"What a pitiful, pathetic, stupid bunch of human beings!" Wang Hu's voice was filled with anger at these people.

You must know that although Wei Yuan killed their children, Wei Yuan was once the benefactor who saved them, and it was not his intention to kill those people, he was just a poor person who was ** controlled.

Wei Yuan is just a poor puppet, living in the dreams that others have woven for him, and the real enemies of these people are those who hide behind the scenes, not Wei Yuan, the poor worm.

Pain and helplessness is Wei Yuan's performance when he finally killed himself, Wei Yuan at that time was simply like ashes, his face was full of helplessness, he once made countless voices of self-blame, and finally he pierced the blade into his heart, and then died slowly with pain, that is a kind of pain that death can not make Wei Yuan unforgettable, as a leader who loves the people and is close to the people, Wei Yuan has completely collapsed from the moment he knew the truth.

When Wei Yuan finally looked for relief, Wang Hu still remembered every word he said.

"I can't forgive myself!"

"When I know all this, I am doomed to death, no one can save me, I am a poor child, what I want to see most is that every family has sufficient wealth and lives a happy life, but I have caused countless people to endure suffering, I am a sinner, a heinous sinner, may my death comfort those spirits in heaven!" As Wei Yuan's words were slowly spoken by him, his sharp blade had already sunk into his chest.

Wang Hu originally wanted to stop it, because this person was indeed an unfortunate person, and he always had a trace of holy brilliance in his heart, with a pure heart, if he accepted it as his new people, it would definitely create a powerful apostle, but in the end, Wang Hu still gave up.

Just like what Wei Yuan himself said, no one can redeem him, Wei Yuan's heart is dead, even if Wang Hu saves Wei Yuan, all he gets is a person with a dead heart.

A person with a dead heart, even if Wang Hu turns it into his own gods, it will not be able to awaken his heart, what Wang Hu gets is only a walking corpse, no soul shell, living in the hollow all day long, such a human being even as a fanatical believer, the power of faith it provides is absolutely less than that of a normal fanatical believer, a thankless thing, Wang Hu has always refused, and the value of a human being with a dead heart is not even comparable to that of a low-level mechanical warrior.

"I really feel chilled for Wei Yuan, he loves the people so much, although he has done a lot of wrong things, but he doesn't know the truth of these things, an ignorant person, besides, Wei Yuan is already a dead person, do you want your savior to be difficult to rest under Jiuquan? Even if he voluntarily endures such pain, I, Wang Hu, will not see such a character being tarnished by you!"

"If anyone dares to break through the defenses of the mechanical warriors, I will kill them all!" The grim voice reached everyone's ears, and even those who were rushing around wildly regained their consciousness.

"Wei Yuan is also a poor man, and now that he is dead, why should I have to deal with a dead man? What can I do if Wei Yuan's corpse is **? Can I exchange my son's life back? Obviously, this is impossible, let this guy go to hell to repent!"

Some people who have woken up have begun to understand the truth, after all, as human beings, they still retain the basic ability to judge right and wrong, anger and hatred have not completely swallowed these people, and they have retained the consciousness of human nature, so that these people have not gone to that graveyard again.

"Wei Yuan, this bastard, I must kill! Does he think that if he dies, he will be able to escape our revenge? This is impossible, I will whip the corpse, I will break his corpse into ten thousand pieces, kill! kill! kill!"

These people have been completely consumed by hatred and anger, these people have completely lost their human identity, they are crazy for this moment, they have spontaneously forgotten everything around them, and only that graveyard remains.

Wang Hu once read a story, and that story goes like this:

Once upon a time, there was a very ordinary swordsman, he married a very beautiful woman, and lived a life in a small village that only envied mandarin ducks and not immortals.

However, one day disaster happened, because his woman was so beautiful, in one day at the market when he met a general, this general is a greedy and lustful person, the general was shocked when he saw this woman, and then the general with peerless martial arts forcibly occupied this poor beautiful woman, this woman and her husband have an incomparably deep affection, so after being forcibly occupied, self-extinguishing on the spot, the general said that the atmosphere is very good, think very unlucky, so the beautiful woman's body was chopped into pieces and fed to his dog。

After this ordinary swordsman knew that his wife was captured by the general, and finally he knew that his wife had been fed the general's dog, he was extremely angry in his heart, and drew his sword on the spot, wanting to rush into the general's mansion and kill the general, but as soon as he arrived at the gate of the general's mansion, he was beaten with a stick, and all kinds of humiliation, scolding and the pain of losing his wife turned into the seeds of hatred, which were buried in the swordsman's heart, and the next day, the swordsman had a full head of gray hair, and then became very indifferent, and hid in his own place from then on.

This swordsman practiced swords all day long in his residence, but unlike ordinary times, he only practiced one trick of flat stabbing, and he practiced this move for ten years.

For ten years, this swordsman has always been consistent, always practicing that sword······

Another five years passed, and the swordsman had been meditating for five years, and for five years he had never taken out his sword to practice, and he kept polishing his sword.

This was the sixteenth year, and in that year the swordsman had resolutely departed, leaving his sixteenth year of residence and taking his sword with him.

Soon two years passed, and a voice came from the general's mansion: "The general is dead, come quickly! The general is dead! Come on! Something big has happened!"

At this time, in the general's mansion, there was a strange scene in the general's residence, the ground was full of minced meat piled up and emitting a foul smell, and there was a man on the ground who was laughing, and a line of words was written around him: I have avenged you!

Ten years of sword practice, five years of heart training, three years of lurking, finally the swordsman finally killed the general, this general has ten times more powerful than the swordsman's ability, but the swordsman has no fear, he repeatedly practiced a sword for ten years, and finally he endured several strong blows from the general's bare hands, but he finally smiled and stabbed the sword into the general's heart.

The swordsman used that sword, his mental will and physical potential had been exhausted, and with the general's attack, the swordsman was already on the verge of dying, he struggled to cut the general into countless pieces of minced meat, and then wrote the words in blood, and then he passed away······

Wang Hu is still full of emotion when he thinks of this story now, the scene in front of him is very similar to that story, but it is different after all, at least, Wei Yuan is not the culprit who caused these people to lose their children and daughters······