"Do you think you are a boy?"

Tang Zhengxiong pointed at the composition in front of him and added meaningfully: "Look at your voice more than ten years ago. This is the real Liang Tianbao. Now you are just blinded by too much worldly life. It is not difficult at all for you to die.

, one knife, one shot, enough to make you immortal!"

"But do you think it makes sense to die when you've done nothing?"

Liang Tianbao's expression paused slightly, and then he gritted his teeth and said, "Boss Tang, the responsibility is too great. If you are not in the position, you will not be responsible for the government. I, Liang Tianbao, only do what I should do. As for me, I should do my own thing well."

It’s the best explanation for Liang Guo, but it’s a pity that I didn’t kill Ye Lingtian.”

At this point, he forced out a smile: "And people will continue to grow up, and their childhood ideals will also change. I have long since stopped caring about the world." Liang Tianbao suddenly couldn't say any more. His ideals have really changed.

If so, was killing Ye Lingtian for public or private reasons?

"You're right to do your duty!"

Tang Zhengxiong continued to undermine Liang Tianbao's confidence: "It's okay not to seek political power if you are not in the position, but have you ever fought for this position? No, you gave up many years ago, Liang Tianbao, if you were made Prime Minister of Liang Guo,

, gives you an opportunity to do something for the people of Liang Guo."

"Will you shun this opportunity and this responsibility?"

Liang Tianbao's body stiffened and he lost his voice in surprise: "What did you say?"

"Review your composition carefully. You are a strong man in the Tianshan world and the disciple of Master Wutian. You should know your responsibilities, right?"

Tang Zhengxiong left at the right time, his wheelchair dragging traces on the floor: "I'll talk to you a little more tonight. By the way, I want to tell you that Master Wutian will go to Liangdu to worship heaven tomorrow, and then he will come to Tiandu to pay tribute to Ye Lingtian.

The ceremony will be held, but I can tell you responsibly that he will not be able to come to Tiandu."

"He will die like a piece of grass and be crushed into ashes. He is not the only strong person in the Tianshan world!"

At four o'clock, Liang was gloomy.

After changing clothes and bathing, Master Wutian sat quietly next to the stream. His fingers slid over the cold rock where he had been sitting for many years. The corners of his ugly mouth curled up slightly. Then he flicked his fingers, and a firework the size of a little finger flew into the sky, in the gloomy sky.

In the middle, it turns into colorful colors, and the colorful light overflows. It is extremely dazzling.

No matter how high the sword mania is, he is still a human being, and he still has the child's playfulness in his heart. At six o'clock in the evening, he will go to Liangdu to worship the sky, and in the evening he will go to the Blood River to put an ever-burning lantern to protect the Liang Kingdom.

He had to fly directly to Tiandu, so he cherished his time in Qingmen.

His days are already numbered, and the fatigue of traveling and traveling will make him lose his vitality. Master Wutian has already had a premonition that he will never come back after walking out of this mountain gate, even if he dies in Qingmen, it is impossible, so he thought

To feel the plants and trees, set off a child's fireworks.

There may not even be a chance to die in Qingmen, and the fireworks on the New Year's Day are even less likely. Jian Chi enjoys his last time in Qingmen with a return to nature attitude. Liang Xiwen and the four major figures are always watching Jian Chi from a distance.

The swordsman's eyes showed a touch of sadness.
Chapter completed!