There is no right or wrong, only life and death. This is the rule of the jungle.
Kings, generals and ministers all step on countless corpses to move upwards. The more they step on, the higher their status.
Hua Ying was born in a relatively peaceful era in the 21st century, an era that still focused on law and morality. Naturally, she could not accept this terrible fact in a short period of time. Jiao Yue, at least now, could not agree with her. How could there be only killing and winning in a world?
He is the king, which is more of a belief that she has relied on since she was a child.
"Master, everyone has their own rules of survival, and so does Hua Ying." Hua Ying could not change Jiao Yue's mind, so she could only stick to her own path.
"Haha, I told you, you are still too young." Jiaoyue smiled disapprovingly again, he stood up and waved his sleeves, "The room is a bit stuffy, let's go outside for a walk."
Hua Ying nodded and followed the bright moon out of the house.
The bright moon and the jacaranda stood side by side under the eaves. The bright moon looked at the distant starry sky with melancholy eyes and murmured to itself: "The moon is bright and bright."
Hua Ying followed his gaze and also looked at the full moon hanging in the night sky, and then remembered that today is fifteen, the moon is particularly round, and the master's name is Jiao Yue, which is a nice name, the bright moon.
Hua Ying turned her head and looked at the bright moon's side face carefully. Her skin was as white as snow, and her perfect face outline, against the moonlight, she looked extremely evil.
The master's eyes are as clear and crystal-clear as the moon, but with a coldness. He must have a very special past and deep secrets... The nightmares of the past haunt him, which is why he lives so hard and is so unhappy.
"Master, are you remembering the past?"
"Things in the past are gone with the wind and have no value anymore. What I am thinking about is the future."
"..."
"If Master turns into an ugly demon in the future, will you still recognize me as Master?" Bright Moon's eyes flashed slightly.
Become ugly? What Master cares about most is his appearance. He takes good care of it, how could it become ugly? In Hua Ying's heart, he is a myth that he is neither old nor ugly.
"No." Hua Ying never values a person's appearance, what she cares about is his sincerity.
Anyone who treats her sincerely, no matter whether good or evil, will treat her sincerely.
Anyone who has false intentions towards her, regardless of whether she is good or evil, is incompatible with each other.
His cold eyes slowly became gentle, and a few leaves were blown down by the wind and drifted to their feet, as if they were all filled with sadness.
Staring at his side face at this moment, he was covered in dazzling blood red, like a burning flame, which was extremely poignant.
"Master, I just discovered that you are very popular among the dark forces." Hua Ying raised the corner of her mouth, she still preferred to see the bright moon smiling.
This tenderness seemed too heavy, too lonely, and so cold that even Huaying standing next to the bright moon couldn't help but shudder.
"What do you mean?" Gaoyue withdrew her distant gaze and turned her head to stare at Huaying.
"That's right, that... Actually, there are two streets lined up with girls who have a crush on you." Hua Ying wanted to tease him, "Hey, Master, you must be feeling happy when you smile."
"Smelly girl, when did I laugh?" The corners of Jiaoyue's mouth twitched slightly.
"Master, is your hair dyed red, or is it naturally red? I've been studying it for two days, but I still can't figure it out." Hua Ying continued to ask indifferently.
"You should go practice swordplay!" Jiaoyue's face turned dark.