"Upper generation"

I have long had a guess, and the old ancestor was not surprised by the identity of the ninth son, but only regretted.

The King of the Mountains has lived for thousands of years, and no one knows whether it is a man or a beast, or if it is half human and half beast like his disciples, whether it is still alive, hidden, sleeping, or simply dead. What people know is that there are endless inheritances under the mountain monarchs, and each one means some kind of title, and there is inheritance after death.

No more, no less, thirty-seven sons walk the world, and this number will always be there.

How the prince of Qianchou got acquainted with the ninth son and came together, and how he finally broke through the encirclement of the original gods, is poignant and moving, but it does not include the old ancestor.

There were only two words she noticed: Senior!

"So, she's dead?"

The word "last generation" is enough to explain everything, and the ancestor still has to ask, so she can only say that she attaches too much importance to it. The Blood Dancer seemed to know this, and didn't get angry because of it.

"Dead. ”

"What did you leave behind?"

"There is a sentence. ”

"What is it?" the old ancestor was slightly refreshed.

"She didn't hurt my heart. ”

The Blood Dancing King's eyes flickered like stars and ghosts, and he said word for word: "My wife told me before she died that she was not here to harm me. ”

The Spear King suddenly took a step forward, his indifferent gaze fell on Blood Dance's face, and he said with a sarcastic expression, "Stupid." ”

Blood Dance didn't look at him at all, only looked into the eyes of the old ancestor, as if waiting for the verdict.

The old ancestor looked faint and said, "Lu Zhao is right, you are indeed very stupid. ”

There was silence all around, Blood Dance's breathing was slightly rapid, and his wild face twitched from time to time. refused to defend himself, and obviously did not want to admit the words of his ancestors.

The ancestor said: "The love between husband and wife is deep. Hongu believes that she trusts life and death with you, and can even die for you. But you do get caught up in love. I didn't really understand, or maybe I didn't want to understand the meaning of that sentence. ”

Blood Dance said in a cold voice, "I don't understand. ”

The old ancestor said calmly: "She wants to tell you that the original purpose of the Nine Sons of the Mountain Monarch was to harm, but she didn't do that. ”

Blood Dance was slightly stunned.

The old ancestor said sarcastically: "The disciples of the mountain monarch are easy to not get close to, and it is even more taboo to marry; the result of the investigation of this palace is that in order to ensure the bloodline, they prefer to make peace and reproduce with beasts. You should know the experience of Thirteen, his sister-in-law and thirty-seven sons are proof of this. Could it be that you really thought that you were so good back then, enough to make the disciples of the Mountain Monarch who were not close to you fall in love with it, and they came from afar to meet each other?"

Blood Dance's expression changed slightly. It's hard to be as firm as you were just now.

The old ancestor said: "When I first heard the name of Qianchou in this palace, I also carefully studied what you did, and the final conclusion was: it is unbearable!"

She said: "The ninth son of Shanjun, his birth, temperament, appearance, talent, and cultivation powers, none of them will be worse than you, an amorous son, why should you be moved by that little false name? Or is it because you are born good-looking, you can make the women of the world, including characters like the ninth son of Shanjun, abandon the rules?"

The voice suddenly turned sharp, and the old ancestor shouted: "Think about it with your not smart and self-righteous brain, when the ninth son first came into contact with you. What the hell is the purpose?"

The expression of the blood dance changed again, the ferocity was no more, and it was replaced by the pain gradually deepening, and the grief was unwilling. Indescribable.

He is not really stupid, even if he is stupid, so many years of grinding is enough to understand some deep things, just as the ancestor said. Blooddance doesn't want to think of his wife in that direction and refuses to accept the facts.

The Nine Sons came with some kind of purpose. Successfully got together with the son of a thousand sorrows, but failed to act according to the original Jihua. But with the passage of time, he changed his original intention and truly loved him. Until one day, the ninth son and Qianchou told the truth, and the amorous son was sad and angry but couldn't bear to "kill his relatives with righteousness", so he changed his style and hid it, trying to stay with his lover for life.

In the end, the nine sons were in the same door, that is, Miaomiao sensed that something was wrong, so

Simple, bloody, and even boring and helpless stories have been staged countless times in history, and the son of a thousand sorrows is not the first, and will never be the Zuihou one.

His wife's worries and persuasions, his own persistence and reluctance, his wife's guilt and uneasiness, his own comfort and confusion, until finally he was powerless, regretful but unresolved. Scenes of the past came flooding back to his mind, and Blood Dance quickly and easily found more evidence, and his body unconsciously fell to the bow of the boat, his expression becoming more and more sad.

"I'm not wrong, I haven't hurt anyone, Jiu'er hasn't hurt anyone else, we shouldn't be like this, we shouldn't"

"If everything can be measured by right and wrong, this shijie is too simple. You are greedy for love and reluctant to prosper in the world, reluctant to let go of your lover and reluctant to be a clansman, hiding is not like hiding like hiding, the ending is doomed by yourself from the beginning, how can you blame others. ”

The old ancestor said disdainfully: "You think that you are not wrong, it is the demon clan that harmed you; ”

Blood Dance was paralyzed on the ground, his eyes were scattered and he didn't know what to think, he was already like a wasted person.

The fall of the proud person is even more pitiful, the same is the enmity of husband and wife, looking at him with a sad appearance, the old ancestor was a little touched, sighed lightly and said: "That's it, the past things, it is not interesting to explain it; This palace only asks you one thing, have the nine sons ever explained, who will be the next nine sons?"

Blood Dance shook his head blankly, as if he thought of something, and said vaguely: "Spirit Domain." ”

The old ancestor was slightly flustered and asked, "The next generation of nine sons is in the spiritual realm?"

Blood Dance nodded, shook his head again, and the Spear King next to him was impatient, and shouted, "What the hell is it?"

Blood Dance said blankly, "I'm not sure that Jiu'er once said a word, or it had something to do with it. ”

"What are you talking about?" asked both of them at the same time.

"Spirits and demons are like the two sides of yin and yang, and like the two poles of heaven and earth; ”

"What a big breath!" the Gun King snorted coldly.

"The prosthetic hand is kind of interesting. ”

The old ancestor was different from the Gun King, and looked up at the bamboo forest after thinking about it, with a look of understanding.

"Is Death Destiny Too?"

When he awoke, the wind was blowing, the fields were silent, the stars were blinking, and a curious child looked at another child, wanting to ask him why he was so sleepy.

"Oops, how long"

Turning over and sitting up, Shisanlang's first reaction was whether he would sleep for three years again, and quickly raised his hand to touch his face.

The scars are still there, proving that the world has not been a long time, and while I am very comforted, I can't help but wonder why my body is full of liliang, as if I haven't experienced that fierce battle.

"Don't pretend, your injuries aren't as bad as they are. ”

The ancestor lifted the fishing rod and looked at the fish that was jumping around and struggling desperately on the hook, so emotional, so melancholy, so relieved.

"It turns out that there is really luck on shijie. ”

A little card, two thousand words, shame shame, no words.

Mainly those obscure (not obscene) parts are a bit hard to think about, to be weird not strange, to match the identity of the character you know, I like to toss on this kind of detail, commonly known as pretending.

That's why it's slow

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