Pirates: Song of Misanthropy

The naval cemetery is full of cemeteries. There is neither the spooky nor the horror imagined. What is there is just bright and upright.

On a small hillside, a brand new cemetery appeared here a few days ago.

At this time, in front of the grave, a homeless man with a broken right arm, a messy body, and a beard full of stubble was leaning on the tombstone, drinking wine one gulp after another.

The homeless man's eyes had lost focus, his face was numb, like a dead person, he had only one instinct left, and that was to drink and drink.

He wants to numb himself, because only in this way can he make up for the mistakes he made.

"Drip...drip..." Unknowingly, the numb cheeks were already wet.

"Gudong... Gudong..." His face turned red, he couldn't help it, his throat felt hot, like a burning fire, and the wine spilled all over the floor.

"Wow... wow... wow..." It was like opening a floodgate, with tears streaming down his face. The big man lay on the ground and kept wailing.

"Why...why..." His head hit the ground hard, his face covered with tears, and his remaining left hand kept hitting the ground, and the heartbroken crying made people unable to help themselves. comfort.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault...I'm not a good master, not a good husband, and not a good father..."

Burying his head in the ground, the big man cried heartbreakingly, "Why are you still alive for a person like me? Why don't you die? Why don't you die..."

Heart throbbing, the only sound in the entire cemetery was the desperate voice of the big man.

"Pap...pap..." A burst of footsteps slowly stopped in front of the big man. Seeing the heart-rending cry of pain, he couldn't help but veins spread in his hands, and he knelt down heavily. on the ground.

His face was pale, he couldn't help it, tears ran down his cheeks, until now, Xuan Ye still couldn't believe that the little star who loved her and worshiped her would die.

His heart twitched and the pain was unbearable. Seeing the gentle and innocent smile on the tombstone, Xuan Ye couldn't bear it anymore, put his hands on the ground, and tears kept falling to the ground.

The pain was like someone digging out the heart and picking out the bones, the despair, the hatred made Xuan Ye's mind go blank.

"I don't believe this is true, I don't believe..."

Raising his head and roaring, Xuan Ye was like a desperate ghost, but the reality forced him to accept it.

Perhaps hearing Xuan Ye's cry, the big man who was lying on the ground raised his head, and what caught his eyes was the figure that had long since disappeared.

"Haha... I actually dreamed again..." There was still no light in his eyes. The big man only thought it was a dream because his disciple died a year ago.

Dead, all dead, disciples, wives, sons, students, all dead, but I am still alive.

"Ye, I'm sorry. I didn't protect you, your master, or your junior brother. All of this is the master's fault. Did you blame the master, so you came back to see me..."

"Don't worry, the master will come to accompany you soon!"

With a look of despair on his face, the big man has already developed a will to die. Perhaps for him, death is the only way.

Can't bear it, he really can't bear it, because his heart is dead and broken, and what is alive now is just a corpse without a soul.

"Master, I'm back!" His eyes were red and tears were streaming down his face. His loose hair was messy at this moment, and Xuan Ye was even more embarrassed because of the rush.

"I know, my favorite disciple is back, if you resent Master, then resent!" Still not believing it, Zefa's heart bleeds, thinking it was just a dream.

"Ye, do you know? Your junior wife and junior brother died in front of me, but I was powerless. When you died, I didn't even see you for the last time. All this is my fault, I don't What’s the use of knowing that I’m alive…”

"What should I do, what should I do..."

At a loss, Zefa cried and cried, the pain in his heart almost tore his heart and lungs.

"I shouldn't be alive anymore." Suddenly, Zefa's face turned grim, he raised his left hand, and a blur of color appeared on his face.

Hei, knocked hard on his head.

Obviously, he wants to know himself.

"Bang..." Xuan Ye stepped forward, with tears streaming down his face, and tightly grasped Zefa's left hand. Under the former's disbelieving gaze, he smiled, "Master, I'm still alive, and you still have me."

"Ye...impossible, this is impossible, you are already dead...you are already..."

As he talked, the dim eyes began to light up, and Zefa's eyes widened, and his only left hand nervously touched Xuan Ye's face, because he was afraid that this was a dream.

It was moist, but very warm. At that moment, Zefa's eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Alive... You're still alive..." Weeping with joy, Zefa hugged Xuan Ye tightly in his arms. Zefa cried heartbreakingly again as if he was dreaming.

"Yes, I'm still alive, I'm still alive." Also holding Zefa tightly, the two embraced and cried bitterly.

Ten minutes later, the master and apprentice fell silent in front of the grave.

"Master, tell me who killed Master Mistress and Junior Brother, even if it is in the remotest corners of the world, I will smash his body into thousands of pieces." Xuan Ye was full of hatred, and he couldn't wait to take revenge.

"Edward Weibull."

With the same hatred on his face, Zefa said the name firmly.

"Edward?" Xuan Ye's face was gloomy, his heart sank, but even so, he would not give up revenge.

"What's the relationship with Edward Newgate." His face was filled with murderous intent. Few people may know about Edward Newgate, but when it comes to his other name, there is no one who doesn't know him.

White Beard, currently the strongest Four Emperors in the New World, is known as the strongest man in the sea.

"He claims to be the son of Whitebeard, his face is five or six points similar, and the weapon he uses is also a childish knife."

"It's five or six points similar, I'm sure, I don't care if he has anything to do with White Beard or not, I will definitely not let him go!" His face was full of anger, Xuan Ye couldn't care less now, even if he was unreasonable , extreme, he will definitely not let the white beard go.

"Master, even Whitebeard can't keep you, why would my wife and junior brother..."

Finally, this is where Xuan Ye is most puzzled. You must know that even if Zefa's strength cannot compete with Whitebeard's, it is impossible for him to be so powerless. What's more, the opponent is just a pirate with no reputation.

"At that time, my strength was only four levels!" Heartbroken, Zefa regretted the past.

"What the hell is going on here!" Xuan Ye sullenly said.

"I'm poisoned." Clenching his fists tightly, Zefa's eyes were red.

"Poisoned!" With cold eyes, Xuan Ye began to doubt. "Master, you mean, on the warship, someone poisoned the food!"

You know, even if you go out, Zefa will take the third class of naval cadets with you, because you can experience it at the same time, that is to say, there are not only Zefa's family on the warship, but also thirty or forty students from the new era.

"En!" Nodding his head, Zefa said, "But all of them are dead, only the four of us are still alive."

"Four?"

"Me, Xiao Jin, Ain, and Binz, they are still in a coma now."

"they are?"

"My student." Said in a deep voice, Zefa said with certainty, "It can't be the two of them, because in the battle, if the two of them hadn't fought desperately, Xiao Jin and I might have died."

"By the way, my arm..." Reaching out to support the half-disappeared arm, Zefa gritted his teeth and said, "There is more than one murderer."

"Master, you mean there is another person besides Edward Weibull."

"Well, although I don't know who it is, I only noticed a silk thread at that time, and then I lost the feeling in my right hand."

"Silk thread!" Eyes wide open, Xuan Ye was furious, "The account on the Chambord Islands has not yet been settled, and he dared to come out. I think he has lived enough."

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