The world's medical concubine wants to divorce

Chapter 635 Master's Compromise

The power of one person can make a strong wind blow, and the power of one person can overturn a huge roof. This kind of ability makes everyone present amazed.

Song Yunli was trembling with his hand wrapped around his foot, forgetting that he only needed to use his own strength, and everyone present would be doomed.

"You Taoist priest is always meddling in other people's business. I really hate it. Since you are here, let's die with these people. With you as my back, I will die a worthy death." Song Yunli's heart was full of despair, but the words he said But full of air, as if he really got a big deal.

"Song Yunli, you have done too many wrong things these years, stop being obsessed with your obsession, otherwise, let alone the poor will not forgive you, even the heavens will not forgive you."

"I know your abilities best. You can't do anything to me at all, so you don't have to put on an act in front of me." Song Yunli said this with a guilty conscience. Back then, he fooled the Taoist priest and made him soft-hearted and taught himself some things. What he thought was invincible in the world may be just a drop in the bucket in the eyes of Taoists.

"The only thing I can't defeat you is viciousness, insidiousness and cunning. I'm here today to tell you that your tricks will never succeed." The Taoist didn't care about Song Yunli's anger at all. When he spoke, his voice was light, like gossip Homely.

"Master, he has a plague virus in his hands, if it happens randomly..." Song Yunqian couldn't help but reminded, now they don't care about their own lives, but if the virus spreads, the people will suffer.

"Chonglou should have saved a pill. There is warm blood in that pill, so it can save all people. Therefore, the plague is not as difficult to solve as you think. His threat is not worth mentioning." The Taoist kindly reminded the nervous The inexplicable Song Yunqian.

As soon as his words fell, Song Yunli's face changed, and the previous pride disappeared in an instant. The magic weapon he thought could make everyone submit suddenly became worthless.

"Song Yunli, Pindao didn't want to talk too much with you, but seeing you in such a situation, I still couldn't help but tell you that if you want to become the king of a country, you must do the things of a gentleman, put the people first, and play with people's hearts. Conspiracies and tricks have never been the right way in the world, so you have lost so thoroughly."

Song Yunli looked at the Taoist priest, and the smile on his face became ferocious.

"So what, even if this virus is useless, I will cause Song Yunqian a heavy loss. We are evenly matched. As he said, we both lost. He can't even keep his own woman. So what if he has the world? What is waiting for him is Eternal loneliness." Song Yunli's face was still smug, as if as long as Song Yunqian suffered heavy losses, he would not lose.

Song Yunli's words, what Song Yunqian said before, Song Yunli was unwilling to admit it before, but now it has become the only salvation in his heart.

At least, it wasn't a terrible loss.

"Your biggest mistake is that you shouldn't have poisoned Wen Yi. She is the reincarnation of a miracle doctor, and she was born to save all people. If you hurt her life, you will damage your fortune. This is retribution." Taoist priest When talking about Wen Yi, there was still regret on his face. For the sake of warming the good and the bad, and inheriting the Golden Needle Technique, he did not hesitate to reveal the secrets and violate the rules of the sky, but all of this was eventually destroyed by Song Yunli.

He exhausted his practice, but was destroyed by villains, no matter what the way of heaven, he would never forgive him.

"I'm also a prince. Why can his father kill my father and keep the royal blood? Why can't I become the king of a dynasty? Since the law of heaven is unfair, I can only rely on myself to seek justice from heaven." The unwillingness in my heart erupted like a volcano in despair, and the strong resentment made everyone around me fearful.

"The fault is that your methods are not open enough. Therefore, you deserve the punishment of God." Wen Yi's master waved his sleeves again as he spoke, and the hall was suddenly gusty. The sun that was originally high in the sky suddenly disappeared. Shrouded by dark clouds, the sky was gloomy for a while, as if entering a boundless and dark night.

Just when everyone was amazed by the ability of the Taoist priest in their hearts, several lightning bolts suddenly flashed in the sky, followed by bursts of thunder.

Everyone looked at the gloomy sky in amazement, but they didn't expect that the person who was shouting just now had been struck by a thunderbolt, and he stood enchantingly in the hall, but his face was already black and gray.

When everyone recovered from the lightning and thunder, they realized that Song Yunli was already dead.

Killed by lightning.

There are rumors in the world that only those who have committed the most heinous crimes and have been condemned by heaven will be struck by lightning and die.

But there are too few ways to die like this in the world, especially not long ago when Song Yunli was still shouting loudly, all this happened too fast, they haven't reacted yet.

When everyone recovered from the shock, there was only a sigh left in their hearts.

Song Yunli had been seeking for the supreme throne all his life, and finally died on the edge of this throne, one step away, but it was already the end point that Zeng Sheng could never reach again.

However, he did a lot of evil, and he deserved this ending.

Song Yunqian was the first to recover from the shock. He walked up to the Taoist priest and called softly, "Master."

"I can't do what you ask for. If I could do it, I would have done it long ago." The Taoist naturally understood what Song Yunqian asked for, but he had already done things for Wen Yi time and time again to change his fate against the heavens, and because of this, he had already done it. Breaking the rules of heaven, now, there is really no other way.

"I don't ask Master to save Wen Yi. Since Master can bring the dead back to life, can I be exchanged with him? Every time she is in danger, it is because of me. Exchange my life for hers, so that she can live well, please You." The emperor, who had always been aloof, slowly knelt down in front of the Taoist priest, speaking sincerely.

The Taoist priest looked at Song Yunqian, sighed after a long time, and said helplessly: "I really owe you all."

Song Yunqian understood, he compromised.

"Thank you, master. If you can, I beg you to erase Wen Yi's memory so that she can forget about me and have a safe and smooth life." Song Yunqian said softly, his eyes were full of grief. If he had a choice, he hoped that Wen Yi could be with her. He lives happily together, but now, if only one of the two can survive, he hopes it will be Wen Yi, but don't have his own memory, otherwise, he knows best what kind of torture it will be. Three years passed and five years passed.

He didn't want to let Wen Yi live through such a tormenting day.

Wen Yi hadn't lived a few days of peace and prosperity since meeting her, so if she was destined to never appear in his life again, then let her forget about herself.

Wen Yi's master quietly looked at the man in front of him. The affection and sadness in his eyes could not be faked. It was at this moment that he suddenly understood why Wen Yi could fulfill this man's ideals and goals even at the expense of her own life. ambition.

(End of this chapter)