Call......

Suck......

Ye Zhao's chest ached for a while, and then he woke up from his sleep. ◢ with ◢ dream ◢ small ◢ .lā

A strange man's face appeared in front of him.

He struggled for a moment and remembered that before the master died violently, he was chased and killed by his fellow disciples with the secret treasure of the Sword Sect, and was seriously injured, and then fainted.

"Thank you for saving me."

Ye Zhao nodded gratefully, and then a fire appeared in his eyes.

No matter what happens, he must kill him and seek justice for his master and himself.

"I didn't want you to take revenge when I saved you." The man said.

Ye Zhao was stunned for a moment.

"If you really want to know what could be more important than revenge, then come with me."

……

"Mommy, Mommy, don't leave me behind...... Ah, Mom......"

Ye Zhao saw that a young woman had reluctantly thrown her daughter into the woods and left with tears streaming down her face.

And the girl, who was less than six years old, was born without legs.

She slashed at the ground with both hands until her fingers were covered with blood.

Also go home and find her mother.

"Why?" Ye Zhao didn't understand.

Just as he was about to go and get the girl back, a big hand stopped him.

"Because she is disabled, she can't afford to support her at home." The man in the black mask said sadly.

"How could it be ......," he looked at the other person suspiciously.

"Do you think that after the Heavenly Sword Kingdom unifies the Thirteen Kingdoms, it should be a peaceful and prosperous era, and everyone will live and work in peace and contentment, right?"

"Perhaps, for the people at the top." The man said, "However, in addition to the annual domestic endowment, the people of the Twelve Kingdoms also have to bear additional taxes on the Heavenly Sword Kingdom, so their income and living will be even lower than before the war. ”

"......" Ye Zhao's eyes widened in surprise.

"But...... This money did not make the Heavenly Sword Kingdom rich, in order to maintain the dominance of the Heavenly Sword Kingdom, most of the money will be used to expand the army, and a considerable part will be collected into the hands of the nobles. ”

"What is even more tragic is that when the war seems to have disappeared, the Immortal Cultivation sect has risen instead, and they have become a continuation of the war, a symbol of glory, a symbol of wealth, and a refuge for a negative and bleak life."

Ye Zhao was silent, the Immortal Cultivation Sect has grown from a hundred years to the present, and it has increased I don't know how many times.

"Everyone wants to go to the Great Gate Sect and become a powerful Great Sword Immortal, the highest level of cultivating immortals, isn't it that they can soar and get out of this world?"

"It gives hope to people living in the abyss. However, they were also killed mercilessly. ”

The man smiled contemptuously, "The sword and spiritual power are used here, who will farm the land, who will chop wood, who will build and develop a better life?" ”

He followed the man and went somewhere else.

In fact, he didn't have to look for it deliberately, it's just that he was too complacent to find it before, as long as he went to the bottom of the place, he could find it-

Poverty is everywhere.

Many people only need one patient in their family, and the whole family will be affected, and they will not dare to get sick at all.

And they have only one way to fight major diseases -

Abandon.

abandoned, just don't want to be cruel to watch each other die......

"Then ......what is the meaning of our immortal cultivation?"

"That's right, what is the meaning of cultivating immortals?" He laughed contemptuously, "Do you know, your Sword Sect, ordinary people can't afford to climb at all, the entry fee alone costs at least 200,000, an ordinary family, the annual income is not even 20,000, this is still in the Heavenly Sword Country." ”

"If it's in Beisha, they can only improve themselves by fighting against the terrible environment in the desert. Of course, most of them will die there. ”

"It's okay to have a physical disability, but if you can't open the spiritual veins by the age of six, you will be ruthlessly abandoned."

Ye Zhao looked down at his hands, and his heart was touched.

"If cultivating immortals is just for yourself, if cultivating immortals is ignored and does not benefit the world, then such immortal cultivation should have been abandoned ten thousand times a long time ago."

Ye Zhao's whole body was shocked.

The man's vision was far away, and the light of the rising sun reddened half of his body.

"You see, if one day in the future, there will be no war, no poverty, everyone will live with dignity, no one will be abandoned, and everyone will contribute to the whole world, then that day will be the real prosperous era."

The man looked back at him with a rare smile.

"I'm willing to do anything for that day to come."

……

"Yes, I would do anything for that day to come."

Ye Zhao opened his eyes suddenly, and the long sword in his hand stabbed out.

With a sound of "dang", Wei Gong's left hand quickly came out, and the short sword was cold.

It was tightly clasped with the nightmare grip in Ye Zhao's hand.

The cold air filled the body, and a layer of frost was plated on the purple long sword.

"You really ......"

A hint of anger appeared in Emiya's eyes, and his left hand slashed his long sword away, and his right hand slashed horizontally.

The Leaping Sword flashed across the night sky.

"Dang!"

Twin sword strikes.

Ye Zhao came up with Wu Yan in his hand.

Rumble!

A wave of air exploded.

Wei Gong and Ye Zhao took a step back at the same time.

The strength is incomparable, and everything within a radius of 100 meters is overturned with a devastating force.

"Ahh

Emiya looked back in alarm.

In his gaze, the two protons were being shaken by the aftermath of their battle just now, and they flew backwards and flew high.

Jian Liuli and Bei Mingquan's bodies were light, and they were carried far away by an invisible force, flying backwards like kites, and falling steadily to the ground.

And this power does not come from the Wei Palace.

Ye Zhao didn't want to implicate anyone else.

Seeing that they were safe and sound, Wei Gong felt a little more relieved in his heart.

He looked at Ye Zhao, smiled gratefully on his face, and nodded slightly.

"Stay away." Emiya shouted, "Take care to protect yourself. “

Although he was anxious, Jian Liuli realized that they couldn't help much, so he had to retreat with Bei Mingquan.

"Swordsmith, be careful!" Bei Mingquan shouted loudly.

"Brother Weigong, I'm waiting for you to take me home!" The voice of the sword glass.

"It's really ......" Wei Gong frowned, his face ignited with a sky-high momentum, and then he held the sword in both hands and flew out.

The two golden and blue sword lights dragged out two long trails in the night sky, shining his body brightly.

The corners of his mouth curved in the air.

"Don't give it to me, chaos, stand, fg, ah!"

In Ye Zhao's line of sight, Wei Gong's figure enlarged sharply in his eyes.

It was as if the light of the sun and the moon poured into his eyes in an instant.

So glaring.

Qi Lang blew his robes, along with his long black hair, back.

It was the first time he had encountered such a sharp offensive.

"Good time!"

Ye Zhao shouted, and the divine sword was erected in front of him.

Click......

The golden sword shattered piece by piece, condensing a huge golden shield in the air.

Boom.

A frenzied wave of air crashed into it.

Followed by the spread of frost,

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