The numbers that popped out of Mu Shaoen's mouth were more than Chu Feng could know. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Mu Shaoen will not stop easily when he really starts revenge, Chu Feng has long expected this fact, so he is not too surprised that Mu Shaoen said such a number.

But Chu Feng still felt scared, not because of this number, but because of Mu Shaoen's tone when he said this, this tone, as if he didn't treat the people he killed as human beings at all, just ants, just a number, kill and kill.

Chu Feng shuddered, and Mu Shaoen also changed.

But in this world, who is the same? Haven't you also changed? Ten years ago, or before the bloody battle of Sanmiao Palace, how can you persecute others with your life?

So Chu Feng was silent, and then Chu Feng sighed, looked in the direction of Mu Shaoen's eyes, saw the village, saw the forest, saw the river, and saw the sun that was slowly rising.

"Senior brother, when are you going to kill?" Chu Feng asked.

Mu Shaoen shook his head and did not reply.

Chu Feng understood what Mu Shaoen meant, what Mu Shaoen meant, probably never stop, never end.

Perhaps, only the death of Mu Shaoen, or the complete destruction of the three major factions, can put an end to all this.

Chu Feng didn't ask again, he knew that Mu Shaoen's indifference was still hypocritical, if Mu Shaoen was really indifferent, then he wouldn't kill people against the three major factions.

Mu Shaoen is venting his anger with indifference and killing, and is carrying out his revenge.

Compared with Mu Shaoen, it is himself who is really a person with no blood and no heart.

I obviously saw so many innocent people dying under the conspiracy of the three major factions, but I was indifferent......

However, the disciples of the three major sects, they also lived very hard, and they were not much happier than the disciples of the Sanmiao Palace who were killed—he still remembered the touch of the Star Island disciple's hand brushing his face, and even more remembered that those beautiful eyes were full of confusion, confusion, pain, and despair.

Their biggest mistake is probably just to worship the three major factions.

Even if they are all innocent now, they will all be angry and killed, just like those senior brothers of the Sanmiao Palace who were killed, they lost their lives inexplicably for a reason that only made some people's hearts move.

Actually, everyone is pretty much the same, right?

Chu Feng smiled bitterly, he didn't expect to encounter such troubles when he revisited his hometown.

"I was trapped in the temple for three years. Mu Shaoen said slowly, "For the past three years, there has been a scene repeated every day, the battle of the destruction of the Sanmiao Palace. I did everything I could think of, and it didn't change the outcome, and every day when the sun went down, we all died. You are dead, Senior Sister Lu is dead, Pu Licheng is dead, Zhang Ben is dead, and Liu Lin is dead...... The master is dead, the uncles and uncles are dead, and I am also dead. I repeated this dream for three years, and I couldn't change it, I could only watch everyone die, and then watch me die. ”

Chu Feng instantly felt creepy, he didn't know what the purpose of the temple was, he was weaving such the same dream every day for Mu Shaoen to experience and bear, but he knew that such pain, powerless pain, a thousand times repeated repeatedly, no matter how strong a person was, he would be crushed and collapsed.

But Mu Shaoen persevered, not only endured three years of such suffering, experienced a thousand tortures and baptisms in hell, but also broke out of the siege of the temple, got the permission of the temple, and left the temple.

If it weren't for his good fortune to meet Feng, maybe Mu Shaoen would be the first person to leave the temple.

"Do you want to know how I left the temple?" Mu Shaoen's voice grew deeper and darker, making people feel an air of depression and despair that resisted. Mu Shaoen didn't wait for Chu Feng to answer, he never thought of asking Chu Feng to answer, so he continued to narrate slowly: "I killed you, killed Senior Sister Lu, killed Pu Licheng, killed everyone I could see, and finally I killed myself, and the temple released me. ”

Chu Feng's heart sank, the temple was always forcing people to make choices, some choices were kind, some choices were painful, but no matter what kind of choice it was, it was always aimed at everyone's deep inner weakness.

Just as the cliff he faced, it was aimed at his heart that he always wanted to escape, the choice of one of two in the mirror lake was aimed at his self-righteous fairness, and the battle in front of the stone gate or not at war may be aimed at his own mind that he was always unwilling to believe in force.

And what the temple is targeting Mu Shaoen is that Mu Shaoen, as a senior brother, wants to protect the heart of Sanmiao Palace.

In the end, Mu Shaoen became a person who no longer had such a heart.

"Senior brother, there is no point in killing like this...... We can ......."

Before Chu Feng's words were finished, Mu Shaoen had already spoken: "Is it the truth...... Do you think there will be any truth that will be needed in this world?"

Chu Feng was silent and did not speak.

What the world doesn't need, it's not the truth.

"Killing doesn't solve the problem, but it sends the person who created the problem straight back to hell. When the person who created the problem dies, the problem naturally does not exist. Mu Shaoen said slowly, as if telling his own experience, "So junior brother, we don't have to see each other again in the future, we take different paths." I'm going to kill someone, and you, walk your way well, and don't go astray because of pain. ”

Chu Feng was silent, and only looked at Mu Shaoen for a long time, and said with a very sincere expression: "Senior brother, do you think the path you are taking is the wrong way?"

Mu Shaoen suddenly grinned.

This was the first time Chu Feng had seen Mu Shaoen smile, although that smile was so dazzling, so heart-wrenching, and helpless, making people feel that from the eyes to the nose to the mouth, it was an unbearable bitterness and pungency.

"For you, it's the wrong way, but for me, it's the right way. Mu Shaoen said slowly, "I already like to kill people and bring pain to others, so ...... If you face me in the future, you don't need to show mercy to me, because I am already a heinous demon. ”

Chu Feng was silent, he didn't know what Mu Shaoen meant when he said this, maybe he was thinking that he would become an enemy one day in the future, right?

But even if that day really comes, with his own character, he may not be able to meet Mu Shaoen.

"Sanmiao Palace will be handed over to you in the future. As he spoke, Mu Shaoen took out a booklet and put it on the ground, then Mu Shaoen turned around and walked into the distance, and in a few steps, he had already appeared on the plain in the distance.

Chu Feng looked at Mu Shaoen's lonely figure in the distance, and didn't say anything to stop it, just watched quietly, until Mu Shaoen disappeared at the end of his vision, Chu Feng leaned down, picked up the scroll on the ground, and looked at the cover, four ancient and strong words: Xuanxin True Secret.

Chu Feng silently put away the true recipe, and silently wished Mu Shaoen good luck, and also wished good luck to the innocent disciples of the three major sects who might become Mu Shaoen's prey.

In the end, even Chu Feng felt that his idea was really contradictory and ridiculous, probably there was no one more ridiculous than himself in the world, right?

Chu Feng's gaze retracted from afar, and landed on the ruins nearby, before he sighed for a long time and said, "Dad, sometimes I feel that I am really useless, and I don't have the same decisive heart as my senior brothers. I had made up my mind many times, but in the end, nothing had changed. I don't know if what I insist on is right, although everyone tells me with practice that I am wrong, but I really can't do it, I can't kill people casually, I can't kill people who don't have the power to resist......"

Chu Feng sighed again, not knowing whether he was sighing about his dissatisfaction with himself or sighing about the difficulties of the world.

Chu Feng sighed, and suddenly a wine gourd fell from the sky and fell into Chu Feng's arms, and the remaining strength made Chu Feng stumble. Chu Feng finally stood firm with the wine gourd, turned his head to look for the source of the wine gourd, and finally found it - it was a man lying on the beam, wearing a dark yellow shirt, with his feet crossed with a big grin, constantly shaking.

The man rested his left hand behind his head, grabbed a wine gourd in his right hand, and kept pouring it into his mouth. He seemed to sense that Chu Feng was looking at him, and he didn't look at Chu Feng, but said a little impatiently: "A big man, sigh and sigh." ”

Chu Feng laughed twice awkwardly, he didn't know what the man's identity was and what his intentions were, but he really didn't feel the man's hostility, so he replied humbly: "I just have a lot of things I don't understand. ”

"If you don't understand something, you don't have to think about it, just do what you think is right. The man smacked his lips disdainfully and said with a wine burp.

Do what you think is right?

Chu Feng smiled and was noncommittal.

"You can't take care of everybody's feelings, everybody's thoughts. The most important thing for a person is that he is worthy of himself. Is it really that important to kill someone and save people? So how do you choose between killing an innocent person and saving a hundred people, or not killing that innocent person, and a hundred people die together?" the man reprimanded impatiently.

Chu Feng was silent, and he remembered the choice that the Lake God had asked him to make.

"If you feel too much pain to bear, then it's better to die. The man's impatience grew, "When your pot of wine is finished, I'll come to you, goodbye!"

After the man finished speaking, the whole person also jumped off the beam, and disappeared into the sky in a few steps, obviously a monk with advanced cultivation.

Chu Feng took the wine gourd in his hand, shook it slightly, then unplugged it, and poured a large sip of wine into his mouth, the wine was very strong, so strong that Chu Feng's whole body was like a flame burning pain, burning Chu Feng's tears and snot kept flowing out, coughing violently, coughing so much that he bent down.

Wine, sure enough, doesn't taste good at all.