Chapter 1155 The Wrath of Everyman, Five Steps of Blood Splatter
Chapter 1155: The Wrath of a Common Man, Five Steps of Blood Splatter
"Xiaojiu, this is what happened."
Dean Ji Cang said: "This group of disciples made a prison in Ziyuan, and it was also the work of me and Lao Liu. We originally thought that we would keep them safe for the rest of our lives, but you showed up and you brought them out."
Already."
Chu Yue's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she half-squinted her narrow phoenix eyes, thinking deeply.
"Now that you know the truth of the matter, you can choose to stay away from Ziyuan disciples."
The Sixth Elder said: "We have protected them for many years and want to protect them for the rest of our lives until they have died. The dean and I have no nostalgia for this world anymore. You are different. You are still young and you have a sacred beast."
The academy will try its best to protect your future as good people, so you don't have to get involved with them. They are worse than wild dogs in the mountains and will only drag you down."
Chu Yue remained silent, her eyebrows furrowed tightly.
She lowered her hands feebly, turned around, and walked out, as if she was trapped in her own world.
The Sixth Elder looked at the girl's back and looked at Dean Ji Cang again.
They implicitly thought that they were ready to lock those three hundred disciples in Ziyuan forever and die of old age in this courtyard.
As Chu Yue took steps, she thought of the snake-haired girl's words, and the red-haired boy who complained about not wanting to run around in the martial arts field.
When he reached the entrance to the secret room, he suddenly stopped.
She turned her back to Ji Cang and the Sixth Elder, looked at the economics on the cabinet, took a jar of wine from the table, took off the seal on it, and drank.
The wine sprayed on her face and flowed down her chin and neck.
The wine jar was bottomed out, so she placed it heavily on the table and whispered to herself: "Heaven and earth are unkind and treat all things like cud dogs, and saints are unkind and treat the common people like cud dogs."
Ji Cang and the two looked slightly startled and confused, looking at the girl's thin figure with inquiring eyes.
Then, Chu Yue suddenly looked back: "Do you know, what is the difference between a common man and an emperor?"
She was answered with silence.
The corner of Chu Yue's lips slightly raised, and she laughed loudly: "The anger of an ordinary man, blood splashed five steps, is not as dust. The anger of the emperor, millions of corpses, bloodshed for thousands of miles, will leave a name in history, and will be praised by future generations."
"In this world, some people want to be indifferent but die in their lifetime. Some people just want to live a wonderful life for a moment. They will be heroes in life and ghosts in death."
"Don't you two want to see whether these abandoned disciples will be common people or emperors in the future?"
Chu Yue's smile was strong and her eyebrows were raised high.
The dean and the drunkard in the secret room were both dumbfounded, looking at the girl in red in surprise as she spoke loudly.
Chu Yue recalled her two lives with bitterness in her mouth.
Her life has never been smooth.
She seemed to be a butcher who was born for killing, looking for a path called salvation in the thorn bushes where blood was everywhere and the moonlight was spilling.
Chu Yue took a breath and walked lazily outside without answering Dean Ji Cang's words.
The red skirt is slightly raised, like the corner of a city's victory flag, like the rich colors of a painter's brush.
The Sixth Elder was deeply shocked. Those words were like thunder, and the girl's uninhibited and free smile subverted his cognition.
Dean Ji Cang looked at Chu Yue's back and asked, "Xiaojiu, are you...?"
As Chu Yue walked away, she waved her hands and said without looking back: "I won't listen to you two nagging anymore. I have to see if those children are lazy."