"Wait! The old man is willing to exchange all the things in the Jian Tong family! Please let the old man make a living!"

Seeing that it was impossible for him to break free of the steel chains, Jian Tong dirty inkstone pleaded with no dignity.

"Whether it is the Holy Grail War or anything else, as long as the old man survives, he will definitely help you achieve it! Please..."

Then, it couldn't tell.

The black dark matter has carved a gloomy face on its worms, and the nightmare plundering ability is playing a role. Jian Tong’s dirty inkstone is horrified to discover that all his magic knowledge is like ice melting in the water. A little bit, disappeared from its mind.

"I said it earlier, there are a lot of things that have killed you."

Rope frowned deeply as he spoke, and suddenly squatted down as if holding his chest in a nauseous manner.

"Master?"

Di Lu Muduo saw the strangeness of his lord, and came to him with concern, and carefully supported Rope.

"Are you okay?"

"It's okay... Five hundred years of magic knowledge... It's a little overwhelming..."

He spit out words arduously, and Luo Pei's mind kept popping up with all kinds of complicated magic, exquisite skills, and some long-lost forbidden techniques.

It's too big.

It was so huge that Rope couldn't bear it.

Fortunately, it was just ‘uncomfortable’, and there was no substantial physical trauma. The madness of **** is still trustworthy.

"What did you do... old man's memory... old man's memory..."

Jian Tong's dirty inkstone became weaker and weaker until it disappeared.

Without the magic, he was unable to maintain his soul, and was slowly assimilated by the insect's instinct.

Maybe in a few days, he will become a bug completely.

But Rope didn't intend to let him go just like that.

"It's time for your sinful life to come to an end, Jian Tong dirty inkstone."

After Luo Pei waited for himself to get better, he drove the crazy hell, and slowly trampled on Jian Tong's dirty inkstone to death.

Accompanied by a crackling sound, the great magician named Jiantong Dirty Inkstone, after struggling for five hundred years, finally ushered in the death that best suits him at this time——

Trampled to death like a bug.

"Lancer, destroy this place."

"Yes!"

After giving an order, Rope clutched his head and walked out of the wormhole that exuded an unpleasant smell without looking back.

As he passed the basement door, Rope squatted down and smiled at Sakura, who was in fear.

"Let's go, your nightmare is over."

With that, he picked Sakura up and left the nightmare that brought her to her, almost ruining her future **** place in the original book.

The Jiatong family conquest was completely over.

Chapter 31 After the Event

When Luo Pei walked out of Jian Tong's house holding Sakura, he found Jian Tong Yanye covered in blood under a tree.

He was panting and panting violently, with blue veins all over his body, blood dripping from his ears and nose, and the riot of the engraving insect when it was attacked by the dirty inkstone of the Tongtong, seemed to have brought him a lot of pain.

But even so, when he saw the little purple-haired girl in Luo Pei's arms, he still struggled and came here.

"Great... Sakura, it's great that you're okay..."

There were tears in his blind eyes, and he wanted to reach out to touch Sakura's head, but he hesitated to collect it halfway through, worrying that the blood on his body would stain Sakura.

"It's a shame that you can stand it, Yan Ye."

Luo Pei put Sakura down, then walked to Yan Ye's side to support him.

"Thanks to your magic, I didn't get sucked up by bugs and died."

"Ashamed, I am also worried that you will not be able to hold on to do such a backhand." Luo Pei said with erratic eyes.

Yan Ye gave a wry smile and gently pressed his still shaking palm.

"You have to hold on. If you can't hold on, it's trampling on my wish. It doesn't matter even if it takes my life for this."

He glanced at Ying again, tenderness in his terrifying eyes. "Fortunately, Ying has been rescued, so I am willing to die even if I die."

Rope couldn't help feeling emotional when he saw this scene.

It is really rare to be a human being for the sake of Jian Tong Yanye, and he is almost a copy of Shiro Wei Gong, living purely for others, even his own life is not hesitated.

——It's just that no one understands it.

Whether it was Tosaka Aoi or the ravaged Sakura in the original work, in the end, they didn't understand Ma Tong Yanye. One regarded him as the culprit for destroying his family, and the other regarded him as a sample of disobedience to the dirty inkstone.

Compared to the life winner of Shiro Wimiya, the good old man can be described as extremely miserable.

However, I am afraid that there is also Yan Ye's own pot, such as excessive self-consciousness...

"That's why I said that the Five Wars are basically playing house..." Rope underestimated.

"Rope?"

"nothing."

Luo Pei looked upright and asked Jian Tong Yanye.

"What are you going to do next?"

"I?"

Jian Tong Yanye struggled with a grinning smile.

"There is one more thing I must do, only that man-Tosaka Tokino I cannot forgive! Trample Aoi's happiness and push Sakura to hell, no matter what the reason, he should die!"

A strong murderous aura exuded from him, so Sakura shrank and hid behind Luo Pei, tightly pulling the corner of his clothes.

"I support your idea... but you wouldn't just rush to Tosaka's house to find Shichengang to be positive, right?"