The two sisters and brothers held hands and walked all the way along the barren land after the Great War with their heads bowed.

The residents of Guilin City gathered, watched the two from afar, and talked about it.

Looking at the strange and hostile faces, Mo Xiaohe only felt that things were becoming more and more complicated.

It seems that the establishment of the Guilin State is much more difficult than imagined.

The residents of Guilin have been protected by Cangsheng for hundreds of years before they can protect themselves in Guilin and not be enslaved.

Shouldn't they be grateful? If Cangsheng wants to establish the Guilin State, doesn't he just need to raise his arms and shout to win the support of the world?

It doesn't seem that simple.

And to establish the Guilin State, there may be more secrets behind Mo Xiaohe that Mo Xiaohe can't understand.

"It's like a mask that becomes skin when you wear it for a long time. ”

"When they have been comfortable for a long time, they will take their comfort for granted. ”

"They may be grateful, but they will never take the initiative to stand with Cangsheng because of this, and then go against the three major forces. ”

Junior Sister Jian Dan has always been empathetic, and answered the doubts in Mo Xiaohe's heart, "Even if money can make them tempted, it can't make them give up a comfortable life for many years, they are used to it." ”

Mo Xiaohe lowered his head and was silent. The three major forces are very smart, and the coping strategy is very smart, Mo Xiaohe is a little discouraged, but at the same time a little happy.

Guilin Kingdom, if it can't be done, it can't be done, he doesn't mind. As long as Cang Sheng was willing to tell him how to split the soul cultivation and thus forge his body, he wouldn't care.

"The Emperor of Guilin is here, shouldn't you bow?" But Mo Xiaohe still waved his hand and shouted at the many residents, greeting him very cordially.

But no one paid any attention to him.

The inhabitants looked at him with blank expressions, as if they were looking at a passer-by, as if they were looking at a fool, and even more like they were watching an interesting dog.

Jian Dan could read a lot of flavor from these interesting expressions.

They have been living comfortably and happily in the city of Guilin for many years. They work at sunrise and rest at sunset, they eat and drink without worry, and they are very harmonious and happy with each other.

This kind of happiness is actually obtained by Cangsheng forbidding anyone to sacrifice slaves in Guilin.

But Jian Dan suddenly had an urge to break this happiness.

But this happiness must be broken.

Even Kurasheng can't protect them forever. The sky is falling, and tall people can't hold on forever, and tall people will be tired and need to rest.

Eventually, they will die.

In the end, let them stand up, gather courage, wield double knives, and from now on, they will try to break this black room with their hands with their hands, break the fate that does not belong to them, and pursue true freedom and freedom.

Or let them go on with such vague happiness, sink in inexplicability, and then die?

The former is painful and tragic.

The latter is comfortable and sad.

Jian Dan scanned each of their faces, searching for the memories of each of them.

She saw the sunshine and rain, the sea and the mountains, the rivers and streams, the sunrise and the sunset, the laughter and laughter... Vividly, Mu Mu is a happy song and laughter. Isn't that what we hope for when we create life with our hands?

So where is the great freedom? Where is the black room?

"When I was a child, I grew up with a swordsman who had been fighting in the frontier for many years, and he taught me a lot of things. ”

Mo Xiaohe, who was silent, slowly spoke, "He told me that every bowl of rice he eats and every sip of wine he drinks is earned with his hands. ”

"Every opponent he has killed, every enemy he has resisted, has thought for himself and thinks that it is not wrong. ”

"He said that he didn't do anything big, but he lived clearly, and he died clearly. Even if he didn't have the strength to resist, he at least resisted. ”

Mo Xiaohe lifted his head, looking a little silly, "The book also said such a sentence. ”

"The moment you die, or are about to die. Looking back, you did nothing, you didn't succeed, you tried a lot of failures, you also encountered a lot of grievances and unwillingness, and witnessed a lot of luck and your own misfortune. ”

"But you can pat your chest and tell yourself. Everything you have experienced and witnessed has never made you regret it... Because you are frank and open, everything is your own dream, so you go forward to pursue and create with your hands. ”

"That's the difference between a man and a pig, that's why you don't live in a dark room. ”

Mo Xiaohe glanced at everyone in Guilin City with neat and beautiful sharp oval eyes, "I didn't understand the meaning of this sentence before... But looking at this group of people, I would love to say this. ”

Jian Dan began to look at Mo Xiaohe's scarred face, concave and convex on one side, and she was very pleased. Because she knew that he understood her.

"It's a pity that I'm like a pig, I'm lazy. Mo Xiaohe said another sentence.

"Everyone, like pigs, will have moments of laziness. Jian Dan didn't know whether she was refuting him, or encouraging him, or encouraging herself, "And people are different from pigs, people can overcome comfort and laziness." ”

"I used to want to be a pig all the time. ”

"But then you became human. Jian Dan continued to retort.

"Yes, because some people don't treat me as a human being. ”

"So... Little junior brother, do you want to continue to be a human being, or be a pig?" Jian Dan didn't know if he was asking himself or Mo Xiaohe.

"It's just an option. ”

"And what are your options?"

Mo Xiaohe was silent for a while, and suddenly shouted at the wooden and dull faces, "The emperor of Guilin is here, leading you to resist slavery together." ”

"The one who is not afraid of death and is willing to follow me?"

Countless residents were scanning along the route of Mo Xiaohe, their faces expressionless and unmoved, as if they were looking at a fool.

The discussion slowly sounded, and the crowded crowd of people in Guilin City surged, making Guilin City, which was not spacious enough, like a fried pot.

In recent days, people have been panicking, and it is indeed because the residents of Guilin know that Guilin will establish Guilin, and Guilin will have a young emperor.

However, what impact will the renaming of Guilin be on their already comfortable life?

Will this Emperor of Guilin, at such a young age, be able to lead them to a new life?

Moreover, the straw sandal rag in front of him, a young man who looks like a farmer or a ruffian, is really the emperor of Guilin?

Or, as one might have guessed, the inhabitants of Guilin are accustomed to comfort, and they are afraid of all changes.

The Guilin City Guards, who spontaneously formed to maintain law and order, slowly surrounded them.

A man who was not tall or strong, with extremely dark skin, walked out of the guards, and his voice was a little nervous, "Why do I believe that you are the emperor of Guilin?"

"Even if you are really the emperor of Guilin, what does it matter to us?"

Guilin City Lord Orange Zhu also ran out in a hurry, she changed into a retro light blue dress, the long hair behind her was tied into an extremely long braid, she pinched the sleeves of the dress with both hands, stared at it in a daze, and shouted in a trembling voice, "Yes, what's the matter with us?"

When one person speaks out, millions of people will cater to it.

The opposition was like a tidal wave, drowning the two siblings alone.

It really doesn't matter who the emperor of Guilin is, what abilities he has, and whether he can lead them into the distance.

As long as no one comes to disturb their comfortable life, it really doesn't matter.

All previous efforts and conjectures have been wrong and failed.

A man descended from high in the sky, it was Geng Di, the eldest son of Geng Huaiguo, his voice was very weak, but he strengthened the belief of every resident of Guilin.

"Yes, Guilin Mountain, to change the name of Guilin to Guilin Country, it's just the matter of the big devil Cangsheng and his masters and apprentices, and it has nothing to do with Guilin, and it has nothing to do with everyone in Guilin. ”

"I, Geng Huaiguo, Geng Di, are here, and I can represent the will of the three major forces of Geng Huaiguo, Muring Island, and Mujiadi. ”

"If you don't get involved, you can live here forever and ever. ”

The two siblings looked up at the man in the sky, shook their heads slowly, and then they disappeared in place.

Even though everyone knows in their hearts that for many years in Guilin, no one dared to sacrifice slaves here, so that the residents of Guilin were able to settle down and survive with peace of mind.... But these, heavy or?

It's not important, it's sad, but it's the truth.