Some fans have been watching the live broadcast of the young Confucius, and they are still not at ease with the young Confucius. Although history has already told us that the young Confucius survived and eventually became a saint.

But? How did the young Confucius survive?

In the face of such a huge blow, for a teenager who has just come of age, how did he survive?

Care! If it were us, we wouldn't have survived in that situation. It's true! In that case, if it were us, even if we couldn't beat Yang Hu at that time, we would have to fight with him.

What if it's a big deal to die?

I'd rather die in battle! Don't be angry! Thou shalt not die in disgrace!

So! There are many people who want to see for themselves how the saints survived.

Meng Pi chased after him, and due to his leg problems, he ended up behind. When he chased him up the hill, he saw his brother howling and jumping into the river.

At that moment! Unable to accept this fact, Meng Pi fell to the ground and passed out.

When they saw this scene, in the live broadcast room, fans cried.

Seeing such a tragic side, who can not cry?

Seeing Meng Pi unconscious because of his brother's worry, he was so moved that he cried.

Seeing that the young Confucius could not bear this huge blow and jumped into the river, everyone was worried.

This? Young Confucius, our sage, will he be practicing "qi-holding gong" again?

What if he can't think about it?

Could it be that he couldn't think about it and really committed suicide by jumping into the river?

And at this time, who came to save him?

When the river calmed down, everyone was looking forward to our anchor making a big appearance. At this time! Only our anchors are likely to be the first to come!

But! In the live broadcast screen, there was no anchor, and there was no escort on a fast horse.

On either side of the river, there was not a single figure. There is not a single boat on the river.

Alas!

In the live broadcast room, the cries of countless fans once again sounded.

"Come out! Come out! Woowoo woo ......"

"You are a saint! You're not an ordinary person! You're going to have to hold on! Woowoo woo ......"

"You are a saint! You have to endure what ordinary people can't endure! Hold on! Come out and you're a saint! ”

"It's time! Come out! Sage! It's time for you to come out! ”

"Saint! It's time for you to come out! ”

"Saint! It's time for you to come out! ”

“……”

Under the shouts of fans, under the waves of messages, and under the waves of silent rewards, I finally waited for the result.

On the surface of the river, a big splash finally appeared.

Then! A head popped up!

Suddenly! In the live broadcast room, fans cried and boiled again.

"The saint has come out!"

"The saint has come out!"

"The saint has come out!"

Just as the fans were cheering, a familiar and tragic shout was also heard from the loudspeaker on the live broadcast screen: "Ah! ……”

The young Confucius jumped out of the river, and almost half of his body came out of the water. I saw the saint crying out tragically to vent the anger in his heart, and at the same time swimming towards the middle of the river.

"Ahh ……”

Under the shouts of the saints, the sky was full of wind and clouds, and it was much darker than before.

"Saint! Hold on! Sage! Hold on! Woowoo woo ......"

Under the shouts of all fans, the heart-wrenching thing happened again.

After the young Confucius swam to the center of the river, he plunged headlong into the water. After a while, calm returned to the river. The river rushed through wave after wave, rolling and undulating. The leaves on the surface of the river, with the surging waves, flow into the distance.

On the mound, Meng Pi lay there, motionless, as if dead. A trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. His cheeks were also covered with blood.

Suddenly! The sky was full of wind and clouds, and the sun peeked out of the clouds. A strong beam of sunlight shone down, illuminating the earth brightly.

It was at this time that there was another big splash on the surface of the river. Then! A human head popped up.

The young Confucius emerged from the river.

I saw him shaking his head while wiping the river water on his face with his hands.

Fans are waiting, the familiar tragic shouts. Outcome! It was very disappointing to the fans. Our saints, this time there is no shouting!

The young Confucius wiped his face, shook his head, and swam to the shore.

When they got up to the riverbank, they began to run wildly.

At this time, the fans in the live broadcast room were stunned one by one, not knowing what amazing move the young Confucius and our sage were going to make?

No way? He didn't choose to commit suicide by jumping into the river?

Did he choose another way to die?

It was also at this time that the live broadcast system gave a close-up of the young Confucius.

In the close-up, our future saint, he is in tears. He didn't cry, only tears flowed silently. But! His eyes are determined! His gaze was straight ahead.

When he ran to the mound, when he saw his brother Meng Pi who had fallen to the ground from a distance, the young Confucius cried out!

"Brother! Elder brother! Elder brother! ……”

After coming to his brother Meng Pi, the young Confucius fell to the ground with his knees bent.

"Brother! Elder brother! Elder brother! I'm Mound! Hill! I'm Mound! I'm sorry! Elder brother! I'm sorry! Elder brother! Woooooo ”

The young Confucius was crying as he picked up his brother Meng Pi.

"Mound! Hill! Hill! ……”

Under the embrace and shouting of the young Confucius, Meng Pi gradually woke up.

"I'm sorry! Elder brother! I'm sorry! Elder brother! I'm sorry brother! Woowoo woo ......"

"Mound! Hill! Hill! Live well! Live well! Hill! I'm sorry! Brother didn't be able to stop you, it's not good! It's not good for my brother! Woo woo woo ...... "Meng Pi was in the arms of the young Confucius, babbling nonsense.

Looking at his appearance, he woke up, but he didn't dare to accept the reality, thinking that he was dreaming.

Because! In his memory, Qiu jumped into the river. So! It was impossible for the mound to appear in front of him. What appeared in front of him now was not a mound in reality, but a mound in another world.

"Brother! I'm Mound! Hill! Elder brother! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! ”

Seeing that his brother Meng Pi woke up, the young Confucius was finally relieved. He hugged his brother as he wiped the blood from his face. Looking at his brother's face as he fell and broke in order to chase him, he cried in pain.

In his heart, he blamed himself for not being so irrational, and he shouldn't have blindly vented himself regardless of his brother. Knowing that his brother had a disabled leg, he ignored his shouts and continued to jump into the river, making his brother worried.

"Brother! I'm sorry! Elder brother! Qiu promises you! Take care of you for a lifetime! Elder brother! ”

"Mound! Hill! Hill! Woo woo woo ......" Meng Pi came to his senses completely, and when he saw a wet mound appear in front of him, he cried out excitedly. And then! Burst into tears.