The sword points were pointed at the hearts of two people respectively, and had already touched each other's clothes.
But they suddenly stopped. The two of them turned to the same direction and looked at Wan Qing with surprised expressions.
"Are you here early?" Su Xiao spoke slowly, her eyes only glanced at Wan Qing's bamboo hat, and then fell on the child in her arms.
"I'm very lucky." Wan Qing sighed softly.
"This is beyond your control?" Her master, Su Xiao's husband, and the boss of Baicao Hall slowly spoke.
Today, even if they don't kill each other, these people who come to seek revenge will not let them go.
Wan Qing nodded, "I know." After a pause, Wan Qing said again: "I never wanted to care. I just wanted to ask you two a question."
"What?" They both said at the same time, and put down the long swords in their hands at the same time.
"Which is more important, the dead or the living?"
"..."
The two of them were speechless at the same time, and their eyes fell unanimously on the baby in Wan Qing's arms.
The answer to Wan Qing's question is really simple. Between the dead and the living, of course the living are more important. However, everything about the dead cannot be ignored. Not to mention, they thought they had arranged
Everything about the living person has been cured. There is nothing to worry about anymore.
Wan Qing lowered her head slightly and looked at the little guy in her arms.
"He is so innocent. He had to be an orphan as soon as he was born... Other people's parents love him, but he doesn't. Other people's mothers sew new clothes for him, but he doesn't. Other children have fathers who teach him to read and practice martial arts, but he doesn't...
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"If his parents died because of God's will and human power can't save them, that's it. After all, God's will cannot be done... But if his parents just because of the inexplicable hatred of some dead people, let him become a person who has no love or love.
An orphan... So, who should he hate? Who should he blame? Who should he seek revenge from?"
He slowly raised his eyes and looked at the two people whose faces had changed color.
"You think that if you two die, one is worthy of your parents and family, and the other is worthy of your loved one, then... have you ever thought that he is also your family, and more importantly, your flesh and blood... You choose to die like this