When the battle was about to end with one punch, the human king stopped and let the monster go&1t;/p>

It's exactly.&1t;/p>

The spacious and spacious room in the courtyard is extremely simple, with only some simple and hard sandalwood tables and chairs, all of which are dark black in color, with straight lines and no carvings or curves. Just like sitting on it and standing around, they are all solemn in expression and straightening their waists.&1t;/p>

The old man sitting on it was all frost and full of faces, as if he was so old that he would fall down at any time, but he still sat straight and looked very serious.&1t;/p>

But, this doesn't matter what you think, Zigong&1t;/p>

Facing the question, standing on the right, the man in his Confucian robe bowed slightly, saying that he needed to think about it for a while.&1t;/p>

So, what do you think of Zixia&1t;/p>

He is older than Zigong, but he sets off. A man at his age is about 35 or 36 speaks quickly and has a clear attitude.&1t;/p>

Well, you think we should do more observations, what about you, Zilu&1t;/p>

Get started on the left, the tall giant man as big as a mountain, speaks very simply but has a firm attitude.&1t;/p>

You think it's enough to intervene and give the respect to the Wang family. You can't let the monster do evil again, it's great.&1t;/p>

Disagreeing with Zilu's view, Zixia believes that the strength of darkness is still unresolved, the weaknesses are not clear, and the attitude of the Wang family is not clear. If you intervene like this, it will not only make the Wang family unhappy, but may also cause considerable damage.&1t;/p>

Opposing Zigong's view, under Zilu, the middle-aged Confucian scholar named Zeng Shen believed that the most important thing was whether darkness should be damned, rather than his strength or weakness.&1t;/p>

It shrinks itself, even if there are thousands of people, I will go there. That is the spirit of our Confucian school.&1t;/p>

Frowning, the old man obviously could not make a conclusion. After thinking for a while, he went to ask the Confucian scholar who had been standing behind him and remained silent.&1t;/p>

So, after listening to everyone's opinions, what do you think&1t;/p>

He is a little older than Zilu, who looks in his thirties and looks no different in his clothes. The only difference between the Confucian scholar was that he was wearing a white robe and smiled, but he first threw the problem to the boy in blue who was standing at the farthest, but he was only eleven or twelve years old.&1t;/p>

Yan Hui What is your opinion? I want to listen to it first&1t;/p>

After owing his body, Yan Hui said that he did not fully agree with the opinions of both parties.&1t;/p>

He needs to be stopped as soon as possible because he has killed too many people, but I don't agree with destroying him, because we still don't know anything about him.&1t;/p>

Hearing Yan Hui's opinion, the bearded man who responded first was not anyone, but was standing in the middle and reporting the details of Wang Siqian's battle with the dark.&1t;/p>

Back, you still believe that everyone has good thoughts in their hearts. You want to give everyone a chance, but I tell you, this really doesn't work.&1t;/p>

Unconvinced, Yan Hui seemed to want to refute, but with a chuckle, the white-robed scholar waved his hand to stop the two of them.&1t;/p>

Yan Hui's kindness and sincerity are his most valuable things, especially when these two things appear on a genius again, it is even more difficult, so I would like to see them being kept.&1t;/p>

But Dan Tai, your opinion is not wrong. As the only dark Confucian among us, you must have a hard heart like all the predecessors who have inherited this ancient name for thousands of years, and always stand in the darkness and use your sword to defend the Confucian Sect. You have witnessed too many ugliness.&1t;/p>

A few words comforted the two who had differences. The white-robed Confucian scholar asked Dan Tai for some details of the battle. He pondered for a while, and said with a smile: "The King of Humans, I only have a few encounters with him. I feel that he attaches great importance to principles, especially dignity. Well, even if he has a cleanliness, it may not be an exaggeration."&1t;/p>

So, my opinion may be the same as Zigong.&1t;/p>

With a smile, Zigong said: I am honored.&1t;/p>

Fang Huanxu and others glanced at him and said slowly: My view is that this matter has not yet been completed, and the king will stop halfway through, so it must be a meaning, so we'd better be&1t;/p>

Use stillness to control the movement and observe the changes.&1t;/p>

At first glance, everything is white.&1t;/p>

White clothes, white hat, white shoes, white banners, white banners, everything is white.&1t;/p>

The sound of horns comes one after another. Although there is a false feeling that is barely squeezed out, there are also a sad cry that is sincerely remembered. The smell of cigarettes cannot dissipate. It smells for a while, which makes people feel a sense of turmoil.&1t;/p>

Standing quietly in front of the spirit, there were no tears on Wang Siqian's face, and even Qi Rong.&1t;/p>

He just stood there quietly, looking at the nailed coffin, the thick wooden board that separated him and his wife forever, just standing like this, but he made everyone around him shudder and want to avoid him.&1t;/p>

Lun&1t;/p>

It was almost a gentle whisper, so weak that even the family behind him could not hear clearly. If there was one of the hundreds of people in the courtyard who could hear clearly, it would only be curled up in the farthest corner, wrapped in white clothes from head to toe, stiff and motionless darkness.&1t;/p>

On that day, Yangdun Mountain completely defeated the darkness, but did not make up for the last blow, stopped his fist in the air, stared at him for a long time, and said something that darkness had never expected.&1t;/p>

You can't forget that, I'll try to forget.&1t;/p>

With an ice-like attitude, Wang Siqian rescued the darkness and brought him back to the Wang family and dressed him up so that he could stay in this courtyard.&1t;/p>

Because of Lun's self-sacrifice, I can understand your mood, but that is not what I wish. If I win like this, I will never forgive myself in my life.&1t;/p>

Moreover, I think Lun, she should be willing to let you see you off.&1t;/p>

Because of this reason, darkness came to this spirit and looked at everything in front of him. Like Wang Siqian, he had no tears.&1t;/p>

On that day, Wang Siqian refused to lose everyone's wishes, personally took the huge coffin, and took his wife to the cemetery of the Wang family step by step. Without a single tear, he personally placed the coffin into a very large tomb selected by him, and sealed the tomb passage with a stone.&1t;/p>

The next time I'm opening here, it's time for me to lie in&1t;/p>

Speaking these extremely ominous words in a calm voice, Wang Siqian made the Wang family members present feel chilling flowing through their backs, and seemed to want more shock. He even said that he would not re-string.&1t;/p>

There will always be someone who can inherit the Wang family, but that will not be my son.&1t;/p>

The face was calm, but it was like frost. It was a strong feeling of keeping people from thousands of miles away. Some majesty, powerful, ruthless, and cold feeling that seemed to be extremely far away from the world. This made no king, including nearly a hundred elders, dared to stand up and oppose this decision. They bowed together, and they expressed their respect and obedience to Wang Siqian with their practical actions.&1t;/p>

At dusk, people dispersed, leaving only one Wang Siqian, and one Wang Siqian who expressed his hope to keep a soul here.&1t;/p>

The moon rises, and the endless coldness and loneliness. Under the moonlight, Wang Siqian stood silently. Behind him was a black shadow wrapped in a huge cloak.&1t;/p>

It was not until the moon passed in the sky that Wang Siqian raised his head and looked at the moon slowly cutting in the clouds like a cold knife, and came out, and the first sigh tonight.&1t;/p>

Sighing, he turned around slowly.&1t;/p>

Lun is gone.&1t;/p>

Nodded silently, darkness didn't say anything.&1t;/p>

Whether a person exists alone, I think, may depend on others.&1t;/p>

There is no intention of fighting at all, nor is there any sadness at all. In Wang Siqian's expression, there is only emptiness, a very confused emptiness.&1t;/p>

A person actually lives in other people's memories, among those who have shared common memories with him.&1t;/p>

It's like my father is gone, but in my heart, he is still there. I remember him and what I have experienced with him.&1t;/p>

Similarly, Lun is gone, but for you and me, she is still alive. As long as you and I are still there, she will be still there.&1t;/p>

But for you and me, when Lun leaves, part of you and me will die, and forever die, no one can witness it, no one can understand it?&1t;/p>

So&1t;/p>

The voice was low and there was no vitality. Dark asked Wang Siqian if it was this reason that made him let himself go&1t;/p>

Not exactly, but it can also be said to be &1t;/p>

It was very quiet, Wang Siqianxiu started to look at the moon.&1t;/p>

&1t;/p>

The children of the Wang family now respect and fear me more than ever. When I lost so much, they respect and fear me more.&1t;/p>

I, I can almost see the road ahead of me, I know I will go to a very far and high place, several people below and above ten thousand people, but so what?&1t;/p>

When there are no more people watching me grow up, when there are no more people who have been young with me, when no one can witness my past dreams and failures. When everyone around me is a admirer who doesn’t understand me at all, and doesn’t want to know me, when no one can share memories with me, even if they go to the greatest place and do the greatest thing, what’s the point?&1t;/p>

A strange laughter, the darkness asked in a very simple and sharp way, whether Wang Siqian was preparing to give up everything and no longer worked hard.&1t;/p>

No&1t;/p>

Slowly shook his head, some determination appeared on Wang Siqian's face.&1t;/p>

I have my responsibilities, some responsibilities as the head of the royal family, some responsibilities that others have entrusted to me, some responsibilities that I cannot escape and must fulfill.&1t;/p>

If those who entrust my responsibility to me are still there, I may have other options, but now&1t;/p>

The voice gradually weakened to nothing, and after thinking for a while, Wang Siqian told Darkness more clearly that the responsibility he had to fulfill at the moment was Darkness.&1t;/p>

Unless, you can stop yourself and stop doing unreasonable killings again and again.&1t;/p>

Still thinking about making me a good person&1t;/p>

A strange smile, the darkness told Wang Siqian that it was too late.&1t;/p>

It's too late for me, I can't look back, nor do I want to look back.&1t;/p>

In that case, I think we have no choice.&1t;/p>

For a long time since last year's night, we have no choice.&1t;/p>

He seldomized the last possibility of a peaceful resolution in person, and his dark expression was still very calm. After that, he asked Wang Siqian even more.&1t;/p>

There is one thing that I have always cared about if I can't forget, what does it mean if you forget?&1t;/p>

Sighing sadly, Wang Siqian waved his hand and turned around to face the tombstone.&1t;/p>

In short, I will never use that advantage to defeat you, and I will never use Lun's death to defeat you&1t;/p>

It seems that he doesn't want to continue this topic anymore, Wang Siqian quickly threw out the ending speech.&1t;/p>

Then, ten or thirty days later, still on Yangdun Mountain, let's end it all~&1t;/p>
Chapter completed!