I don’t know if she was talking to herself or asking Qin Yu. Qin Yu didn’t immediately answer. He looked at the monsters who died in the shadow of the sword, and he felt a sense of peace. Those guys were for Xichuan. The country, for the sake of the little emperor Xi Qiyu, also made this decision for himself, even if they would lose their lives because of this, in Qin Yu's view, all this was worthwhile, nothing was worthless.

If the grief and anger are extreme, the final outcome is nothing more than two. The first one is swallowed by grief and anger, loses reason and then destroys everything that is dissatisfied. In the end, oneself falls and a series of unrelated people are implicated. The second is the extreme Grief and anger are suppressed, but those who suppress grief and anger will also fall to hell, and there will be no hope of distance from heaven.

Qin Yu believes that they are the second kind of people, and their infinite grief and anger have caused their lives to be too miserable. Countless monsters have no blood, but they are ultimately difficult to fight for the country. Instead, they are hungry and skinny, in such a harsh environment. , They can only rely on this to rekindle their blood that never perished, and also to rekindle the wildness of Xichuan Country that has been silent for many years. The people of Xichuan Country who have been oppressed for many years will now... finally rise.

Qin Yu cheered for them silently in his heart. Qin Yu knew that the death of every monster would only make Xichuan Kingdom erupt faster, and would not intimidate anyone, because...At this moment, countless residents of Xichuan Kingdom Watching all this, they did not ignore all of it. In the fragile eyes, there seemed to be a ray of hope. For some reason, Qin Yu suddenly wanted to sigh. He closed his eyes and felt the wear. The cool breeze that passed through the protective cover messed up his hair and whispered: "If the blood is not cold, the body is not cold, even if the old tears are running, but still staggering on the battlefield, the man will die, the demon will decline. All injustices, put out all the restlessness, and let its people enjoy the bright sun."

"...Look, what's the matter?" Lin Xue suddenly widened her eyes and looked at the houses under the hall. Following Qin Yu's recitation, the houses opened slowly. There were women, old people, and children. , There are young people, there are middle-aged people, and there are dying old people.

As Qin Yu said, they picked up agricultural tools, the cold-stained hoes, sickles, hammers, and terrifyingly sharp pig-killing knives, all seemed to be used at this moment. The woman guarded the child and watched. The three generations of old, strong, and young people crawled towards the great hall they were afraid of in the past, but the hall at this moment has become a pile of ruins, even if the little emperor Xiqiyu is not good, this is Xichuan country himself. Outsiders don’t want to come here to make trouble. Few monsters know what's going on on it, but Qin Yu’s chanting seems to have penetrated time and space and hit the depths of their hearts. One monster crawls from the house. Come out, just like that, silently picked up the handy tools and climbed to the Xichuan State Hall, which was full of shingle debris. They knew that where the hall was, the strongest men of other races were showing off here, they knew How much humiliation the little emperor Xiqiyu suffered for them, whether it was from the two old gangsters of the monster clan, or from Shu Xue and the strongest human race, they all knew that today, the little emperor Xiqiyu They were seriously injured and they couldn't help but do it.

Without the little emperor Xiqiyu, they stubbornly used the lowest level of violence to maintain the majesty of the Nishikawa country, even if they would bleed and die, even if their family was ruined, even if...nothing, the monsters no longer think about the consequences, blood Already hot, full of body, raging fire ignited by himself.

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The little emperor Xi Qiyu walked out with Chen Lan. He wanted to sigh why the torrential rain hadn't stopped, but he smelled the blood in the air. His body suddenly stiffened. Chen Lan frowned, and he raised his head. , Looking straight ahead, where, the sound of shouting and killing continued.

"...What the **** is going on?" The little emperor Xi Qiyu stared blankly at Shu Xue who was evading the attack in the sky, and the old man of the monster clan who was on the verge of killing. The corners of his mouth, eyes, and body were all trembling slightly. , Those who die every second, 1 are all his subjects. He doesn’t know what’s going on now, and he doesn’t know why the people who worked hard in the past, why would they bother Shu Xue and the monster clan today? The rogue launched an attack.

"It looks like it's a coincidence that we are here. Since these are all yours, please stop all of this first." Chen Lan said to the little emperor Xiqiyu lightly, and the little emperor Xiqiyu's expression was extremely complex. Nodding ugly, he stepped forward, gritted his teeth, but faced the soldiers who had worked hard in the past, but didn't know what to say. Could it be that he was asked to stop these people?

That is obviously impossible. The little emperor Xi Qiyu looked at the monsters with broken bodies and corpses all over the field, with a dazed expression on his face. Since childhood, he has been supported and grown up, and he has never really made any sense. The civilians of Xichuan Kingdom were different. They all participated in the war at the founding of the country. Without them, Xichuan Kingdom would not have been established. Of course, the little emperor Xiqiyu didn’t know. Why are these civilians desperate at this time.

He looked at these his people blankly, he was plunged into chaos, but vaguely, the little emperor Xi Qiyu seemed to understand something. At the same time, Qin Yu's chanting suddenly sounded in his heart. , A burst of blood spurted from the bottom of his heart, he lowered his head and looked at his own hands with a dazed face.

"I... what am I going to do? They have endured for so many years, they can no longer bear it, what can I do? Is it true that as my father said, I will lead the Xichuan country to decline?..." The little emperor Xi Qi Yu suddenly started talking to himself, but the next moment, his body was suddenly pretended, and when the little emperor Xi Qiyu turned his head to look at the person who hit him, he found that it was someone who was already late in his life and had a weak aura. The old man, I saw the old man struggling to stretch out a hand to the little emperor Xi Qiyu. I don’t know if it was his age or some other reason. He did not recognize the identity of the little emperor Xi Qiyu, the little emperor Xi Qiyu. Qi Yu looked at his calluses and wrinkled hands in a daze.

In the old man’s hand, he felt a special breath, and that feeling made him feel a little bit in his heart. The next moment, he held the old man’s hand without thinking about anything. Then, he slowly Pulled the old man's body up.

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