"You rebel!"

With a broken drink, the candle shadow faded, cut the nail and gritted his teeth.

It was a big mistake to send him into that mountain.

Originally, I thought it was a blessed place, but now it seems that it is a place full of disasters.

"Have you ever thought about the consequences of doing this?"

The matter has come to this point, and I can only complain bitterly.

"Thought!"

There was a man kneeling underground, his whole body prostrate on the ground, his head on the ground, and his clothes were hung all over him, like a dead man.

"There are 138,704 people in the clan, more than 10,000 relatives, heaven and earth, the sun and the moon, the eternal brightness, the eight generations of bones and blood, have you thought about it?"

Crackle, crunch!

It was the sound of porcelain smashing against the bones.

Then, it shattered to the ground.

"You-this-you-son!"

Five words, one meal came out, an old man on the dragon lying on the golden throne in the hall, with his eyes wide open, trembling with a long silver-white beard, almost gritting his teeth until his whole body trembled, and his hands touched the edge of the seat, and he was so angry that he stood up for a while.

"Son, disobedience! Damn it! Take care of your body! Don't get angry!"

The person kneeling on the ground, his scalp was purple and blue, his neck was full of blood, and the red blood gradually flowed out of the top of his head, reflecting the brittle crumbness of the ground, shaking the light of the bright candle, and the thorns of the dazzling white.

There was silence for a moment, except for a heavy breath.

"Do you know what it means for you to go?"

A long, deep sigh rang out.

A figure hidden in the purple gold chair of the Crouching Tiger, with the light of the bright candle, slowly appeared.

"It means: the clan has caused trouble because of this, which of the sons of the Sejong will not be at peace from now on, your father will take the blame and resign from the position of the patriarch, and the difficulty of your eldest brother's position in the great Sejong can be imagined. There are also your second sister, third brother, Aunt Qing, fifth uncle, etc. Countless people will suffer from this decision of yours. Including your beloved wife and young children. ”

The more you speak, the slower you speak, the slower you speak.

The person sitting in the tiger purple gold chair, Qingqing's eyes stared straight at him, and the person kneeling on the ground was expressionless.

"Is it worth it?"

This is the case,

For a long time, silently!

"Ninth Master, I heard that you are small and extensive, and you travel north and south with a sword, so have you ever been to the extreme west? Have you ever seen the white jade erosion of the soil all over the mountains?"

The man kneeling on the ground, with his head on the ground and blood dripping from the ground, said this slowly, maybe facing the earth, and couldn't see his face clearly.

"Kid, what do you want to say?"

"Sometimes, I really can't tell the difference...... What's the point of doing that......!"

The man who was on his knees continued to speak slowly, as if he were talking to himself like a fool.

"I have seen the bitter cold land of the far west, the white jade erosion soil that exudes rancid smell all over the mountains, the weeping fruit plain that is as red as blood for hundreds of miles, the flock of sheep that are exposed under this blue sky and cannot be seen at a glance, and the wine pond and meat forest that are piled up like an abyss. I don't know if it's because I'm getting older, if my heart has become as hard as iron, and if the world is only left with the endless desire for profit, but, after so many years, when I go out now, I can't help but think of what I saw in the past. ”

The person who was kneeling on the ground with his whole body prostrate moved when he said this.

Slowly, his head moved, and he seemed to be very tired, as if a mountain was pressing down on him, until he tried to raise his head with exhaustion, but his hands were constantly trembling somewhere.

"The thought of what I saw before makes me want to vomit!"

The voice suddenly rose from here, high-pitched, a little sharp, a little thick, a little like a crow's rough cry.

"Spit on!"

The person kneeling on the ground, trembling and slow, stiffened his neck and gritted his teeth, raised his head with a twisted and straight eyebrow, raised his head with a twisted face, and angrily opened his round, bloodshot eyes, just looked straight at the person sitting in the tiger's purple gold chair, and let the bloody red blood drip down his face.

"You must know that this world cannot be changed with the lives of one or two people, or ten or eight people! It cannot be changed with the lives of more than 100 people or 1,000 individuals! Throughout the ages, this world has always been like this, do you understand?"

The person sitting in the tiger purple gold chair looked straight at the relatives in front of him, bleeding from his face, stretched out his withered fingers, pointed at the young man in front of him who had high hopes, and poked it violently.

"All I tell you is that even if you die for the whole world, no one in this world will shed a tear for you, not before! Not now! Never! They will only step on your corpse and sing and dance wildly, digging up what little wretched value you have left. Only us! Only us! Only us! Only yours, these close relatives of your flesh and blood, will really be in pain, and will really weep all night for you. ”