The four hundred and ninety-fifth chapters will turn into dragons when they meet the situation
"Executioner, devil, give me back my life, you butcher, we hundreds of thousands of brothers will not let you go even if they are ghosts."
"don't want!"
Liu Mingzhi was sweating heavily on his forehead, and he sat up with a horrified look on his face, breathing heavily and shouting no.
"Master, you finally woke up and drank some soothing tea. Your mind has consumed too much."
Liu Si was holding a tea cup in his hand and looking at the young master sitting on the bed with a worried expression.
Liu Mingzhi looked at Liu Si with a pale face and trembling lips: "Liu Liu Si, I saw hundreds of thousands of people with disheveled hair rushing towards me to ask me to give them back their lives. They looked so miserable."
"Master, that was all just a dream. It's okay. What has happened in the past has passed away."
"It's not a dream, I really killed tens of thousands of people, tens of thousands of people, I am a butcher!"
Liu Mingzhi couldn't help but tremble while holding the quilt in his arms, his whole body trembling like crazy.
Those who chant all day long that killing one is a sin and killing ten thousand is a hero cannot understand Liu Mingzhi's mood at this moment.
Nearly 100,000 lives were personally ruined in his own hands, and all the blood was suppressed by this panic.
Liu Si sighed, put down the calming tea and walked out of the room.
The young master is mentally disturbed. He must find a doctor to check his pulse before he can feel at ease and prescribe some medicine.
Liu Si also understood the young master's reaction. One day, a helpless scholar personally buried hundreds of thousands of people. Not only the young master, he was afraid that no one could calm down.
Killing someone is so easy.
"Fourth uncle, how's it going? Is third brother awake?"
As soon as Liu Si closed the door, Song Qing came over.
Liu Si looked at Song Qing and nodded, then shook his head, "I woke up, but my mind was broken and I had a mental breakdown. I need to find a doctor."
Song Qing frowned and looked into the room, "Oh, this is also embarrassing for him. Hundreds of thousands of people are really waiting to see whether the third brother can pass this test. If he passes, he will be a rare handsome man in the world. If he can't pass, he will never recover.
If so, the whole person may be "
Liu Si frowned and said, "Is it useless?"
Song Qing nodded gently, "In the mouths of us martial arts practitioners, this is the inner demon."
"Then what should I do? If something goes wrong with the young master, I will have to go crazy."
Song Qing hesitated for a moment, "I have a way to try, but I don't know if it will work."
Liu Siyi was startled, "You couldn't have woken him up, right?"
"That's it. If you keep wasting your time, Third Brother will only fall deeper and deeper into trouble. It's not impossible that he will become a fool."
"At this point, we can only treat a dead horse as a living horse. Give it a try. I will go find the doctor. The rest is left to you. Only you can do it. I wait for Liu Ye to dare to deal with it no matter what.
Master will bear the punishment of three swords and six holes if he takes action. You are the eldest brother and only you can take action. I leave it to you."
Song Qing nodded, "My nephew will do his best. Fourth uncle, go find the doctor."
Liu Si did not hesitate, and disappeared in front of the door with a few leaps.
Song Qing opened the door and sighed as he looked at Liu Mingzhi, who was sitting on the bed, shaking and talking nonsense.
"Third brother."
The words implying inner strength made Liu Mingzhi raise his head.
"I can't kill him, I can't kill him." Liu Mingzhi looked at Song Qing with his trembling body.
No matter when, this disease has no solution, unless you get out of it yourself, it can also be called post-war syndrome in future generations.
Song Qing slapped Liu Mingzhi hard and said, "Look at what you look like now, coward. Didn't hundreds of thousands of people die in your hands? There is no one who will not die in a war. You are just a child."
Playing house, there is nothing to be afraid of."
Liu Mingzhi was unmoved upon hearing this, still hugging the quilt and trembling all over.
Song Qing grabbed Liu Mingzhi's sleeves and glared at him fiercely: "Trash, you are just a trash. If you don't kill them, they will step on your bones and make you a general. In war, you kill me and I kill you."
It’s your business. There are no wronged souls on the battlefield. If you choose to take this step, you have already been prepared to die in battle. This is fate. Do you understand fate? Dying on the battlefield is the honor of a soldier."
Liu Mingzhi's absent-minded eyes seemed to have a hint of color.
Song Qing's face lit up and he shook Liu Mingzhi's body fiercely: "Look at me, third brother, you are a born handsome man. Sooner or later, you will lead the soldiers to gallop on the battlefield. How can you gallop on the battlefield if you can't get past these little pitfalls?"
Isn't it just the hundreds of thousands of dead people who are famous all over the world? You are not afraid of the living people, so what are the dead ones to be afraid of? If you dare to kill them the first time, you can kill them the second time. Did you know? They are
Your men are just defeated, what do you have to be afraid of?"
Song Qing loosened Liu Mingzhi's clothes and slapped him again, "Coward, think about your family, they are waiting for you, what will they do if something goes wrong with you, think about your son and daughter, you
But you haven’t even seen what they look like, are you willing to do that?”
"Child? Child! Child!"
A trace of clarity returned to Liu Mingzhi's eyes, his face turned red, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and then he fell heavily on the bed.
Song Qing let out a deep breath and smiled lightly as he looked at Liu Mingzhi who fell into a slumber.
"When faced with a storm, you transform into a dragon. This one battle alone is enough for you to become famous all over the world."
The upper study room of the Jin Kingdom Palace.
Three days of fighting have passed, and everything has been destroyed.
The area outside the city has almost been restored. Except for the countless graves in the wilderness outside the city, the capital of the Jin Kingdom is no different from before.
The civil and military ministers took care of all the matters step by step.
After finishing the last memorial, the Queen breathed a sigh of relief, but with a touch of sadness.
In this battle alone, the Jin Kingdom lost nearly 200,000 people, all of whom were adults. The Jin Kingdom would not be able to recover for at least three years.
"Your Majesty, the matter has passed. Let's think about how to move forward."
The queen looked at Yan Yu opposite her and her expression darkened, "Are you not even willing to call me sister now?"
Yan Yu was stunned and bit her lip, "Sister."
"I thought you had completely disowned me as a sister from the same mother. Everything changed when you married and followed your husband. You said it would be better if we didn't grow up."
"If, there are no ifs in the world, everything is fate and cannot be controlled by others. People have to grow up. When they grow up, they will also become unable to control themselves."
The Queen sighed deeply, "Yes, when you grow up, you will always become helpless. I never thought that I would sit on that chair instead of my father."
"Sister, you have been sitting in that position for too long and have ignored your own heart. Do you still remember the promise we made under the moon when we were seven years old? How innocent we were at that time, but God's will plays tricks on people.
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The Queen was stunned for a moment, showing a look of longing.
"It is God's will that my sister is doomed to die alone. How could anyone in this world take her to the sky to see the world? The more I know, the more I understand. Even an innate master above the ninth-grade master cannot
When we can only fly half a stick of incense in the air, wanting to fly into the sky is just a foolish dream for us mortals."
"Sister, if someone really takes you to heaven one day, will you still keep the promise you made when you were a child? Will you marry that person?"
The Queen shook her head, "No, my sister promised my father."
Yan Yu nodded sadly, "You live for the world, Yan Yu lives for yourself, but sister deserves admiration!"
"My sister promised my father not to marry anyone. If this day comes, my sister can marry that person, but that's just if!"