"How am I?" said Bu Li, his longbow half-bent, like a half-missing moon, and it looked extremely beautiful.

"You people from the Soul Lan Continent don't treat our bereaved clan as human beings at all. Bu Li smiled, but his voice was extremely cold, with a ruthless ferocity.

"Today, I stand in front of the Broken Dragon Platform with these companions of the bereaved family, and I have no regrets, thinking that I have recognized the hypocrisy of the so-called Great Ceremony of the Bereaved Family.

The filthy blood of bullshit, the original sin of bullshit.

Thousands of years ago, a great genius of the Soul Lan Continent persuaded our ancestors to defeat the invasion of the demons. As I stand here today, I can feel that it was a mutual honesty and understanding reconciliation that guided our bereaved clan like a lighthouse, bringing hope to the millions of bereaved people in the Xishan who were tormented by the fire of injustice that destroyed their lives.

His arrival is like a joyous dawn, which will finally end the long night that has bound the bereaved people of Xishan. ”

Bu Li's words are very frank, with all kinds of secrets in the middle, some of Bu Li is listening to what Hu Wu said, and some are purely his own brain supplement. The anger in my heart burst out like a volcano, and the anger burned.

Why?!

"You so-called superior people from the Soul Lan Continent have already turned their backs on the words left by their ancestors, oppressing and slaughtering the remnants of the Xishan Mountains. The bereaved clan who walked out of the West Mountain did not integrate into the Soul Lan Continent, but were scattered and sold into slavery!" Bu Li's words startled a thousand waves, and the war bear Wan Liqun, the tattoo was in hope, and Li Shaowei was inexplicably surprised. Once a lie that has been repeated for countless years is exposed, what lies beneath is so ugly and evil.

"You are scheming, you are trying hard, but you can't wait, and you start to win over the bereaved family. Bu Li continued, the elder of the Hate Mountain Sect who was aiming at the tip of the iron wood long arrow was a little lost, and he couldn't understand how Bu Li knew all this.

Da Hei was cruising on the Broken Dragon Platform, listening to the awe-inspiring words of Bu Li, but his heart was filled with infinite contempt. What the hell is this, aren't you so angry because Cai Xiaoxian's little girl was taken by someone and wanted to snatch it away?

Step away from the heart of the block, how many days of depression accumulated without vomiting unhappy.

Starting from Cai Xiaoxian, Bu Li has encountered or seen too many injustices to the remnants of Xishan. Originally, over the years, even Bu Li gradually got used to all this, but when the emotions were suppressed to a certain extent, it turned into a volcano and erupted.

"These days, I have seen too much of your despicability, and I have also seen too much friendship of the remnants of the West Mountain. Love, friendship, rebellion, all these are insulted by you as dirty. Today, if you hadn't been pointed at by my arrow, you wouldn't have heard these words. After saying that, I also feel much better in my heart, even if I am about to die with you, I feel very happy. At the very least, there are brothers and partners of the Xishan Relic who can know your despicability, and one day, the Xishan Relic will wake up, and the flames of anger will burn you despicable and shameless fellows to the ground. ”

The vines behind Bu Li began to swagger and dance, although the soul power was extremely weak, but Bu Li's determination never changed, even if it was to die together, even if it was death, he would pounce on it and bite you.

"Wait, what do you want!" The elder of the Hate Mountain Sect couldn't help but panic when he saw that Bu Li was about to explode the pattern carving beast and wanted to die with him. If he hadn't been injured before, he wouldn't have been afraid of a first-order little guy threatening himself with a self-explosion. But now, it's completely different. Be distracted and look at the black bear, maybe at any point, the guy will rush up and harass him. also had to deal with Bu Li's self-detonation of both defeats, and the elder of the Hate Mountain Sect was not sure that he would survive, so he yelled desperately to stop Bu Li's self-detonation.

"Me?" Buli thought for a moment and smiled. His head was slightly bowed, and his long black hair was covered with grass clippings and dirt. But at this time, the step away seemed so tall and sacred. The starlight fell on Bu Li's body, his muscles stretched, and he was full of wild power. Bowing his head, he said softly.

The elder of the Hate Mountain Sect didn't hear clearly, and subconsciously asked, "What did you say?"

"I have a dream. Bu Li raised his head, faced the elder of the Hate Mountain Sect, his eyes were as bright as stars, and said lightly.

"I dream that one day, the Xishan relics will really rise, and the truth I believe is self-evident, all people are created equal!"

"I have a dream, on the Soul Lan Continent, the Xishan Relic Clan can live on an equal footing with the people of the Soul Lan Continent, instead of becoming a beast for your entertainment. ”

"I have a dream, in a desert-like place like the Soul Lan Continent, where justice is hidden and oppression is rampant, there can really be freedom and peace and tranquility. ”

"I have a dream that the Xishan Relics can truly become a dignified race, not a race with dirty blood flowing in their veins, as written in the Remnants Dictionary. We don't need to wash it with the blood of our fellow people, in that case, the blood stains on our bodies will not be wiped off for a lifetime, and we will not be able to wash them clean. ”

"I have a dream that the children of our Xishan remnants will no longer be a tool for your sexual pleasure. No one is born inferior, no, never!"

Bu Li's words are more passionate than one sentence, every sentence is more indignant than one sentence, every sentence, every word is deafening, like a morning bell and a dusk drum that knocks on the hearts of all the bereaved young people present. The more he spoke, the brighter his eyes became, overpowering the surrounding starlight, overpowering the surrounding blood, and the tattered steps became more and more sacred and awe-inspiring.

Only Da Hei still kept running, attracting the attention of the elders of the Hate Mountain Sect. Da Hei was not moved by Bu Li's words, and he still despised it in his heart, isn't it just that his daughter-in-law is going to be snatched away, and he is fighting to the death?

"So, today, I want to use my blood to tell all the people of the Xishan Relic Clan that you are going to rob us of our living space, so prepare to fill the ravines of the Xishan with more flesh and blood!" roared out the fear in the hearts of the powerhouses of the Soul Lan Continent, the smallness in their hearts.

For countless years, they had fears in their hearts. It has nothing to do with strength or weakness, it is the weakness that appears in people's hearts after treachery. Although it is soft and weak, it stubbornly remains in the hearts of countless people, and in the hearts of everyone who knows that it is a festival, it takes root, sprouts, and grows, so that if the remnants of the West Mountain do not die if they are not destroyed, they will always turn into a layer of haze in their hearts from time to time.

Although Buli is only a teenager, the soul in this skin has experienced at least two lifetimes, if you count the forgotten memory, I don't know how many worlds Lu Dao has crossed, how many joys and sorrows have been seen, how many clouds and sunny days. This kind of thing that you don't have to think about, for Bu Li, just say it casually, and tell the truth.

If it weren't for Cai Xiaoxian, Bu Li would not be interested, because the Xishan Remnant Clan would go against the powerhouses of the Soul Lan Continent.

The strong are respected, the winner is king, and the law of the jungle is correct no matter which plane it is in and which world it is. At most, Buli took Cai Xiaoxian to wander the world and spent the rest of his life in the West Mountain. It was only because of the appearance of Hu Wu and because of his unwillingness to go to the Divine Relic Mountain Range that he came to the Divine Relic Mountain Range and saw the blood of many Xishan Relic Clansmen, and the touching stories that bloomed in those blood flowers.

From Lin Zidong's sacrifice to hurt the enemy, to the entangled love between an unknown man and woman, she knows him better than him. and then to the brotherhood between the war bear Wan Liqun and the tattoo Yu Wang, at the moment when he tore off his ears at the same time, Bu Li's heart was knocked open by these familiar strangers.

Since he came here, all this will not have nothing to do with him, and he can't be like those people in the Soul Lan Continent who indifferently watched the group of hot-blooded men of the Xishan Relic Clan die one by one, and let these angry people die with despicable names.

The blocks in my heart are accumulating more and more, and my words are like the Yangtze River, pointing directly to my heart.

I have a dream! All men are created equal!

These words were deafening, not only made the elders of the Hate Mountain Sect stunned, and they were at a loss under the direction of the long arrow, not knowing what to do, but also made the three men of the Xishan Remnant Clan feel like they had drunk a pot of spirits, and their bodies were hot.

These words have accumulated in the hearts of every Xishan remnant, and some people will not even realize that they have thought so, so they have lived a life in ignorance. And at this moment, Buli inadvertently opened the door, opened the door that wanted to be born equal, and the world outside the gate was clear, clean, and fragrant.

yes, why!

Zhan Xiong Wanli was seriously injured and bleeding profusely. In the large hole of the wine cup, although the hides were stuffed into it, there was still blood flowing out. He didn't have much strength, but he tried hard to hold Li Shaowei's shoulders next to him and stood up. Li Shaowei did not stop the war bear Wan Liqun's move, although it looked like it was about to commit suicide.

on your knees! I'd rather die standing up.

Li Shaowei used his strength in his hands, supported the war bear Wan Liqun, and stood in front of the Broken Dragon Platform. Even if he dies in the next moment, he can finally stand calmly in this world at this moment, straighten his waist, and roar, roaring all the blocks in his heart and blowing away the haze in his heart.

The tattooed wound was only more serious than that of the war bear Wan Liqun, and he was almost a wasted person. With each movement, more of the smell of blood will be scattered on the body. But Yu Wang was also slowly standing up, regardless of whether there was already a pool of blood under his feet.

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