Chapter Seventy-Six: The Past Returns
Now the titular head of the clan stood on top of the attic, which was one of the tallest in the palace, glanced in the direction of the outer city directly opposite the palace, and whispered, "It's late autumn, and winter is coming." But if you don't survive this difficult winter, how can you see spring? ”
The patriarch who was set up in the air stared deeply with a smile at the daughter who had the name of the princess but was regarded as a reward for recruiting relatives in a martial arts competition, as if he wanted to imprint her appearance tightly in his mind.
He had never really looked at her so carefully, and he walked into the attic for the first time, walked straight in front of her like this, and even raised his hand to touch her forehead.
The general Shark Zi stood in place and stared at him, while the Shark Crescent Moon was a little dazed, and he had always said with a straight face what kind of shark etiquette, shark demeanor, and even what happened to his father who didn't let himself get close?
Although Shark Zi was staring at the so-called patriarch, he didn't pay much attention to it, just an old stubborn who was set aside. Still with a disapproving and arrogant expression, after the patriarch finished this action that he had been thinking about for a long time, he sneered: "Patriarch, why, do you want to reprimand me with clan rules?" Or did you hurry up and finish what you wanted to do, so that you could die for the righteousness of your race? ”
Shark Hao shook his head and said: "The current merman clan has rotted to the bones, and the merman clan has been walking on a fork in the road for hundreds of years, and it cannot be broken or established. It's better to start all over again. ”
"The reason why you are arrogant now is just to be the first person to surrender to the enemy, you are the benchmark, not only will people not touch you, but also protect you. However, my mermaid clan is not dead, and this city is not yet the turn of the fishmen hiding in the shadows. ”
"If you want to join the enemy, then treat you as an enemy. The new era of the merman clan does not have a ticket for you moths of the old era, so you should stay in this main city of the merman forever. ”
The merman patriarch, the biological father of the merman princess, spoke without hurry, and his hair and beard fluttered with the wind, and the merman crescent only saw this puppet merman patriarch who had not considered his own body for the sake of the clan all his life, and went straight to one of the most powerful figures of the merman - shark purple.
It seems to be slow, but it is in front of the shark purple in the blink of an eye.
"Xiao Zi, you really want to know, the merman lineage only has the secret of the patriarch's inheritance. In fact, it is the most disgusting thing for our merman clan, and the new patriarch can only succeed after devouring the old patriarch. ”
Obviously, there should be a lot of fishmen around him, and the shark purple who was guarded by the dead widened his eyes. The patriarch who seems to be being set up is actually the biggest reliance on himself, how long has the power of the Spirit Emperor level not been mastered by the known mermen? And it's funny that the power they fear, desire, and worship the most is actually in the hands of a puppet.
In this way, the patriarch of the merman was like entering a no-man's land, killing the biggest surrenderer of the merman clan in front of the many dead soldiers arranged by the merman clan.
Oh, no, it's not right in front of them, because before the merman patriarch killed this merman, the Spirit Emperor's qi flowed, and the bodies of these dead men hidden in the shadows exploded out of thin air, which was the crushing of the power level.
The patriarch of the merman, who was a little rickety in an instant, squatted down, silently stroked the shark purple's unblinded eyes, and did not stop until he walked to the door of the attic and passed by his daughter, and said in a soft tone: "Xinyue, you will lead the merman clan in the future." ”
The shark crescent moon understood something no matter how simple it was, and suddenly turned back and asked: "Patriarch, where are you going!" ”
The patriarch, who was a little rickety, continued to move forward and said slowly: "Go and cut off the crooked trunk, even if it is the trunk, you can cut it off if you can't help it if it is crooked." ”
"Cut off the main trunks that should be cut off, so that the merman clan can be truly independent, and you can live without anyone, and you can truly live alone."
"No one in the Shark Clan can't die, whether it's me, those clan elders, or the great general Shark Zi, they all die, because they deserve to die, if they don't die, the Shark Clan will never be able to stand up."
"Having said all this, in fact, I still hope to hear you call me father like you did when you were a child, not a patriarch."
The shark purple is dead, and the shark clan is the most powerful, and on the surface it does not show the landscape, but in fact it is a powerful merman general. In this way, he simply died under the walls of this palace, at the turning point of this racial change, and died at the hands of the puppet patriarch who was erected by him and many clan elders.
The shark purple in the house must be dead, even the legendary elixir can't be disguised in front of the huge strength gap, in front of the absolute strong, he wants the weak to die, and the weak can't live.
The whole blue sky is already cloudy, and the rain will be pouring down. An autumn rain and a cold, this late autumn rain approaching the cold winter is the vanguard of winter, the autumn wind is bleak, and everything will wither.
After the merman patriarch personally sent away the high-ranking generals, he did not go to clean up the remaining bigwigs in turn. In other words, he didn't come here to clean up any generals, but as a father, he just wanted to see his most important relatives after making some important decisions.
He just took it one step at a time, unhurriedly. It doesn't matter if the heavy rain is coming, and it doesn't matter if the smoke fills the city. The clothes fluttered in the wind, along with the long hair. Raindrops fell, black clouds overwhelmed the city, and there was no light, and faintly I could see that there seemed to be electric light in the clouds.
The merman people have endured for thousands of years and have been free for a while, and a hundred years of stubborn illness have ruined everything and everything is peaceful. A nation that has lost its fangs and is waiting for its opponent to put down its butcher's knife is a luxury if it wants to live on its knees. A race that has forgotten its blood and wants to maintain peace on wealth is nothing more than pigs in captivity, to be slaughtered.
I walked all the way to the central hall of the palace complex. With each step, the body will be a little stiffer, and when he walked to the main hall, the patriarch's body was already bent like a twilight old man. Shark Hao recalled many things, including gains and losses, honors and disgraces, ups and downs. Of course, there are two most important women in life, but one has gone before him, and the other has not yet waited to see her happiness.
Shark Hao stopped his slow steps, looked at the noble throne on the main hall, and muttered with some self-reproach: "I finally came here, I'm really a useless patriarch." ”
The original mermaid race was not as weak and bloodless as it is now, after all, a race that turned from slaves, who did not have the courage to teach the sun and the moon to change the sky? It's just that after standing up, I saw prosperity and abundance, and felt this fascination with the illusion of happiness. Once you have it and get it, you will habitually forget when you don't have it, forget the original blood and bravery, forget that the foundation of the foothold is not wealth, not a foreign race, not a noble etiquette, but the independence and self-improvement that came out of stepping on the flesh and blood of the same clan. But they have forgotten, they have forgotten, who wants to remember these filthy things?
I just want to use money to buy peace, what extravagance comparison, what Zhumen wine and meat, what to eat, drink and have fun. It's not that there is no way to earn money to buy your life, God will reward you for eating. As long as you pay so much wealth flowing from your fingernails, you can make other people work hard, how can you not feel superior? However, if one day, people are not satisfied with what you give, and you will raise the price infinitely? In the eyes of others, it is best for you, a hen that can only lay golden eggs, to lay eggs in captivity, and people's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants.
However, a people without self-strength can only be weak young birds living under the shelter of their wings, and when it is necessary to migrate or encounter real danger, they can only be the one who is abandoned. There is only value, and the unprotected merman clan is the fat on the side of the mouth where everyone wants to get a piece of the pie. In the face of vested interests, how can it be enough not to eat a good meal?
The real right of the patriarch is to decide the fate of the whole clan, determine the life and death of the country, and push the trend of the country. And the reason is never someone who cannot be passed on forever, but this chair in the main hall. Even if the life and death of the race are left with a glimmer of life, you will be able to set things right. The greatest power of the whole clan is nothing more than this, but the current patriarch has made the entire merman clan forget this power, and they all naively think that this is just a protective power, but the power depends on how people use it.
It's just that now, their patriarch Yun Hao is tired, decades of hard work, decades of layout, and people's hearts are fickle and difficult to change. If this continues, it is nothing more than another reincarnation, the seeds of the dead are buried deep in this land, the old people who are in power and power will not die, and the young people will not be able to stand up straight. Let the human heart be like this, and only the flower of such seeds will be obtained.
The patriarch ascends to the throne, and a plate of scattered races will not coalesce out of thin air. The scepter of power, which represents the supremacy of the patriarch, appeared out of thin air after sitting on the throne of the Ninety-Five, and was held by the strongest person of a race.
In the endless years, the treasure of the merman race, which has caused endless harm to the foreigners, is invited out again when the enemy is in danger and the nation, just like the previous hundreds of years, but this time it is not against the foreigners, but at their own people. It's really funny, the ancestors would never have thought that one day, the merman race was not repulsed, scattered, or even destroyed by external enemies, but began to disintegrate from the inside, destroyed in the hands of their own people, and the remaining protection and stored power were actually used for internal cleaning. It's a ridiculous ......
If the roots of the plant that have been hollowed out by the moths are rotten, his stems are bent, and his leaves are yellow, then he can only pinch off a young shoot and replant it. It depends on the destiny of heaven whether to live or not, but it can be expected that if this is not the case, even the last shoot will not survive, the whole plant will die, and the remaining rotten body will only fertilize the soil and feed the insects.
In this great change, the forces on which the sharks rely have been discussed, and this is also a long-planned conspiracy, which is the disadvantage of completely handing over their own safety to others, and they are completely controlled by others, and it is conceivable that even if they survive this catastrophe, they will have to feed these beasts that want to eat meat.
In this case, Shark Hao is also ready to push the boat down the river and stand up. Between the swings of the scepter, the main city of the merman was like a storm in an instant, with lightning and thunder. It was as if the end had come, and the torrential rain was pouring down, pouring down on this troubled world. Wailing, roaring, and popping filled every corner of the city that was still full of flowers and traffic yesterday.
The merman clan seems to have run out of gas. Internal and external troubles, extravagance and folk customs. Natural and man-made disasters make the tree a big storm. And in the midst of this great change, that is the end of the tree falling and scattering. After the storm, it will be known, alive or destroyed, that's the question.
The shark crescent moon looked at this apocalyptic scene, and tears were faintly shining in her eyes. Some scenes that have long been blurred and even thought they have been forgotten are vivid for no reason. Is it another reincarnation?
The patriarch who was dedicated to the race used to be a kind and kind father, and the kindness on his face was the light that Crescent Moon always remembered. Teach her origami boats, how to braid her hair, and how to face the darkness. He once let his young self ride around his neck and watch the sunset together. There is also an exact apocalyptic scene, the figure of the mother who is never seen again, and the back of the father who disappeared. There is only one patriarch left who is for the country and the people, and a mourning dog who has no home. A monument that has lost his smile and is burdened with righteousness.
The same sadness, the same helplessness, the same overwhelm, the same tears. It's just that the person who is being protected has always been a self without strength. Such a self, can he survive without the person who has always protected him?
This time, is it my turn to lose you? Father.