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Thief.

Thief!

Displaced.

The thief cuts off his roots, the thief cuts off the foundation of his life, and the thief is shaking all the way, but all this thief wants all the way is stability.

Thief?

In that place, he became a thief.

Alien?

In this place, the thieves there became aliens.

The name of the 'thief' was buttoned with the gimmick of 'alien', and everyone shouted and beat it as a rat crossing the street, and now the sky is full of clouds and the shame of the ancestors.

They all looked at this thief race with a cowardly sneer, how the alien race in the eyes of others died with a gloomy face.

Fear~~!

Voices and looks.

Shouting sticks to catch guns.

How can you not be afraid?

Fear condenses in every person, on every face.

Listening to the roar overhead, it was everyone who hid their fears in their eyes, and all of them were projected on the face of the Kutian patriarch, and when the fire broke out that day, his own people followed him, so everything that he now would depend on him.

The face is pale.

The shape is haggard.

Dizzy.

Aged clock.

People grow old.

The fish clan followed him out of the place where he lived for that generation, and came here under the name of 'Lonely', thinking that he could be stable, thinking that the Moon Country could provide a place for himself to live in peace, but who would have thought that in this place, his people were actually labeled as 'alien'.

It's heavy.

This hat sinks.

Everyone's frightened gaze fell on the face of the Jutian Patriarch, and it was difficult to even breathe.

And all this made his already heavy spine even more tired.

"Whew~~. ”

The wind moves.

The cold wind blew on the body of the patriarch of Kutian, gently dancing his gray hair, and the silver filaments trembled with the wind, and the old man seemed to be about to pass away.

Are you wrong?

Is it wrong to take a person out of his land?

This is definitely not right.

But he can be to his ancestors, to heaven and earth, this is definitely a clear conscience, the guardian of 'Qi', the guardian of Qi, the guardian of Qi from generation to generation, but one day, the footprints of the people who guarded him actually touched that flawless place.

This is sin, this is a thief.

This is not qualified.

This is trampling on the dignity of the people and protecting the dignity of all generations.

We are dirty.

Covered with dirt, he has no shame to see his ancestors and ancestors, and his filthy clansmen are ashamed of the favor of 'Qi'.

The filthy blood of the body should be drained, and the flesh and skin of this body were crushed and ashes.

But people are afraid that the greedy world is that the old man has too many concerns, and the greedy world is that this old man's delusion can lead the filthy clansmen to a new world.

But.

The world is so big, why is there no place for one's own people to live in peace, just because he is a 'thief', because of his 'filth', just because of his 'alien race'?

"Hehe~~. ”

Suddenly, a smile actually flashed across the face of the Jutian patriarch.

"Whew~~. ”

The eyes were dizzy, the eyes were dark, and the body of the patriarch of Jutian suddenly shook slightly, and he fell to the side with a top-heavy head, looking for a startle, and hurriedly held on.

"Grandpa~~!!"

The hearts of children and grandchildren are heartfelt.

"Patriarch~~!"

The patriarch was grieved and sorrowful.

.....

The night is so heavy, the people in it are deeper, and after the hustle and bustle, today's night is even more cold and biting, but the cold is like this, but the people in it are still unsatisfied.

So many things were said.

Finally there was time to breathe.

Voices came from outside the city to inside the city.

It's been a long time.

After a long period of no response, those annoyances were very unfair, those righteous indignation, and those righteous and awe-inspiring voices finally came to an end.

From start to finish.

No matter how enthusiastic the shouts inside and outside the city were, Han Xian's gaze always fell on the face of the person in front of him who had the words 'damn' engraved on his forehead.

Seeing is hate.

Hate to the point of heartbreaking.

And how can such a smart night song name not see the anger in Han Xian's heart.

But that's exactly what I need.

That sinister gaze fell on his heart, it was useless, his heart was fluttering, he was already short of words, but looking at Han Xian's cold face, it was indeed inspired.

I am proud, and I will be sad.

"Hey~~~!!"

Sigh.

The name of the night song sighs sincerely, as if it is about to melt through the air.

In the sigh, the sad look on his face was very compassionate, his eyes fell on Han Xian's face with resentment, his mouth opened, and he wanted to speak again.

The damned man spoke again.

He roared in a low voice: "General Han, don't mistake yourself, you are also a member of my clan, and you have witnessed the atrocities of foreign races in Yuanwei County, can you really bear to tolerate and nurture adultery?"

Resentment.

The hiss was Ye Geming's lips trembling, and his voice was roaring: "Could it be that the rumors are true, are you really in cahoots with Lord Shoufu, do you really want to trap the world and be unkind, and do you really want to plot to subvert the court of the Moon Kingdom?"

It's true?

One crime is more dangerous than another.

Where did the rumors get up?

It sounds like it's true, and the rumors are really from some mouth.

It's true!

Really, why do you always have so many words that turn right and wrong in black and white, really, why do you men like to put all the blame on one woman so much?

Is it because she's stronger than too many men?

It's true!

Han Xian's eyes were clear, his face was as heavy as ice, his expression was overwhelming, and he whispered in his mouth: "Really, you have too many words, really, you should die." ”

"Hiss~~. ”

Whispering.

On the demon knife that Han Xian was holding tightly, a trace of blood flashed by, and there was no doubt that Han Xian had already made up his mind at this moment, even if this day killing night song name was hiding in the depths of the army, he would take his head to the top if he swore to death.

"Hum~~. ”

But just when Han Xian was about to plunder in and slaughter the name of the night song, there was a sudden chaotic sound behind him, and there was a heart-rending howl.

A person's voice.

"Your Majesty~~!"

Earth-shattering, why is it so loud.

"Keng~~. ”

Shattering.

I didn't see it with my own eyes, but anyone could hear it, and the sound was the cracking of a knee on a stone slab.

Head to the ground.

"Bang~~. ”

The knee is cracked, and it has become a cleft skull.

He slammed on his knees.

Everything was arranged, and everything was expected.

He wailed and hissed.

"Open your eyes, O Your Majesty, and behold your people, all of whom have fallen in a pool of blood, and they are kneeling in a pool of blood and begging for your mercy." ”

People?

Pool of blood?

Poured in?

All?

Lying, you are lying!

It's just you, you're kneeling alone, you're a guy of unknown origin kneeling on the streets of the Moon Country pretending to be a citizen of the Moon Country, full of nonsense.

But, lying?

Are you really lying?

There is a demon wind in the world.

In this demonic wind, there are many blind people.

They were born with a pair of eyes, but they could not see the road under their feet, but they listened to the voices of others, thinking that they would fall in a pool of blood in the near future, and that they would have nothing in the distant future.

So!

They!

For the sake of the present, they all touched the sound that echoed in their ears, straightened their backs, stumbled out of the corner, and knelt down the street.

Knee hit the ground.

"Bang~~. ”

Head deducted blood.

"Bang~~~. ”

How many voices are there from the streets to the alleys?

There are too many blind people in this world, and too many people have been bewitched into blindness.

Too many are endless.

"Woo~~. ”

They cried, they beat their chests, they were all crying, there was a convergence of voices, and finally they didn't have to come out to guide with that loud voice.

There are many high-ranking people kneeling on the ground, and they have a good mouth.

"If it's not my race, its heart will be different~~~!"

"Woo~~. "After the sound broke, it was someone crying.

"Your Majesty, please, please kill those alien races, please deal with the first assistant, that demon girl's bad intentions are known to everyone in the world. ”

Not again.

All the fingers are pointed at the woman again.

It's so loud that anyone from afar can hear it.

So how could Chu Xin, who was in the palace hall at the top of the peak, not hear it.

"Heh~~. ”

Hearing Tong Jian, a sneer rose on Chu Xin's face, and he immediately said to Rong Ruo beside him in a deep voice: "They must have been preparing for a long time." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty. ”

"Hmph~. ”

"Everything has to be careful. ”

"Woo~~. ”

Wailing, the wind howling.

But no matter how this wail lingered in the cold night, it really didn't come back with a single response, how could there be so many smart people who would be stupidly hanged on a tree.

"Ah~~. ”

The roar was loud and he cried sadly: "General Han, did you hear it, did you hear your people crying?"

General Han?

Is Han Xian, the general of Yuce?

Hear?

Hearing this, Han first wanted to cut the person who spoke with a thousand knives, but now no matter how cold his heart was, he still felt that he couldn't do it.

Hear?

Yingdu is this world, but anyone who has a pair of ears is listening.

I woke up from a dream, although this place is good, but it is not a place to stay for me, although it is dim, but people are not dead, how can the heart of the old face still alive die so easily.

The faint face of the Jutian Patriarch had opened his eyes faintly, and his dim gaze lingered over the faces of the clansmen in front of him.

It's empty and cold.

In this cold, Xun Xiang took Xun Yi into his arms, and whispered softly: "Don't be afraid." ”

Xun Pasta was raised, his eyes full of tears, but there was no lack of strength in it, and he said firmly: "I'm not afraid." ”

"Hehe~~. ”

Suddenly, a smile flowed on the face of the patriarch of Jutian, his body was shocked, his eyes were full of light, his face was full of majesty, and his body stood up like a god, and he roared in his mouth.

"It's time for us to go." ”

This is not their place.

The fish have become orphaned, how can they still be separated.

"Boom~~. ”

The main entrance of the Leguo Mansion was wide open, and the Jutian Patriarch walked out of it with a straight body, and then the Lone Fish Clan followed closely.

But they were missing one.

One thing is missing, to be exact.

What about the bald tail thing?

Hasn't it always been at the head of the team, but now that the whole fish clan has come out of it, it still hasn't appeared, scourge?

It is a scourge, and of course it likes to hide in the corner, watching people move coldly, and it is ready to brew the final blow.

Night.

In the deep night, the patriarch of Kutian walked on the cold streets with all the people of the Lone Fish Clan, with spine and skull.

There were many kneeling people as far as the eye could see.

They were all on their knees.

But now they were all looking at themselves, at their people.

"Hehe~. ”

"Interracial. ”

Horror instantly paints the color of each face.

'Is this an alien?'

Are the flowers tattooed on the face like beasts, are the aliens who tattoo the flowers on their faces crazy, and will the aliens with the flowers tattooed on their faces eat people?

Ask.

The gaze asked timidly.

They still dare to look at it, they dare to ask, they are so bold, aren't they afraid that the demon in their minds will suddenly burst out and stuff all these people into their mouths?

'Heh~~. ’

Man has eyes, and when he sees them, he doubts.

They also asked when they took a fancy to it, and there were also men and women who could eat people, and there were also old people and children who used to eat people and did not spit out bones.

Do they seem to be the same as us?

It turns out that demonic men can also get tired.

It turns out that demonic women also shed tears.

It turns out that demonic old men can also hesitate.

It turned out to be demons, and they would cry when they were children.

I can't think of it, and those who kneel on the ground and petition must not think of it.

"Hehe~~. ”

They're really just like too many of us.

Are they still demons?

It seems that their faces are no different from ours except for a little more scribbling, is this enlightenment, but is this enlightenment too late?

The lonely fish went up the road, and this time they couldn't stop.

Death has taken the place of the sky, and the footsteps are broken.