Chapter 452 A Madman

Antonyms, whether in Chinese, English, Arabic, Akatarakman, Magnum, or Mainland, all have the same meaning, that is, words with the same part of speech, opposite or opposite meanings. For example, "new" and "old", "hot" and "cold", "up" and "low", "high-end" and "low-end", and "brave" and "devil".

So the question is, what is the antonym of charity?

Anyway, it's definitely not kind.

"charitable?"

After repeating this word again, Izzy's expression was a little broken, "Are you serious?"

This time Izzy didn't even say yin and yang, and didn't even say it, which is enough to prove her shock at this time.

"It's not."

Huang Yi shook his head, and then said the answer under the gaze of Izzy, who had just breathed a sigh of relief: "Actually, I have been trying words such as [kindness, purity, purity, friendship, harmony, positive, kindness] in my heart, and charity is also one of them."

Saturation guess is right.

"Wait a minute, the problem is not here."

Izzy calmly reached out his hand and interrupted his random thoughts, "Is it possible that the antonym of charity may not be so friendly?"

"I think the character of the brave must be a bit offensive."

Huang Yi said it very tactfully, and Izzy was shocked to hear it.

Before, she might have misunderstood that Zhou Li was cheating child laborers, but that was the result of "writing it blindly" under Yinjue's instruction. Although her impression of Zhou Li may be somewhat deviated from the twelve moments, in Izzy's eyes, you must have something to do with the word "The Brave".

Even if it is "peaceful".

In Huang Yi's mouth, Zhou Li's sin was only one step away from being shot by Tarik Magnan and the United Kingdom and South. This step was either because he suddenly announced that he would no longer be a brave man, or he said twelve hours ago that Zhou Li was actually the illegitimate son of the disaster.

Anyway, it's unlikely.

"Anyway, don't think Zhou Li is too ordinary."

Faced with Izzy's doubts, Huang Yi smiled and gave sincere suggestions, "Our brave man is a person with a sense of struggle, high spiritual attainments, strong hands-on ability, and extraordinary thoughts. In short, if you can't beat him, you'll be surrendering honestly and you'll be done."

This is language art.

"Oh OK."

Izzy never expected that one day she would lose in words. After all, she would be sarcastic, not so vividly showing "looking for trouble every day, being mentally perverted, hitting people, and having illness in thoughts". This is the art of language, which she can't learn.

"What are you doing when you stand?"

At this time, Huang Yi had already started to put the silver coins in his pocket in front of him, closed his hand, and urged Izzy on the side: "Hurry up and pay tribute to the Silver Lord, otherwise he would really become the first joke to become a god less than a day."

"ah."

Izzy was stunned for a moment, then quickly put the silver coins in front of him and put their hands together.

"I'm lying to you."

A hand suddenly passed by Iz and took the silver coins she placed in front of her. Huang Yi put his hands on his hips, his expression was extremely arrogant, "I finally got money from you!"

Then, Izzy looked at him silently, without scolding, without being angry, with a faint sense of pity in his eyes. After a long time, the arrogance on Huang Yi's face began to fade away, and was replaced by a kind of embarrassment.

"well."

After a while, Iz sighed a long time, reached out and placed a gold coin in Huang Yi's hand, who was lying in awkward manner. He patted his shoulder and sighed heavily.

Then, Huang Yi became anxious.

"Don't be anxious first."

Looking at Huang Yi who was jumping up and down in front of him, Iz pushed the silver-framed glasses he had put on at some point and said calmly to Huang Yi: "You must have a plan for doing this, right?"

"Tsk."

Huang Yi tsk and tilted his mouth, "When I prayed to Silver Lord just now, he told me how to increase his faith."

"Buy money."

There are many meanings of these two words. Even from the perspective of movement, this word has different meanings. Through the expression on Huang Yi's face and the emotions in his eyes, Iz knew that Huang Yi was definitely preparing to burn paper money.

"You'd better explain it more clearly."

Izzy raised his forehead and said helplessly: "At least tell me which money is burning."

"Do you know, I still don't trust you and Yinjue."

It was very abrupt. Huang Yi said this without thinking. He put away his flirting and inconvenience. A calmness and calmness belonging to the Pope of the War Church appeared on his face, "A loyal dog recognized by the gods suddenly killed himself to show his ambitions by death. I don't believe it."

"Then why do you want to work with me?"

Iz understood that Huang Yi was talking about distrust, not disbelief. The biggest difference between the two is that the former is still cooperating, while the latter is completely broken.

"Because I used to be a loyal dog."

Izzy's appearance was reflected in his eyes, Huang Yi seemed to see the pretty girl who called her name, and also saw the girl who struggled to kill her in the flames that burned everything.

"Because of my loyalty, my girl died in my arms. She asked me to kill her."

The words were very plain, but Iz felt inexplicably heartbroken. Huang Yi stretched out his hand, and a spear-emblem representing the battle formation church appeared in his hand. Huang Yi clenched his fist gently, and the emblem returned to his palm. Iz knew that this was a skill similar to a hidden one. The effect was to make Huang Yi disappear in the eyes of the God of War for a period of time.

"I can be the truth, or I can know who killed her. But I chose to retreat, choose to bury my poor self-esteem and loyalty together and survive."

Taking out the silver coin, Huang Yi had a calm smile on his face, a ball of flame melted the silver coin, a trace of white light pulled away from the silver coin, and disappeared in the air, "Now, I'm ready to have a good time."

"Just like the last pope."

In Huang Yi's mind, the old man with a wrinkled face and a cold face towards him all day long appeared. The father who chased his two city-states with bricks and shields because he married him.

The old man who raised his spear in the sea of ​​bone-eating fire ignited by the God of War, protected the girl with his shield, and raised his head to roar at the gods.

Huang Yi still remembers that when the deafening roar echoed in the kingdom of the God of War, a trace of fear appeared on the face of the God of War, who had always been crazy. It was the fear of a glance that made Huang Yi bury the past in his heart.

Gods will also be afraid.

"This time, I'll be a lunatic."

A madman who fears the gods.
Chapter completed!