"What is right or wrong in the affairs of this time? Are the descendants of my Lu and Li families at fault? But they were all brutally killed by Dongfang Yingming, is it wrong for Dongfang Yingming to bring a thousand feathers of Lin Wei and a thousand iron horsemen brought by Yan Wangye? But they are all all slaughtered by me with a river of blood, and the blood of the killing is like a river, what is wrong with them? It's just to listen to the master's orders, but I still killed them, I, Lu Yan, do things for others, just ask for a clear conscience, no matter what you say today, you will die!" Lu Yan shouted, and then stopped talking nonsense, the gossip whip in his hand was merciless, slaughtering everyone in the Dongfang family, everyone in this room except him would die! Whether it was scared to sit on the ground, desperately run away, kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy, or fainting in fright, none of them escaped from Lu Yan's clutches, everyone's head was brutally knocked away by Lu Yan, and the whole room was full of blood, and Lu Yan himself was covered with the blood of the dead in the room, looking bloody, like a devil in hell.

"Good and bad, good and evil, right and wrong?

What are those things, I just know······

If even yourself are unlucky, then there is no point in doing anything!

Where there is light, there must be shadows······

If there is birth, there will be death, and the positive and negative are objective!

So it doesn't matter if it's good or evil······

The ······ who can survive to the end It's the winner!

No matter what means are used!

Right and wrong should be decided by history.

All we can do is believe what we think is right and fight for it......

But I think the strong live and the weak die...... In the era of the jungle, it is absolutely wrong! Absolutely wrong!

The flame of justice is always !!," Lu Yan muttered, and then ripped off a rag from a dead man's body, stood on the blood, and wrote on the wall:

I was young, drowned three thousand and drank a scoop, and found one person for the rest of my life, and stayed together until I was old.

I hold myself young, ignorant and ignorant of others laughing, all right and wrong, who says.

I hold myself young, and I only wish that spring will disturb, endure the cold winter months, and provoke plantains.

I hold myself young, recklessly act every dynasty, and stay until the day of the white head, and the evening breeze is bleak.

I was young, and I also picked white lotus to cross the five bridges, and the mud was not stained, and I was lonely.

I was young, and I walked all over the mountains to find my friends, but my fate was full of troubles and the road was steep.

I am young, flute and dance music, who knows that my heart is lonely, and loneliness is inevitable.

I hold myself young, laugh and throw the passing years ruthlessly, and the young are not there, don't be anxious and impatient.

I hold myself young, kill all injustices, how can there be right or wrong, and I am impetuous.

I hold myself young, waiting for the answer of fate, walking on the Taiping Road, what do I want in this life?

Fighting with swords and wine,

Lift the knife into a pen to give poetry.

Looking up to the sky and smiling to express my thoughts,

Dare to ask about the injustice of the world.

Drowning three thousand drinks a scoop,

Ignorance and ignorance laugh at others.

I only wish that spring will disturb,

Recklessly act every dynasty.

also pick white lotus to cross the five bridges,

Walk through the mountains to find a bosom friend.

Laugh and throw the passing years mercilessly,

Gossip in hand!

The pen fell into a storm, and the poem became a weeping ghost and god.

The Murderer - Lu Yan!!

After Lu Yan slaughtered a lot of people, he felt something, and he wrote poems angrily, but what if his clothes were stained with blood? He drank and slashed his head with a knife! The vigor of youth, the vicissitudes of life, the maturity of his experience, and his bleak and happy life are his fate!!

A little cold light, what does it matter if you slaughter the world.

Buried deep does not change Ling Ruizhi, and once he gathers the wind and clouds, he is the emperor.

Xuanhe is an ancient sword, crisscrossing the west and east.

The sun and the moon are thunderous generals, splitting mountains and breaking the sky and blood red.

A blade across the sky and everything is resting, and this road leads to nine secluded yellow springs.

Cut off the red dust amorous guest, and the edge is resting everywhere.

The battle of the iron and copper walls has not ended, so what do you want for this life.

The nine clouds gather together, and I don't have to worry about it when I am not dead.

Zang Feng is hidden in the light and the night is not young, and the days and months are long.

Ning will disappear all his life, but change to Qingxiao killing maniac.

I have the power of life and death, and I close my five fingers to the sky and want to fall.

Nine tribulations and nine scattered storms gathered, and blood outside the nine heavens was like ink.

The big clumsy has no edge, and the sky wants to sink, and there is no blade and no cold sword intent.

Life and death Fang Xiao's sword is strong, and the vicissitudes of life know the silent soul.

Light as a dream, dreams and dreams, blood sea bones and mountain dance enchanting.

Don't ask about the sword, life and death are not over.

Stormy night looking for the soul fragment of the fallen seal in the previous life,

Before the fire is extinguished and cannot illuminate the eternity that this life is looking forward to,

fell into the blood-stained red past unforgettable dusty picture,

Forget whether the sun and moon in the vast expanse of time cover the nine heavens,

Collapse and fly faith fell on the last condensation of the blood light of Huangquan,

After a thousand years of betrayal and parting,

The oath of control hovers over the sea,

I can't see the road in the distance, and I can't see the behind the scenes,

The story is re-enacted to tell different grievances,

Back to the end, the trajectory of the wheel of fate has not changed,

Raise the yellow sand in the sky,

Falling under the firmament,

Ten thousand years of time have worn away the edge and killed,

Devoted to the care of this life,

Carved with a painting on the stone wall,

Like a moment of submersion,

Reincarnation erases the mind and leaves only a thousand words,

In this ancient vicissitudes of chaos in the world,

The story is re-enacted to tell different grievances,

Back to the end, the trajectory of the wheel of fate has not changed,

One step at a time, one step at a time,

One step to the end, one thought to the beginning!!!

"Hey, everything that exists in this world seems to be designed to kill me completely! I can only be a bird of grief and indignation, carrying a flame and burning its wings, incarnating as a vengeful king, crossing the dark valley, and killing all enemies. The rain was so heavy that it seemed to drown everything, hitting the branches, knocking down the dead leaves that had survived a cold winter, and the rain was killing them all. The wind was as strong as if it was about to level the world, fluttering on the dandelions, blowing away the pompoms made of reluctant white crown hair, and the wind was cutting and killing, as if demonstrating. Lu Yan's eyes were a little confused, a little wry, how could he want to kill all these people who had no grudge against him, seeing the despair in the eyes of those people, the unbearable in his heart passed for a moment, but he couldn't help but kill, the sea of blood was deep, and it must be washed away with the sea of blood.

"I'm going to be a divisor. I believe most people are disagreeers. Even if you appear selfless or fearless or honest or friendly, there must be more of yourself in your heart, unintentionally or deliberately concealed. Is it to succumb to reality and keep covering it up, or is it to show people in front of others and put themselves in danger? There is no answer. Because choices, especially for life, don't matter whether it's right or wrong. It's just that one day, when you face your inner question, will you regret that you didn't make a voice that is the opposite of a stable world, which is indeed what you really desire. Lu Yan's eyes immediately became firm again, life is so short, I choose to be the kind of blind and enthusiastic fool. Forever young, always with tears in my eyes, always believing that I can, believing in my own meaning, believing that regret will be worse than failure. Because of an unsuccessful life, it's just imperfect, but at least it's complete.

I believe that yesterday is a paving for a better tomorrow;

I believe that dark hearts have hidden goodness;

I believe that all thoughts have the magic of the starry sky;

I believe that the monarchs in high positions are bitter in high places;

I believe that all the thin youth have the courage to fight against the world;

I believe that when we are young, we all have big or small dreams;

I believe that the lonely crowd is the king who is about to explode;

I believe that eternal time has the energy to condense the future;

I believe that all the wishes I have made will come true one day;

I believe that the end of the soul is all about the most beautiful hope of life;

I believe that the time we miss is what fate tells us;

I believe that the people around me are friends that I have defended with my life.

A person with a glass of wine, a big road and a person walking, a poem roaring towards the sky, and a war knife in his hand.

It may be a joke to say something that is hard to tell the right thing from the right person at the right time;

If you say right and wrong at the wrong time with the wrong person, it may be gunpowder.

There is no criterion for judging right or wrong, just a thought of the person concerned. So you never know what a word of exit will become.

Right and wrong, good and evil are just two ideas and concepts, and when you think you are on the right side, let your position be different, and what you think is right and wrong will become so ridiculous.

"Life is a long road, there is no right or wrong in life, maybe you are right to this person, wrong to that person, in their eyes, you are a person with a different personality, how to measure, are you a good person or a bad person? Are you right or wrong? Maybe until you die, you can't find the answer in this world. Then it doesn't matter if it's right or wrong, just be yourself. Lu Yan muttered in his heart.