Volume Four, The Year of the Curtain, Chapter 177, If Heaven Can't Allow Me
Jiangye 177_The full text of Jiangye free to read_Volume 4 The Year of the Downward Chapter 177 If the Heaven Cannot Let Me Come from
The passionate and loud and passionate declaration suddenly turned into a pun word. He shouted to the old man to fuck the master's grandma, and then smashed it with a stick. // Baidu search See the latest chapter//
Ordinary people and extraordinary people are both humans, and they will turn into ashes after death, but when they are alive, there is still a big difference. The old man's crutches naturally cannot defeat the addict.
People on the snow street thought that Chao Lao was dead, but in fact, the old man did not die because the audience did nothing and walked past him calmly.
The elder brother vaguely guessed the intention of the audience. The Taoist sect wanted to break the Chang'an City and the people's hearts in Chang'an City. The audience killed the Chang'an Street, and wanted to use the most powerful means to smash the hardest shell of the Tang people.
Broken, trampling the pride of the Tang people into the soil. Since murder cannot solve the problem, he chooses to ignore it.
However, the viewer still didn't know the Tang people very well. He walked on the verge of life and death on the old man, but he did not feel confused because of his ignorance, and thus began to doubt and even fear.
If you don’t hit, you won’t hit. If you have the chance, you will be beaten again. If you don’t die, you won’t die. It’s better to die than to die. How can you have any self-doubt? Heading towards the old man with a crutch and cursing towards the street.
The words of scolding are dirty, even dirtier than the filthy things in the snow.
The host raised his eyebrows slightly, then continued to move forward, walking towards Ning Que, and the palace was later.
The eldest brother said, "This is wrong."
The observer said: "Although the Tang Kingdom is strong, God will destroy Tang, what can you do?"
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In front of Qingxia.
Ye Hongyu looked at Jun Mo opposite him, and blood flowed down her sleeves and kept flowing to the ground, mixing with the blood that had accumulated and smelly these days.
She was very calm because she knew that Jun Mo was hurt much heavier than herself. The other party was burning his last mind power and even his life, even when he was facing the final death.
Looking at Jun Mo's expressionless face, looking at the bloody academy disciples behind him, recalling the thrilling battles before Qingxia in the past seven days. Thinking that it was just such a few people who put the mighty temple
The coalition forces blocked the south of the Tang Kingdom and could not advance north...
People like Jun Mo are about to die when they fight hard, and even she is moved. The deepest part of her eyes is the most radiant of the starlight of God, and there is still a bit of pity and admiration.
"What can you do if God is going to destroy your academy?"
She looked at Jun Mo and said.
Jun Mo looked up at the sky. At this time, the rain had stopped, the clouds had not completely dispersed, and only a few blue sky could be seen, like broken porcelain.
And even if the rain disappeared and the sky cleared completely, it was daytime now, and there was no way to see the bright moon. The moment he died before his battle, he just glanced at the teacher.
He did not directly answer Ye Hongyu's question, but said: "Chao Xiaoshu is an extremely good person. If there were no accidents back then, he should have been my junior brother."
Ye Hongyu knew who Chao Xiaoshu was, but he just didn't understand why Jun Mo mentioned him at this time.
Jun Mo looked at the sky, looking for the traces left by the bright moon on the first seven nights, and continued, "It's just that he likes to follow the late emperor. So he didn't enter the academy."
"The late emperor decided to clean up the court, so there was a Chunfeng Pavilion overnight."
Ye Hongyu knew that the famous Chunfeng Pavilion was one night, and Chao Xiaoshu and Ning Que were both entered the view of the Xiling Temple after that rainy night.
Jun Mo withdrew his gaze and looked at her and said, "Before that night, Chao Xiaoshu negotiated with the other party at Hongxiuzhao. He once said a few words, and it spread widely in Chang'an City afterwards."
"That's what he said at that time."
Jun Mo said, "If heaven can tolerate me, I can live; if people can't tolerate me, I will kill me."
Ye Hongyu suddenly felt a little cold because she knew what she would hear next.
Although the world is now attacking Tang, and the Haotian Dao Sect and the Tang Kingdom are no longer in line, she still did not expect that in the Haotian world, someone would mention this issue so peacefully and firmly.
As expected, Jun Mo flapped his right arm lightly, and the wide and straight iron sword sprinkled a stream of blood.
He held the iron sword, looked at Ye Hongyu, and seemed to be looking at the sky above her head, and said, "I always thought these two sentences were inappropriate, because God would not tolerate me, and I would live."
"If this thief really can't allow me to survive, then... I can't live either."
He finally said, "At least you can't let it live too well."
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On the snowy street in Chang'an City.
The eldest brother looked at the audience and said, "The teacher once said something that God will follow the will of people."
"If God doesn't obey and if God doesn't tolerate it, then what about you?"
The host stopped and looked at the sky with snow. After pausing for a moment, he said thoughtfully: "You can look up and see who has the sky spared?"
It was quiet and no one spoke because no one could answer the question of the observer.
In the face of absolutely powerful strength, courage is worthy of praise, but it has no strength. In the cold eyes of the sky, human will never seem to be important.
The thin Taoist was silent, the old lady Chu was silent, the injured silence, the dead could no longer speak, and even if they moved their lips toward Erbiao for a moment, they did not speak.
Finally, a voice broke the silence of the world.
The sound is hoarse and dry. It should be because I haven't drunk water for a long time, and the blood in my body is lost too much, which makes people feel a little harsh.
This sound seemed very tired and even a little weak, but it exuded a very firm meaning. The so-called harshness is not the sound of sharp objects rubbing against the mirror, but more like the sound of breaking the mirror.
The voice said: "Then destroy it."
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The audience looked behind the crowd and saw Ning Que's blood-stained face.
Then he saw Ning Que's eyes.
Their eyes looked at each other so vividly for the first time.
Ning Que looked at him and said, "Heaven will follow what the human heart wants. If the heaven does not follow, then he will destroy him. I think this is a very simple truth."
The audience looked at the firmness and confidence that appeared in his eyes and raised his eyebrows slowly.
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The God of Heavenly Creek made Ning Que seriously injured and his faith suffered great setbacks. But at that time, his spiritual world was still firm, but later, he gradually began to become a little dazed.
He looked at the two teenagers crying and making the most unimaginable attempt in the world, so he decided to stand up, and he really stood up.
But he could only rely on Park Knife to support his weak body.
Then countless ordinary people ran past him and then ran towards the black ocean of death.
He saw many people dying in front of his eyes.
He thought this was wrong.
The choices of these ordinary people completely violate his understanding of the world and are inconsistent with his rules. Although he has seen many similar scenes on the battlefield, the scenes he sees today still make it unbearable for him to bear.
The mental shock was shocking.
Because in the past, he always put himself outside.
Today, he is in the bureau on this street.
His body and soul, as the blood sprayed, as the bodies fell, and the souls were dispersed, finally slowly landed in this world.
In the past, he was willing to die for Chang'an City. That was because of responsibility and emotion, and for the academy, the master, Yan Se, and his Majesty, he insisted that it was not because of passion.
He thought his blood was cold. When the blood in his body began to become hot or even boil, he began to feel lost and his mental state became a little dazed.
He vaguely felt a power.
He had seen that power, and more than once.
But no time is more real than what I feel on Snow Street at this moment.
At this moment, an old voice began to sound in his ears and in his heart.
He didn't know that was talking to him.
The old voice echoed all over the Tang Dynasty, and his consciousness seemed to float into this beautiful river and mountains, and saw all kinds of people everywhere.
Those people are fighting, marching, fighting desperately, dying, persevering, or just waiting, but that kind of waiting is also full of a touching tenacity.
He saw many people, all of whom were amazing people.
There were many more pictures next, passing by at his speed.
He saw the blood-stained hatchet in the woodshed, the cracked fields in Hebei County, the hungry people like ghosts, the vast Minshan Mountains, the old hunters, the soil of Weicheng, the lights of Chang'an City at night,
When I arrived at the lake in the wasteland, I saw the moss-filled tomb in Lanke Temple.
He saw many people, maybe it was not amazing, but those were all humans.
He seemed to have returned to the stone statue of Lanke Temple and entered into meditation, as if he was still having a final conversation with Liansheng in the White Bone Mountain at the Demon Sect Mountain Gate. He seemed to have seen the name of the primitive tribe he saw when he entered the Talismanship in the summer that year.
Master Fu.
The earliest humans fought wild animals in the wilderness, began to wear animal skins, eat meat, live in caves, and then began to cultivate the land, raise livestock, and eat more meat. Humans continued to eat meat and thought of many ways to cook meat to ensure the meat.
It is very fragrant and you can eat more meat because eating meat can make people stronger.
He saw humans building houses, having villages and roads, and finally saw a majestic city standing on the plain, as if they were going to penetrate the sky - that was Chang'an City.
He walked in Chang'an City and saw the bun shop he had seen a few days ago and those bluestone slabs. He remembered the aura he had felt that day, and that power belonged only to the world.
This power can change the world.
This power can defeat time.
This kind of power is the most ordinary and most extraordinary, the most dazzling and inconspicuous. It is the hot fog of the bun shop or a blue brick in the city wall, but it is also the inheritance of wisdom and unyielding resistance.
Ning Que suddenly felt very moved.
This power is so great.
But he was so close to the other party that he could have such a real feeling.
He felt his own insignificance, but he was not as angry because of his insignificance when facing Haotian, and only felt awe and yearning because of his insignificance.
Because no matter how small he is, he is also part of this power.
No matter how great this power is, it comes from countless insignificant him.
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(Tomorrow will be two chapters, I will try my best to write it well.)
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