The old man is silent.

With a thoughtful look in his eyes, he finally nodded slightly: "Yes."

"That's good!"

Sun Wen looked at someone who was gradually coming from afar: "Since that's the case, can you use your own words to determine life and death in a human way? Can it be consistent with the beliefs of the human race?"

The old man shook his head slowly: "No."

"Since my senior practice has been practicing for six enlightenment. He has joined the ranks of masters and protects the people and all living beings."

"Are you respectful to the martyrs of human race?"

Sun Wen asked again.

The old man sighed softly, and the long sword in the void slowly dissipated and turned into a dot of light.

"Let's go first, the younger generation walk."

"We have no right to talk about forgiveness with the evil clan."

"But Atai... was born into a human race, and all the sutras were not the original wish. What we have realized now is nothing more than Atai's heart and nature."

"Before there is no result, we will just cut off the road of life."

"This is not the human race in my heart."

Sun Wen had a solemn expression, and he saw that the old man was neither humble nor arrogant, and he even stood firmly in front of Atae.

"My younger brother thinks, Mocheng... should go."

"After all, there must be an explanation for this matter."

"A statement to the world."

"Reason is to be argued."

"Senior, what do you think?"

The old man was silent, and after a long time, he shook his head gently: "But Mocheng is the place where our human sages slept for a long time, a demon..."

"Let's take a break."

"It's so hard, it seems to be a matter between Mo Pavilion and the Demon Realm."

"The worst thing is this kid's own business."

"What does it have to do with you?"

“Idle.”

"The ancestors didn't say anything, you're still sharing your worries for others."

In the distant city, an elderly aunt with a tailor shop and reading glasses was muttering.

I'm still busy with needlework.

But his whispered sound seemed to be whispering, but it kept exploding in the air outside the city.

"Six Awakenings, you will fly amazingly!"

"You can't just talk face to face with people!"

"Young people now!"

This aunt was like a broken mouth, constantly muttering.

The old man's face changed in the air, and the energy around him seemed to have been taken away by someone, and he fell straight from the air.

Fortunately, the energy was restored when approaching the ground.

He barely stabilized his body.

I didn't lose face.

"Thank you for your advice."

The old man looked at the city in distant with some fear, bent down and bowed.

"Thank you!"

"The old woman finally saved some money to do a business."

"I have to move my nest again!"

The owner of this voice was obviously in a bad mood.

Place the sewn clothes on the table.

"Who, the baby in the Lin family, remember to come and get the clothes."

"I'll put it on the table for you."

"The fabric of this dress is very good, it must be comfortable to wear."

"Especially the big flower with the cuffs, Duo Jun."

"Next time I go out wearing it, I will definitely like it..."

The sound became less and less until it disappeared.

When I looked again, the tailor shop was empty.

Only a floral cotton jacket was left and placed quietly on the table.

Although she is obviously a master of hermit, she always feels a little talkative and silly...

The old man outside the city was sweating profusely at this time and his guilt was beyond words.

I actually messed with the hidden seniors coming out of the mountain and even had to change their residence.

After a long time, the old man raised his head and his eyes fell on Atai: "I'll go to Mocheng and wait for your reason. If I can convince me, I will tell you in public..."

"Say you a lot."

"Why are you so owed? Those dolls are so passionate and I won't say anything."

"You are quite old, so you can't do anything serious."

"Or why do you learn tailoring with me. The knowledge here is so great, especially the needlework. My mother feels that it is harder than practicing. That big flower..."

"Oh, yes, I've gone far."

"goodbye."

The sound disappeared again.

The old man no longer had the mood to speak, but just glanced at Atae deeply and turned around and left.

Looking at the direction of departure, it is Mocheng.

Obviously, he still wanted to get involved in this fun.

No, he still wants to hear this.

Since this hidden senior spoke, he always felt that the very meaningful thing they did suddenly became like a child fighting, which was a bit embarrassing.

City gate.

The young people who had just driven out stopped in an orderly manner as they heard the old voice gone away.

Straighten your waist, clench your fist with your right hand, and gently hammer your chest.

His head was slightly lowered.

As mentioned before, this matter is ultimately not wrong with everyone.

These young people also respect the human predecessors.

Also willing to die for the human race.

But the same sentence...

Seek a reason for everything.

Of course, there is still something wrong with this matter.

The wrong thing is the demon who provokes public opinion.

The wrong thing is to use humans to experiment with demons.

Wrong...

They are those timid but eager to stand in the sun, enjoy heroic honor, and have long lost their true nature.

Looking at the people under the city gate from afar.

Sun Wen took a deep breath.

Jump to the roof.

He was holding a big horn in his hand and shouted at the top of his lungs: "You ask for advice, let us brothers give it to you!"

"If you say you want to explain, our brothers will give it to you too!"
To be continued...