"Ok…………"

Xue San lay on the ground, put his nose into the grass, took a deep breath, and looked intoxicated.

At Xue San's side, Aming opened his wine cellar again silently, drank the last mouthful of blood inside, and asked:

"The breath of nature?"

"No, it's the smell of sheep dung."

"You have a good appetite."

Xue San shook his head and said, "Do you know what I smell?"

"Didn't you just say it?"

"Not only that, I also smell the sheep here, they are very strong and healthy."

"This skill is good, admire it."

"necessary."

"From now on, the Lord's son gets sick, you can help you to tell what you are and how to be faithful."

"Why should I eat that stuff from the Lord's son?"

"Could it be that you want to eat..." A Ming frowned slightly and said, "It's disgusting to end this topic, and it makes me a little bit rebellious."

"You are also interesting. Why do you want to come out with me when you are not in the city? Now the workshop has not started, and the production has not been connected. You are not sleeping in the ice cellar but you are running outside. What is the picture?"

"Play." A Ming said.

"Is my hand itchy? Oh no, is my tooth itchy?"

"Part of it is for this reason. In the past, on the battlefield, I had to stand beside the Lord and help the Lord keep away arrows."

"Like a tool man."

"Well, so I can't let it go, I can't have fun, I have bad luck, and I'm always shot by cold arrows on the battlefield."

"Understand, what is the other part of the reason?"

"The other reason is that after my screening and comparison, I found a blood that tastes delicious even if I am not strong, that is the blood of ***."

"What blood?"

"***'S blood."

"No, I said you talk to me face to face, why do you still have to silence it?"

"Get used to it." A Ming pointed his finger at the top of his head diagonally, and said: "When we were in the comics before, what did we say, shouldn't there be a circle dialog box here?"

"Yeah, what's the matter?"

"Some unspoken words won't automatically turn into coding? For example, if you remove the eyes of a horse, it will become a sex."

"So whose blood is it?"

"It means I can't tell you."

"why?"

"I'm afraid you will give a small report."

"Is it so real?"

"Yeah, I know you are holding a fire in your stomach now, afraid that you will drag me into the water."

"I am wronged."

"It's not."

A Ming smiled, and tied the empty wine barn back to his waist. In front of him and Xue San, there was a tribe.

The tribe occupies a large area and has many livestock, but it seems that there are not many people.

This is the western part of the deep lake. The original territory of the Anyang Tribe, but the Anyang Tribe has been annexed by the Naiman Tribe. According to the traditions of the snowfields, the Anyang Tribe will be reduced to the lowermost slaves of the Naiman Tribe and moved back to Naiman. Then, the tribe from Naiman's tribe came to take over the pasture that originally belonged to the Anyang tribe.

This is a kind of digestion and division, and it is also the most common law of tribal development in snowfields.

But the newly splintered sub-tribes are undoubtedly still very weak and need a period of time to develop and recover.

"I still remember the first time I went to a long distance with the Lord, it was almost the same, but the Lord and I were in the camp at the time, and now they are outside."

In the past, they were attacked by surprise, but now they are going to attack others by themselves.

"Is the situation clear?" A Ming asked.

"Aren't you coming with me?"

"Oh."

"Could it be that you thought I could smell the opponent's force layout from the sheep dung?"

"Can't it?"

Xue San opened his nostrils and looked at A Ming.

"are you serious?"

"I think you can develop a lot in this direction."

"Hey, our skill points are all finished, but it's grayed out now. You can't fool me to change the skill tree."

"It's actually quite boring to recover step by step. After a new one, why not play a new trick?"

"hiss……"

"what's happenin?"

"I suddenly feel that your consciousness is so high."

"Thank you."

Xue San stood up and shook his three legs a few times, doing warm-up exercises.

"Because this tribe's stockade was broken by the Naiman Tribe earlier, it hasn't been repaired yet. In fact, there are holes everywhere. Can you see the place in front?

There are two towers there. Let's call it the tower first, and then there is a horse team that patrols at night. You choose one side. "

"The horse team."

"Okay, then I'll go to solve the tower, let's silently set a time, an hour?"

"can."

"Be quiet."

"Teach you?"

"Hehehe." Xue San smiled and clapped his hands. Then, behind the two, nearly a hundred black figures appeared, "After two hours, you follow up, Dai Li, and inform the soldiers and horses behind, three Rush to camp on time after the hour."

"Yes, my lord."

Dai Li began to run back to spread the message, and the others slowly disappeared in the surrounding darkness again.

Mingdao:

"The name Dai Li really has a personality, did you pick it?"

"His parents took it, and I'll keep it for use, just for auspiciousness."

"Where did you see that auspiciousness came from?"

"I can't fly anyway in this era."

"Yes."

"Okay, let's set off. I am also suffocated. Don't you know, I castrated a subordinate with dirty hands and feet to feed the dog the day before yesterday. Only by smelling the **** smell can I sleep more securely."

"nausea."

"I'm sick when smelling blood, you **** drink blood!"

"The good-looking ones are called hitch-ups, and the bad-looking ones are called humiliation, ,, and lewd."

"Your **** personal attack!"

Ah Ming took a half step back,

Bend over,

Arm hem,

Full of etiquette,

Road:

"Goodbye, my three big people."

Finished,

Ah Ming straightened up, turned around, and walked out.

Xue San pointed to A Ming's back and said:

"I thought you would turn into a blood shadow and disappear after you pretended to be forced, and you still have to use your feet to co-operate now."

A Ming waved his hand, ignoring Xue San.

On the side of Xue San's body, the whole person sank into a shadow, and advanced towards the camp in front.

...

In the big account,

The third prince of the Naiman Department is sitting in a tent reading a book at night.

No special meaning,

Because the third prince is indeed reading.

The woman serving next to her was dressed in a red dress, with a beautiful face and exquisite accessories. She was named Wu, named Lady Wu.

Everybody from Shanxi Province was born as a lady, well-known and well-versed, and her husband was originally a local county magistrate.

After the savage entered the customs, the county magistrate guarded the city, and the city was destroyed. Lady Wu was taken into captivity and became a slave. When she was sold into the snowy field, she was bought by the third prince of Naiman for fifty sheep and served as her concubine.

The third prince has a calm personality. Unlike other savages, he likes poetry and books.

In the words of the Naiman tribe, the father of the third prince,

Even his father didn't expect to raise such a species.

If it weren’t for the three prince’s facial features that were similar to his father, King Naiman would really think he had been put on a hat by a scholar.

The reading of the third prince is not arty, he even composes poetry, and his level is very good.

When the Savage King rose, he once praised him as the Wenquxing on the snowy field and the seed of the prime minister.

On the one hand it is praise, on the other hand it is also wining.

But Naiman chose to wait and see and did not place a bet.

The third prince tried to persuade his father to send troops to help the Savage King, but he failed.

Later, with the defeat of the Savage King, the main force of the entry Savage was almost completely wiped out in the land of Jin. King Naiman also criticized his son for this, saying that he could not understand the depth.

The brothers of the third prince and the elders of the clan all praised King Naiman for his far-sightedness.

Later, with the annexation of the Anyang Department by the Naiman Department, the third prince was arranged by his father to take care of the Anyang Department's ranch.

The Anyang tribe is too close to the Naiman tribe. The princes who are really reused will be allocated to the ranch far away from their home to give them enough space to develop and grow the tribe. The third prince is equivalent to being held in the eyelids of the Naiman king. Under the child, help "grazing".

"His Royal Highness, have some soup?"

"I'm not hungry. By the way, I told you, don't call my highness, just call my name."

Originally, there was only one savage king on the snowy plain, and his father was the head of the Naiman tribe. Later, a prince from the Kingdom of Yan came up to the snowy plain, brought an edict, and canonized his father as a king.

His father was called king in this way, and several of them were also called princes.

My father was very happy about it and had a three-day banquet for this.

The third prince was not happy, because the Yan people did not give anything of value at all, and the Naiman tribe and other Xueyuan tribes did not get a sheep, a horse or a slave at all, so they just sat and watched Xuehaiguan as the Yan people’s possession. Occupation, and later, caused the main force of the Savage King to be trapped in the south of the Snow Customs and unable to return to the snowfield, and was completely wiped out by the Yan.

"His Royal Highness is honorable, and my concubine dare not make any trouble."

"Hehe, don't say such things, I'm just a savage in the snowy field."

The third prince put down the book in his hand, shook his head, and then called a servant who came in outside to serve. After his servant came in and knelt down, he asked:

"Has the messengers of the tribes such as Lumon arrive?"

"The third prince, here, he passed by us before nightfall. At this moment, it should be the king's account."

"Well, I see, you can go down."

"Yes, Prince."

"Ugh."

The third prince sighed.

"His Royal Highness, those tribal messengers are here, what else do you sigh for?"

"It's just that the messenger is here. What's the use? The Yanren Pingye from the Xueyuan Customs has already announced that Xueyuan is going to attack my Naiman Tribe. If my Naiman Tribe can't gather myself and the warriors of the alliance tribe as soon as possible, how should we go? The iron cavalry that resists the Yan people?"

Speaking of which,

The third prince couldn't help but touch his forehead, and said with emotion:

"However, after receiving this news, the father did not make up his mind, but at the expense of cattle and sheep in the pastures in exchange for the tribes such as Gamon to send troops to help as soon as possible. He actually wanted to unite with many tribes to put pressure on the Yan people. Solve this dispute with swords and soldiers.

Father, it is..."

The following words, the third prince did not say, he who admired Zhuxia culture since he was a child, still understands the truth that the son does not say the father's fault.

"His Royal Highness, Yan Ren will really call so quickly?"

"The Yan people's style of action has always been vigorous and resolute. The uncle of Xuehai Customs, watching his style, dared to lead a lone army deep behind the enemy, surprise Xue Xueguan, and, besides, he was young.

This person does things, either not doing things, or simply and neatly, and will never just talk about it.

It's just that Xue Customs should be stretched out. If the father can gather allies and horses early, it can't be said that things will turn around.

In the worst case..."

The third prince looked at Lady Wu, reached out to hold her hand, and said:

"You can go home."

"His concubine, my concubine dare not think about it, now my concubine just wants to accompany your highness and wait on her."

"The wind in the snowy field will wrinkle your face, and the cold of the snowy field will make your voice old. Jindi is the real place to raise people.

I told you a long time ago that if you want to go back, I will agree. This is not an irony, nor is it a lie. I am sincere. "

"His concubine, my concubine has no home, even if I return to Jindi, how should I deal with myself?"

Hearing these words, the third prince sighed and said:

"The home is still there, otherwise, why do the Jin slaves in the tribe want to escape to Xuehaiguan?

Alas, in the final analysis, my eldest brother was acting too arrogant this time. Just chasing after the slaves and fleeing, he actually killed the group of slaves and became Jingguan.

In the past few years, the Yan people have conquered Lien Chan and Lianjie, broke through, swallowed the Jin, killed the Chu, and chased my saints. How could that young uncle Yan endure such humiliation?

In fact, after all, I was still too wasteful to do anything, otherwise, even if my father disagreed when the king uprised, I should lead a group of loyal men to kill my father and a few brothers, and then ask the king to send soldiers. Come and help me grasp the Naiman Ministry. "

A murderous look flashed in the eyes of the third prince.

Lady Wu immediately said:

"Your Highness, if your Highness goes, maybe, maybe..."

"Are you afraid of me dying south of Xuehai Customs? Hehe, in fact, it's just a loss. Don't look at the current scenery of my Naiman tribe, it's nothing more than losing a while later.

In my opinion, the reason why the Yan people did not take advantage of the trend to attack the snowy plains was that they needed to recuperate, and the other was that they needed to beware of Chu.

But when the Yan people are ready, they will inevitably send troops to the snowy field. Uncle Hirano, Uncle Hirano, and the emperor of Yan Ren bestowed the title of Chief Soldier of the Snow Customs. The intention was actually very clear.

It's now………

If I can really stand up to it,

I should also unite with the uncle Yan from Xue Customs early before my elder brother commits the crime, and beg him to help me rebel against my father and control the tribe.

In this way, although my Naiman tribe will be reduced to a dog led by the earl's chain, it is better than becoming a dead dog. "

"His Royal Highness, since what you said today ~lightnovelpub.net~, I have invented something more and more white. What do you know?"

"His concubine, I don't know."

"Oh, that's a useless scholar."

Lady Wu dare not speak.

The third prince slapped the table hard,

This prince who has the face of a savage but exudes a bookish breath,

At this time, his eyes were red and he said one word:

"But originally, my holy race had a chance to win!"

...

Since being beaten by the master, Xue San's mood has been very bad, and it is very bad.

In the past few days, he has been reflecting;

Clearly smart and lovely Yushu's self in the wind,

Why do you make such a low-level mistake?

He can't figure it out,

The more you can't figure it out, the more angry you get

and so,

When he pierced the dagger into the neck of the Naiman soldier, he deliberately stabbed a few centimeters deep and stirred.

This is a big taboo for assassins, because it may cause more sounds or splashes of blood.

But Xue San felt that the depression in his heart seemed to dissipate because of this.

and so,

After lurking to the side of another Naiman sergeant,

He once again stabbed the opponent's chest with a dagger fiercely.

call,

Much more comfortable.

The two corpses were thrown aside, Xue San looked up at the two soldiers who seemed to be dozing off above, and climbed up at an extremely fast speed.

The two of them were really dozing off.

Back to back, already asleep, still snoring.

This made Xue San a little dissatisfied. Uncle worked so hard and lurked over to kill you and pull the nails. How would you treat uncle my sacrifices like this?

Your vigil is hard work, but I also ask you to respect my labor, okay?

and so,

Xue San stretched out his hand and patted them awake.

After they opened their eyes,

The two daggers were pierced into the necks of the two of them very accurately by Xue San. The two were struggling, their eyes widened, and they stared at Xue San in horror without making a sound.

Xue San just stared at them like this, and enjoyed the feeling of staring at them.

until,

They lost their breath.

"call……"

Comfortable now.

Xue San pulled out his dagger, stood up, his steps were a little vacant, and his body was a little shaky.

look up,

Look at the dry and bright sky on the snowy field,

This is myself,

The life you want.

San Ye wanted to sing a song, but it was not the time at this time.

I could only get down the tower, then lurking under another tower, and after getting rid of the two Naiman soldiers underneath, he climbed up the tower again.

This time, San Ye was quite satisfied, and the two Naiman soldiers on the tower did not sleep.

But the vigilance is actually not high.

A girl leaning on the railing seemed to miss someone in her tent.

One is sitting on the planks of the tower and weaving a wreath.

The melancholic painting style, matched with this starry sky, should be added with a soothing violin soundtrack to make the atmosphere more vivid.

San Ye feels a bit pity for this picture,

Silently hung himself on the edge of the tower, "drinking into three people" with them, enjoying the literary accent together.

I don’t know how long it took,

In short,

Because I was too efficient, it resulted in a lot of wealth at the previously agreed time.

But the soldier who made the wreath on the tower stood up and yelled at the bottom, which should be echoing the companion below.

and so,

The peaceful and peaceful atmosphere is over,

Just as people can choose to immerse themselves in this tranquility for a short time, but after all, they still need to raise their heads to face reality.

A dark crossbow was aimed at the soldier holding the wreath. At the same time it was shot, Xue San's body flew past, sending the dagger into the neck of the soldier who was in a daze.

Two people died quickly and simply.

Xue San sat down in silence,

Now, there are still three people.

But the feeling seems to be different.

Xue San got up and put the soldier who had been looking into the distance back into his previous posture, and for this he used extremely precious silk thread to fix it.

The other was sitting cross-legged and placed the half-knitted wreath on his knee.

After doing this,

Xue San leaned against the railing,

I slowly closed my eyes,

Ok,

It's that smell.

...

It’s different from Xue San because he is close to the camp and needs to be quiet.

The horse team that Ming needs to solve is far from the camp, so it can be more open.

There are eight people on the other side, swimming aimlessly around the outside.

It seems to be doing a patrol, but you can feel the kind of looseness emanating from them from a long distance.

Obviously, Uncle Hirano, the General Soldier of the Xueyuan Customs, has issued the will to conquer the Naiman Tribe to the Xueyuan Tribes

But the people in the Naiman Department didn't seem to realize that the war had already come.

On the one hand, they did not hesitate to deploy troops and generals. The barbarians who had just arrived did not even take a break, but were directly transferred over, and formulated a very detailed combat plan.

On the other side, it seems to be still enjoying the rare and beautiful season of the year on the snowy field.

Whether it's really careless or because of confidence,

Ah Ming felt that he liked the posture of the eight Naiman sentry riders very much.

and so,

Ah Ming didn't go secretly lurking, but chose to stand on the ground where they were about to come, just standing there, not moving.

The sentry team came, and the leader quickly spotted the figure standing in front of him by the moonlight.

I have to say that the chaos is the chaos, but they still remember what they did for walking outside at night without sleeping. Immediately there were two Naiman sentries with bows and arrows, and they shot at Aming without hesitation. .

"puff!"

One arrow fell through, and one arrow hit Ah Ming's chest.

then,

Ah Ming fell down.

Immediately, these eight guards came on horseback and surrounded Ah Ming who was lying on the ground.

One of them had good habits. Even if Ah Ming was lying motionless on the ground, he still opened his bow and shot an arrow at Ah Ming.

It's a pity that Uncle Zheng is not here at this time, otherwise he would definitely give a compliment to this act of making up the knife.

"puff!"

The arrow hit A Ming's abdomen.

Ah Ming remained motionless.

But because the clothes that Ah Ming wore were not like slaves, the leader motioned for one of his men to dismount, lift up Ah Ming's "corpse" and put it on the horse's back, intending to take it back to the camp for a closer inspection.

They began to return.

If this is a Russian roulette game, the first lucky player has already come out.

Moreover, he fell on the back of the team, without coincidence.

The lucky savage knight only felt a gust of wind coming from behind him, and immediately felt that his neck was bitten.

How does it feel to be bitten by a vampire?

If it is a low-level vampire, it will be very painful when bitten, and it is no different from being bitten by a dog.

But senior vampires are not the same. After all, at their level, they have already begun to enjoy the atmosphere when eating and they have begun to understand respect for food.

Therefore, when Ah Ming's fangs pierced the neck of the wild man, the wild man did not scream, his face was fascinated, as if he was enjoying this feeling.

That kind of itching, kind of sourness, kind of comfort,

It's like dreaming, dreaming that I am flying in the clouds.

then,

In this state, he lost his vitality.

immediately,

A Ming jumped, jumped onto the horseback of the savage knight in front of him, and pierced in with his fangs.

And then,

Draw a scoop according to the gourd.

Because Ah Ming's figure is as light as a ghost, and his movements are extremely smooth, he has not been discovered even after he has solved five savage knights in this way.

If it weren't for the savage in the lead who just turned around and was about to say something, seeing that all his subordinates in the back were all crawling on horseback, maybe Ah Ming could really send them all back to the embrace of the stars in the silence.

but,

If you are discovered, you will be discovered.

Ah Ming’s figure shot directly, and fell behind the savage in front of him. His fangs pierced, but he was not lucky anymore, and he failed to enjoy the spiritual spa before his death like his previous companion. Ah Ming raised his neck, and the brother's neck was directly torn off.

Of the eight sentry riders, only two are still alive.

The leader drew out the knife, facing this weird scene, he did not choose to escape, but rushed towards Ah Ming on his own initiative.

A Ming jumped and greeted him.

"puff!"

The blade pierced into Ah Ming's chest almost without any hindrance, but the inertia of Ah Ming's body made it slide forward along the blade and came to the leader.

The leader of this sentry cavalry team even felt that his palm holding the hilt of the knife was actually already in Ah Ming's body.

It's not hot, it's cold, it's ice!

"Om!"

The leader released a shine, obviously, he is a warrior.

Ah Ming doesn't know how high his rank is, and he doesn't need to be clear.

Because in the real fight, in addition to the absolute strength factor, there are actually too many external conditions that can affect the real result of the duel.

For example, when the leader just shines,

A Ming’s ten nails,

It has already penetrated the position of this Xiongtai's chest.

"Crack!"

Under the agitation,

The opponent's body was convulsed, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his life was directly cut off.

The only remaining fish that slipped through the net didn't have the courage of the leader, this one was the previous savage brother who had a good habit of making a knife.

It was also because he personally "made up the knife" that he was convinced that Ah Ming was really dead, but the dead man came back to life and killed his own Shangfeng and other companions, which directly broke his mind.

Run away, run away, run away!

This is the devil, the devil!

Ming didn't chase after him.

Instead, he silently drew out the bow and arrow hanging from the leader’s saddle,

Zhang bow and arrow,

aim,

The whole set of movements was done in one go.

Because it was often used by the master as a target for practicing archery in the past,

So Ah Ming has long been used to and proficient in the art of archery.

The keen perception of the blood race is instilled into the arrow,

Even the wind speed has been taken into consideration.

"Om!"

The arrow shot,

It pierced directly through the neck of the last survivor, and he fell straight down.

Ah Ming stretched out his hand, wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, then took out the knife still in his stomach, and threw it on the ground casually.

The physical injury is recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

If you can stand close to Ah Ming,

You can even hear the slight crunch and squirming of the skin and flesh compound, like a broken sweater, the part of the thread is removed, and the knitting starts again.

Ah Ming took out a small bottle from his arms and pulled the stopper away. There was black blood inside.

Yes it is,

Xue San was not the only one who played the experiment with blood.

The demon kings actually have nothing to do, they will ask each other for blood to do research.

In the old days, it was really difficult to find so many novel blood, but it happened to be here on the Lord’s side that there were a lot of raw materials and it was easy to borrow.

Today I ask you for a few hundred milliliters, and I will return you a few hundred milliliters tomorrow, so that you can borrow and repay it. It is not difficult to borrow again.

In this bottle,

What's in it is the blood of Pai Yao.

Yes, that's right, it's the brave under Uncle Zheng's crotch.

When Ah Ming showed his fangs and walked towards it, it could only lean against it very badly, and let Ah Ming take away some of its blood very quietly.

In order not to be found by the Lord that his beloved mount was artificially bled,

Ming also deliberately chose the position of Pai Yao's abdomen for bleeding.

Then when that Paixiu obediently rolled over and let him pick it up,

Ah Ming found out that there had been many holes in the belly of the cargo, which proved that a group of animals had come before him!

at this time,

While my wound is healing on its own,

A Ming poured Pai Yao's blood into his mouth.

The power of the blood family comes from the blood. The level and strength of the blood family, which is the essence of the blood family level, is the level of power contained in the blood.

Really tyrannical blood, even if only a drop of blood is left, can rely on the power contained in this drop of blood to start repairing their bodies again.

So what Aming is doing now is to try to see if he can't improve his grade, then he can find another way and increase his strength horizontally.

then,

hiss…………

The wound healed in the abdomen suddenly began to be disordered, and the wool that was being hit suddenly became messy and began to knot in disorder.

This kind of pain is no longer what torture can describe.

Ah Ming's arms stubbornly hugged the war horse under his hips, and the war horse was also affected by the breath of Ah Ming, becoming very well-behaved.

a long time,

A Ming looked up pale,

Reached out and touched the position of his abdomen,

The wound has not healed completely, and even because of his previous toss, his body has become extremely empty.

"Is this the bond that the blind often talks about, the bond between us and the Lord?"

Whether it’s vertical or horizontal,

You simply can't get the possibility of increasing your own strength from channels other than the main one.

A Ming opened his mouth,

There were a few self-deprecating laughs,

"Ha ha………

in the end,

Still have to go back and continue to lick the Lord. "

"Zhedi, do you still want to turn the sky upside down?"

Xue San's voice appeared beside A Ming, and then he walked out of the shadows with a look of disgust and said:

"I said, you vampires love to show off so much? You can't pretend to be strong in self-healing without giving yourself some color in a fight?"

immediately,

Xue San sniffed,

He smelled a familiar smell,

Immediately shouted:

"Fuck, this is Paixiu's blood, how dare you secretly bleed the lord's baby mount!"

"Heh." A Ming didn't bother to talk to him.

Because he didn't believe Xue San didn't let it go.

"How do you say, if you want to do the experiment, I will build a small laboratory, let's do it together, what do you think? If you do it by yourself, it is easy to mutilate yourself, which is too unsafe."

"If you let you do it, I'm afraid I will get rid of myself directly."

"Look at~lightnovelpub.net~Look at, this is ugly, isn't it, alas."

Xue San did not continue to grind his teeth, but looked to the other side. There, hundreds of shadows had already infiltrated this savage tribe camp following the route that he and Aming had cleaned up earlier. The death god’s sickle was already Under the cover of night, lifted up high.

"Actually, there are also the simplest and most practical methods, just two words."

Xue San jumped up as he said, patted Ah Ming on the shoulder, and continued:

"Do you know which word it is?"

Xue San moaned his lips.

Spit on the ground,

Asked and answered:

"Accept fate."

————

Goodnight everybody.