"It shows that Yi Laomo is invincible in the world, and the Dao Keeper is no match for him at all."
"The truth has been concealed until now and has been quietly circulated tonight. Is this really just to give everyone an explanation?"
"If you ask me, this is a conspiracy by those who keep the law, to kill people with a borrowed knife."
The thin young man who had been hurt earlier asked: "A borrowed knife to kill someone? Whose knife did you borrow?"
The former had a long look and pondered for a long time: "Use all the forces in China to eliminate evil and promote good in everyone's hearts."
"Everyone can find that sentence about a noble family and be an upright person, and that sentence about evil demons and heretics."
"One after another, the bodies are piled high."
"Take our lives and our blood to chase and intercept this peerless monster."
"Give all sentient beings stability and restore clarity to the world."
The box fell into silence, as silent as a cicada.
No one spoke anymore, their faces were full of sadness.
Just like the light snow that has drifted outside the house at some unknown time, the earth looks desolate.
After a while, someone stood up and enlivened the atmosphere and said: "Play your cards, play your cards, if the sky falls and there are tall people to hold it up, who are we little shrimps?"
"When that day comes, the worst we can do is die together."
"It's a blessing, not a curse. It's a curse that cannot be avoided."
"Life or death, God knows."
"East wind."
"Ouch, I'll touch it."
...
Yunzong Building, the room where Bai Nanxian lived during his lifetime.
Pei Shu sat upright on the wooden chair in a daze, her pupils unfocused and there were tears on her face.
Many things happened in Kyoto that night, big and small, and each one was earth-shattering.
She doesn't care about the uncontrollable situation in front of her, the so-called battle of fate.
But she heard some news, news that was unbelievable but had to be believed.
The law enforcement disciples of Zhen'an Tower personally told the outside world that Bai Nanxian's death was not caused by Buddhism.
It was the mediocre man who had a chance encounter with her who did it. His name was Yigou.
The disciples of Yun Zong returned to the mountain, but Pei Shu, as a direct disciple and the next head teacher of Yun Zong, did not leave.
She didn't want to leave, not at all.
She didn't want to go anywhere until she could personally avenge her senior brother.
Therefore, even if the Great Elder knelt on the ground and begged her, asking her to put the overall situation first, she still couldn't let go of her persistence in her heart, her belief that she wanted to avenge Bai Nanxian.
That person deserves to die and must die.
No matter what the cost, even if both jade and stone are destroyed.
"Senior brother, you won't blame me, right?"
Pei Shu smiled and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, stood up in a daze and said: "When people live, they have to live for themselves."
"Your ideological consciousness is too high, I can't do it, I can't learn it."
"Yun Zong, the eternal inheritance left by our ancestors, it is not my turn to carry it."
"Shu'er is just a little woman who likes to daydream. She wants to stay with you forever."
"Wait a moment. After I deal with that devil, I will go down and accompany you."
"Even if my three souls and seven souls are gone, even if I become a sinner of Yunzong, I will not regret it even if I die."
"My whole life is just for you."
"Qin, I'll play it for you."
"My life is for you."
"If you are happy, I will be happy."
"Senior brother, Shu'er really misses you."
She holds the trump card of Yun Zong and looks forward to death.
