Concealing the matter of the Southern Dipper Fierce Star, Jianming told Ye Chou all the doubts and suspicions in his heart.

After Ye Chou listened carefully, his eyes slowly closed.

"The so-called .................. destiny"

Ye Chou raised his head and did not look at Jianming, but slowly opened his eyes again.

He opened his mouth and sighed, "I thought so before I met you. ”

"I think that if an unchangeable fate makes me ruthless, I am ruthless. ”

"Forcing me to be cold-blooded, I will be cold-blooded. ”

"Make me strong,...... I'll be strong, that's all. ”

Finally, he looked at Jianming.

The innocent boy's expression made him smile.

"But after meeting you, the Father found out. ”

"The so-called fate, a non-essential thing imposed on people......"

"As long as there is a certain degree of strength and wisdom, to a certain extent, man can transform him, change him. ”

Then, he shook his head to look at the autumn cicada sleeping like a baby on the sofa.

"You see, the autumn cicada changed Serena's fate. ”

With a flick of his long hair, his gaze fell on Jianming again.

"And I, too, have changed your fate. ”

Jianming, a little dull.

In fact, what Ye Chou said is not unreasonable.

And the reason why he can say this, can do this, and can be so willful to the end............

It's because Ye Chou has something that can change his fate, and that's more than enough............ Strength!

Serena, he saved it, Jianming, he protected it four times............

It's all about this............

Jianming also had to admit it......

His stepfather has the power to change his fate!

Fate can be changed!!

"That's right, Jianming, just as my master Ip Man changed my fate............ Destiny can be changed. ”

But if so............

Fate can be twisted by power, ...... if it is changed?

So what are you going to believe?

Something that will change...... It can't be believed.

People change, so you can't trust others.

Always believe in yourself.

This is what Grandpa said to Jianming.

Aside from fate...... Something to believe...... What is it?

"So, what should I believe?"

Ye Chou waved his big hand, and the moonlight gradually filled the house again, and the long hair shining brightly.

He said brightly: "Don't believe in fate, believe in yourself." ”

Myself............ Jianming doesn't even know his identity, how can he believe in himself?

"If you can't trust yourself, trust me. ”

Pure white canvases are the most susceptible to color.

If the current inscription has a color.

Then it must be yellow.

Shining yellow.

Gold.

Golden color.

"If you can't trust yourself...... Just believe in me who believes in you!"

Wu Zun, Ye Chou.

Won't change.

He will always shine like this.

Forever and ever...... will be so powerful. So gentle.

On this night, Jianming ...... from the bottom of his heart Admit it.

His stepfather.

He is strong and gentle, noble and willful............

Father-in-law.

..............................

———— "I will fight for this country." ”

Time returned to the crowded martial arts hall, and a martial artist who looked a little old was expressing his opinion.

The crowd was drawn to him.

"If you still succumb to some god...... Then the revolution we triggered in the coming era will become meaningless, and we will be sorry for the people who sacrificed......"

After finishing speaking, the martial artists in the audience showed bitterness on their faces, which showed that what the old man said was very reasonable.

"In order to find a place where we can live in peace, the meaning of leaving home with our families will disappear......

Ye Chou looked around, and the warriors in the audience, some of them were embarrassed to hide their faces, and some were worried.

Looks like...... Not everyone agrees.

However, they do have the same mood when they want to protect something.

"That's right...... We are the only ones who can protect our families......"

Offstage, Wang Dazhu, who has always been strict and harsh to everyone on weekdays, also silently took Wang Xiaoliang's hand.

"We want the king of martial artists...... We want a country of martial artists ............"

"A country that wants martial arts!!"

When enthusiasm is ignited, anxiety is also planted.

Some people turned their fists into one-handed fists, pressed against their heads, and meditated.

Some of them were exchanging opinions with each other, and they seemed helpless before the coming war.

Some people looked up blankly into the distance...... Others are indifferent.

Thump.

Among these people...... There was a young man who was as beautiful as a flower in summer and knelt down.

Qiu Cicada knelt on the ground, her expression very unwilling.

"It's all because of me...... Offended the gods...... Penglai will .................."

He lowered his head, and no longer saw anyone.

“............ I'm sorry!"

Seeing this, the martial artists beside him immediately rushed over and walked up to him one after another, trying to help him up.

"What are you talking about?

Autumn cicadas' surroundings are gradually surrounded by warmth and strength.

"It's not your fault, we will definitely save you, and we will never leave you!"

Some warriors who had never met before also patted Qiu Cicada's back.

Wang Dazhu pulled him up.

This made the autumn cicada burst into tears.

To do this for the sake of being a person who is not even human..................

Seeing that even Ye Chou stepped down from the stage, he was ready to comfort himself.

But............

"No, it's impossible to win! Lord Wuzun...... Please think twice before you do............"

Ye Chou frowned, his palms fell on Qiu Cicada's shoulders, and he asked him calmly, "Qiu Cicada...... What are you afraid of?"

I saw that the autumn cicada's eyes were blurred, and a sense of fear gradually came to my heart.

"Gods...... It's the most terrible thing in the world............"

In the year of the autumn cicada living in the Holy See.

The gods he knew were unreasonable things with great power to play with humans in the palm of their hands.

Ye Chou frowned after hearing this, and ............ in his heart There is also an extra consideration.

....................................

Two days passed in the blink of an eye, and it was the last day before Eris declared war.

There was no concealment, as early as the end of the speech in the martial arts hall on the first day, the news was told to the people of Penglai.

And that's what it is............ The current border is full of traffic, and the reason for the loud voice.

Dense crowds are crowding to try to leave the city, and they are about to lose their discipline and proportion.

After all, this is war.

"Why do you want to start a war with the gods!?Why do you want to do such a planless act?Let me out!"

A man who was almost desperate to flee for his life no longer obeyed the order and crowded to escape outside the door.

The soldier who was guarding the border stopped him directly and reprimanded: "Cold ...... Calm down! When the war was in the past, it was the martial artists who repelled them!"

The borders are already like this, so the people who are still in the city are no better.

On the streets, no one is idle, and some people are running around, trying to contact their families.

Some people sealed the doors and windows with wooden planks, ready to wait quietly for the war to end.

In a dimly lit room, the father holds the mother, and the mother holds the child.

"So this time...... Martial artists, too, will be able to repel the enemy!"

Panicked fathers, sad mothers, and naïve children.

This is the family in war.

And in the blink of an eye............ The academy isn't much better.

After all, here are all students who have not yet officially naturalized Penglai.

They have no reason to fight for Penglai at all.

Dozens of students gathered in the lobby to discuss the course of the war.

They were the last ones to stay here.

"No...... Impossible, right?"

"Is this God's punishment? Is God going to punish this unreasonable nation?"

"We ...... What the hell is going to be?"

In the face of a huge crisis, people can only think about themselves and the small part around them.

Several students looked flustered and were ready to slip away.

"I'm going to run away, there's no reason to fight for this country!"

The people in Jianming's class came over before, and said with a worried face: "But...... Is that okay? If there is a war...... Old...... Teachers, and ...... The citizens of this country, they're all going to die, aren't they?"

The warrior with a little pockmark on his face waved his fists in the air, as if he was in a hurry.

"So, even if you say that, what do you want me to do?"

In the midst of the panic, Jianming seemed very calm.

After all, when it was time to panic, he had experienced it earlier than the others.

He turned his head slightly and looked at Chen Shihu, who was swaying like everyone else.

“...... Chen Shihu, what are you going to do?"

............

I saw Chen Shihu's gloomy face, and he hesitated for a long time before he said a word.

"I .................."

Before he could finish speaking, a loud voice interrupted his speech, attracting the attention of everyone present.

"Please rest assured!"

Jianming looked back and walked down the huge staircase in the main hall.

It is a group of martial artists and martial saints led by Wang Dazhu.

"It's the teachers!"

The martial artist beside Wang Dazhu pushed his eyes.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he said presumptuously: "Believe us, whether it is a god or a holy see, we warriors stand between heaven and earth, and we should be fearless!"

These martial artists looked extremely calm, and a few of the students who had been flustered until now had already put on surprised expressions.

Don't...... Aren't they worried?

At this moment, several students with sharp eyes noticed something unusual.

"You...... Why are you here?"

When Jianming and Chen Shihu heard the news, they looked sideways.

............？

In a group of martial artists, there is a person who is being questioned by the students.

Under his golden bangs, there is also a tear mole.