Chapter 1088: 392

Chapter 1088 Chapter 392: Care is chaos
"Young Master can no longer bear your slack, since you are so unwilling to establish an intelligence system, then leave Chaochang!"
The middle-aged man looked at Sister Xiu'er, who bit her lower lip and said nothing, and sighed: "Someone will take over your position later. After you hand over Chaochang's power intelligence and artifacts to her, go back to the blood house! "
Sister Xiu'er, who had been silent, heard this and raised her head in shock and said: "Handover? Leave? No, I can't go!"
"This is an order!" The middle-aged man's face suddenly became gloomy: "You are a descendant of the Yun family, with the blood of the Yun family flowing on your body. Your way of life is laid out by how many Yun family ancestors spent their lives and the meaning of your life. , Just to remember these, not to fall for it!"
"I'm not willing to fall." Sister Xiu'er wailed: "But what if you regain control of Chaochang? It is not the Xiang family who really wants to destroy the Yun family. They are just a vicious dog who has changed its owner. That's all. But even this vicious dog has fangs now. For the sake of hatred, the hope that Yun has finally left behind is folded in again. Is this what you want to see!?"
"Shut up!" The middle-aged man was furious: "How can you, a wicked animal, say such a rebellious thing? As a descendant of the Yun family, if you can forget even the deep hatred of blood, how can you talk about being a human!?"
"If it is really for revenge, then the Patriarch and the elders should leave the hope of life to the group of aspiring brothers in the family, not our group of babbled children!"
Sister Xiu'er refused to give up every step, and tried her best to say: "Our ancestors thought that although martial arts can save the world, but it cannot help the world, only business can be done. It is precisely because of this that martial arts books will be destroyed and martial arts will be abandoned after the great prosperity of the human race. And now But it wants to overthrow the thousand-year tradition and abandon business and become military. I don't understand why!"
"Because Yunzu's path was wrong!" The middle-aged man said coldly: "Yunzu overestimated human memory and underestimated the greed of human nature, thinking that having the friendship of fighting against monsters and beasts will protect the Yun family forever, but The fact is! The Yun family's ancestral hall was razed to the ground, and even the Yulinzhai on the side was belatedly arrived. At this time, where was the friendship of salvation together?"
"For thousands of years, the Yun family has been in business with thousands of houses, and has opened up countless ways of business. The blessing is more than hundreds of millions of people. But when the Yun family was in trouble, where are the people that the Yun family had helped! From the beginning, Yun Zu was wrong, because Compassion for the weak does not make the family stronger, and no matter how much gratitude you can gain, it will not be converted into strength, but it is a vain reputation!"
"In a world of great controversy, only strength is the foundation of standing! Even if it is a thousand years late, with the talent of my Yun disciple, I can return to the top of the human race in time, and when the time comes, we will owe a debt to the Yun family. Get it back in a lump sum!"
"No, it's not right!" Sister Xiu'er burst into tears and shook her head. "Even if the Yun clan returns to the top of the human race one day, what he brings to Xihe is nothing but destruction, and Xihe is in ruins. Death, even if you sit on top of the world, what's the point!?"
"Heh." The middle-aged man's mouth raised slightly, and there was an unspeakable determination in the arc of contempt: "The reason why the Yun clan was annihilated was because he did not have the ability to drag Xihe to death. Do you think that the human race is now, Is the sacred place harmonious because they love peace? It’s just because they know that once the sacred place uses force, Nishiga will become a wasteland, so the king’s realm escapes the world and the sage does not come out.

"And what are the kings and saints doing?" The middle-aged man pointed to the sky and said, "Do you know how many of the stars in the sky are made by the King of the South of Heaven? How many solidified little spirit worlds have been linked together, forming the embryonic form of the Zhongqian World; the kings of Wusheng Mountain are even more wandering in the void, not knowing what they are looking for; why these holy places have to make these preparations, you think it is to let Xihe Dachang Huh!?"
"No one likes war, but it will come as promised one day, but when do you think this war will start?"
The indifferent expression of the middle-aged man seemed extremely cruel: "I think, at least when the Holy Land feels that he is ready, and the standard of preparation is probably, even if Nishiga becomes a wasteland, it doesn't matter to the degree! "
"From now to that day, how much time is left for Yun's? Of course you can close your eyes, shrink your head, and feel the happiness and joy you think you think you are with the group of ignorant fools, but that day When it comes, you will be struggling to suffocate in despair, just like the sea fish caught in the net."
"So, I said Yunzu was wrong!"
"Going to help a dead place that is destined to become a wasteland is a dead end! If he hadn't kicked Yun from the holy place on earth, and pointed out a dead end to us, how could Yun's fall? Where it is now!"
The five senses of middle-aged people are a little distorted. How high their respect was at the beginning, and how deep their hatred is now: "Now, it's time to wake up! Give up the unrealistic ideal of business and help the world, and return to the right path. What a disciple should do!"
"Ten days from now, Yunfang will come to Chaochang to hand over your work. In the past few days, you will join me to investigate the content of the Evil Palace and the Xiang family's conspiracy!"
The middle-aged man turned his head and stretched out his hand, "Give me the fairy cloud spirit."
Sister Xiu'er was silent, but she was silent.
...
Tang Luo, who was sitting for a long time in front of the hut, was in a state of confusion. These days, Xiu'er sister fished at a very fixed time, as precise as the rotation of the sun and the moon.
This sudden delay made him a little frightened, and the feeling of the warrior was the most accurate. This kind of whim of induction would never be aimless.
But the spirit world channel should be secret enough, just going south to fish, there shouldn't be any problems, so where does this inexplicable feeling come from?
It was never Tang Luo's character to sit and wait for death. He made a seal with one hand to activate the formation, and the passage of the spirit world appeared, and Tang Luo sank inside, trying to find Yun Xiu's trace.
Following the passage to the south, Tang Luo's expression suddenly became gloomy, because he saw a net of dead fish, depending on the situation, it had been dead for several hours.
Sister Xiuer, who loves life, wants to make the best use of her fish bones, not to mention that these freshly caught marine fish will throw their fishing nets here, indicating that the other party must have encountered something!
Tang Luo came to the conclusion with a gloomy face, and he left the spiritual passage directly, pushed his wheelchair into the city, and found an inn of the Royal Beast Sect.
After taking the pen and paper to write two letters, Tang Luo handed them to the post officials and said lightly: "These two letters, send them to Beimang, we have to expedite them!"
If Sister Xiu'er really had any accident, there would be only one who could come and go freely in Chaochang City!
(End of this chapter)