Ning Hongyuan suddenly wanted to drink again, but where did the wine come from on this table?

He kept his head down, his face was pale and weak, and his eyes were full of helplessness and even despair.

Originally, he met Shen Hongyue again by chance, and in that sincere conversation, he had already thrown these troublesome things out of the clouds, but at this moment, his father suddenly mentioned the grief in his heart, which made him fall into a whirlpool of melancholy.

After all, it was nearly 10,000 lives! Not one or two people, not two families, in the face of such a raid, there must be many women among them, and even babies!

Ning Hongyuan has not yet reached the point of losing his conscience, in the face of this impending tragedy, how can he turn a blind eye, how can he really throw all this out of the clouds?

Ning Yiwu had been looking at him all the time, and he saw the pain in his son's heart.

Ning Hongyuan was silent for a long time, and finally, he finally mustered up the courage to get up from his chair, raised his head and said loudly to Ning Yiwu: "Father, is there really no room for maneuver in this matter?"

Is there really no room for manoeuvre in this matter? He asked himself again and again.

In his previous life, he was also an ant who got up from the bottom of the society, and he knew too well how sad it was for ants like him to struggle at the bottom of the society, and he felt that saving the ants in the eyes of these strong people was like saving himself in the past.

He never felt that he was superior, and he never felt that those villagers should become victims of this troubled world, because, he came to the bottom here, he is also an ant, he thoroughly understands the sadness and sorrow of being an ant, after all, in the previous life, he grew up in that environment, and his heart was more tolerant than ordinary people.

Ning Yiwu didn't answer for a long time, so Ning Hongyuan had no choice but to face him, with a questioning look, and asked again and again: "Is there really no room for maneuver in this matter?"

It was the first time he had questioned his father like this.

"Then what do you say should be done?" Ning Yiwu, as a hero, was so openly contradicted by his own son, but he was not furious, but asked rhetorically.

Faced with his father's rhetorical question, he suddenly stammered, "I... I don't know! I don't know! I don't know!"

His tone became deeper and lower, his expression became more and more sad, and the last two words were like mosquito sounds, which were long inaudible.

Everyone didn't speak, except for Ning Yiwu, everyone was stunned, today was supposed to be a harmonious family meeting, and the family got together before the upcoming grand event,

Ning Hongyuan sat down again, kept his head down, looking at this pair of hands holding the sword, what was he holding the sword for?

It was only now that he realized that he did not have such a supermarket state of mind, and he did not have the realm of a sword god, and these trivial matters still made him think about it repeatedly.

If he could have thought of a way to get the best of both worlds, he wouldn't have been depressed until now.

He clenched his fists fiercely, and the blood gushing out of his palms formed a line, seeping into the bottom drop by drop.

After a while, his hands were already blood-red.

If he can create an earth-shattering martial art at this time and instantly transfer these townspeople, even if he goes down the knife mountain and goes down to the fire, Ning Hongyuan is willing, but unfortunately he is still too weak now, this kind of spatial transformation method, he can't even touch the fur, don't talk about it.

"That night, after I left, I asked you to experience why the world became like this, what did you experience?"

“。。 I don't know?"

"And where did you go?"

Ning Hongyuan didn't dare to hide it, lowered his head and said loudly: "I went to the red light district." ”

He knew that his behavior had embarrassed the proud Ning family, but he didn't want to hide it.

"Good. Ning Yiwu replied so calmly.

Ning Yiwu was not angry yet, but Ning Kexin, who was sitting next to him, was full of shame, you must know that she was the mother who taught Ning Hongyuan how to be a man since she was a child, and now her son is actually the same as that group of wild men, regardless of the dignity of the family, and touched the noble bottom line of the family! In the Tianyu culture, the reason why men are gentlemen and respected is because they have a kind of aristocratic plot, in the past, Ning Hong went to the red light district, I don't know how many times he was whipped, but now, this kid actually made a mistake again, how not to make Ning Kexin feel angry in his heart?

Everyone didn't know what was going on between their father and son, they wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask, because Ning Yiwu's face was even worse than when he inspected the army.

The two wives sitting next to Ning Yiwu, they had never seen Ning Yiwu's eyes like this, and they knew that they couldn't intervene in this matter.

But Ning Wujian was doubly familiar with such a scene.

"Very good?" Ning Hongyuan raised his head and looked at his father, surprised by his father's answer, why did his father say this.

"I know you're not here to have fun, but to save people, am I right?" Ning Yiwu asked rhetorically.

Ning Hongyuan didn't want to answer, but after a long time he nodded, but he was very grateful! How could it not be a blessing to have such a wise father? If it were another family, I am afraid that he would have been severely criticized a long time ago.

This is also the real reason why he doesn't want to fight against his father even if he doesn't hide it in his heart.

He loves his father too much, he is so eloquent, he is so righteous, in his mind, his father is a hero who stands up to the sky, but his father's actions seem to have destroyed his bottom line.

Ning Kexin, who was sitting next to her husband, realized that she had actually misunderstood Ning Hongyuan, he had already faded away from the childishness of a gentleman, how could he still do that kind of thing?

Ning Kexin glanced at her husband, and sighed in her heart that she still knew her son Mo Ruo's father! A child who has spread his wings and soared, and only his father can understand what he is doing.

"Then why are you trying to save people?" Ning Yiwu continued to ask.

"They are the people of my Divine Sword Sect, and they are also the people of your father, what other reasons do you need to save them? Don't you say that this is the state of mind of the strong?" Ning Hongyuan finally couldn't hold back the indignation in his heart, raised his head and argued with his father.

"In your eyes, how many people are saved is also to be saved, right? Saving the Night Maiden is also saving, right?" Ning Yiwu held the teacup and drank quietly while interrogating.

"Yes!" Ning Hongyuan nodded fiercely, his eyes already full of tears.

"Whether or not this person is credited to my Divine Sword Sect, he should be saved, right?" Ning Yiwu asked again.

"Yes!" Ning Hongyuan nodded fiercely again.

"Wrong!"

"Wrong, why is it wrong?" Ning Hongyuan asked in a retorted breath.

Why is it wrong? How can it be wrong?

Ning Yiwu did not discuss right and wrong directly, but immediately changed the topic, "I don't care what you thought in your heart before! But today you have to establish a belief for me, and I will only allow you to save two kinds of people in the future."

First, you must go and save the soldiers of my Divine Sword Sect on the battlefield in the future, including their families! As long as the warriors of my Divine Sword Sect have made great achievements for me, you are obliged to save him!

Second, I don't care if they are literati or martial artists! As long as his mind is not polluted by this sleepy and troubled world, and his personality is not swayed by this troubled world, this kind of person is worth saving!

As for the villagers of that town, they are dispensable, without them, this troubled world is just as dark, and with them this troubled world is just as muddy, do you think the people you save are so kind? If they are kind, why are there so many red-light districts there! I have banned them more than once and again, but they still do the same, they are ordinary, ordinary, ordinary is the same as muddy?"

"How could my father be so generalized? How could a person from a small town be so full of such people?" Ning Hongyuan retorted again.

Ning Hongyuan's biggest advantage is that he is a person with an independent personality.

Ning Yiwu gently put down his wine glass, "What is the essential difference between a cold-eyed bystander and a participant?"

Ning Hongyuan didn't speak, he had always been speechless about this question, and this time was no exception.

Because this world has the inevitable cancer atmosphere of troubled times, that is, the "cold bystander" that my father has always hated, but at this point, my father sighed several times that his chivalrous deeds in his youth could not change this atmosphere at all, and even in the entire troubled culture, instead of being a cold bystander, he became smart, and then muddy and muddy.

Ning Hongyuan began to think of his hometown in the previous life, and it was impossible for him to have so many cold-eyed bystanders, even if there were, there must not be many, because it was a world of governance, and it was an era of peace.

And this martial realm world is a completely chaotic world.

Ning Yiwu took a sip of tea gently, his expression was as majestic as Mount Tai, in the face of Ning Hongyuan's impatience, as a father and sect master, he was so calm and rational.