[Thunderbolt] By asking why the world came

Taking you down is also a kind of conquest. "The figure moved halfway, and Luo Hou took a step closer, scrutinizing Legend of Qianye carefully, without any pressure: "It's a pity, since you have surrendered to me, what is the strong, I can no longer ask the answer from you."

"I don't think it's easy to deal with the tyrants in the legendary history." Qianye turned around, avoiding his eyes, and continued without changing his courage: "Frankly speaking to Lord Wu, although Qianye is not sincerely convinced, but very curious, Lord Wu Rahu once fell, and now he is reborn in this world, such an extraordinary encounter, I wish I had persisted."

"Persist?" Luo Hou closed his eyes, his voice could not guess the emotion: "History, how much trust do you have in history?"

"I believe in what I see with my own eyes." Chiba Legend said: "I have read many books in the past, and I only have one impression. Famous people in history are fine if they become famous, but more people are often destroyed by slander. And prejudice, which is right and which is wrong, it is difficult to determine. History is just a pen in the hands of a historian, subject to the era and who is in power, and write the historical view of that era.”

"But you also believe it, don't you?" Luo Hou looked up at the snow and said coldly, "There are rumors in the martial arts that Wulord Luo Hou will bring war and slaughter, and indeed, I will bring you historical proof."

"The victims are all there, I have to believe that the Japanese blind people are also forced to surrender, how can it be voluntary?" Chiba Legend willingly risked the danger of offending Ni Lin, and changed his language: "Only when troubled times come, everyone needs heroes; Once in the world of Jingping, heroes can only lose their meaning on the battlefield, and are forced to withdraw silently in history, allowing the world to sing the beauty of prosperous times. From then on, heroes are no longer heroes, only loneliness is left, and only revival Only the flames of war can show the value of existence, and this is why you are fighting?"

Luo Hou was silent, and said in a low voice: "If killing one more person can prove the significance of the battlefield, then I am very willing!"

As soon as the words fell, a fierce aura suddenly filled him, and Legend of Qianye couldn't help taking a deep breath.

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In the Heavenly Capital Hall, Huang Quan continued, looking at the piercing eyes of the sky, "You concealed it very well, unless you are a sensitive person, you wouldn't be able to see it."

"Then why do you restrain yourself?" Helplessly forgetting, you can only hide the deep pain in your heart.Asking each other in the sky, he also smelled that sensitivity.

"To tell you the truth, I joined Tian to challenge Luo Hou. If you want to kill someone, you must first understand someone." Huang Quan had a deep expression on his face, and his rebellious figure was somewhat desolate: " However, after I entered Tiandu and consulted the history books of Tiandu, I realized that Luo Hou is very interesting."

Changkong said without any hesitation: "Everyone in the martial arts world says he is a tyrant, what's so strange?"

"Ha, the facts seen by one pair of eyes, and the facts witnessed by many eyes, which one is right and which one is wrong?" Huang Quan's voice suddenly became serious, as if he was suppressing some emotions: "In this world, there are many, not many. It must be right; less is not necessarily wrong, right and wrong, good and evil, who do you think has the final say? And who can convict?”

"A factual evaluation lies in understanding, and you can prove it yourself." Chang Kong said.

"I've seen it with my own eyes, but I can't believe it. I just discovered that there are more things that can't be settled by seeing it with my own eyes."

"You want to decide, but you can't." Chang Kong pointed out the contradiction.Just like he did to the Son of the Sun, too many things ran counter to what he wanted, but he couldn't choose to deviate from it.Is there not a thin line between hope and despair?

"Hahaha..." Huang Quan suddenly touched his forehead with one hand, and laughed like a maniac, the laughter was lonely and sad: "Yeah, I can't decide, I can't change! But no matter what the facts are, I just want to be loyal Myself. What should be repaid, what should be repaid, and everything is indispensable!" In Huang Quan's eyes, there is a kind of persistence:

"Before I kill him, he can't die, he can only die by my hands!"

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"Killing people depends on who they kill." With a sharp blade, the strength of the blade surface needs to be probed, Chiba Legend responded without fear, speculating on Luo Hou's thoughts.He vaguely knew that the war that Rahu wanted was just a cover-up, as for the cover-up, he couldn't understand it.

"Killing, there is no distinction between high and low; on the battlefield, every human life is the same, life and death are up to fate." Luo Hou restrained his murderous aura, slowly raised his head, looked towards the sky and said: "You have not experienced history, you can't understand it war."

"Wu Jun, even a person without history has the ability to judge." Qianye secretly smiled, maybe she didn't feel wrong about her natural blankness in the past. "Life needs experience, but it also needs wisdom."

"Ha." Luo Hou said noncommittally, "Then tell me again, from your point of view, what is good and evil?"

"Ordinary people say that good will be rewarded with good, and evil will be rewarded with evil. Does Mr. Wu believe it?"

Luo Hou seemed to be sneering: "The so-called reciprocity between good and evil is just a self-deceiving comfort. What is good and what is evil? If more people can be saved by means, but a small number of people must be sacrificed to save everyone." Some people, can he be considered evil?"

"Conversely," Legend of Chiba continued naturally, "Can it be called kindness to exchange the lives of a few people with kindness, but at the cost of more lives?"

"People in the world are ignorant, and often bow their heads and praise because of Xiaoren, but forget that a bigger crisis lies behind." Luo Hou said.

"From the perspective of the result, the evil in the world's population is the great good. Therefore, the boundary between good and evil is unclear." Chiba Legend has realized a lot: "Facing this kind of crowd, the Qing people want to clean themselves up, but rumors and slander often It is enough to kill people, but it is not easy to be transcendent.”

"The world will always remember, only Xiaoshan and Xiaoren, because they tasted the sweetness at the moment, they forgot the danger, and betrayed their conscience one after another. In the end, the real kindness is often subject to inhuman criticism. Ha, This is the world, this is history!"

"Wu Jun can see clearly, Qianye doesn't need to say more. But your challenge will never be less." Qianye looked at the hexagonal icicle in the air, it was so transparent that it seemed to be fragile, but it was the reality in front of him, as if feeling special For contradiction.

"Then you are now talking to a famous tyrant in history. If you want to be in danger, you can have danger at any time." Luo Hou suddenly changed his composure, and faced him aggressively: "Why don't you challenge? I am used to betrayal and war, as long as I can To prove my authority, to prove the so-called history, I am willing to accept the challenge."

"Wu Jun has put a lot of effort into me, and I can't challenge it." Chiba said coldly.

"You are a proud person who needs to be tamed, and I can't take it off for you." Luo Hou snorted coldly, his amber pupils flickered with loneliness: "I believe you have a way to challenge me and satisfy me .Now, I just need the flames of war to let everyone confirm the facts again. Smart as you, you should know what to do."

"Wu Jun, although you are used to loneliness, the world will not change your mind due to your loneliness. If someone is afraid of war, there will be another cycle to suppress war." Yingzhan's eyes flashed a gleam, and he tried several words , Legend of Chiba is more sure that Luo Hou has a mystery hidden in him: why is he angry?Who are you angry about?And why do you loathe history, stay away from the crowd, and want to use the flames of war to cover up your lack of widowhood?

Luo Hou, there are too many secrets.

Qianye thought to himself, and continued without changing his expression: "I believe that Lord Wu doesn't need me to remind you. Facts and rumors are often separated by a thin line, and the same is true for trust and betrayal. The decline of the world will be trapped by public opinion. You don't need me to do it, the world. Nature will help you choose your direction.”

"Ha, help me choose a direction? They, are they qualified!" After hearing this, Luo Hou didn't know whether he understood the helplessness, or because of these victims, he just smiled at Tianchang: "I don't want to talk about this now, today Let's stop here!" Suddenly, his tone changed: "But before I left, I said—"

"You should also pay for your request today!"

As soon as the sound fell, she was caught off guard and changed as soon as she said it. Qianye frowned, and suddenly felt her heart beating faster and throbbing violently, as if the blood flow in her whole body was blocked, and she was in unspeakable pain.

"what!"

"stop!"

I don't know when, a sword edge slashed across, and it was Chang Kong who arrived in time!

With a movement of his shoulders, Luo Hou easily blocked the wind of the sword, shouted loudly, and suddenly, the wind and snow in the sky dispersed instantly, revealing the moonlight, and the sword in his hand shone golden in the battle armor, majestic and majestic, it was unsettling The sense of persecution that dares to look up——

It was the breath of death, containing suffocating despair.

Changkong held the gun in his hand, his forehead fluttered, and he stared at the opponent, ready to fight at any time.While the two eyes were facing each other, Luo Hou slowly raised the Jidu Saber and pointed it forward: "Swordsman, as I said, most people who see my true face will end up dead."

"Wait!"

Suddenly, Qianye gritted his teeth and said: "Wu Jun, you promised that the light of the sword will not be seen at the moment of the moonlight!"

The corners of Luo Hou's lips curled slightly, and he looked at Qianye, "You want to protect him, but can you protect yourself!"

After Luo Hou settled down, for some reason, the pain that was so painful on Qianye's body suddenly eased.Quietly, the harsh moonlight flickered from the clouds, and the eyes of the two intertwined, cold and burning, with respect, but also indescribably imprisoned...

"Next time we'll talk about the relationship between rumors and history. Let's go!" Luo Hou raised his hand, resolutely turning his back on his figure.

That Xiongkui's body was buried under the snow shadow, don't be lonely, Chiba Legend deliberately glanced at that figure, walked away after a few steps, but stopped again: "Wu Jun, I know you won't kill, It's just... I need an extra protection."

After Qianye spoke, he called the sky, and the two left the towering Tiandu Tower together.

On the way back, Legend of Qianye finally couldn't hold back anymore, the blood that he had just suppressed spurted out, Zhang Kong held him up, but heard Qianye's rare sigh: "It's a pity!"

"Son of the sun?" Changkong didn't know why, so he just heard Qianye say indifferently: "Luohou is a special person, and his historical background needs to be re-understood. But in any case, the revenge of the sun-blind people must be avenged, and it is impossible To be subject to others for a long time. Too many things can only be inevitable."

It is also the habitual judgment of the Son of the Sun that promotes absolute indifference.Changkong's thoughts moved slightly, thinking of what Huang Quan said just now, he was afraid that the future war would be difficult to resolve, and vaguely felt uneasy. "We cannot act rashly."

"I'll arrange it, let's go!"

Changkong nodded, held Chiba with one hand, and quietly accompanied him slowly back to Mount Riluo.

Perhaps many facts in the world can only stay at the moment of the incident forever, and as time distorts, future speculation and writing will no longer be that pure moment.And those involved are often unable to resist the eloquence, and the subsequent viewers can only follow up.

On the other side, on the tower of Tiandu, Luo Hou closed his eyes, remembering what he said just now, it seemed that many memories lingered in his mind again, without saying a word.

Huang Quan walked up silently, seeing everything in his eyes: "Are you angry again? Or miss your former brother?"

"Do you want to guess my mind?"

"No need." Huang Quan was used to seeing the loneliness, and said in a deep voice, "Cover up your loneliness with anger, no one will understand."

"It's okay, at least, I have you as an opponent by my side, so I'm very relieved." Luo Hou took a deep look at Huang Quan, who turned his head away, as if he couldn't face up to the feelings, and said in a hateful voice: "Luo Hou , sometimes, I really hope you don't be so depressed, otherwise, I'm afraid I will hate myself..."

"Suppression? Ha!"

The snow gradually began to fall again, and the wide flowing gold cloak on the back was fluttering with the falling snow.

Wei An's figure slowly raised the Jidu knife, and slashed forward, with a light stroke, but a heavy fall, revealing the deep secrets that are unrivaled in the world but slandered by history.

Snow was flying all over the sky, unable to comprehend the responsibility and grief that he carried, but rubbed the back of an unworldly hero.

In this long period of history, the rights and wrongs of the world are covered, and the mottled history is mixed with black and white, but it covers up too many of the most important grays.Whether it is self-protection or betrayal, history has become a rumor. The sinner was born and sacrificed, which is the decisive position. The reputation of the whole life is indistinguishable. It is better to make mistakes again and again...

The collapse of trust is more important than the success or failure of achievements, and it is more important than the approach of the enemy.People's hearts and history are always closely related, success is also public opinion, failure is also public opinion, and what is polluted by the world is not just a name in the history book?

But it was another snow, whitewashing the peace.

The author has something to say: Sure enough, I was dizzy, last time I changed chapter [-] into chapter [-]

☆、Chapter [-]: Crimson Snow sinks the boat

There were rumors in the rivers and lakes, and within a short period of time, a battle broke out on the Three Peaks of Huilong——

It was a battle where justice and self-preservation were equated. When the conditions were met, everyone had a legitimate reason for their own means. This excuse, given a legitimate strategy in the military book, is "soldiers never tire of deceit."

It is rumored that on that day, the orange sun was near the mountain, and the earth-shattering siege was launched. Surrounded by masters, the resurrected king from history suffered another catastrophe.

In the chaos, there was a palm attack from above, and just after the limbs were caught, the body sank three feet, and the other end contained an endless stream of demonic power to oppress it!The king was amazed, and his mind was clear: "I should have expected it to be you!"

"Soldiers never tire of cheating, don't blame me, Tao Tianxue˙Shuanglang buried thousands of peaks!"

"Rumors always become truer after they are pretentious, you say, don't you!"

A word during the battle seemed to trigger inexplicable suspense, the figure hesitated for a moment, and suddenly a fierce saber aura swept over him, blood spattered for three steps!Suddenly, the mighty saber from behind rushed up, and the dust and sand swept nine feet away, and it was the voice of Dao Wuji:

"Luo Hou, the old and new grudges are settled together today!"

"Hahaha..." The wounded king was full of fighting spirit: "This time, don't let me go back alive!"

Swords and swords flashed, and blood spilled in the air.No one knows how tragic that battle was. It is said that at the sunset of that day, Hongxia seemed to be spattered with blood. She was slashed with fierce saber energy, and there was a mess of blood. The awn gradually weakened in a raging flame.

Sometimes, when a tiger is forced to hurt a person, who is persecuting whom?

There is no end point in the battle.It was rumored that during the scuffle, a sudden □□ slashed across and took away everyone's target.There was a red and white figure carrying Lord Wu on his back, galloping through the blood-colored sunset, unparalleled castration, it was a lone wolf from the Moon Clan.

"Quick! Luo Hou was rescued by Huang Quan, don't let him escape!" shouted all the soldiers and guards who sealed the sword under the sky.

The figure hurried, but encountered ice and snow blocking the way halfway, and suddenly appeared, blocking the way ahead.

"Get out of the way! He can only die by my hands, and none of you can touch him!" The voice was hoarse, and the hand holding the gun never let go.He couldn't hide the struggle in his heart, but he knew that he had a mission, relatives, friends...don't let down those who had love.

"I am my master, you are your master, are we wrong?" Time and space are reversed, swords and guns face each other, and positions are already exchanged.

Never, no one wants to leave regrets, because there is more than one person who owes a love debt?

"Give way! Bright flames and Zhu Yi, the four gods serve together, the dragon soars to the ground, let's go!" Fierce battles resume, bloody figures rush to life, in critical moments, chant spells, and cast spells!After the illusion dissipated, no one knew where Luo Hou and the two hid after that day's departure.

Whether it's a grievance in the martial arts world or a personal grievance, what is owed and what should be repaid, can never be escaped.

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Sometimes, war is to invade others; sometimes, it is to defend oneself.

Therefore, under various opportunities and coincidences, various factions in the martial arts looked for an opportunity to counterattack.Rumor has it that Luo Hou died on the Three Peaks of Huilong and was besieged by the people of the righteous way, marking the end of a generation of heroes.

After a generation of tyrants were revived strangely, they were destroyed in a blink of an eye. Is the history of Wujun really coming to an end?This is everyone's question.But at least, the influence of Tiandu has become difficult, and the people in the Central Plains Wulin finally don't have to worry about it all day long.

It's hard to tell outsiders about secret plots. No matter how tragic the First World War was that day, all parties in the martial arts world were silent.On the side of the sun-blind people, they only know that Chang Kong will meet Huang Quan again on the battlefield, and that each is the master, so they can only show their abilities.What kind of mind did Huang Quan hold to protect Wu Jun that day?He doesn't know.

As for Qianye Legend, who faced Shang Luohou, he returned from injury, and perhaps because of his hard work, the injury recurred for several days in a row. training.

For this reason, Wan Gu Changkong, who is relatively close to Qianye's work and rest, feels strange.Although it is not a bad thing for the sun-blind people to be fine, but the child of the sun is in poor health, which will affect the morale of the people.He even vaguely felt that maybe this war came too hastily, and the Son of the Sun seemed to have something to hide.

On this day, the medicinal herb room was emitting a heavy fragrance of medicinal herbs, and Wan Gu Changkong was busy fanning a furnace of medicinal soup. In this severe cold weather, he was actually sweating profusely.

"The Sky—"

Chang Kong turned around and saw that it was the high priest who had come to the medicinal dining room: "High priest, what's the matter?"

"I heard that the son of the sun is not in good health recently. Is it true?" The high priest's wrinkled face was full of worries. The son of the sun belongs to the people, and there must be no loss.

"It's true that his heart often hurts and he develops some symptoms, but he always says nothing is wrong. Maybe it's a matter of heartache!" Zhang Kong answered impartially. All along, there was only family affairs communication between him and the high priest. .

"If I'm not mistaken, the son of the sun has been recuperating for more than seven days since the battle at the Three Peaks of Huilong. The life is in danger, but it is not a good thing for a foreign body to obstruct the heart, so we need to find a way to remove it.”

"As I mentioned before, Son of the Sun said that the situation is uncertain and he can't act rashly. He can still handle it." However, if it's not a serious problem, why hasn't Son of the Sun's symptoms improved?After Chang Kong heard this, he suddenly felt reasonable, and then felt that something was wrong. Speaking of which, Son of the Sun ordered him to move a pile of books into the room these days, and everything was normal.

"By the way, I heard from Yinjue that Son of the Sun was ill before?"

"Oh, yes, but it wasn't a big problem earlier. It's not like this time. Since you came back, you have mostly taken care of the Son of the Sun. If you don't know, I don't know why. Why don't you... go to the Glazed Wonderland How about asking Suxian?" The high priest asked worriedly.

While discussing, the stove was blazing, and the medicine soup was boiling, and a bowl of black and heavy soup was filled in the sky: "I will let him take the medicine first, and then make plans."

"Alright, I hope the Son of the Sun is safe." The high priest sighed, and that was all he could say.

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Arriving outside the Son of the Sun's room, Chang Kong knocked a few times, but there was still no movement inside, so he had to push the door open and enter, but as soon as he entered, he saw the untouched decoction on the table, and the couch Only sick people were stuffed in the quilt, and there were coughs that were deliberately concealed.

"Son of the Sun……"

"I said before that I don't need to take medicine." Hearing Changkong's voice, Qianye turned around and said sullenly, "This is not a disease."

"Do you not need to drink, or do you not want to drink?" Sitting on the edge of the couch, Chang Kong asked sharply to the figure lying on his side.

"...all of them." Unused to lying, Chiba felt that this question was a bit difficult to answer, and immediately tried to cover it up after answering honestly: "I still don't know my body? If you don't need it, you don't need it."

Chang Kong silently turned back to the table, took a look at the dark color of the medicine, and suddenly understood a little bit. He had forgotten that the Son of the Sun might not have drunk the medicine a few times since he was born, so he took a sip of the soup and frowned: This medicine is really bitter, because Son of the Sun's symptoms are all related to the meridians, the medicines given are all heavy medicines, and the bitter taste is also heavy, is it the reason?

After thinking about it, Changkong made up his mind, so he walked back to the bed and glanced at the pale Qianye: "I will find a way to make you drink it, and I will go out to deal with things first."

"Sky—" Qianye suddenly got serious expression: "You don't need to worry about it, I can recover in a day."

Chang Kong shook his head, I'm sorry, he has to decide this matter.

Qianye looked at Changkong in surprise: Changkong actually took care of him?

Until he heard the sound of the door being closed, Legend of Qianye couldn't help coughing violently again, his tiredness instantly dispelled, he lifted the quilt, got up and came to the desk, unconsciously stirring the dark soup that he had never drunk, thinking of the past few days Fighting fiercely, biting his lips, his mind was a little confused.

He still remembers the look of Luo Hou taking over his palm during the battle, his eyes were as hot as fire, although the power of the palm was pushed to the peak, relentless, but it contained a clear understanding of betrayal - that was the awakening after traversing life and death , the dignity of the warrior.

In an instant, he also felt respect.A person who has a deep regurgitation of history can not pretend to speak, maybe there is something wrong with Luo Hou's history.

However, the old grudges had to be avenged, and the Japanese-blind people could not be subject to others forever. Sending back the past humiliation was only a necessary move to win the breath of the people, otherwise, he would not be able to let himself go lightly.

『I just need an extra protection. ’ Once, he said this to Wu Jun.When his life was threatened, he would die if he participated in the battle, and he would die if he did not participate in the battle. Like everyone else, he had to kill.

Who in the world does not seek self-defense?In the martial arts world, for no reason, the word "self-protection" is still used.

In this arena, it is difficult to survive if someone blocks the way of others.

A guilty person does not necessarily deserve to die, and a person who deserves to die does not necessarily deserve to be guilty.

Thinking of this, there was an unknown twitching feeling in the heart, the wounded blood was just moving, and the whole body was about to tremble, making Qianye couldn't help using her own magic power to force it down, and a mouthful of blood spilled out with a muffled sound.This time, the battle of Huilong Three Peaks was more dangerous than he expected. During the battle, he insisted on accepting Luohou's powerful palms, which made the hidden dangers aggravated, so he had to take care of it temporarily.

This hidden disease that recurs at any time must seek a solution, otherwise his strength will be affected.However... the long-term past has caused hidden dangers, coupled with the reverse resistance of the heart and blood, and the damage to the Qi channel, so the bleeding has not stopped, and it is currently unsolvable.

Although it is said that human beings have spirits and qi can heal themselves, he is confident that he can rely on himself to heal his wounds one day later, but he knows that this is not a long-term solution. Medicine pills and self-healing are only ways to delay.

After everything is busy, he must seek a solution...

Qianye thought for a while, the big thing was about to end, and he didn't want to waste time, so he temporarily suppressed his discomfort, picked up a few yarrow plants on the table, and recalculated, dipping his pen in ink from time to time, writing down stroke by stroke, thinking about what happened a few days ago Measured anomalies.

The hexagram goes out again, the upper hexagram is dry, and the lower hexagram is shock, which is called Wuwang.This hexagram is connected with each other and shakes all things. It can only conform to the destiny, but can't deal with it.

Why have all the results of the measurements in the past few days been this hexagram?

Although he himself was born in response to thousands of years of divination, he still does not believe in the divination technique, but it is also a sign of nothing wrong after being enlightened in many ways, and there must be something strange.In this regard, Legend of Qianye rarely frowned lightly, and could only follow what was in his heart, and continued to forcefully ponder, between pen and ink, occasionally covering up a few coughs, strokes, this is a situation that should be worried about in the future...

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The barren mountains and snowy land are sparsely populated.

Every snow hill is the same in the white world. In the only dark cave, there is a figure dressed in red and white stationed at the entrance of the cave.

Holding a silver gun in his hand, Huang Quan looked at the snow-like mist outside the entrance of the cave. His originally mixed mood gradually became clear after the baptism of wind and snow in the past few days.

He didn't know how long he had been silent, but he knew that he would face a storm in the future.

Suddenly, a low voice came from behind, and Huang Quan turned back into the cave, looking at Luo Hou who was gradually waking up, his gaze had an unfathomable depth.

The dizzy vision gradually focused, and when he saw the figure in front of him, Luo Hou only felt relieved, his muscles and bones that had been tense for a few days relaxed slightly, and he even uttered a hoarse voice: "You have been here all this time?"

"Um."

The sound of wind whistling outside the cave came into my ears, and the piercing chill was the first perception. It seemed to bring back a certain memory in my memory, just like on a certain day, he and his good brothers sat around the stove to warm up wine and chatted. Ambition, to save the world from disasters, to destroy the evil heaven and defend the martial arts...

It is often said that it is hard to find a confidant in the world, but who would have expected that the true love in the world always comes too short, while the hypocrisy comes too quickly and is real.

"How long has it been snowing?" Luo Hou asked consciously.

Huang Quan turned around with a cold face: "I don't know, I only know that the scene in my heart has never stopped."

Hearing this, Luo Hou was silent for a while, only smiled lightly: "Ha."

"why are you laughing?"

"I know, you are not the only one who is really lonely. Uh..." Luo Hou wanted to get up, but his body was hurt, Huang Quan glanced sensitively, "Don't waste your energy, Dao Wuji's knife hurt you deeply , the injury is unresolved, you should confess your last words early!"

Luo Hou's indifferent reaction to Huang Quan didn't seem to be surprising at all, and he didn't even care about the wounds from the previous battle.At this moment, he no longer has the energy to think about and talk about the right and wrong of the past. Right now, he only needs to recognize his own situation: his life is coming to an end, and in this lonely snow field, there is only one friend beside him. friend.

Luo Hou slowly closed his eyes, he had already deeply experienced the hypocrisy and betrayal in the world, and he no longer needed to hide anything.He knew that this person never let him down, he could only hoarsely say: "You have been waiting for this moment for a long time, why didn't you make a move?"

"You—" The purpose that had been hidden for a long time became clear, Huang Quan's heart jumped, and he turned his head away: "So you know all about it."

"You are the one from the Moon Clan, and you are approaching me to wait for an opportunity to avenge the Moon Clan." Luo Hou spoke in an extremely slow pace, and his breath was already weak: "In this case, you don't have to save my life at all, I owe it to you , you have the right to ask for it.”

"So even if you know about it, you still want to keep it as a threat? Do you know that I am lurking by your side just to find your weakness?"

"I pursue the meaning of heroes and battlefields, you pursue challenges, why not keep you?"

"You're lying to yourself!" Ridiculous!Knowing that the challenge was a weak excuse, he was willing to accept it?

The history he had read in Tiandu seemed to be so close to reality, but Huang Quan didn't dare to think about an enemy's mind, he didn't want to think about an enemy's position, he should only have hatred and hatred in his heart!

"...Huang Quan, how many times have we fought side by side?" Suddenly, Luo Hou changed his subject and looked at the snow outside the cave.

"Don't ask me, I don't know!" Huang Quan said angrily, "Those are all hypocrisy, I am all fake to you!"

During the following days, he kept reminding himself that this man was a tyrant and a villain in history, but everything seemed to have changed since he entered Tiandu. He, he can't hide... He doesn't understand, is it worth it for someone who will kill him sooner or later?

Huang Quan scolded everything, but his heart was extremely contradictory.

"Fake? Ha!" Luo Hou smiled lowly, closed his eyes and shook his head: "I know, you can't deceive yourself. There are many things that can be false, rumors can be falsified, history can be forged, only the heart, you can't even deceive yourself. Will my heart be deceived too?"

"Then tell me, why did you kill my brother! Isn't the life of the Moon Clan a life? Have you ever thought about the pain of losing your family members for your own battlefield!"

"Just because I am the tyrant Luohu." Luohu's words seemed to be asking and answering, as if he was speaking for himself.

Oppressive emotions, like drums, are rushing to my heart. He doesn't want this answer, he doesn't want it!Huang Quan yelled loudly, and suddenly provoked, aiming at Luo Hou's heart: "Tyrant! Today, I want to pay off the blood feud of the Moon Clan, what else do you have to say!"

Staring at the helpless general, Luo Hou laughed and vomited a mouthful of blood. The burly figure fell back and panted, "Tyrant Luo Hou, Tyrant Luo Hou...Unexpectedly, after losing my brother, my only My friends think so too."

At this moment, there was only a fearless smile on Luo Hou's lips. He closed his eyes and calmly thought about the past. The foregone records are powerless to overthrow. What else can he do?For his wronged brothers, for those sacrificed people...

He needs someone to witness for him, and there is only one person who can witness for him.

Suddenly, Luo Hou opened his eyes, and the gradually out-of-focus eagle eyes shone with determination, like a flash of light, and slowly said: "Before I die, let me tell you the real history, how about it?"

A word of belief is more important than any promise. Huang Quan only felt that his hand holding the gun was trembling violently, and said resolutely, "I won't listen!"

"No, you will listen, as I know you will avenge the blood of the Moon Clan..."

Huang Quan couldn't help himself, he held up his silver gun, but let the deep voice mix with the howling wind outside the cave, swaying slowly...

This snow fell very peacefully, and the white snow was covering layer after layer of the marks that had been left behind until it flowed ferocious blood red.

Tomorrow's sun, I don't know if it will rise in their hearts, but I only know that under that light, it still reflects many chaos and right and wrong that are difficult to distinguish between true and false.Snow, never ending.

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Above the glazed fairyland, the birds chirp quietly, the fairy mist curls up, the pond is full of lotus shadows and green flowers meet the sky, and the dancing butterflies live up to the name of the fairyland.

"Ye Xiaochai, it's your turn." Su Huan actually faced the chess board, placed a chess piece, and reminded the slightly distracted figure.

Ye Xiaochai nodded and marched an army, but made it clear.

Su really understood at a glance: "You want to ask, why don't you take the initiative?"

They agreed with each other tacitly, and without waiting for Ye Xiaochai's reply, Su Zhenzhen smiled slightly and continued: "Now, since we have set up a formation to suppress the Buddha's dual body, we can only wait quietly so as to hold other bargaining chips with the evil spirits. As for Moving forward, if Legend of Chiba is unwilling to cooperate, you can only wait for the opportunity, and you can’t be in a hurry, it’s better to look around and listen to all directions.” After the words fell, he made another move. recalcitrant.

Ye Xiaochai nodded, she understood, suddenly she pointed to the back, there was someone coming, Su Zhenzhen turned her head to look, and got up immediately with some surprise: "It's the eternal sky, is there something wrong with the son of the noble sun?"

Having worked with Suzhenzhen before, Changkong also spared the politeness and made it clear: "He doesn't know I'm here, but he wants to ask privately about something."

"Please say."

"After the battle at the Three Peaks of Huilong, he seemed to be in a different condition. His injury has not healed. I don't know if it is because of the exhaustion. I would like to ask if there is a way to slow it down?"

Hearing the intention, Su Zhenzhen frowned, and couldn't help saying: "But the mood is restless, and there are occasional bruises?"

"Yes. Is it a matter of devotion?"

"With his ability, the hard work can only restrain him, not the main reason," Su Zhenzhen said after vaguely guessing the reason behind it: "Eternal sky, he is your son of the sun, you have not noticed that his condition has changed Strange?"

Changkong shook his head silently. A few days ago, he had left him, and after he returned to the blind tribe, although Yinjue had reminded him, he encountered battles of various sizes one after another, and it was difficult to pay attention to the details.

"It seems that he has concealed it." Su Zhenzhen sighed: "The reason why he failed to recover is probably that his old illness was not cured, and he suffered heavy injuries. Although I don't know the reason, but tracing the source, it should be that he had been injured in the past. Damage to the blood is the culprit of the chronic disease. Don't you know that he is flawed?"

"What, what?" These words were like thunder on the ground!Heart blood, why is it related to heart blood?

Unexpectedly, there was such a reason behind it, the color of the sky suddenly changed, and the whole body's blood seemed to be rushing straight to the top of the head, and suddenly remembered what Tian Bugu had said, this time it seemed to be related to him, his heart trembled faintly, and Su Zhenzhen asked : "Forgive Sumou for taking the liberty to ask for advice. Before the Battle of Tianzhu Mountain, did you...have you ever hurt him?"

Unexpectedly, the problem came hand in hand, making the scars that he didn't want to face manifest at this moment, Chang Kong couldn't refuse, he could only secretly clenched his hands, pinched himself awake, and said tremblingly: "Yes."

"This—" Although there was speculation, Su Zhenzhen still couldn't hide his surprise once it was confirmed. These two people seem to have no quarrel with each other, and Chiba attaches great importance to him. How could he be hurt by his own people? so serious?He couldn't intervene in the reason, so he could only sigh secretly: "Since this is the case, I think, I don't need to hide you for him. At that time, I checked his injury. Gao Ming, with Qianye's ability, he would have recovered, but your sword has turned into a strange number, and the sword energy entered his heart, causing his heart to fluctuate, and his previous efforts may be wasted. On that day, although I found that he couldn't suppress the ice gas,