"You can rub it if you want?"

An old man with messy hair stood guard at the door, squinting at Grimace and Uojin. He leaned against a large, shiny black vat that made an eerie gurgling sound.

Grimace and Yu Jin didn't dare to refute a word, and the two deputy heads of the Tianfeng Department looked like they were listening to the teachings honestly.

"Do you know how much effort I put into this bowl of porridge? Yes, it's hard work. I first looked for someone and contacted them, but no matter what I said, they didn't agree. Can I just give up? Of course not! I tried to find out how to inquire and see what was missing from the list. I tell you, for a person with perseverance, it is not so easy to give up!"

The red copper mask of the grimace did not have the slightest cold glow, but seemed like copper oil about to melt under the sun. The towering bun of the fish is like a frost-beaten turnip.

The old man who spoke up spat and his eyebrows danced.

"I looked at the list of the best cannas and hadn't found them yet, haha, I happened to know that the leader of a nest of thieves had the best cannas. So I set off overnight, and at this time I could see how important execution is, and you say I'm going to procrastinate, and this canna may be someone else's. It took a night of hard work to kill all the thieves on the mountain, and then it took another two hours to search the entire mountain, and finally found this superb canna. You say, 'Is it easy?'"

I don't know if it's too much sun, and beads of sweat drip from the edge of the grimace mask onto the ground, and Yujin's back is soaked.

The old man sighed: "It's not easy! With this canna, they finally agreed to give me a bowl of porridge, and then sent me to guard the door." I was angry at the time, my status and status, let me guard the door? But then I thought, I took so much effort to get the porridge, if any rabbit cub who doesn't have long eyes can come and have a bowl at random, then wouldn't my hard work be in vain? Ai Hui's kid is also reasonable, there are more people, won't the old man have to share less?"

The sweat of the bronze ghost and the fish jin flowed faster.

The old man asked the two of them contentedly, "You say, is that reasonable?"

"Yes, yes, the seniors are so hard, how can others eat white food!" the bronze ghost echoed.

"You're a sensible baby. The old man sighed, and his face was full of remembrance: "We old men, we have worked hard for the Presbyterian Council all our lives, and we have been secretly injured, and the Presbyterian Council does not care, and the evening scene is bleak!

The body of the bronze ghost was a little trembling, and his tongue was knotted: "What did the predecessor say...... That'...... to put it."

Under the gaze of the old man, the bronze ghost gritted his teeth: "It's so real!"

The old man was relieved: "Hahaha, that's a good point! Your baby is good, I can see the level, what kind of radical, I think you can be a radical!"

In the hearty laughter of the old man, the two fled.

The latest information: The Qinglong thieves who have been in trouble for many years in Qinglong Mountain have been wiped out, and the corpses are everywhere, and the property can be seen everywhere. The murderer is suspected of being [Volcano Heavenly Venerable].

Tian Huzun, aged sixty-four, nicknamed [Volcano Tianzun], is a master of fire cultivation.

He used to be one of the candidates for the radical of the Burning Flower.,But because of his temper.,Anger and manslaughter in the challenge.,So he withdrew from the radical battle.。 began to accept various tasks as a lone ranger, and the value of Tianxun reached 330,000. In the past 100 years, it ranks seventh.

Tian Huzhun failed to attack the grandmaster at the age of forty-six, resulting in a recurrence of old injuries, which rarely appeared.

Tian Huzhu and Le Buleng have a deep friendship, and the two have fought many times.

This information was sent to the desks of each house, and all the people who saw this information either bared their teeth or rubbed their heads, and felt that it was difficult to handle. Guys like Tian Huzhu are the enemies that everyone doesn't want to face, this kind of people have outstanding achievements, high prestige, strong strength, and often have a hot temper, just a little bit.

Fighting without a word is simply commonplace for these people. A word of discord will lead to a river of blood, and for these people, it is not a big meal.

The point is, it is not necessarily possible to fight.

These people are not fought by prestige, but by real knives and guns, and each one of them is an old fritter, slippery and hard.

However, everyone knows that Tian Huzhu's failure to attack the grandmaster is an important reason for the dark injuries on his body. In order to eliminate these secret wounds, Tian Huzhu dared to make enemies of anyone.

Mrs. Ling was full of admiration: "The little guy is too cunning!"

The head of the Ling family felt that there was a breath in his chest, and his face turned pale with anger, and after a while, he said unwillingly: "Withdraw! Let them all withdraw!"

The bronze ghost who returned to the City Lord's Mansion immediately became furious and scolded: "Insidious! It's too insidious! Let Tian Huzhu guard the door! Despicable, insidious, and cunning!"

Yujin said coldly: "Kill!"

The bronze ghost perked up with his spirits: "It should be killed!

Yujin was silent, and after a moment, he spat out two words: "Suicide." ”

Bronze Ghost: "......"

"It's too insidious and too cunning!"

Ai Hui shook his head and shook his head, his face full of emotion: "I didn't expect you to be such a Dawei." ”

Probably no one outside could have imagined that the idea of letting Tian Huzhu guard the door was not from Ai Hui's hand, but from Jiang Wei, who seemed to be honest, calm and reliable.

Jiang Wei smiled and said nothing.

Compared with Ai Hui, he has a more sober and profound understanding of the complexity of the current situation. The Sword Cultivation Dojo is becoming more and more populous, and it is like a magnet that attracts the survivors of Matsuma Castle to gather here from all directions.

There are more and more people gathering, and when everyone is carnival, some of them are already thinking about some profound questions.

In the eyes of outsiders, they are a group. In their own minds, they are also a group.

When Ai Hui stood up, they scattered all over the place were like invisible threads, connected to each other. In normal times, they would even ignore this connection, but when Ai Hui appeared, they were surprised to find that the connection between them was so strong.

They are indeed a group, a group that is closer than outsiders and themselves think.

In the past three years, they have been tempered in different positions. They are far from being old enough, but they are no longer naïve and ignorant. However, the undercurrent surging outside and the surrounding crisis reminded them how jealous and coveted they were outside.

They need to start facing up to their power, they need to start facing up to their thoughts.

Saga or Xinmin?

What do you gain, what do you lose?

Ai Hui didn't expect things to develop like this. His initial idea was extremely simple, and he was very happy to see everyone, so he simply took out the fire lotus seeds that could not be sold and shared them with everyone.

Eight treasure porridge can cause such a vigorous event, and Ai Hui, the initiator, was also dumbfounded.

Dumbfounded, he also smiled.

Drink porridge happily and cultivate peacefully.

What does the struggle between Xinmin and the family have to do with himself? What does the future of the Five Elements Heaven have to do with himself? He is just a small person, he does not uphold the will of the world, and he is powerless to save sentient beings from the fire of water.

He has only one mission, and he wants revenge.

This is the only task he needs to accomplish in this life, whether he will retire or die in it. When his dragon spine sword passed through the master's chest, his small life was given the color of blood.

But he didn't want everyone to accompany him, he knew that this was a road of no return. He doesn't want everyone to accompany him into the abyss, just live well.

He listened to the discussion with a quiet smile and did not express an opinion.

Maybe when everyone's energy passes, the waves will probably calm down again.

Jiang Wei was the first to notice Ai Hui's calmness.

The two of them sat on the roof, the sword cultivation hall was lit up by a bonfire, and people kept coming every day, so that the dojo was always immersed in a carnival atmosphere.

Jiang Wei looked at the City Lord's Mansion in the distance, and suddenly said, "Ah Hui, are you afraid of dragging us down?"

Ai Hui didn't know what to say.

Jiang Wei said to himself: "Ah Hui, do you think that the hatred with the blood of the gods is your business alone?"

Ai Hui was silent.

"It's not your business, Hui. Jiang Wei's tone was low: "Except that we didn't kill our own master with our own hands, we have no other difference." ”

Ai Hui was shocked.

"Our masters, classmates, friends, and relatives died in Matsuma Castle. Jiang Wei's voice was a little hoarse, with a hint of trembling: "How many people died?" It's not you who wants revenge, every one of us wants revenge, and each of us never forgets revenge. The dead will not die in vain, the blood shed will not be shed in vain, and how can hatred be forgotten out of thin air?"

"Ah Hui, do you think we can forget all the hatred and live in peace? The Elders can do it, they are in charge of the entire Five Elements Heaven, there are countless people, how insignificant a small city is to the situation of the entire Five Elements Heaven. They can tell themselves that they are for the entire Five Elements Heaven. But we can't, we can't forget. Not now, not in the future, not in the future. ”

"Matsuma Castle can be restored to its original appearance with the castle as a cloth, but can the buried corpses live? Can the dead lives live? Will relatives and friends still come back to life? I still can't forget how frightened I am that there are corpses everywhere, there is blood, and people keep falling. I can't tell myself, this is war, you deserve it. I can't tell myself that this is war, forget about it, and live safely in the future. ”

"Go ****** damn war!"

Jiang Wei's face was hideous and distorted.

"Why do you think revenge is your business, why do so many people quit, because we have not forgotten revenge, because we know that the Presbyterian Church only wants to settle down now. It doesn't matter if it's a new people or a family, but we want to pay it back with blood!"

"Ah Hui, we are the same people. ”

Jiang Wei regained his composure, he turned his head and dropped the sentence and jumped from the roof.

On the roof, Ai Hui looks like a clay sculpture. (To be continued.) )