411: C411 Life and Death Are Unpredictable

C411 Life and Death Are Unpredictable

A few days ago, in the tomb.

Qin Feng finally made up his mind. He took out the Pill in his hand and fed it to the female disciple. However, before he could feed the Pill to the female disciple, another cough suddenly sounded behind him.

"Cough cough ~"

Qin Feng could not help but look behind him when he heard this sound.

It was another disciple. He was wearing the uniform of a disciple of Fairy Crane Sect. The injuries on his body were even more severe than that of a female disciple. However, he didn't faint like Bai Su. Instead, his eyes were wide open as he looked at Qin Feng.

"Sect... Sect Chief Qin, save me, save me."

That disciple's voice sounded weak, but Qin Feng could still hear it clearly. He knew what he was saying.

Qin Feng glanced at the female disciple in his arms and then turned to the Helian Sect disciple on the ground. Qin Feng didn't know what to choose. It was to save this female disciple. Or should he save the Helian Sect disciple? He didn't know what to do.

If he could, he would definitely want to save both of them. However, both of their injuries were so severe that they were on the verge of death. Ordinary methods would definitely not be able to save them. Only the Pill in his hand... Talent! He could save them.

However, there was only one Pill. And now, there were two people who were on the verge of death. Who should he save? Who should he give up? How could he make a choice?

"Chief Qin, I beg you, please save me. In the future, I will repay you even if I work as a horse."

The disciple spoke again. He twisted his body, and blood flowed out from his wounds. However, he seemed to have lost all feeling about it.

However, Qin Feng still couldn't make a choice, regardless of which one he chose to save. However, ___ still couldn't make a choice. It didn't mean that he had given up on the other person, even though it didn't mean that he was the one who killed the other person. However, his conscience would always be filled with guilt and self-blame.

When the disciple noticed the embarrassed look on Qin Feng's face, he vaguely understood something. He half-opened his eyes and looked at Qin Feng in silence for a while.

"I know. Sect Master isn't omnipotent, right?"

The disciple said faintly, his tone carrying a trace of despair.

Qin Feng remained silent and didn't answer him, but to the disciple, he had already tacitly agreed to it.

"Alright. Can I ask you for another favor?"

After a few seconds of silence, Qin Feng finally chose to nod at the disciple.

Seeing this, the disciple revealed a trace of a smile on his face. However, his face had already become somewhat pale, and his voice became softer and softer.

"Can you help me kill me? It's really very uncomfortable to waste time like this. "

After saying that, the disciple looked at Qin Feng, waiting for his reply.

However, Qin Feng remained silent once again. He naturally understood what this disciple meant, and he had indeed killed many people in his life. However, he had never attacked his friends and allies, even though he was not familiar with this disciple. However, he could not kill him just because of one sentence.

"Are you willing to watch me suffer all kinds of torture, die from the pain of bleeding my blood, or do you want to watch me leave this world with a smile without suffering too much pain?"

The disciple spoke again, waiting for Qin Feng's reply.

After a long silence, Qin Feng slowly stood up and walked in front of the disciple.

"I'm sorry."

After saying that, Qin Feng turned his hand and the Longsword appeared in his hand.

The moment he saw Qin Feng take out the Longsword, a smile appeared on the disciple's face.

"It doesn't matter. Life and death are unpredictable. No one can control it."

Then, Qin Feng's sword fell straight down and pierced through the disciple's head.1

At that moment, Qin Feng felt powerless for the first time. He felt his own incompetence. He hoped that he could do something else besides killing this disciple.

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