History’s Strongest Senior Brother - 287. Chapter 280 279. People who return from hell (3 more seeking monthly subscription)

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Like Zhang Yao, Ye Chongzhou and others who were captured by Liu Shengfeng, these Guangchengshan warriors have obviously suffered persecution and torture.

The other party intends to force them into despair, hatred, fear, and anger. They are unable to extricate themselves. Eventually, they lose their minds. Under the influence of the Nine Nether breath, they quickly breed demon thoughts, and even fall to the devil.

As for those Jue Yuan martial artists, there are high and low levels of cultivation, but five of them are especially concerned about Yan Zhaoge and others.

Between the five people’s breath, the breath was thunderous, the acupuncture orifices vibrated as if there was a god, and the qi was full of spirituality but returned to the basics, and they were obviously great masters.

The five great masters and martial artists have different levels of cultivation. Among them, the white-haired old man, Yan Zhaoge and Xu Fei recognize, but is a great master of the late Yunling realm from Guangcheng Mountain.

It’s just that the old man’s eyes turned yellow, his eyes shot blood, and he had clearly fallen into the devil.

However, the person who attracted the attention of Yan Zhaoge and Xu Fei was always the person beside the white-haired old man.

The masked man who had fought with them.

The sights of several other Great Masters of Jueyuan were also watching Yan Zhaoge, Xu Fei and Ahu.

Only the person who was covered in the black robe suddenly raised his head, his eyes burning, looking at the stone iron on the golden tower that was fighting with Sima Chu.

His entire face was concealed under the mask, except for his two yellowed eyes that radiated dazzling blood.

Although the stone and iron on the golden tower suppressed the golden tower while fighting against Sima Chui, he always watched and listened to all directions.

The arrival of the following group of people could not escape his eyes.

Looking at the masked warrior, staring at the pair of eyes that seemed to be burning, Shi Tie was always firm, and Gu Jing Wubo’s eyes flashed suddenly.

On the side of Jue Yuan, the white-haired old man looked at Yan Zhaoge and others.

The other Jueyuan martial artists also watched Yan Zhaoge, Xu Fei and Ahu on guard.

The captured Guangcheng warriors, seeing Yan Zhaoge and Shi Tie and others, their faces regained their spirits.

After Yan Zhaoge glanced at the white-haired old man, his eyes fell on the man wearing the mask again.

Staring at each other, Yan Zhaoge slowly said: “Change to a new mask?”

“But it doesn’t make much sense. What you should see has already been seen in that foreign space.”

Yan Zhaoge sighed, “Is it Brother Shi Songtao Shi? Although I hope you can return safely, I really didn’t expect it to be in this way.”

The warrior wearing the mask finally retracted his gaze at Shi Tie, looked at Yan Zhaoge, and said nothing.

Yan Zhaoge shook his head: “Do you think I was scamming you? Even if you were not sure before, you just stared at the gaze of the master, it has already explained everything.”

Xu Fei on the side looked at the mask on the other party’s face, and his eyes could not help showing sadness.

Yan Zhaoge said quietly: “If I guessed correctly, you don’t use the original martial arts. Actually, you don’t worry that we will see your identity, but because you dislike Guangcheng Mountain and the martial arts taught to you by masters and uncles. Learn, so deliberately abandon it instead of using it.”

“You use a mask to cover your face. Of course, you don’t want to be recognized, but you don’t want others to mention it again. You used to be a disciple of Guangcheng and the son of a master.”

Yan Zhaoge’s tone is complicated: “You hate being mentioned in the past, not ashamed or shameless.”

All the Jue Yuan martial artists present also had different expressions after hearing the words, and their eyes showed obvious shock.

The white-haired old man turned his head and looked at the person next to him, with a strange expression: “You… Are you Song Tao, Shi Tie’s son? You weren’t…”

The masked warrior was still silent, but looked at Yan Zhaoge’s line of sight, a little more angry.

Yan Zhaoge sighed: “Since the identity has been revealed, why continue to wear that mask? In your own heart, you are not faceless to see people.”

The black mask was finally taken off, revealing a familiar but unfamiliar face to Yan Zhaoge and others.

It was a young man who seemed to be in his early thirties.

The facial features are almost 90% similar to Shi Tie, as if they were carved out of a mold.

Xu Fei’s mouth was full of bitterness, almost squeezing out three words from his teeth: “Shi, brother, brother!”

This great master who almost assassinated Xu Fei in the Qingzhe Lake Demon Realm Array is indeed the son of Shi Tie who has been missing for many years, Shi Songtao, the former genius of Guangcheng Mountain!

In midair, Shi Tie slammed Sima Chu back with a punch, his eyes fell on Shi Songtao, unable to move away for a long time.

Shi Songtao, who took off the mask, no longer minded whether his voice would be recognized by others, and finally said: “Long time no see, don’t come without a problem, I’m back from hell.”

A simple greeting made Yan Zhaoge and the others cold.

The resentment and coldness contained in the plain tone seemed to be carved into the bone.

Xu Fei said with difficulty: “Senior Brother Shi, have you been in Jueyuan all these years? They saved you back then?”

Shi Songtao nodded faintly: “Or else, is it you?”

He looked up at the stone iron on the golden tower: “Is it him?”

Shi Tie stepped into the void, and the whole person seemed to become a stone statue, standing still.

“Junior Brother Xu, what do you want to say? I want to say, your master, my father, there were compelling difficulties at the beginning?” Shi Songtao’s tone was very indifferent, which made people feel chill from the bone: “Everyone has difficulties, but not It means that other people can understand and accept it.”

Shi Songtao looked up at Shi Tie: “He chose to protect the interests of Guangcheng Mountain, choose to take care of the majority of people, and made a trade-off at the expense of me.”

“Sacrifice me, just sacrifice me.”

Shi Songtao said lightly: “If it’s just that, I don’t actually hate him. If he gave birth to me, I will take this life back to him.”

“But it’s not just me who was sacrificed!”

Shi Songtao’s tone finally fluctuated, and the yellowed pupils were full of blood, as if flames were burning: “My wife, my son, have also been sacrificed together!”

“Yuzhen, my wife, she is not a disciple of Guangcheng, just because she married me, because she is your daughter-in-law of Shitie, she has to sacrifice for Guangcheng Mountain?”

“Jun’er, he was only three years old that year, a child who was ignorant and ignorant, would he also lose his life for this?”

Shi Songtao stared at Shi Tie: “There are some questions, I have always wanted to ask you.”

“If the victim is another Guangcheng disciple who can save us while safeguarding the interests of the sect, which one would you choose?”

“If two people are killed, one is the other Guangcheng disciples, and the other is our family of three, which one do you choose?”

Shi Tie’s face was expressionless, like a statue, but a deep voice echoed in the air: “It has nothing to do with who it is.”

When Shi Songtao heard the words, he laughed: “Sure enough, it’s your answer.”

“In your heart, the whole is more important than the individual, the majority is more important than the minority, and the responsibility for the teacher is above the personal emotion.”

As Shi Songtao was talking, he suddenly stepped out: “Then, now you try to make another choice.”