"The ability of a saint is like the red sun and the moon, and those who do not measure themselves will surely reap the consequences and be riddled with bad luck. Those who don't know are not guilty, I forgive you this time, if there is a next time, I will not spare it! ”

Mochizuki's words are convincing and his voice is violent, changing his unruly appearance in the past. It seems that this Lord of Destruction does occupy a god-like throne in her heart, and no one can say a word.

However, Zhou Yu is not a soft bone, not a soft-footed shrimp that you can scare with two snorts, and he was going to throw out a few cruel words about digging people's ancestral graves, but suddenly his mind changed.

That's right, the Lord of Destruction has great abilities, and it's right in the face! Why did you come here? In the past, he gave himself, others, the earth, and the common people a reason to rebel, to revolt, to liberate, to revolution, and to give the toiling masses a sunny day in the liberated areas, and the people in the liberated areas liked it so much.

But today, he suddenly found that this position was difficult to convince himself, so it was enough to swagger around the city to teach unknown populists. Why do you suddenly find that you are missing a theoretical foundation?

Because of civilization.

In front of the ladder of civilization, all human activity is pale and powerless. For example, what if the earth's water resources, the resources of clean air to breathe, and the food resources are shrinking and qualitatively changing?

The choice of civilization is that the population needs to be drastically reduced, that is, the mouth must be controlled to eat. Those who are old, weak, sick and disabled, and who are unable to provide effective services and create value for society, are very likely to be automatically "blocked" by those in power. This process can be expulsion from afar, to fend for itself, or it can be a direct slaughter on the spot.

You can't violate the law of conservation of energy, people have to consume energy when they are alive, and how much energy a living person consumes is fixed, and the difference between positive and negative values is not a few percent. What kind of talent doesn't consume valuable resources? Dead person.

Another example is power, as we all know, troubled times rely on heavy rituals and benevolent governance in prosperous times. Under the singing and dancing, no matter how much dirt and mire and interest exchange are hidden, it is an internal worry. She has no external troubles, and the state administrative system without external troubles does not need authoritarian power, but only needs democracy and public opinion, so all kinds of so-called constitutions to protect the fundamental interests of the broadest masses of the people have been brewed.

But they have one thing in common, an emphasis on civil rights.

Troubled times are different, since troubled times rely on heavy canons, it is impossible to talk about civil rights. In other words, the common people do not have the rights of citizens, do not believe it, you take out your ID card and see, what kind of people are written on it? Yes, residents! Of course, the author does not mean that it was a troubled time, but just an analogy.

Since we have recognized that it is a troubled time, and we have recognized the model of heavy and authoritarian rule, we have recognized the current ecological environment. If you change a dynasty or a leader, he is still the same, there is no quiet time, and all you can wait for is a prostitute with different faces and movements that are surprisingly consistent.

In the post-war era, there is only one answer to how to quickly unify ideology so that civilization can quickly recover and return to the right track as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, the Metropolitan Governor himself slipped out of the moral high ground, and he knew that his set was untenable. The so-called spark can set the prairie on fire, but if you burn someone else's plain, someone will immediately burn your plain. Why, perhaps, the reader may ask?

Because you can fight the world, so can others. Since all men are created equal, why can't I do what you can do?

In the final analysis, if we isolate an event of rebellion and liberation in the context of the entire river of history, it is a bubble that bubbles out of the river, and sooner or later it will burst and drown in the torrent.

What is it that is supporting Zhou Yu's last ambition?

There are two things: the first is the ability of the Lord of Doom to turn time and space. Two days ago, I heard Mochizuki say that this person had already painted a portrait of himself, and specially instructed Mochizuki to come to Soracia to find himself and get rid of the water king Li for him. This sparked the Duke's curiosity even more, and made him even more convinced that the Lord of Destruction had the power to peer into the world.

The second is revenge. Zhou Yu has too many enemies to settle down, and he can't find a target. Wolfis, who killed the four brothers of Dakuan, Philip who killed Bolada, and Lao Yu, who killed the lizard girl, these people have all been ambushed and disappeared, who can bear the sin of causing a psychological shadow area to Zhou Yu, not to mention Lan Yu, Zhang Xianzhong, Dong Zhuo and Lucy who died on the frontal battlefield of Kuzsia. Who will give an explanation to themselves for these lives?

I can only find the Lord of Destruction, who will make him the supreme ruler. It's like if you eat a seven-star ladybug in a restaurant order, do you ask the manager about its reproduction cycle or directly ask the restaurant owner for a theory?

"Okay, I promise you!"

Zhou Yu, who had his back to Mochizuki, stood in place, his head drooping slightly, not showing her his expression. At this moment, he seems to have given up everything. There is only one line of inscription above my heart: I want to go home!

"What are you going to do?"

Mochizuki thought that he was afraid of the prestige of the Lord of Destruction, so he put away his wild posture and calmly communicated with himself.

"Me? Don't do it, since his old man judged that I have the ability to kill Shui Wang Li. Theoretically, if I rush into the royal city with a knife in my hand, I can kill him in the moment, without any preparation. Otherwise, it's a paradox! ”

Talking about paradoxes with Mochizuki is not much better than playing the piano to the cow, and there are only a few red arm bands between her and the cow.

"Nonsense! I was convinced that the saint said that you have the ability to extinguish water, but now that I am dealing with you, I find that you are a scoundrel, a hooligan, a bastard who does not learn and does not know how to do it! It would be a great mistake to surrender the great responsibility to you! ”

"Come on, put away your's face. Your voice is far worse than the wave of energy shouted on the anti-lei bed, right? ”

The Metropolitan Governor is not showing weakness, don't you mean to demean me? No problem, we have bullets waiting for you! The most unbearable thing for women is nothing more than a few things, even if Zhou Yu hasn't lived for thousands of years, the books and TV series he has read always span dozens of centuries, right? He knows better than anyone else about the harem curry 3000.

Mochizuki was furious, hearing Zhou Yu's words, his neck was bruised, his whole face was as if he had just finished a sauna, red and black, angry hair rushed to the crown, and his pink fists were clenched together, as if a female leopard was about to rush over and tear the Metropolitan Governor to pieces.

Seeing her like this, Zhou Yu sighed, scratched his scalp, and lowered his head again.

"Okay, I was wrong, I'm talkative! I don't have a door, okay? I open my mouth myself, Chancellor! ”

After saying that, he slapped himself in the face, and the pain passed from the root of his ear to the central nervous system.

The slap was not enjoyable, and the snap was crisp, and the Metropolitan Governor slapped the other side of his face with his backhand.

Mochizuki was a little overwhelmed, why was this person so strange? One moment like a scoundrel, the next like a deranged person. Just now, he used foul language in his mouth to humiliate himself to the point that he was not even as good as a rag, why did he punish himself so hard now?

Syllable! Syllable!

Syllable! Syllable!

Zhou Yu slapped himself the left and right, and in the more than ten seconds that Mochizuki was stunned, he had already rewarded himself with twenty big-eared melon seeds with a bow left and right.

"Y-What are you doing? Are you crazy? ”

Mochizuki couldn't stand him anymore, and rushed up with an arrow and grabbed his raised right hand. Zhou Yu saw that his right hand was taken, and then raised his left hand to his left face.

"Maniac!"

Mochizuki had to raise his other hand as well to stop him from going berserk and continue to hurt himself.

For a while, the atmosphere was very charming and the posture was very awkward. The two of them danced in a ballroom dance, Zhou Yu was half a head taller than her, condescendingly looking at Mrs. Mochizuki who was scattered with cloud temples, and directly snorted the snort of the wings of her nose, which was not bad at all, and it was all given to Mrs. as a good material for an air humidifier.

"What is Madame holding me for?"

Zhou Yu stared at Mochizuki dumbfounded, it was true that he hadn't had such close contact with the opposite sex for a while, and that primitive impulse was about to move, especially the beautiful girl in front of him had heard of the room with his own ears.

"You—don't make any more trouble!"

"Madame's words are wrong, I beat me, you are indifferent to you, and you insulted me as a hooligan just now, why did you suddenly change your sex? Started to care about me? Besides, I'm not calling it weird, that's calling it introspection! ”

It's not that the Metropolitan Governor intends to soak her, it's just that he was indeed a little confused at that moment just now. Unable to extricate himself, he wanted to wake himself up in this way, so that he could face everything in front of him clearly and soberly.

The road ahead is unknown, and it is pitch black. Even if you try your best to get to the end, not to mention the scarred, the powerlessness of everything in someone else's control is almost overwhelming. What made him feel even more unacceptable was that he was just a mortal, even if he had a rebellious eye on his body and retrieved the magic ball, he was not much better than Tuda and them. If you want to go to the last level, you have to sell your soul.

Give your soul to Shenbing Kun one by one, and on the day when the chips are exhausted, can this house still belong to you?

"Actually, I'm not completely incomprehensible...

"Oh? Understand what? ”

"Although you are a person from a black hole, after all, you are just an ordinary person, and it goes without saying that the saint has entrusted you with such an important mission, needless to say, it is more stressful. My reaction just now was a bit too much, too much! ”

The excesses in Mochizuki's mouth naturally refer to the words that scolded him just now, but this can't be completely blamed on a woman, who let Zhou Yu get used to it, cats and dogs day by day?

"Madam, there are some things that you may not be able to understand if I say them, just like you can't penetrate my inner world in this life, but I still have to say it!"

Mochizuki looked at this face that she was very unfamiliar with with her blindfolded. At this moment, she felt that she did not understand or even recognize the young man in front of her at all.

"I killed the Water King because of a personal vendetta, and I have nothing to do with the Lord of Destruction. If you have a chance, you can help me pass the word back and kill the fire, fire, and earth, and then it will be his turn. No one can run, if you ask me why? There is only one reason - who gave you such a great right to re-serve for a thousand years? ”