"You're a fucking bitch!" Just as Leng Quan scolded and pointed at Xianquan's nose and roared, Feng Lieshan, the leader of the Demon Wei Pavilion, said something in his heart. Leng Quan's idea is to completely ignore everything, ignore the thoughts of all the people who want to survive in this boat (he now knows that it is a boat, not the palace embedded in the underground as he imagined), and directly use the most extreme and absolute method to reconcile the people of the Yu Sect to their deaths, completely like a mad dog biting the past, regardless of life and death, and unscrupulously achieve the goal.

Such people are both efficient and dangerous.

It was also at this time that Feng Lieshan's squinting phoenix eyes shot out a black light, and one by one "inadvertently" killed the cold spring, and then threw the corpse lava, the poisonous plan grew, circled, connected, and finally woven into a large net of conspiracy in Feng Lieshan's heart.

"That Hanlin Yuan is the emperor's hand-picked person, and the slave family is afraid-" Xianquan said resignedly, she glanced at the other people who were wearing blazing white peony in a panic, hoping that someone could persuade Leng Quan, who had already gone mad, but all she saw was four other women who were as insane as Leng Quan.

"Then he's even more damned!" Before Leng Quan could catch his breath and speak again, another blazing white peony named Lie Quan preemptively said, "Someone who suffers from hand-picking, if it's not a eunuch, it's—"

"It's the emperor's own people, that is, the biggest enemy of my descendant party, the imperial party. The six women looked at each other tacitly, and they all nodded, and Xianquan nodded to cater to the five people around him.

"Then let's do it now. Feng Lieshan couldn't stand it a little bit, these so-called "princesses" who had been brainwashed and perverted by the queen, and planned to finish things quickly, and also pay attention to dealing with Yinchen and dealing with this hateful woman. At this time, his Demon Wei Pavilion and these die-hard thugs of the Hou Party are all grasshoppers on a rope, no one wants to run away, kill the Xie Yu Sect, kill the Chongwang Shizi, kill the silver dust, kill the righteous path and the true king's father and son, these are the tasks they have to complete in one breath in this dark place deep underground. That sounds like a daunting task.

However, these demons didn't know that their every move at this time was under the absolute control of Silver Dust. "It's okay to get on the mage's boat, and I didn't ask you for a ticket!"

Silver Dust thought hatefully, his gaze wandering left and right among the two options on the touch screen on the table, one was to pass the anesthetic gas, so that he could solve all the problems except the dragon in the darkest, craziest, most effective and most effective way to reduce casualties and losses without worrying about the true king's feelings. As a "ruthless" "dark mage", he can directly detonate the lifeboat, burying Zhang Mengmeng's hatred, Yun Wuyue's hatred, Wan Jianxin's hatred and his hatred at the bottom of this dark and hot lake, afterwards, he can completely use the sentence "Encounter an accident, escaped by luck" to explain everything, whether it is the Demon Wei Pavilion Interpretation Sect, whether it is the Blazing White Peony or the Imperial Royal Family, and even the Hades King Yama of this world, he will not come to him for any trouble, nor will he know any truth.

Another option is to unlock the door and let the real king have limited freedom on this submarine, they will know the truth, know the experience, know why they live and why others die, they will also learn the techniques of naval warfare in modern warfare, know torpedoes and submarines, and even know missiles and nuclear explosions.

The virtual buttons on the two touchscreens, one for the wilderness, one for the truth, one for the ruthlessness of the dark mage, one for the outspokenness of the light mage, one for the dark path of loneliness and burying the truth, and one for the magic road of righteousness and self-determination.

Silver Dust hesitated for a second and a half at most, and then pressed his hand on the option to open the door without hesitation.

"Guys, you can walk around the submarine at will, and now we're absolutely safe. As he made his choice, Silver Dust said to the entire broadcast.

He didn't choose the path of a dark mage or a time mage, he chose a future with his friends.

He knew that Wan Jianxin, Prison Worship, Zhao Lingyun, and even Yin Huangwu and Yin Shanluan, if they wanted to be with him, they would inevitably come into contact with puppets, tanks, missiles, bombers, submarines and even nuclear-powered aircraft carriers in the future, no matter what education these people had received and what beliefs they held, they were forced to accept a civilization that was far more developed than this era, they were the first believers in the temple of civilization, and they were the fire thieves in this world.

Therefore, they must accept modern civilization and the theory of modern warfare, and they, because of the choice of fate, became pioneers.

All the areas that can be opened are open, and the metal doors are marked with green signs, and those red ones are either "nuclear power room" or "torpedo loading room", "pipeline room", "damage management area" and other dangerous areas, or "underwater personnel preparation area" and other more dangerous places. The idle prison slipped out of the small room, opened the door one by one, and saw brooms and machine guns, torpedoes and water cups, as well as nautical charts and "Voiceprint Identification Manual", in short, all kinds of rises, Wan Jianxin really relaxed, casually found a clean and empty place to lie down, spread his limbs, and looked like a king-sized starfish, while Yixuanzi was nervous, and even walked in various corridors like a thief.

Yixuanzi is a person who is better at empathy. Although his cultivation is not high, he is a person who likes to study strategies very much. When he shrank in his room, the first thing that came to his mind was "If I am an enemy, what should I do at this time", so he can generally understand the general thoughts of the enemy, that is, the people of the Demon Pavilion, and the Interpretation Language Sect at this moment, "Resign yourself to fate, wait for the opportunity, but whenever the silver dust reveals a small flaw, it will deliver a fatal blow." He had also dealt with a lot of people in the Demon Dao, and knew that many people in the Demon Dao had a character like a poisonous snake, so after hearing the phrase "absolutely safe", the first thing he thought of was that those enemies might be locked up and make a lot of noise in the room.

He walked down the stairs and wandered where the Interpreter Sect was supposed to be, opening the doors one by one, only to see empty rooms.

He flashed upstairs and rushed to the floor of the Demon Pavilion, opening all the rooms, still empty.

When the True King Zhao Lingyun and his friends were finally able to walk back and forth in the cabin, catch their breath, stretch their legs, and move their sedentary muscles and bones, Yi Xuanzi found with a pale face that the people from the Interpretation Sect and the Demon Wei Pavilion were gone.

"Where will they be? Stacked behind some red gate like kidnapped?or ——?" Yi Xuanzi thought in horror, and the terrifying image of Yinchen holding a kitchen knife and chopping Feng Lieshan into dumpling fillings flashed through his mind, making him shudder.

Yixuanzi ran towards the place where Wan Jianxin was, but saw Wan Jianxin's eyes slowly closed, obviously about to fall asleep again, and couldn't help but increase his steps, Wan Jianxin lazily propped up his head, and said in a tone of lesson: "Steady the point! Do you dare to take a step and run blindly in this kind of place!"

"Uncle Shi, something is wrong!"

"What's wrong, what's on fire?" Wan Jianxin saw that Yixuanzi's expression was not quite right, and quickly got up from the ground.

"The people of the Demon Wei Pavilion and the Interpretation Language Sect have all disappeared!"

"Disappeared?" Wan Jianxin didn't react for a while, and he was stunned for three or four seconds before he rolled his eyes. His initial reaction was the same as that of Yixuanzi, a miserable white panic, but soon, his expression relaxed, and a solemn and steady expression was synthesized in Yixuanzi's eyes.

"Silver Dust said that it is absolutely safe, and naturally it is safe, and if he lets those people go, it will not hurt. Wan Jianxin patted the dust that didn't exist on his body, and said in a relaxed tone.

"Uncle Shi, I'm not saying that these people have given up somewhere...... I mean, Uncle Silverdust won't just give them to-"

"How about killing?" Wan Jianxin snorted coldly: "Most of those people are innocent of death. People of the righteous path, can you still have mercy on the warriors of the Demon Dao?Have you ever seen the people of the Demon Dao have mercy on me?!"

"No!" Yi Xuanzi hurriedly waved his hand: "I mean, does Uncle Yinchen take advantage of people's danger when he kills people......

"It turns out that you are still thinking about the path that we insist on-" Wan Jianxin's expression completely eased: "Let's not say that Yinchen is definitely a righteous path, and he will not use his long-range hurting skills to fight with people in melee duels, even if he has no choice but to kill those people with a conspiracy, then he is forced to do so, and those people also deserve it...... You say, "When they were killing my family, friends, brothers, and innocents, did they say the word justice?"

"What do you say, but we're not demons!"

"Okay, then let's go ask him. Wan Jianxin was persuaded by Yi Xuanzi, and when he thought that Yinchen might take advantage of it this time, he would develop in the direction of a demonic path, specializing in the study of strange tricks and tricks, all kinds of weird and difficult to prevent but also very unworthy magic methods, he himself felt a panic in his heart. Wan Jianxin's meaning to the righteous path is still at the narrow level of "the means and ends are correct", and he has not thought of accepting those minor righteous paths, that is, the so-called creed of the false righteous path, that is, "the end is right, and the means can be evil".

Walked through the metal door of the main control room together, and saw that Yinchen was enjoying something like a palace fighting drama, and for Yinchen's "boards" that could display dynamic pictures and even sounds, people who had been with him for a long time were somewhat accustomed to it.

"Silver dust. Wan Jianxin was a little embarrassed in front of Yinchen: "I want to ask ......"

"Ask me if I just threw those people into the lava, right?"

"Yes. ”

"Thought. Silver Dust calmly pointed out the sonar display to them, "I once wanted to hide from all of you and blow the lifeboat where the Demon Pavilion and the Interpretation Sect were located to pieces with one shot, and let them drift in the magma. ”

"You're saying we're not on the same boat hill as them?"

"The righteous path and the devil's path are never people who walk on the same path, since the way is different, why go together, since they don't walk the same way, why bother with the same boat?"

"Don't talk about that, what do you say, what should I do with these people?" Yinchen said, "Some of them have already directly threatened me?"

"There are still people like this?!" Wan Jianxin and Yi Xuanzi exclaimed at the same time, "How can they be like this?

"As I said, the blazing white peony is a time bomb that will pop out of the big basket at any moment. A bright light flashed in Silver Dust's eyes, and the light was extremely cold.

Both of them were silent, and after a long while, Wan Jianxin cautiously asked, "That blazing white peony can't be an evil way, right?" He looked at Silver Dust wistfully, waiting for Silver Dust to shake his head.

"Unfortunately, they are the evil ways fed by the government. Yinchen's voice was as cold as his gaze: "If a government that cannot seek dignity for the nation externally and happiness for the people internally, can barely function, then the rotten stench in it is by no means understandable to those of you who uphold the concept of righteousness when fighting......

"If they are evil, then we can only do this, Silver Dust, give orders, although I don't know the principle, but I know that you can directly sink that ship, and let this rolling lava bury everything. Wan Jianxin interrupted Silver Dust's tirade that was about to begin. Silver Dust could tell that something deeper seemed to have been suddenly broken in his steel-like tone. Silver Dust felt as if he was making a final farewell to his past self, and his whole person was freed from an invisible shackle.

"Don't you want to seek revenge from Xie Yuzong?" Yin Chen was silent for a moment before he said, he took advantage of Wan Jianxin's body to shake when he was asked, and reached out and pressed a switch, "It's a wonderful thing to have an enemy in your hand." ”

"The sonar has locked onto the target. A cold AI voice rang out, as if reporting an inconsequential piece of gossip news.

"There are many ways to get revenge, Silver Dust. Wan Jianxin suddenly smiled, his smile was very beautiful, different from the quiet and cold beauty of Yinchen, his smile was like a bright afternoon, brilliant and dazzling, but lazy and relaxed, without the cold feeling he usually had: "Before this East China Sea Secret Realm, I dreamed many nights that I cut off Fang Tianhang's head and cut his body into a broken sack...... In the blood-red dream, there is a twisted pleasure, but there is no real happiness. It wasn't until I had a sword competition with Fang Tianhang that I finally understood what revenge was. Revenge is not only to give the enemy a good look in front of him, but also to give his predecessor a wedding card...... In short, getting out of hatred is not something that you can solve by cutting the enemy into three or five hundred pieces, it's not that simple. ”

"Revenge, what you really want to kill is the resentment and grievances in your heart, for thousands of years, how many heroes and heroes on the rivers and lakes, stabbed the enemy, but they can't let go of the nostalgia for the past, jumping off the cliff, returning to the seclusion, the righteous cause of seeking the well-being of the people and asking for fate, but there are not many real masters who are willing to dedicate themselves to it, and finally let the devil take the lion's share, distort justice, abandon the kilometer, and make the world into the current black appearance...... Yinchen, what is the hatred and sorrow of my ten thousand sword hearts, compared with the hatred and sorrow of thousands of ordinary people in this world who have been forced to ruin by the government? Today, my family of ten thousand sword hearts is ruined, and tomorrow I am afraid that thousands of people will be ruined by the calamities of the Interpretation Sect, the blazing white peony and the like, and I alone give up such a good opportunity to save them from a desperate situation and put them in a fair ring to fight the male and female, but I don't know that they will not abide by the so-called public skin, poisonous needles, tricks, plots, sieges, all unbearable means are used, and I may die because I am outnumbered, but let the enemy pick up the victory, you say, this is the right wayOr the synics of the court who don't do any?"