Mo Yuan held Zhao Yi's dry and yellow hands, the abrupt bones were very awkward, Mo Yuan's hands were a little cold, and the slightest coolness wrapped Zhao Yi's hands, so he couldn't help but want to pull out his hands, but Mo Yuan held them too tightly, Zhao Yi tried to struggle for a while, and found that it was just in vain, so he could only give up.

"Master, I suddenly understood that you are not afraid to live, you are just afraid to live in such an embarrassed appearance, let alone to live as the city lord of Qinglong City, for you, as the city lord of Qinglong City, it is better to die vigorously than a broken and lonely life, so that the image you leave to Qinglong City will always be that resolute, witty, and benevolent city lord, and the faith of Qinglong City, not such a cowardly, incompetent, and crippled appearance."

Mo Yuan said very bluntly, he knew better than anyone else that these words were too cruel to Zhao Yi, but he knew better, the tone covered the wound to make it suppurated, it was better to peel off the carrion on the wound, although it was very painful, but after the pain, the wound could heal.

"Master, you have dedicated your life to Qinglong City for decades, for Qinglong City, you are faith, is their hope, you have received a lot of admiration at the same time, but also assumed more responsibilities, these responsibilities are heavily pressed on your shoulders, become the shackles that bind you, so you don't allow yourself to live in such a decadent posture, you don't want your most vulnerable side, completely displayed in front of them, because then, faith will collapse, faith will be shattered, it is better to leave quietly like thisPeople may feel sorry, sad, and remorseful, but in their hearts, you will always be the lord of a city that is resolute, heroic, and benevolent. ”

"You are the lord of a city, you have devoted your life's work to Qinglong City, and with your own strength, you have supported the entire Qinglong City. You are undoubtedly proud, you can bear the misunderstanding and scolding of the people, the arrogant person leaves, the lonely person supports, but you can't accept the pity, pity or guilt of the gaze, for you, these eyes that can only be seen when dealing with the weak, like a poison that eats away your bones, will eventually wear away your arrogance little by little. ”

"But it seems like you've ever thought about what if you're no longer the lord of a city? If you are not the city lord of Qinglong City, you don't have so many responsibilities, naturally you don't need to face the scrutinizing eyes of others, and you don't have to live in the belief of Qinglong City, you just be an ordinary old man, travel all over the world, and be at ease, in that case, even if your legs really can't get better, your martial arts can't be recovered, are these really important? ”

"I'm sure your answer will be that it doesn't matter, you've lived for so many years, whether it's the best of times or the most down, you've been there, and this kind of blow is heavy, but it won't crush you. You cherish life and love life like that, I don't know what the city lord looks like in the eyes of the citizens of Qinglong City, who is strict and benevolent, not angry and mighty, I only know that you are an optimistic and open-minded, hearty and lively old man, who will be so narcissistic that people can't help but complain, and will also roll around like a child, obviously he only said in the last second and ignore me again, but he will think of the law to make me happy in less than a cup of tea, the image of the two people is very different, but no matter which one you are, you are my favorite master. But I think that the life of the carefree, hearty and happy Zhao Yi of Chaoxia Villa is what you really yearn for. ”

"You have been trapped in Qinglong City all your life, all dedicated to Qinglong City, you have never really lived for yourself, now that the Holy Medicine Valley has come out, Qinglong City has also restored the peace of the past, and now it is moving towards prosperity step by step, Senior Sister Qingyue has experienced so many ups and downs, and she is no longer the little girl who was so high-spirited, she has become very strong, enough to support a city, so Master, you can actually let go of these responsibilities, it is time to hand over the future of Qinglong City to the younger generation to create, I'm sure you know better than us that Senior Sister Qingyue is definitely capable of taking on the position of City Lord. ”

"Master, let's leave together, go and see the outside world of Qinglong City, look at the sky outside, the mountains outside, and the water outside, you are no longer the city lord of Qinglong City, you are just an ordinary old man, it is me and Yue'er's master, we will accompany you to go outside to have a look, Yue'er will spare no effort to heal you, there is always hope."

Mo Yuan didn't say anything, he didn't stop saying so much, as if he was catharsis, he said everything he wanted to say in one go, he said it so seriously, so devoted, that he didn't see Yin Lingyue's stunned appearance at all, and Zhao Yi's completely stunned expression.

The embroidered pillow under Zhao Yi's head was completely wet with tears at some point, and the old and thin old man cried for the first time so that he couldn't cry silently, and Yin Lingyue was distressed to see it.

Mo Yuan was very right at the beginning, in fact, except for Mo Yuan, none of them really understood Zhao Yi, before Mo Yuan's words, Yin Lingyue, like the deacons in Qinglong City, thought that Zhao Yi's hunger strike and Zhao Yi's suicide were just because he couldn't accept that his legs were weak, his martial arts were all wasted, and he was completely reduced to a wasted person.

In fact, they are all wrong, completely wrong, the cripple of his legs, and the loss of martial arts will indeed make him uncomfortable, but it is not enough to make him give up his life, and the reasons for each are unclear and unclear, Zhao Yi has never said to anyone, there is a huge Qinglong City, and no one really understands him.

"Master......"

Yin Lingyue suddenly knelt down in front of Zhao Yi, her upper body fell on Zhao Yi, and she only called this 'master', and she was already crying silently, she was completely out of control, and she could no longer suppress her emotions.

Yin Lingyue's howl and crying was like a fuse, instantly igniting Mo Yuan and Zhao Yi, Mo Yuan no longer suppressed himself, Zhao Yi could no longer bear it, the three of them leaned together and cried happily.

At this time, Yin Lingyue was still the little crying bag, but Mo Yuan was no longer the boy who was calm and self-controlled, and Zhao Yi was no longer the lord of a city who was strict and benevolent, they were just three masters and apprentices, and they only had each other in their eyes.

The cry was unusually loud, Qingyue and Xiaorui, who were not far from the door, were startled by this deafening cry, Qingyue stumbled into the room, and threw Xiaorui behind him a long way, but as soon as they entered, their footsteps stopped so stiffly.

She didn't expect that with just a cup of tea, the three people in the room were already so emotional that they couldn't cry, especially that her father, the greatest generation of city lords in Qinglong City, would cry so heartbreakingly!

From childhood to adulthood, no matter how many ups and downs she has experienced, her father has never lost his temper, Mount Tai collapsed in front of him and his face did not change, this is her father, always calm and calm, always resolute and resolute, like a mountain as solid, reliable, such a proud person, Qingyue is the first time to see him cry, and he is crying so sadly.

"Father!"

Qing Yue called out like this, and as soon as her body went limp, she slid down the carved wooden door, and sat down on the ground with tears in her eyes.