The old man was silent.

With a thoughtful look in his eyes, he finally nodded slightly: "Yes." ”

"That's good!"

Sun Wen looked at the distance and someone was already gradually coming: "In this case, the predecessors used their own words to determine life and death, which is in line with the beliefs of the human race?" ”

The old man shook his head slowly: "No." ”

"The predecessors have cultivated so far, and they are already the six senses, and in my human race, they have entered the ranks of masters to protect the people and all sentient beings."

"Speaking lightly about life and death, respectable to the martyrs of the human race?"

Sun Wen asked again.

The old man sighed softly, and the long sword in the void slowly dissipated, turning into a point of light.

"The first way, the younger generation has walked."

"With the grudge with the demon clan, we have no right to talk about forgiveness."

"But Atay... Born as a human race, what he has experienced is not his intention, and what he proves now is just the heart of Atai, the nature. ”

"Before there is no result, directly cut off the path of life."

"This is not the Terran in my heart."

Sun Wen's expression was solemn, looking at the old man who was neither humble nor arrogant, and he was firmly in front of Atai.

"The younger generation thinks that Mocheng... It's time to go. ”

"There must be an explanation for this after all."

"A statement to the world."

"Reason, it is to be argued."

"Senior, what do you think?"

The old man was silent, and after a long time, he shook his head lightly: "But Mocheng is a place where my human ancestors have slept for a long time after all, demon..."

"Let's take a break."

"Grinding and chirping, this is the matter of the Ink Pavilion and the Demon Domain."

"The worst thing is also this baby's own business."

"What does it have to do with you?"

"Idle."

"The sages didn't say anything, and you still share the worries of others."

In the distance in the city, an elderly aunt who runs a tailor's shop and wears reading glasses mutters.

I'm still busy with needlework.

But what seemed like a whisper of a whisper continued to explode in the air outside the city.

"Liujue, it's amazing to fly!"

"You can't be down-to-earth and talk to people face to face!"

"Young people now!"

This aunt is like a broken mouth, chattering constantly.

The old man's face changed in mid-air, and the energy around him fell from the air as if he had been evacuated.

Fortunately, in front of the near ground, the energy is restored.

Barely let him steady himself.

It's not a loss of face.

"Thank you seniors for your advice."

The old man looked at the city in the distance with some trepidation, bent down, and bowed.

"Thanks for the fart!"

"The old woman finally saved some money to do a deal."

"I have to move again!"

The owner of the voice was clearly in a bad mood.

Place the sewn garment on the table.

"Who, the doll of the Lin family, remember to come and get the clothes."

"Put it on the table for you."

"The fabric of this dress is good, it must be comfortable to wear."

"Especially the big flowers on the cuffs, how handsome."

"Next time I wear it and go out, I will definitely like the little girl..."

The sound grew quieter and quieter until it was gone.

When I looked again, the tailor's shop was empty.

Only a flower jacket was left quietly on the table.

is obviously a hermit master, but he always feels a little talkative and broken-mouthed...

The old man outside the city was already sweating profusely at this time, and his guilt was overflowing.

I actually provoked the hermit predecessors out of the mountain, and even had to change their residence.

After a long time, the old man raised his head and his eyes fell on Atai: "I will go to Mocheng, waiting for your reason, if you can convince me, I will say to you in public..."

"Convince you of a fart."

"Why do you owe it so much, those dolls are hot-blooded, and I won't say anything when they are young and vigorous."

"You're quite old, too, so you can't do something serious."

"Why don't you learn tailoring with me, there is a lot of knowledge here, especially needlework, I drop my mother, I feel more difficult than cultivation, that big flower..."

"Oh yes, I'm already far away."

"Goodbye."

The sound died down again.

The old man was in no mood to speak anymore, but just took a deep look at Ah Tai and turned to leave.

Look at the direction of departure, it is Mocheng.

Obviously, he still wants to make up for this excitement.

No, he still wants to hear about it.

Ever since this reclusive senior spoke, he always felt that what they had done was a very meaningful thing, and it suddenly became like a child fighting, which was a bit embarrassing.

City gates.

The young people who had just been driven out stopped in unison as they listened to the old voice.

Straighten your waist, clench your fist with your right hand, and hammer your chest.

The head is slightly bowed.

As I said before, at the end of the day, no one is wrong.

These young people also respect the predecessors of the human race.

He is also willing to die for the human race.

But again...

In everything, seek a reason.

Of course, in this matter, there is still something wrong after all.

The one who is wrong is the demon who provokes public opinion.

What is wrong is the demon domain that experiments with people.

Wrong...

It is those cowardly, but eager to stand in the sun, enjoy the honor of heroes, and have long lost their hearts.

Looking at the people under the city gate from afar.

Sun Wen took a deep breath.

Jump to the roof of the car.

He was still carrying a big horn in his hand, and shouted hoarsely: "You ask for reason, and our brothers will give it!" ”

"You said you want to say the law, and our brothers will give it too!"

"Even if this reason is said in the end, you don't recognize it, and you want his life!"

Sun Wen pointed to the direction of Atai, who was silent in the distance, his eyes were bloodshot, and his voice trembled lightly: "Brother will give it too!" ”

"Not only his, but my life, also to you!"

"But death at your hands, I don't admit it."

"Big deal, I'll take Atai to the demon domain, fight with the demons, and die at the hands of those demon beasts, everyone, okay?"

For some reason, Sun Wen was a little tired, and his embarrassed figure stood on the roof of the car, looking very arrogant in the moonlight.

Mu Yu stepped forward lightly: "Go together." ”

"If there is no room for Atai in this world, what if the brothers step on the demon domain together?"

"Maybe you will kill through the demon domain and become the king!"

Zhao Zicheng still has that sunny smile, leaving only Atai with a back.

Lin Xiaoxiao touched Dabai with one hand and nodded vigorously.

Looking at the figures of everyone, Atai's eyes were moist, and he couldn't bear to cry, but the self-blame and guilt in his eyes became more and more obvious.

Maybe...

When that scene happened, suicide was already the best destination for himself.

At least, it won't affect anyone else.

The people outside the city were silent, looking at each other and not speaking.

Eventually, these people formed a huge crowd and walked in the direction of Mocheng.

It can be regarded as the silent default of Sun Wen's words.

Terrans, there are demons.

For public and private, there must be an explanation.

Otherwise, what they have held on to in their hearts over the years has become a joke.

There were also some people, sneering and sneering at the back of the crowd.

Coming together in twos and threes.

He kept muttering something.