Just when Wei Yang felt sad and turned around to leave, a flash of surprise suddenly flashed in his eyes. At this time, the man wearing blood bubbles seemed to be exhausted. His body had knelt down, and his head turned, and in his eyes
With a touch of tenderness and a touch of reluctance, what he looked at was a village.
In the village, some old men stood in front, with tears in their eyes. Some women hugged their children tightly, their eyes flashed with fear, but with a calm look. Except for those children, everyone in the village
Not a trace of fear.
"Fight again."
Although Wei Yang couldn't hear the sound, the words from the man in blood bubbles, whose lips touched, surrounded his heart.
He swung the broad sword again, and every time half of the primitive people became the souls under the sword in his hand. However, Wei Yang knew that the other party did not have much energy anymore. A single sword could wipe out countless people in front of him.
The primitive man then used his sword to kill all the enemies. Until now, the blood-soaked man could barely hold on.
Why are the two sides fighting? Wei Yang doesn't know, but Wei Yang knows this man's way, to protect, to protect the people behind him, they are just the people, not the common people in the world, not relatives, friends, disciples, but his relatives, just relatives
That’s all.
It was when Wei Yang saw this scene that he originally wanted to leave, but stopped in place again, looking at the sky. Wei Yang wanted to know the final result.
'boom'
There was no sound coming, but Wei Yang only felt a huge shock in his heart. Unexpectedly, at the last moment, the man in blood robe still chose to die together. Of course, there were also some primitive people who had already rushed over again, with weapons in their hands.
Quickly passing by men, women, old and young, even the infants were not spared by them.
No, there were quite a few of those women left, but the outcome of waiting for them was unknown. Tears flashed in his eyes. Wei Yang shook his head slightly, but still chose to leave.
"My way doesn't agree with you. You are still too weak. Maybe if you become stronger, you can protect your loved ones."
As Wei Yang's words fell, the picture suddenly disappeared from his eyes, and everything turned into darkness. In front of Wei Yang's eyes, there was still the bloody withered bones.
Looking at the bloody withered bones in front of him, Wei Yang looked in admiration. He slowly stepped forward and bowed, and gently placed the broken battle robe that had fallen on the ground on the back of the withered bones.
Although he has never been in harmony with the other party's path, Wei Yang still has great respect for him in his heart. He can choose to fight to the end for his loved ones, die with all his strength, and die well.
Not only was this bloody general deeply admired by Wei Yang, but also the villagers in those villages were admired by Wei Yang. Facing such a powerful enemy, they did not choose to kneel down and beg. Although they were defeated, they still used their weak
The body chooses to fight with the enemy in the end. This is the integrity of a family.
Although it is stupid to rather die than surrender, it is better than living in this world. Even if a family is destroyed, such spirit can make future generations worship and become the direction to guide them forward.
Moving forward, a withered wooden branch lies quietly on the ground in front of us, but the breath of life still surrounds this withered wooden branch, as if a child is attached to its mother and does not want to leave.
It's average.
Stepping forward, before reaching the surrounding branches, the scene in front of Wei Yang suddenly changed. It was a world full of vitality, and the majestic breath of life made the entire space appear green.
Wei Yang's eyes were filled with lush vegetation, and some colorful elves with wings were dancing happily up and down among the clusters of flowers. Everything was so peaceful and natural.
Lying in the sea of flowers, Wei Yang's mind was already empty. He looked at the scorching sun hanging in the sky and the warm sunlight shining on the earth. A warm breath surged through his body. Wei Yang just wanted to sleep like this.
, pay no attention to foreign affairs, ignore obstacles, and quietly cleanse his heart.
'Is it love?'
Love, what is love? Great love is boundless, tolerant of the world, caring for all people. Love has no distinction between country, region, race, enemy or friend, grudge or grudge. Love is just the simplest love, love for everything.
But who in the world can do this? Wei Yang not only shook his head slightly, but he couldn't believe that there really was such a great love.
'boom'
A crack appeared in the sky, and purple thunder suddenly destroyed the cohesion of this space. Soldiers wearing gold armor and silver helmets, holding long soldiers with cold light in their hands, passed through the purple thunder.
During the process, with deep surprise in his eyes, he ran straight down and started again quickly.
'No'
Even though Wei Yang knew that this place was no longer here, it was just an illusion, but when he saw the flowers, plants and trees around him, they were being plundered and carried into his arms by the soldiers in gold armor and silver helmets. Those soldiers in gold armor and silver helmets were trampling on the surrounding vegetation and killing them.
Countless elves still made him stand up uncontrollably, trying to stop these soldiers.
The frightened elves flying around were quickly captured by the opponent, and when they were chewed in his mouth, Wei Yang jumped in front of those golden armors and silver helmets, eager to kill these demons and deal with these peace-loving elves.
'Why?'
Love, what is love? Love means that you would rather watch your people being killed by the enemy and then ignore them? Isn't this love? Is this selfishness?
Wei Yang looked at the ancient tree in the distance with a cold light in his eyes. He didn't know why as the patron saint of these elves, he didn't take action at this time. Why was he not as good as the man in the blood-colored shirt who would rather die than think about the enemy?
Surrender? Is this love? Or selfishness? If it is this kind of love? Wei Yang will never choose this path.
The images of broken pieces reflected Wei Yang's words, making Wei Yang's eyes flash with tears. If others talked about such things to him, Wei Yang would be calm and just sigh slightly.
However, seeing such an immersive scene made Wei Yang feel a surge of anger and sadness in his heart. The kindness that originated from the depths of his heart still made him feel emotional and couldn't help but feel sorry for it.
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Slowly moving forward, Wei Yang finally decided to take a look at what the patron saint of this world was doing? Why didn't he protect his tribe, his subjects, and his world?
The sound of "rumbling" came from the distance, as if a shocking battle was unfolding ahead, which made Wei Yang not only speed up his pace, but even so, it was completely useless, because the picture was still as usual.
The speed was displayed before Wei Yang's eyes.
Wei Yang didn't need to walk forward at all, and the pictures would be displayed. But the anxiety in Wei Yang's heart still made him do such a stupid move, stupid, maybe.