Reborn 80,000 Years

Chapter 1288: Fate

"The only way is to take advantage of this gap of half a year!" Jiang Nan said seriously, his face also became extremely serious, serious.

"If you want to drive him away, you can only use the time he is resting in seclusion, and only during this time, you will not be controlled by him. In other words, even if you commit suicide, he will not know ..." Jiangnan said this, suddenly sneered, and said quietly.

half a year...

Hearing Jiang Nan's words, Yang Chen fell silent.

For warriors, half a year may be just a snap of the fingers, not worth mentioning. However, the world of warriors is full of more possibilities than the world of ordinary people. Although half a year is short, it can create countless possibilities.

If he made good use of this half a year, maybe Yang Chen would be able to drive Ah Mo out.

Besides, before Ah Mo rests for half a year, he still has about three years to prepare. During these three years, he still has the opportunity to find a way to suppress Ah Mo.

"Heh." Looking at Yang Chen's expression, Jiang Nan smiled, and said with a complicated expression: "It seems that you are really planning to get rid of that thing in your body?"

"It's natural!" Hearing Jiangnan's words, Yang Chen snorted, and said lightly: "I, Yang Chen, was born between heaven and earth. I only believed in my parents and relatives and friends all my life, but I never believed in fate! Of course, I also believe in fate." No one wants to be able to control my fate!"

Hearing this, Jiang Nan was slightly taken aback.

The complex colors in the eyes became more intense.

"Yang Chen, anyone can say nice things, but whether they can do it or not is another matter." Jiang Nan sighed, and said faintly: "You still remember when you were in Tianxing Academy, that guy who often followed me Behind you, is there a little girl called Ling Yuyao?"

Yang Chen frowned slightly, looking at him curiously.

"His father, Ling Song, used to be the first-class marquis of our Qingfeng Empire, and he was ranked as the great general of the town! In the eyes of others, he may be under one person or above ten thousand people, enjoying endless glory and wealth... "Jiangnan sneered, and mocked: "But who would have thought that such a person, his family would be exploited for generations?"

"From the moment he took over the position of Zhen Guohou, his destiny was to rebel! What is a person's destiny? It was born at the moment of his birth, even a long time ago... ..."

"The reason why Ling Song rebelled is actually because the Ling family has been suppressed by the Qingfeng Empire's royal family for generations, and under these suppressions, the fate of the Ling family was born! It's not so much that Ling Song is the prince of the state, but It's better to say that Ling Song is the embodiment of fate of the Ling family!"

Hearing this, Yang Chen frowned, and said calmly: "Ling Song is Ling Song, and Ling Yuyao is just Ling Yuyao, there is no fate."

"Yes, of course!"

Jiang Nan sneered: "Yang Chen, I remember that you stopped Ling Song and told him not to rebel, right? But what happened? In the end, he still raised his troops to attack the imperial capital. This is fate!"

Yang Chen said coldly: "But Ling Song finally realized his mistake. He also beheaded those soldiers from other countries. In the hearts of many people, he is still the Lord of the Kingdom!"

"But he still rebelled." The corner of Jiangnan's mouth raised slightly, with a mocking arc, and said disdainfully: "Rebellion is rebellion. As long as he does this, no matter what he does, he can't cover up the stains of the past. From him From the moment he raises his troops, his fate has already begun, and no one can stop it, not even you!"

"And when Ling Song's fate ends, Ling Yuyao's fate begins. Her fate is to become an orphan and shoulder the responsibility of rebelling for Ling Song. Those soldiers who were beheaded by Ling Song, what did they do wrong? ? They were just acting according to military orders, but they were killed by Ling Song!"

"Therefore, Ling Yuyao must be responsible for the crimes committed by Ling Song. This is fate, the fate of the Ling family, and no one can escape!"

Speaking of this, Jiang Nan sighed, and said in a somewhat complicated way: "Yang Chen, everyone in this world has a destiny, and no one can escape it, and you are the same. From the moment you were born, your destiny was determined." Get off, you can't escape..."

Hearing this, Yang Chen was silent for a moment, and said: "If that's the case, why do you still tell me these things? You also tell me these emotional weaknesses? Why don't you just let me wait for death?"

Jiang Nan shook his head and said, "I'm not telling you to help you, but to make you despair."

despair?

Yang Chen frowned: "What do you mean?"

Jiang Nan sneered: "I just want you to believe in fate. Even if I tell you these things, you still cannot escape the end of death! Because no one can escape the sanctions of fate, and neither do you!"

"Hehehe!"

Speaking of this, Jiangnan suddenly couldn't help sneering, his expression was crazy, as if he was going crazy.

Seeing this scene, Yang Chen frowned even tighter: "You lunatic!"

After saying this, Yang Chen pulled out the Corroding Dragon Sword from behind, and then slowly raised it up: "You have lost your mind and are hopeless! Since you believe in fate so much, have you ever guessed So, you will die by my sword today?"

After Yang Chen finished speaking, his right arm shook slightly, and the Dragon Erosion Sword in his hand roared out. The sharp sword light streaked across the air, causing a sharp sonic boom, and then directly wiped Jiangnan's neck.

Red blood, like a fountain, kept pouring out of Jiangnan's neck.

However, the other party's face not only did not have the slightest pain, but also had a sense of relief, and the madness on his face became more intense.

"Hahahaha, Yang Chen, it's useless! Even if you kill me, I'll just leave a little earlier than you! I'll wait for you below...be below...waiting for you to come over!"

After Jiang Nan said this, the vitality in his eyes became weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared completely. His body fell straight backwards, and finally fell to the ground with a "plop".

Completely out of breath.

"Madman." Looking at the dead Jiangnan, Yang Chen frowned, his eyes showing disgust.

but.

At this moment, Yang Chen suddenly found that Jiang Nan seemed to be holding something in his hand. He raised his sword and gently lifted the other's fingers away.

A bloody note suddenly appeared in Jiangnan's hand, and slowly opened in his palm.

I saw a few words written on it.

"Jiangnan, a member of the Qingfeng Empire, 31 years old, was killed by Yang Chen!"

Seeing these words, Yang Chen was taken aback for a moment, and then he felt a sudden coolness welling up from his back, and anger welled up from his eyes.

"Did you provoke me on purpose just to make me kill you so that I can believe in this so-called fate?" Yang Chen sneered, then directly tore the piece of paper into pieces and scattered them beside Jiangnan's body.

"Since that's the case, go to hell with your fate!"