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Everyone will have times when they are extremely depressed and in a bad mood. [Ran^Text^Library] [ ] However, at this time, there needs to be another person, whether the two of them are drinking, chatting, the process is not important, the result will always be sad and the mood will become much better, for this person that person is his friend, his confidant.

Ju Mang always thought that he was the best friend of the harvest, and even thought that no one else could know more about the harvest, and even he himself did not know more than he did, and this self-confidence was instantly disintegrated until the incomparably cold sword pierced the dantian.

But he still asked why.

Yes! Why?

Ju Mang's eyes widened so wide that the bloodshot in his eyes was clearly visible, and he lay on the ground with his back facing the sky, watching his former friend walk towards the enemy step by step, he couldn't believe that those were all lies, he couldn't believe it.

The wine that flows on the ground has not yet dried up, but people have already become completely different from what they used to be?

Jumang's eyes were blank, just staring blankly at Bei Shui and Gonggong standing together, silent.

What the hell is going on? Ju Mang knew the man not far away, he was only in his twenties, and he had never killed anyone, not even a monster beast. A friend whose hands had never touched blood, the first time he came into contact with blood, but the blood was his own, he naturally couldn't believe it, and he didn't want to believe it.

"Why" is more of a question than a question. Confused because of incomprehension, shocked because confused, and angry because shocked.

Ju Mang's eyes widened, and seeing that the man did not answer his question, he simply roared angrily and said: "Tell me why? Don't you hate killing and blood the most? Don't you hope that this great wilderness, this world, can be peaceful and never struggled? Aren't you because you are an orphan that you want to find a bright path, a path to a peaceful world without war? Why, why, could it be that all those words used to be liared!"

Gonggong was still smiling calmly, looking at Ju Mang and Bei Shui with interest, the witch girl was already in a coma due to a large amount of blood loss at the moment.

After being silent for a long time, he said: "Those words are true, I have never lied to you, you know, I have never lied to people." ”

Ju Mang was stunned for a moment, but thought that it was just like he said, he never deceived people, not only did he not kill, but he also did not deceive people, I remember that I laughed at him like a monk, who thought that he would harvest but smiled and said that there is something wrong with a monk. It's just that to his disappointment, the sad thing is that the kind young man who didn't have blood on his hands at the beginning, his hands are also bloody at the moment.

Could it be that people change?

Ju Mang said: "At the beginning, you still never killed, and you hated blood and weapons the most, including the Golden Lotus Sword in your hand. Now that your hands are covered in blood, how can I believe you?"

"It doesn't matter if you believe it or not, I've found a road, a road that really leads to a broad village where there is no war and no family ruined, so it doesn't matter if you are sacrificed." After a pause, seeing the sad look on his face, he said: "Gonggong is right, so I plan to follow him and witness the new world without war and gunsmoke." This world needs an incomparably powerful force to fuse, to fuse everything, just like the oldest five clans at the beginning, only in this way can the prosperity of the original five clans be able to reappear. ”

With a strange glint in his eyes, he continued: "Only then is it possible to have a true peace in which no road is left behind, no war, no smoke of gunpowder, no wives and families are separated. ”

Ju Mang looked at the light in his eyes, knowing that he couldn't change what he was thinking, but he still couldn't help but sigh, looking at the sharp wound that was still trickling and bleeding from his abdomen, and there was still golden sword qi stirring, so that the wound could not be recovered.

"But we're friends!"

"Are you really friends?"

Ju Mang looked at the plain face without any change in expression, and couldn't help but speak sadly. Hearing this, Bei Shu was silent, but the co-worker on the side interjected and said: "Actually, you are not real friends from beginning to end, have you ever thought that once you got together on the initiative of Bei Shu?"

Ju Mang was stunned when he heard this, and subconsciously wanted to open his mouth to scold, but Gonggong was also right, they did not take the initiative once together.

Gonggong said again: "You think you are best friends, the closest friends?" Speaking of this, he sneered, and continued without waiting for a sentence to be angry: "The world always deceives itself, and you are just a self-righteous fool. You realize that every drink, every small talk, every party is you saying that he is listening. ”

"You're talking while you're drinking, he's listening. You're talking when you're chatting, he's listening. You're talking at the meeting, and he's listening. And when he wants to talk, you're drinking, and you're gossiping with somebody else. So it's always been you who thought you were the closest friends, and when that sword pierced you in the abdomen, you felt heartache, anger, and loss. The best friend betrayed himself. But in the heart of the harvest, you have always been just an ordinary friend, and you are only slightly better than strangers. ”

Looking at Jumang's increasingly pale face, Gonggong waved his hand and motioned for him to follow, this young man, who had been silent from the beginning, had not said a word until now.

"What you think you think is what you think, have you ever thought of other people's feelings?" Gonggong's words revealed disdain and contempt, he didn't kill Ju Mang and Wu Gu completely, but just floated down with Bei Shu.

Harvest's cultivation talent and his appearance are ordinary, and even his background is so ordinary, a displaced orphan in the Great Wilderness, most of such people are inferior, because of their childhood experience, they have received too many eyes and ridicule, and it is easy to have such emotions, so he has been looking for a bright path, which is a broad road to peace and no more war.

In the past, he admired that kind of harvest, until the words of the co-worker fell, and every word seemed to be heavily suppressed in his heart.

"Did I think what I thought was what I thought I was?"

Ju Mang muttered to himself, his face became more and more pale, and he had lost so much blood that his body was completely soaked in blood, becoming a pool of blood.

The two of them lay down quietly in Tingtao, if nothing else, they would have died completely in half an hour, even if the vitality of the Jumang Cultivation Wood Attribute Exercise was tenacious.

The breeze blows, but it can no longer lift people's clothes.

At this time when everything was quiet, suddenly a fireworks battle went straight to the sky, and in a trance Ju Mang seemed to see the fireworks to form an image of a heavenly attic, he thought in a trance that it was no wonder that the two people of Gonggong and Bei Shui did not kill them, it turned out to be in a hurry, and left in a hurry, thinking that they were afraid of being discovered by the prince of the east of their bad intentions!

As soon as he thought of this, he thought that there was still a powerful and mysterious Eastern Prince's existence in the entire Tianji Pavilion, and he immediately felt a lot more relieved, and he couldn't support it anymore at the moment, and fell down in a daze