Vol 14 Chapter 196: Jing Ke committed suicide (1)

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"Are you a bad person?"
Chitaki's clear and clear words are simple and elegant. It is clearly a naive little girl, with puzzlements.
But listening in Jing Ke's ears, not less than thunder and lightning!
He is a bad guy! ?
Jing Ke was shaken!
From the most fundamental and deepest heart, shaken!
Bad guy, is he a bad guy?
The little girl said he was a bad guy! ?
All he did was just to resist the rule of the Holy Church, for his own dream, but also for the people of the world! But now, Jing Ke really can't refute the girl's words.
Children's words are taboo, but children's words are also the most authentic. The innocent girl, who looked only 12 years old, asked this question, and Jing Ke was shaken.
The sunflower sword slowly fell, and the sword awn gradually dimmed.
In any case, this sword cannot be pierced.
"I'm not a bad guy, I'm not, no ... I'm not ... you, you are shaking me, you ... you ... I'm not a bad guy, no ... I just want ... just ... just ..."
Jing Ke walked along the spit, sweat sweating on his forehead, struggling fiercely in his heart.
Occasionally looking at the saints on the opposite side, the ethereal and holy, dust-free, as if they were fairies. Jing Ke, there is an illusion of being purified!
So holy.
So clear.
Those impeccable eyes seemed to be able to penetrate all filth. The girl itself is the most bright and pure existence. She is like a pure white flawless lotus, blooming lightly.
This is a temperament like a fairy, a great compassion like a bodhisattva.
In Jing Ke's heart, a strong and pious admiration rose up ...
"I, I didn't want to kill them. But ... but there must be sacrifices. Today's sacrifices are for the good of tomorrow. I ... I have no choice. Some things, even bad things, have to be done."
Jing Ke. Murmured.
It seems to be defending himself, but the deeper voice shows that Jing Ke's heart has been shaken. Jing Ke bowed his head and dared not look at Qianlong, like a mortal covering his ugliness in front of a god.
"such."
Chitaki ’s clear, fairy-like voice drifted slowly,
However, these dead people, what do they do ... Everyone has their own relatives, parents, children, siblings, friends, ideals, everything they have Everything is ruined because of you. "
"They are innocent."
"They all died to protect me. I also have a responsibility."
"It's my fault not to protect them well ..."
"I…"
Jing Ke couldn't see what the appearance of Qingcheng covered by Qianlong gauze was.
But those clear and holy eyes are now a bit rosy, and a little teardrop is coming out of it, it seems to be sad for their weakness ...
Such a pure and exquisite little girl, even if it reveals a little bit of sadness, makes people feel heartache, but now, Qiantong actually cried!
Jing Ke's hand was shaking and shaking, the sunflower sword, could not catch it. With a bang, it fell to the ground ...
What is she crying for!
She did nothing wrong!
It ’s you who is wrong! Jing Ke shouted loudly in his heart!
Qianlong didn't look at Jing Ke, as if he didn't care about Jing Ke's sting at all. The white and jade-like hands slowly closed to the chest. The right hand wrapped the left hand, as if praying ...
The tears in the corners of Chitaki's eyes are clear and peaceful ...
Praying sadly, while meditation ...
A ray of white, warm, broad, as if on the side of the gods emerged from Qianlong's body. The fallen guards also showed a faint light on their bodies ...
The light enveloped the whole street, the sacred words fluttered in everyone's ears ...
"May your future life be happy."
"May there be no more fighting in the world."
"May my prayers bring you a trace of warmth."
"May the world be joyful, wholehearted, and never jealous, hatred, impulsive, selfish ..."
"..."
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The light is getting stronger.
This street in Xianyang City was shrouded in holy light. The souls of those who have died are one by one, and the sacred scenes have made all people have great respect ...
The believers knelt prayerfully and choked silently.
This is their saint, the saint of saints.
No one knows better than these people how good the saint is.
It is so kind that even unrelated people die, weeping because of it.
People in Xianyang City worship the saint, not because of the saint, but the saint. The virgin is the kindest person in the world. Such a virgin, even if they are to give their lives, they are willing ...
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After a while, the light dissipated.
I do n’t know when the Lunjia of the virgin has reached a kilometer away. The people of Yin and Yang and the snare guard the virgin layer by layer, pious and serious.
Several people who wanted to come up to kill Jing Ke were also stopped by Qianlong.
Along the way, countless people kneeled and shouted ...
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"You are too murderous and your sins are deep. From now on, it is better to kill less people. The people you kill are more painful than you."
A distant voice came from Qianlong.
Still naive, clear and kind.
Jing Ke stood stunned for a while, at a loss. He was assassinated by himself, but he was rescued by this little girl ...
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"I, really ... a bad guy? Ha ha ... ha ha ... ha ha ha ... I actually killed so many people ... I ... I ... I ... what's the point of me living ... ''
Jing Ke suddenly pulled out the sunflower sword and snorted!
Jianguang flicked his throat, Jing Ke fell into the pool of blood ...
In front of Chitaki ’s incomparable holy, kind and clear image, Jing Ke no longer has a face to live on. After comparing the godly kindness with his own dirty, Jing Ke found that there is no second way to forgive himself except death …