Chapter 411 Life and Death Are Impermanent

A few days ago, in the tomb.

Qin Feng finally made up his mind, took out the elixir in his hand, and fed the elixir in his hand into the mouth of the female disciple, but before the elixir in his hand could be fed in, another cough sounded suddenly from behind him stand up.

"Ahem~"

Qin Feng couldn't help but stare behind him when he heard the voice.

That was another disciple, who seemed to be wearing the disciple uniform of the Crane Sect, and was injured more seriously than the female disciple, but he did not pass out like that Bai Su, but opened his eyes wide, looking Looking at Qin Feng.

"Qin, head of Qin, save me, save me."

The disciple's voice sounded very weak, but Qin Feng could still hear clearly and knew what he was talking about.

Qin Feng glanced at the female disciple in his arms and then turned his head to look at the disciple of the Joint Practice Sect on the ground. For a moment, Qin Feng didn't know how to make a choice, whether to save this female disciple or the disciple of the Joint Practice Sect , he didn't know what to do.

If possible, he would definitely want to save both of them together, but both of them are so seriously injured that they are on the verge of death, and they cannot be saved by ordinary methods. Only the pill in his hand can save them. Medicine can save them.

However, there is only one such pill, and now there are two dying people, who should be saved, who should be abandoned, and how he can make a choice.

"Master Qin, I beg you, please help me. I will repay you in the future."

The disciple spoke again, he twisted his body, blood kept flowing from his wound, but he seemed to have lost his sense of it.

But Qin Feng still couldn't make a choice. No matter he chooses to save that person now, it means giving up another person. Although this does not mean that he is the murderer who killed that person, his conscience will always be in the grip of it. Guilt and self-blame.

After noticing the troubled expression on Qin Feng's face, the disciple vaguely understood something, half-opened his eyes and looked at Qin Feng and remained silent for a while.

"I know, the head is not omnipotent, right?"

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

Qin Feng remained silent and did not answer him, but to that disciple, he had already acquiesced.

"Okay, so can I ask you to do me another thing?"

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

Seeing this, the disciple showed a smile on his face, but his face had become a little pale, and his voice became smaller and smaller.

"Can you help kill me? It's really hard to be exhausted like this."

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

But Qin Feng was silent again. He naturally understands what this disciple means, and he has indeed killed many people in his life, but he has never attacked his friends and allies. If so, kill him.

"Would you like to see me suffer so much and die in agony that shed blood, or would you rather see me leave this world with a smile without enduring 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.

"sorry."

As Qin Feng said, as soon as he changed hands, the long sword appeared in his hand.

The moment he saw Qin Feng taking out the long sword, a smile appeared on the disciple's face.

"It doesn't matter, life and death are impermanent, no one can control it."

Then, Qin Feng's sword fell straight down, piercing the disciple's head.

At that moment, Qin Feng felt his own powerlessness for the first time, and felt his incompetence. He wished that he could do something other than kill this disciple.

(to be continued)