Chapter 1200: What is right and wrong?

At this moment, a trace of guilt flashed in the little girl's empty eyes, and she quickly withdrew her little hand......

In an instant, this piece of heaven and earth seemed to be even more dead and silent, but the old man in the cloth touched the little girl's head with a smile, and the thin big hand held the little hand again, and said hoarsely: "Purple kite, it's okay......"

The little boy obviously noticed the abnormality, and with a little sharp eyes fell on the little girl's purple kite, and the sharp dissipated abruptly, but it turned into a little worry......

"Sister ......"

The purple kite shook her head and didn't speak, but her empty eyes were shining with a little bit of crystal, and there were tears flashing.

The boy bit his lower lip, but said, "Don't worry, Iris, I will definitely find a cure for you, don't worry, Grandpa Wang is here......"

The old man in the cloth smiled and said, "Sheng'er is right, there is an old man here......

The boy's name is Zisheng, and he is obviously a brother and sister to the girl, but Zisheng's hair color is black, not light purple......

The tears in the purple kite's eyes couldn't help but slip down, and she opened her small mouth, but she couldn't say a word, not even a sound......

She didn't speak, she was mute, and the purple kite lowered her head and pressed her hood lower.

And at this moment, the old man in the cloth looked up at the sky, the sky was gray, giving people an unparalleled sense of oppression!

"Sheng'er, if one day, the old man is gone, you must protect your sister, you know?

Zisheng said: "What is Grandpa Wang talking about, grandpa will not die, you are so powerful, the heavens and the earth changed a few days ago, and such a big mountain smashed over, and you slapped it and smashed it......"

The old man in the cloth smiled and said: "Sheng'er, you have to remember that in this world, there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky! What you see with your eyes is not necessarily true!"

Zisheng frowned slightly, obviously not understanding the inexplicable words of the old man in the cloth.

However, at this moment, the old man in the cloth stopped his slow pace and looked forward.

The two children were also stunned, and looked at the old man in the cloth.

I saw that at the end of the ancient road of sheep intestines, a body with black hair and white robes was quietly now, holding a blood sword, and the snow-white robe was stained with a little scarlet blood.

There was depth in a pair of gray eyes, and where he was now, the world that had been howling in the wind a moment ago suddenly fell silent at this moment.

It was as if even the wind didn't dare to make a mistake in front of him.

Zi Sheng's sharp eyes carried a touch of vigilance, and he couldn't help but subconsciously grab his sister's hand......

"You've found you...... Scold...... Is this retribution......" The old man in the cloak smiled bitterly and slowly let go of his grip on the two children.

At this moment, the little purple kite was inexplicably flustered, as if she was about to lose something, and then looked at the old man in the cloth, but it was so strange.

It's as if the old man who just smiled at him is no longer the same person.

I saw Li Qinglian say hoarsely: "You are the last!"

Without the slightest hesitation, he could feel the heavy aura of mortal evil fruits in the old man's body, although it was a long time ago, but it still couldn't change the fact that he had done harm to the world in order to regain his original heart......

There was no fear in the cloudy eyes of the old man in the robe, but he said hoarsely: "Don't I have a choice?"

Li Qinglian shook her head and said, "You don't! You can only die! or die under my sword, or you do it yourself......"

There was not the slightest emotion in his words.

The old man in the cloak sighed and said, "I know...... I don't deserve your mercy like this......"

After saying that, there was a pleading in his eyes, and then he slowly knelt on the ground, kowtowed, kowtowed, and bowed again, making the great gift of throwing himself to the ground!

"Qingdi, even if you don't come, I won't live long, ten years at most, can you let me accompany these two children on their last journey and raise them to adulthood?"

At this moment, the purple kite couldn't hold back her tears, knelt on the ground violently, and pulled the body of the old man in the cloth with her little hands, trying to get him up.

The hood slipped off, but it was the delicate little face of the purple kite, although it was dirty, but it was still difficult to hide its temperament.

"Grandpa Wang, what are you doing, get up, get up, this kind of person is not worth begging him......!

Zi Sheng said, and stopped in front of the old man in the cloth with his small body, even if the fear in his heart made his legs tremble, even if the figure in front of him made him feel suffocated, and he didn't even dare to look directly into his eyes......

But he still did his best to protect the old man in the robe.

Li Qinglian frowned slightly, and his gaze finally fell on the two brothers and sisters, and his deep eyes couldn't help but fluctuate a little, as if he had seen something.

"I don't have the kung fu to wait for you to die of old age, you must die today, in this desolate land, there are no more immortals!"

"You've taken too much away from me!"

The old man in the cloth sighed, finally closed his eyes slowly, and said hoarsely: "Am I wrong......?"

Li Qinglian didn't answer this question, there was an occasional flicker of the power of cause and effect in his eyes, and he figured everything out in an instant, even if he was an immortal, he couldn't escape the shackles of cause and effect.

"If you think these two dolls are your journey of atonement, you're wrong......"

"You ruined everything for them with your own hands, took away their parents, and raised them as adults, so that you can have some peace in your heart?"

"I regret it, why did I do it in the first place?"

However, at this moment, Zisheng's eyes turned completely red, and he roared angrily at Li Qinglian: "You fart! When did Grandpa Wang hurt our parents? My parents died in a natural disaster, even if they do, it is not your turn to take care of it!"

However, at this moment, the old man in the cloth scolded angrily: "Sheng'er, shut up, have you forgotten what I taught you?"

The roar of the old man in the cloth made Zisheng stunned.

"Seeing is not necessarily true! This sentence must be remembered until you die!"

Zisheng nodded, his eyes were red, his small palms were clenched into fists, and his eyes were full of fierceness and resentment when he looked at Li Qinglian.

However, Li Qinglian looked at Zisheng with great appreciation, not angry at all, as if she saw her once young and frivolous self from him......

"Protect your sister and do everything you can!"

Zisheng nodded, tears rolled down, but the old man in the cloth scolded: "I can't hear it!"

"Remember, never forget!" Zisheng shouted with all his might.

The old man in the lily robe nodded with satisfaction, then touched the purple kite's head, and said softly: "Little girl, remember, all this is not your fault, you are not anyone's burden, the fault has never been you, but the world!"

The purple kite didn't know why, but she nodded vigorously, and her eyes were red from crying.

Li Qinglian just watched all this quietly, and when she saw that the old man in the cloth had finished explaining, she couldn't help but flick her sleeves and say, "Come with me!"

The old man in the lily robe was stunned for a moment, and then a flash of gratitude flashed in his cloudy eyes, obviously Li Qinglian didn't want the two siblings to witness his fall.

But for Li Qinglian, this sword must be cut off! No matter what can stop it.

It's not that Li Qinglian is cold-blooded and ruthless, standing in Li Qinglian's position, what he did was not wrong!

There is no right or wrong in the world, it is just a view imposed by people, just a difference in position.

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