Chapter 3 194 How can Li Shu be at peace when he is ruthless and unreckless?

The water world participates in the affairs of the mortal world, and there are often waves of unevenness, but the royal family thinks that the people of the water world are dedicated to protecting their rivers and mountains for thousands of generations. It's really nonsense, I'd rather believe in demons than in my companions.

When the envoy of the water realm came to the land, because of personal grievances, the royal family may have forgotten the lesson of flooding the eleven cities.

These sufferings may not be able to be experienced by the high-ranking people, natural disasters and military chaos, the first people who suffer, sometimes it is just the people, and it is usually the common people who suffer.

The life of the people is not easy, the war is chaotic, the people are only disturbed by increasing rent and urging taxes, the father and son cry, the younger brother is sad for the brother, and the husband and wife are crying. Carrying men and women, helping the old and the young, crying out for sorrow.

It's really the palace that doesn't know the suffering of the people, the people die innocently, and the resentful souls are bent and bent souls.

If you blindly listen to the magic of demons and demons, you will naturally put the people in fire and water.

The words of the other world are like magic barriers, and they order the strong men to raise the army.

How can Li Shu be at peace?

After the flooding of the eleven cities, the people continued to suffer from evil diseases, and my father was ordered to go to the disaster relief and eradicate the epidemic, what was the result?

Credulous people from other worlds, far away from good ministers, close to demons, listen to the words of traitors, and ask about the sins of loyalty.

Huanghuang Tianyu, who dares to disobey.

However, my father was loyal and honest all his life, he was loyal to the country, he governed the army in a law, and he had never made a mistake for several years, but he ended up so lonely.

Yuwen Chang hated the other world, and when Pan Lang said that the princess used the silver silk mulberry grass to hold the Moon Cutting Sword, he was surprised not only by the power of the Moon Cutting Sword, but also by the true identity of the princess.

That's right, you should have paid attention to this demon girl a long time ago, even if she didn't do anything bad, she would never do anything really good. A foreign race is a foreign race, and it is wishful thinking for a foreign race to treat the mortal world as if it were their own home.

To mortals, the Aqua is an alien race. Naturally, the Shui also thought that mortals had ill intentions towards them.

How is it possible to help the mortal world wholeheartedly.

Yuwen pondered carefully, firstly, he really did not have a way to unlock the Heavenly Absolute Qiankun Array, and secondly, he believed that even if it was the Water Realm, there was no way to break the Heavenly Absolute Qiankun Array and save Qin Yan back.

Since there is no way in the water realm and the mortal world, what other way can Qin Yan come back?

There is no difference between a person who is in silence and a dead person.

What else is there to worry about for a person who can't come back? The corners of Yu Wenchang's mouth rose slightly, and a subtle laugh came out of his throat.

No one can hear.

Only now, far from the time when he can laugh. He has to endure, endure what ordinary people can't, and accomplish great things that ordinary people can't achieve.

In the world, if there is anyone else who makes Yuwen Chang feel that there is, I am afraid that there is only Ye Xiaolou who is in the mirror.

After Qin Yan disappeared, only Ye Xiaolou was something he couldn't figure out.

Although he has not yet found the most respected attendant of the Liuji Hall, the violin master Tongyi, and wants to become the rightful hall master of the Liuji Hall, if Tongyi can come forward to nominate him as the hall master, I am afraid that no one will object, even if he does not find the Liuji Order, he is convincing enough.

It's a pity that Kiriyi disappeared decades ago with the former hall master of the Rokuji Hall. Now the chances of finding any of them are slim.

Therefore, Yuwen Chang needed to find a way to wake up the six hundred Deadpools, and until he found a better way, he could only go according to the original plan.

This plan, even Pan Lang can't know half a point.

Yuwen Chang was really afraid of Ye Xiaolou, that person was mysterious and invisible.

No matter how many eyeliners he sent to investigate, he was halfway through and lost his trace.

What disturbed Yuwenchang the most was that although he had only seen Ye Xiaolou once, Yuwenchang smelled a familiar and terrifying aura on his body.

After leaving Qixia Mountain, Yuwen thought about it for a long time, but he didn't understand what the aura on Ye Xiaolou's body made him shudder. The more he didn't understand, the more he couldn't feel at ease. Originally, over the years, the power of Jingxianglou has become bigger and bigger year by year, not only saying that as long as the price is reasonable, there is nothing that Jingxianglou can't do. What's even more terrifying is that they really did it.

In order to eliminate the officials in the court who had old grievances with the Yuwen family, Yuwen Chang secretly went around and entrusted Jing Xianglou to remove a court official.

Jing Xianglou agreed to the deal the next day. It was completed in less than five days.

It's done seamlessly, and it's perfect.

It's obviously a murderous business, but there is no blood.

It's obviously a matter of collecting money to kill people, but it seems to be except for one person in the world who should be eliminated.

A terrible grace.

The killer's knife must be unclean, but the murderous knife of Jing Xianglou seems to be the blade of justice for the heavens.

This point has already made Yuwenchang have to care.

Because of the loss in Qixia Mountain last time. If it weren't for Ye Xiaolou's sudden appearance, An Zhuyan might have been dead a long time ago, and he could be regarded as avenging his father.

just suffered a loss, and he had to do one thing for Ye Xiaolou.

Fortunately, this matter does not seem to be a bad thing now, maybe the matter of Tianqiongliu Flower Tube has a lot to do for him.

The world is like chess, and everyone can be a chess piece.

One step is passive, and it can also turn into an active one.

It all depends on how the player looks at the big picture, stands outside the big picture, and can be everywhere.

The sky was getting dark, and the stars weren't bright.

Just after the full moon, the bright moon hid behind the dark clouds, and the sky was dark.

In Yu Wenchang's eyes, this dim night seemed to be secretly preparing for an upcoming big show.

How big is this drama?

He spun around in place for a week, and through the deep sky, he could almost see the candlelight of the main hall of karma.

Some of the cultivators were also aware of this gaze that wanted to see everything.

As if silently, stepping on a little starlight, climbing to the top of the Cosmos Heavenly Realm.

It was a dossier who was paying attention to this gaze.

A flute and a song sweep away the demons, and the autumn tears are cold and misty.

The stars and white hair chase away hatred, and the ghost whispers invite each other to gallop westward.

sighed and picked up the nine-wheel flute, closed the file, leisurely, light, and free.

The writer of the dossier saw that the clouds still obscured the moon.

The starry sky is still in the shadows.

The writer of the dossier did not inform the other cultivators about tonight's events.

He always waits, waiting for things to unfold on their own.

He will also wait, waiting for this mortal gaze to shine brighter and longer than that star.

He doesn't make judgments lightly.

What he has realized after 10,000 years of practice is that only by waiting can there be true knowledge.

When that gaze disappeared, the cultivator picked up the nine-wheel flute again, and the sound of the flute was melodious, and it was infinitely mysterious.

He opened a new dossier, and on a blank dossier, a few lines of words gradually appeared.

He's verifying and he's thinking.

There is no room for error in every stroke, every stroke.

But even the wisdom of a cultivator may not always be right.

Right and wrong are only in the present, and everything in the world is endless, never stopping.

This is the dilemma.

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