shock!The big sister is crazy to criticize the villain

The antler became excited instantly, and the pupils of his eyes gradually turned red.

Even though I told myself many times in my heart that it was just a death, there was no need to take it so seriously, but when I looked back and saw the still immature faces of those little monsters, I couldn't help feeling sad and powerless.

As the patriarch, he couldn't even protect them, and he even talked about leading the entire village.

Ke Yun lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Why didn't he think so.

He has been cowardly for so many years, escaped for so long, and the people he killed have suffered a lot of grievances along with him, but now he can't even protect their lives.

What kind of young master is he?

It's just trash.

If you can't even protect your own life, how can you protect them.

He pulled his lips lightly, smiling sarcasticly.

"Then what do you think we can do?"

He suddenly raised his head, his eyes were not as calm as they looked on the surface, and his pupils were bloodshot.

"We... can't do anything."

The voice suddenly became hoarse.

He took a deep breath and smiled bitterly: "We can't break free at all, are we?"

Antler's voice stopped abruptly.

A deep sense of powerlessness suddenly spread throughout his body.

If they still have demon power, wouldn't they be reduced to the present situation?

If we had recognized the reality from the beginning, escorted these little monsters away, and preserved the last batch of blood in the village, would the result be different?

Antler suddenly became confused, his pupils became dilated and lost focus.

They are really too weak, so weak that even a snail monster can't beat them without a weapon in their hands.

Since being exiled here, they have been decadent and depressed, and have been deserted for too long. In these years, they have nothing but fighting each other for territory.

The current predicament is also the result of their neglect for so many years.

Antler closed his eyes in despair.

He didn't dare to look up, for fear of seeing the eyes of other monsters begging for survival.

I am even more afraid of seeing the resentment and hatred towards myself in their eyes.

He did not fulfill the responsibility of a patriarch.

"My lord, you don't need to blame yourself." Suddenly, a little demon stood up, "A scholar can be killed but not humiliated. Although we are afraid, we are not the kind of people who are greedy for life and afraid of death."

"Instead of being thrown into that formation as a sacrifice by them, it's better for us to kill ourselves. In short, we must not take advantage of them!"

His eyes were firm, full of death-like resentment.

"Yes, a soldier can be killed but not humiliated!"

"Scholars can be killed but not humiliated!"

"Isn't it just death? There's nothing to be afraid of! Even if we die, we can't take advantage of them!"

The pupils of all the monsters were scarlet, and they all became excited.

They cannot decide their own life, but they must always hold death in their own hands.

Enough suffering has been suffered in this life, and now even the last bit of value has to be squeezed dry, they have had enough!

Scholars can be killed and cannot be humiliated, so why do they take advantage of those humans?

Even if they die, they will die by their own hands.

Seeing all the monsters with resolute eyes, looking death at home, Lu Antler froze in place, his eyes were reddish, and he could not shed tears.

"It's my velvet, I'm sorry for you."

He suddenly laughed, relieved in his heart, and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Taking a deep breath, his eyes were firm, and when he looked up again, his face seemed to be a little more determined: "Okay, a soldier can be killed but not humiliated."

"Even if we can't control our own lives, we can't take advantage of those people."

"Even if you want to die, you will die by your own hands!"

When he said the last sentence, his voice was loud, his eyes were sharp, and he had already made up his mind.

Although their dignity had already been torn to pieces on the day they were exiled.

But at least in the end, let them save the last face.