Chapter 411

A few days ago, in the grave.

Qin Feng finally made up his mind, took out the pill in his hand, and fed it into the female disciple's mouth, but before the pill could be fed in his hand, another cough suddenly rang behind him.

"Keke ~"

Qin Feng couldn't help but look behind him.

That's another disciple. He seems to be wearing the disciple's clothes of Xianhe gate. The injury on his body is more serious than that on his female disciple. However, he didn't faint like Bai Su, but he looked at Qin Feng with his eyes wide open.

"Qin, leader Qin, help me, help me."

That disciple's voice sounds weak, but Qin Feng can still hear clearly and know what he is talking about.

Qin Feng looks at the female disciple in his arms and then turns to the disciple of he lianzong on the ground. For a moment, Qin Feng doesn't know how to choose. He doesn't know how to save the female disciple or the disciple of he lianzong.

If he can, he must want to save both of them together, but both of them are so injured that they are on the verge of dying. They can't be saved by ordinary methods. Only the pill in his hand can save them.

However, there is only one pill, but now there are two dying people, who to save, who to give up, and how to make a choice.

"Headmaster Qin, please, help me. I will repay you for my work."

The disciple said again, he wriggled his body and blood flowed from his wound, but he seemed to have lost his feeling about it.

But Qin Feng still can't make a choice. Whether he chooses to save that person now, it means that he gives up another person. Although it doesn't mean that he is the murderer of that person, his conscience will always be in guilt and remorse.

The disciple noticed that after Qin Feng's face was discolored, he also understood something vaguely. He half opened his eyes and watched Qin Feng's silence.

"I see. The leader is not omnipotent, is he?"

The disciple said lightly, with a trace of despair in his tone.

Qin Feng was silent and didn't answer him, but for the disciple, he had already acquiesced.

"Well, can I ask you to help me with something else?"

After a few seconds of silence, Qin Feng finally nodded to the disciple.

When I saw it, there was a smile on my face, but my face was getting pale and my voice was getting smaller.

"Can you help kill me. It's really hard to wear it like this. "

After that, the disciple looked at Qin Feng and waited for his reply.

But Qin Feng is silent again. Naturally, he understood the meaning of this disciple, and he did kill many people in his life, but he had not yet dealt with his friends and allies. Even if he was not familiar with this disciple, he could not kill him for one word.

"Would you like to see me die from suffering and bleeding, or would you like to see me leave the world with a smile without suffering too much?"

The disciple spoke again and waited for Qin Feng's reply.

After a long silence, Qin Feng slowly stood up and walked to the disciple.

"I'm sorry."

Qin Feng said, a turn, long sword will appear in his hands.

At the moment when Qin Feng took out the sword, the disciple's face showed a smile.

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

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

At that moment, Qin Feng felt his impotence for the first time. He wished he could do something else besides killing this disciple.