Su Mo was dazed and helpless, and could only watch as the red mist slowly devoured towards the cities.

The people below who were about to be covered by the red mist looked at Su Mo who was exhausted above the void with a calm expression.

In the white clothes was endless pain and weariness.

"It's coming—" A farmer muttered to himself with a sad expression as he stared at the slowly approaching red mist.

"It's a rare peace." The other woodcutter shook his head, not knowing what to say.

"The Emperor of the People," an old minister muttered to himself.

"I'm so tired." The old minister's wife and children said.

Everyone's hearts seemed to be shrouded in despair, just waiting for the red mist to hit.

They seem to already know that their human emperor can't save them this time......

This Heavenly Dao always seems to want to wipe out these ordinary and kind people.

Some vendors returned home in silence and wrapped their arms around their loved ones...... I want to keep this last warmth in mind.

Some farmers reluctantly picked the unripe melons and fruits they planted, and sent the green melons and fruits into their mouths, full of sourness...... After planting for half a year, I always have to taste it.

Mr. You took the students back to the school and continued to teach the students...... Even if he was going to die, he wanted to finish this volume and die in the academy.

They seemed to be able to see the weariness of the white-clothed man above the void, and they could also see the regret and helplessness in the eyes of the white-clothed man.

He wanted to save everyone, but he couldn't......

Those people in the world seem to have been prepared for a long time, but they just look at the relatives and friends around them, and they are still reluctant in their eyes.

With a sigh, the people below seemed to have accepted what was to come.

Luo Yin looked at Su Mo who was trembling blankly, and the regret in his eyes turned into sadness......

Entering the Tao with the piano, he was most hurt.

The love of the people in this world is greater than all else......

The Great Elder of the Holy Sect also returned, walked to Su Mo's side, and looked at the red mist that was still spreading below, and his old and pale face showed heaviness.

"You know it's all in vain, why do you want to send people away? You send them to a distance, and when the red mist comes, it's just a matter of dying later......" The Great Elder of the Holy Sect spoke slowly.

"I don't believe in your nature, and I don't see the futility of this."

Su Mo froze when he heard this, turned his head and slowly looked at the Great Elder.

yes, why would I do that?

There seems to be no reason, so what's the point of sending people away?

Luo Yin also looked at Su Mo, and she saw that Su Mo's hands couldn't stop clenching.

Everyone looked at Su Mo, waiting for Su Mo to give his reasons.

Su Mo turned his head to look at the people waiting to be swallowed by the red mist below, and finally remembered something in his eyes. ŴŴŴ.BiQuGe.Biz

"I want to free up a 'Jedi' ...... with no one"

Su Mo's eyes showed a sad look.

The Great Elder trembled violently, his eyes showed shock, and he looked at Su Mo in a daze, as if he had thought of something......

Everyone looked at Su Mo blankly, and finally understood why Su Mo kept moving people outside the red mist far away.

It's just that the speed at which he migrates people can't keep up with the speed at which the red mist spreads.

And the people below looked at Su Mo above the void, and their desperate expressions gradually faded, revealing a trace of peace.

A woodcutter below looked at the red mist that had entered the city, then looked up at the silence above the void, and asked puzzledly, "What does the Human Emperor want to do?" ”

An old peasant turned his head to look at the woodcutter who was asking, and said calmly: "The emperor wants to..."

“...... Break the sky! ”

Su Mo wanted to cut off this ninth day like the Confucian Saint ten thousand years ago, so that the two sides of the red mist would be separated.

This was the only way Su Mo could think of to stop the spread of the red mist.

It's just that......

"Why did the Emperor of the People vacate a Jedi with no one?" Someone asked again.

A seriously injured Sanxiu leaned on the stone steps on the side, turned his head to look at the red mist that had already disappeared into the street, coughed up two mouthfuls of blood, shook his head and explained: "The technique of breaking the sky will inevitably collapse the heavens and the earth. ”

"It would be the lives of tens of millions of people......"

"He didn't want to, someone died under his Heaven Breaking Technique......"

"I just don't know, does the Human Emperor have the ability to break this ninth day......"

Everything suddenly became clear, and there was not only one sword cultivator who could understand all this.

The entire world on the edge of the red mist knew the crux of Su Mo's problem......

The people below finally understood the white robe above the void, and what a heavy thought they were carrying in their hearts.

He wanted to free up a no-man's land that spanned the entire Ninth Heaven, and then cast the Heaven-Breaking Technique on this uninhabited Jedi.

It's just that this Heavenly Dao doesn't seem to want him to get his wish, he will never be able to vacate the uninhabited Jedi, and now that he has reached the end of the Dao, he has to face a choice.

Is it to kill some people in order to save the world, or to watch the Nine Heavens annihilate with your own eyes......

The choice that was placed on the Nine Heavens Emperors and the Dean a few years ago fell on Su Mo's head today.

Life is like a play, and drama is like life.

Su Mo looked at the people below and trembled.

Heaven and earth seemed to fall silent for a moment......

Finally, an old woman looked up at the white-clothed young man above the void who had been unable to make a decision for a long time, and her face showed a touch of softness and distress.

He shouldn't have made that choice...... He's just a kid.

In the eyes of the old woman, Su Mo was nothing more than a member of her grandson's generation.

The old woman looked up and smiled at Su Mo above the void, breaking the silence.

"May my emperor be at peace..."

"May the world be ...... Taiping. ”

With that, the old woman took the old steps and took the initiative to walk into the red mist......

Su Mo couldn't bear to kill them with her own hands, she hoped that her suicide would alleviate Su Mo's guilt of making a choice against his own wishes...... Even if it's just a hint.

Everyone shuddered when they saw the old woman's actions.

A couple of teaching gentlemen looked at each other and smiled, and suddenly saw the determination in each other's eyes.

The two slowly knelt on the ground, bowed to Su Mo, and then got up and walked towards the red mist......

"May my emperor be at peace..."

"May the world be ...... Taiping. ”

All the people in the world at the edge of the red mist seemed to understand something, and laughed calmly for a moment...... He was going to die.

They...... He didn't want Su Mo to fall into a painful choice.

Su Mo treats the world as his own, and they recognize Su Mo as their own.

Someone raised his sword and stabbed it in the chest.

Someone laughed and crashed to death on the beam.

Someone jumped into the river.

Some people don't want to commit suicide with their children, so they go to the red mist.

"Daddy, what are we going to do?" A child in a farmer's arms asked.

The farmer smiled and touched the child's head, and reluctantly said, "Go and relieve the emperor's worries......"

It was silent, but there were sincere wishes.

In the entire Ninth Realm, at the edge of the red mist, a farewell word was heard into the void......

"May my emperor be at peace..."

"May the world be ......"

“...... Taiping. ”

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