To kill the king's rebel.

I never knew what my ancestors felt like at the time. Until I see my prince disappearing before me.

What a pain in the heart. What was wronged?

No wonder he would like to live, suffer humiliation, and fell into the mud numerous times, still clenching his teeth, the only one who asks for the truth is two

I don't think he is going to vindicate himself. He really wants to know what killed his king. No matter what kind of wind and frost you have passed, I believe he only wants this. ’

"Just like you?"

"Your ancestor chose the forbearance, and you chose to resist. In fact, it is-the same. You just want to know what happened in Nian Shao."

.... It was the same.

Besang looked at the sea of ​​clouds and said indifferently, "Do you know how many people will die in the Hessina tribe every year? It is not a war disaster or a horse bandit. It is sick and hungry .... A little bit colder than 21 years ago-ten years ago The winter of this year can kill our entire tribe. It is not easy now. Every new year, I have to work up my mind to calculate how many people will die this year. That is a bad job to do. I You have to know why my people are suffering so much. I want to know whether we are treason.

I want more than the truth.

I want truth, and glory.

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"That's enough.

Ming Fei really stood up and turned away.

"Without your support, this battle will not be achieved. I am not talking about the Hessian Red Feather born by the Witch Emperor, I am talking about the hard-working and lonely Weilong Bosang. I think you know what I mean.

Looking at the back walking away, Besang suddenly said.

"There is something in your eyes too."

Don't really stop ".

"I can wash my face.

"That is the consciousness of death." Besang cut off his words. "It seems that you really know the truth of the evil shake."

Ming Fei turned his head and looked coldly at Besang.

"The only person who knows this on Wan Yufeng may be you and me. You know what to do.

Besan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "I won't say it.

It's so faint--laughing and raising the fruit in Yang's hand.

"Thank you for your bananas. When you have time, I invite you to pears.’

Besang watched him go, slowly shaking his head.

"Well, I'm afraid I can't count on this pear.

This is yesterday ’s, today ’s not yet

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