Datang held the plain sword and stared at Gong Fan coldly. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

They have known each other for a long time, and at the earliest time, Gong Fan was a staunch servant of Shangbo, and he once felt extremely honored because he hugged Datang for a while. Later, he became more relaxed and threw himself into the door of the third lady, and since then he has gone farther and farther, and finally arrived today.

In Datang's impression, Gong Fan has always been a person with a calm temper and a hard mind.

In fact, it is exactly like this, before Aoyama came out, he was such a person.

Calmly watching Datang and Jiuli's people fight together, calmly analyzing the entire battlefield, when Qingshan was about to appear, he even threw three spears himself, almost killing Datang.

But why, after coming up from the swamp, suddenly it was as if he had lost his mind, and there was no longer the slightest trace of his former demeanor.

He had lost an arm and a tongue, and he was covered in blood and looked miserable, and his eyes were frantically scanning around, but he didn't know what he was looking at.

The cold blade of the sword was around his neck.

Is there compassion?

No!

Being a human being in two lives, especially seeing all the injustices in the world in this life, is quietly changing Datang's beliefs, and his original romantic ideas have long since disappeared.

There is a very famous saying in later generations: Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs, and saints are unkind and people are dogs.

The meaning of this sentence is that heaven and earth will not be favored by mercy and allow all things to operate naturally without interference, and saints will not be favored by kindness and allow the people to control their own destiny without interference.

If you think about it, it's telling everyone to be themselves.

The house of accumulating good has more than celebration, the house of accumulating evil has aftermath, doing good and accumulating evil is just like joy, anger and sorrow, and every face will get similar feedback.

To be good is to be yourself, dare to protest when encountering injustice, dare to draw a knife when encountering evil deeds, and are not afraid of heaven and humanity.

The way of heaven is the cold rules, following the rules is good, violating the rules is evil, and most importantly, you must have a brave heart, a strong heart!

If someone wants Datang's life, Datang will try his best to take his life; when he encounters someone who should be killed, Datang will kill him without mercy and bear the consequences of killing.

So Gong Fan died, and his head rolled into the swamp, his eyes still open.

There are already more than 300 people, including a celestial, two Honghuang, and two princes, and the knife that Datang wielded has never hesitated. If someone put a knife on his neck one day, he would never have the idea of begging for mercy.

Live when you should live, and die when you should die, it's also the way of heaven!

Qi Qi and Ying Zhao turned into a ray of light and returned to the mountain and sea realm, Xiao Qi and Feng Feiying followed behind Datang.

The swamp was inaccessible, and the thick rotten leaves completely covered the swamp surface, and the group walked very carefully.

Xiao Qi looked at Datang's obviously very young, but slightly depressed back, opened his mouth, and finally didn't speak.

Datang was thinking about some messy things in his heart, this treasure hunt could be described as a heavy loss, and the nine Xuanniao people didn't know where they were teleported.

The key thing is that Peng San is also gone, which is not a trivial matter in Peng Guo's territory, and it must be another big trouble.

"Brother Xiaojun, do you miss your nine followers?" Feng Feiying asked suddenly, still with a strong sense of ridicule in his tone.

Where was Datang in the mood to laugh with him at this time: "You teleported away with Jiang He, you should be very clear about their whereabouts!"

Feng Feiying said: "You have wronged me, the Qingguang Scroll is the treasure of the Xuanli clan, and I don't know that Jiang He actually got such a treasure." ”

Datang pondered for a moment and asked, "Jiuli Mountain has been in chaos to this point now, if I am not mistaken, Xuan Li should have launched a thunderous method against Bai Li at this time, you Feng Li is the third largest clan, and it is almost impossible to stay out of this change that affects the entire Jiuli Mountain." ”

Feng Feiying's face showed a look of surprise, and said, "Brother Xiaojun is quite smart, what you said is not bad." But these are the affairs of my Jiuli Mountain, what is the connection with you, the princes of China, why should I tell you this?"

Datang said: "You really have to tell me." First, Peng San is because of the disappearance of Jiuli's people, do you think Peng Bo can easily let you go?Second, that Senior Brother Baiyang is really a handsome little brother, he died so silently, aren't you sad?"

Feng Feiying's face changed: "You ......"

"The so-called fair little brother, what a woman!" Datang said: "You have a deep affection for that little brother, others can't see me, but they see it." ”

Feng Feiying bit her lip and didn't answer.

Datang continued: "Originally, your Feng Li and Bai Li got married, which was beneficial to both parties. But he didn't expect Xuan Li to have some other ideas, the heavenly and human white flag was not lightly injured, and Xuan Li took this opportunity to completely control Jiuli Mountain. Then the first thing they have to do is to get rid of the father and son of Bai Qi and Bai Yang, and the next thing is the marriage between you and Jiang He. ”

"Everyone comes out to mix the rivers and lakes, who doesn't have the means to press the bottom of the box, the Xuanniao are the dead soldiers that my Shang country has spent a lot of energy cultivating, if they can be easily killed by a Jiang River, it will be the real joke. Therefore, what you need to think about most now is how to explain to Peng Bo, after all, Peng San is the successor of the Peng family. As for me, Peng Guo invited me to this matter, so as long as I hand you over, this matter has nothing to do with me. Next, I just need to go all the way south, and one day the Xuanniao will catch up with me, and when the time comes, we will see you on Jiuli Mountain. ”

After saying these words, Datang was speechless.

The current situation is not very good for him, the nine Xuanniao people are missing, Qingshan took Gu Yu away, and there is only one Qingzhu who is not separated from friend and foe and Xiao Qi, who is suspected by Jia.

Previously, Gu Yu led the way, and Xiao Qi could naturally follow forward. Later, Gu Yu went to find Datang, and it was simply impossible for Xiao Qi to reach his destination in this dangerous swamp. What's more, why did Xiao Qi's mother find this weird swamp?

Xiao Qi is more like a mystery, it appears very abruptly, but at this time it is like a time bomb. In the past, when there was Xuanniao, he might have waited quietly, but now he didn't dare to wait passively, and he had to reconsider the layout and take the initiative. But in his heart, he hoped that Xiao Qi was just a simple little slave.

After returning to the residence, Datang called Xiao Qi over and asked:

"Xiao Qi, do you know why A has always disliked you?"

Xiao Qi shook his head.

Datang said: "There is a long story in this, but to put it simply, he has experienced the cruelest things in the world since he was a child, and it is difficult to trust a person, especially when it comes to the people he must protect, he will appear very cold-blooded." Now that the nine of them are gone, and I can't take you with me, I want you to find your mother in Pengguo by yourself, and when you return in the future, I will take you back to Shangguo. ”

Xiao Qi understood, then knelt on the ground and kowtowed heavily to Datang. His eyes were very bright, and he looked at Datang with a very sincere look, then turned his head and walked out of the room slowly. The doubts in my body turned into a kind of determination to face the pain.