Chapter 2247: Right or wrong

For the tomb guard, the War of the Warden has little to do with him.
He is only a bystander at most.
With his status and true strength, the warden family is simply not qualified to ask him to go out.
In the long years of being in this place, he could not find the tombstone and win the bet on the "market". Such a day is also very boring.
Accepting the invitation of the old patriarch is completely in a state of mind that is better than nothing...
Even if all the warden families died in front of him, he would not have any sadness.
"Understand," the patriarch nodded.
Although he understands that the tomb guard is powerful and terrible, he also knows that he cannot place all his hopes on an outsider.
At this moment, he is already exhausted.
Perhaps this battle with the invaders is also the time for him to be free.
After three hours...
On the dim road, Luo Zheng and his party came slowly.
The color of the space in this space is all awkward. When they turn this road under the guidance of Xiaoyan, they see a distant and cheerful place, showing a disc with blue light.
"There is an altar of equality," Xiao Xiaoyao said as he spoke to the distance.
As she spoke, she moved her eyes to the side of the altar of equality, and there was a pale blue stone on the side of the altar.
This stone tablet is the "prayer monument" in the small mouth, and the grace of the warden family is lowered through this prayer monument.
If you can get close, Otaru and Fuchu are also eligible to get the "war" of Enze.
"Destroy the altar of equality, will all the lives disappear?" Luo Zheng asked.
Luo Zheng asked this question, and other exiles suddenly raised their ears.
This is the issue they are most concerned about.
If it is not the existence of the public life, any one of their exiles, even the weakest one, can crush the warden family at will!
Now being "equality" to this power, one by one is very wrong.
After all, every exile is a strongman on the other side of the land. But before that, he was killed by the warden family. How can they endure?
"Yes," Xiaoxiao nodded.
Although the altar of equality is close at hand, the rest of the warden family will certainly be desperately guarded. It is definitely not an easy task to destroy it.
When they traveled half a mile away...
From the sides of the square, there are constantly black robes coming out one after another, forming a barrier that blocks the way for everyone.
An old man is standing right in front of the barrier.
At this moment, the old man had a crooked black cane in his hand. At the end of the crutches, the blue light continually beat.
"The patriarch..."
Xiao Yan stopped.
Luo Zheng and others have also stopped...67.356
"Little," the patriarch looked over with a complex look.
There are not many people in the Warden family, and they are familiar with each other. They are like a little tribe, carefully managing the world.
Before the breakup of the old school and the liberals, Xiao Yan was very popular with the elders.
I was a patriarch in the past, and I also took care of Xiaoxi...
Only after the dispute between the two factions became more and more complicated, the situation was no longer controlled, and step by step developed to the point where each other was a deadly enemy.
"I'm sorry," Xiao Yan said, bowing his head.
She had to avenge her revenge, and she had to be embarrassed. This contradictory state of mind continued to afflict her as she entered the world.
In comparison, the beginning of the float is much more fortunate.
After all, he didn't have much affection for the warden family. He just regarded it as an enemy and regarded it as the chief culprit for letting him and his sister go away.
"You don't have to apologize," the patriarch said calmly. "I also thought a lot about the old man. Maybe you were right at the beginning. Our insistence may be really a joke..."
In the conversation with the grave guard, the patriarch realized that a prison like this is not the only one.
And the owner seems to have really given up here.
Although the patriarch is hard to accept the madness of the guy, you can think carefully and there is nothing wrong with it.
If the owner really looks at this, facing the invaders, why not directly lower the gods and kill them all?
The owner has already abandoned this place, so what is the meaning of the insistence of the warden family?
The liberal decision was right...
"you……"
Xiao Yan is slightly stunned.
She did not expect the patriarch to say such a thing.
"But we have already insisted on this step, and we are not going to give up. Maybe we, the little jailers, the final fate should be like this. Even if the master has dismissed us, we still have to offer the humblest life to him. "The patriarch looked at Xiaoyan, and looked at the beginning of Xiaoqi's back. He looked at the complicated smile: "If you win, you must live well. You will be the last bloodline of our warden family...

The patriarchs also know that their warden family is not a great race, far less than the female Yi, the Shu especially...
But after all, he hopes to see the blood of their family can be passed down. This is probably the last piece of evidence that their family has remained in the world.
"The people of the same family are obeying orders, and they are not allowed to take shots at Xiaoyan and Fuchu." The patriarch then ordered the people behind him.
"The patriarch, this..." The purple-haired black robe stood up, and he did not understand the orders of the patriarch.
"Listen to me," the patriarch said calmly.
The purple-haired black robe hesitated and chose silence.
Then the patriarch used a streaked hand to lift the crutches, and the blue light continually jumped. All the black robes behind him also raised their weapons.
Xiaoyan’s eyes burst into tears and weeping constantly. She could not distinguish between right and wrong, but was saddened by her own ethnic destiny.
Luo Zheng saw this scene, and his complexion was quite complicated.
In all fairness, he is not willing to shoot this group of people...
But as the old man said, everyone insisted on the final step, how can they choose to back down here?
The old man put the crutches in his hand toward the ground, and the black robes rushed up without hesitation.
At this time, Luo Zhenglai should have given orders.
Ming Wei saw Luo Zhengmo not making a sound, shaking his head slightly, after all, it was still too young...
So she gently waved her hand and ordered: "Do it!"
"Hey..."
Those exiles also greeted them without hesitation.
On the side of the altar of equality, the cemetery slowly walked over and looked up at the scene in front of him.
Then he pulled out two unremarkable black short knives from behind. When he held the two short knives, the temperament of the whole person changed drastically.
The original cynicism, disappeared, and a burst of exquisite color, but still a slow gait.