attacked us, so who was it that attacked him?"

Lu Zui spit out a sigh of smoke, without changing his face, and frankly: "It's Ye Changkong, the'dead light'."

The pupils of the spring breeze shrank suddenly!

"Dead Light" Ye Changkong, tens of millions of federal army firearms chief instructor, the first firearm master of the Tianyuan realm, the "gun repair" of the Yuanying realm!

Generally speaking, high-ranking monks who have the strength of Pill Formation and Nascent Soul Level will choose cold weapons such as swords as their first choice.

Because their psychic energy is strong, they can use swords and metal fragments as bullets with every movement of their minds. There is not much need to use firearms.

Even if you use firearms, at best, it is like Li Yao's "six-barrel revolving bomber", acting as a "secondary weapon" and playing an auxiliary role. The real final word is a sword.

However, there are very few firearms fanatics who inherited Gu Xiu's secret of using "Sword Maru" and insisted on using firearms as their main weapon.

"Dead Light" Ye Changkong is one of the best. The words "the world's supernatural powers, unbreakable" have been fully displayed on him!

In the entire Tian Yuan Realm, no Yuan Ying dared to slap his chest to guarantee that he would be able to escape from the "dead light" gun!

"So, besides my'Monster Slayer', there is a second team of'Vulture Hunting'?"

After the spring breeze, he narrowed his eyes and squeezed three words from the teeth, "Why?"

"Because I don't believe you."

Lu Zui still had a face full of calmness, as sincere as a child, "You are most likely to be the'Abyss'!"

After the spring breeze was stunned: "The abyss...what is it?"

Lu Zui said: "The children of the Netherworld are also divided into levels. I used to tell you only the low-level children of the Netherworld. Among them, the most advanced and most secretive one is called the'Abyss.'"

"I will give you a higher level of authority in a while, so that you can understand the information of'Abyss'. After you read it, you will know how much you meet the standards of'Abyss'."

After the spring breeze, he pondered for a moment: "What the director meant was that he suspected that there was an inner ghost in the'Demon Slayer', so he arranged another hunting team led by the'Dead Light' Ye Changkong?"

"Not doubt, but affirmation."

Lu Zui looked directly into Chunfeng’s eyes, as if he was about to pierce the depths of his subordinates’ spirits from his pupils. “The Secret Sword Bureau must have penetrated into more than one'child of the nether'. As for whether or not he is'the abyss', it is still unclear who he is. And know."

"We only know that no matter the age of'Nether Son' or'Abyss', they should not be more than a hundred years old."

"So, now I don't believe anyone, everyone doubts, I can only trust those over a hundred years old."

"The hunting squad led by'Dead Light' Ye Changkong is all composed of senior monks over a hundred years old. Only they will definitely not be the'Children of the Nether' and the'Abyss', and they can be absolutely trusted."

After the spring breeze was silent for a long time, he smiled bitterly and said: "I understand, I am willing to suspend my job for review and wash away my suspicion."

"No, you have proven your loyalty with practical actions."

Lu Zui said, "But there are so many secret swordsmen in the Demon Slayer, can you pack a ticket for every subordinate?"

The spring breeze is speechless.

Lu Zui silently finished smoking a cigarette, looking at the faint flame on the cigarette butt: "Is it very wronged, very annoyed, and even hates me?"

After the spring breeze stared at his cigarette butt: "No."

Lu Zui smiled sadly: "If you hate it, hate it. Sometimes, when I wake up in the morning and wash my face, I feel a little vomiting when I look at the hateful old man with a hooked nose in the mirror."

"However, eating our bowl of rice is like this. You must doubt everyone, even the most trusted and closest person, even the person who has just shed blood and sweat for the Federation and made great contributions!"

"This is a very dark, very dirty job, maybe even the **** on the street are cleaner than us."

"But someone has to do this...dark and dirty work, so that more people can live in a bright and clean world, right?"

After the spring breeze, he took a deep breath and said, "I understand, Director, I am in your position. After knowing the existence of'Nether Son' and'Abyss', I will also doubt the young people in every important position. A more reliable and more secret hunting team will be sent."

"As long as you know."

Lu Zui slapped his subordinates on the shoulders, his big hands were deeply embedded in the flesh and blood of the spring breeze, looking at his red eyes, he said from the bottom of his heart, "Now I can't promise you anything, I can only guarantee one thing."

"I, Director of Secret Sword Lu Zui, is a true patriot. Everything I do is to slay demons and defend the Federation!"

"I, together with countless true patriots, will burn my life, give up everything, and fight to the last minute. I will never allow any demons and evil spirits to tarnish our sacred motherland, the great federation!"

The spring breeze is moving.

Under Lu Zui's sharp gaze, the last barrier under his eyes almost shattered.

At this moment, his portable brain screamed sternly.

After a glance, Guo Chunfeng's face changed drastically: "My daughter is being rescued!"

...

The Fifth People's Hospital of Tiandu City.

Affected by the big bang, all hospitals, large and small, and even community health centers in the city were overcrowded.

Not to mention that the wards are crowded, and even the aisles are full of **** patients calling out loudly.

Some patients were still bleeding ticking, and some patients yelled and lost their voice. The scene was terrible.

A middle-aged man with greasy hair, as if he hadn't bathed or slept for ten days and nights, was very sloppy and squeezed into the crowd. The loose cheeks were covered with muddy water drops, and he couldn't tell whether it was sweat or tears.

He stumbled up to the third floor and crawled to the rescue room. He looked around but couldn't find anyone, and he almost fell to the ground.

"Old."

Yao Li called her husband behind her.

After the spring breeze, the whole body swayed like a rusty machine. He turned around with difficulty and found that his wife was standing on the edge of the corridor, fluttering like a ghost.

Yao Li whispered: "Xiaohe is okay, she is observing in the intensive care unit."

When this happened to her daughter, she couldn't even fight and quarreled with the spring breeze.

"how so?"

The sound of the spring breeze is not like my own at all, "Would you like to send it to the hospital in our bureau?"

"No, Xiaohe and his classmates attended the commemorative ceremony together, but there was an explosion. Hearing from his classmates, they were not injured and they were about to run out. Xiaohe saw an old woman under the crowd, so he turned back to rescue. People, as a result, got involved. She protected the old woman, and she... was trampled on."

Yao Li tried to endure the trembling, and said, "When it was sent, it was not very good, and my heartbeat was all...In short, it's slowed down now."

"Where is she, take me there!"

In the intensive care unit, the spring breeze stuck to the transparent glass of the medical cabin, looking at the daughter quietly floating in the pale green medical medicine.

Every wound on his daughter's body made the corner of his eye twitch fiercely.

It was like the telepathy between father and daughter, who had just crossed the small river in a coma, opened his eyes slightly, saw his father, his eyes lit up, grinned with grinning teeth, and stretched out his hand with difficulty.

Across the glass, father and daughter have two hands, one large and one small, pressed together.

The tears of the spring breeze finally couldn't be restrained, and flowed vertically and horizontally on the pale face, and the almost pure black eyes, an unprecedented sharp light, completely formed!

"Come out, I have something for you."

Through the glass, he lightly kissed his daughter's forehead, and left the ward with his wife.

On the crowded corridor, the spring breeze handed his wife a jade slip: "The divorce agreement, the spiritual pattern and the paper version are all in it. I will leave the house, and leave everything to you and your daughter. I have signed it. The word, handprinted, and imprinted with the soul imprint, you sign the word, find a law firm to confirm it, it will take effect."

"Old!"

Yao Li looked at her husband in surprise, but was a little dazed, and whispered, "You haven't been home in the past few months. Is it related to today's affairs? If yes, I can understand."

After the spring breeze, he smiled bitterly: "You know, I can't say."

Yao Li stared at her husband, and reached out to touch the new wrinkles on his forehead: "I've been old, you have something to hide from me."

The pupils who had passed the spring breeze shrank: "In the **** business, of course, there are many things that are hidden from my wife."

"wrong!"

Yao Lizai carefully scanned every ray of light in his eyes, "This thing is different, and it's different from the things that were hidden before. You are not right, very wrong!"

The spring breeze was silent.

Yao Li clenched Chunfeng’s hand tightly, gritted her teeth and said: "I haven’t signed yet, we haven’t divorced yet. I'm still your wife, I'm still...a hero's wife! You are too old, what happened to you? What's the matter! Tell me, let's carry it together!"

After the spring breeze took a deep breath, all the light from the depths of the pupils was retracted and turned into two bottomless whirlpools. He threw away his wife's hand and shook his head stiffly: "I'm fine, even if something happens, I will be with you. It doesn't matter, you go through the divorce formalities as soon as possible, the sooner the better, it's better to do it early tomorrow morning!"

Following the crack in the door of the ward, he finally took a look at the daughter in the medical cabin, then turned and left after the spring breeze.

"Old, what do you mean, where are you going!" Yao Li's voice was crying.

The cry of his wife did not save the spring breeze, nor did it make the most terrifying demon hunter in the Tianyuan realm shed another tear.

"I will do my duty as a father and husband."

After the spring breeze, in the crowded crowd, step by step, he said silently in my heart, "Go and fight for a bright future for you and your daughter!"