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Chapter 167 Kill a Clean, Kill a Clean World

"How could he be so strong?"

Fang Zhimin's head was flying in the sky, and Fang Zhimin's heart was full of remorse. He was clearly prepared, and he drew his sword to block Lin Qian's attack the moment he attacked.

Lin Qian is a Confucian cultivator at the sixth-rank moral practice realm, and he is also a sixth-rank bronze-skin and iron-bone warrior. Why?
He probably couldn't figure this out for the rest of his life.

With a clang of half of the long knife falling to the ground, the head hit the ground with a muffled sound, and then a fountain of blood gushed out from the severed neck with a hissing sound, splashing two soldiers. Together with Chunmiao.

"Go tell your men to stop!"

Fei Jian returned to Lin Qian. The flying sword with a cyan aura condensed seemed to be solid, and there was no blood on it, but the two soldiers seemed to feel the killing intent from above, and they were a little scared out of their wits.

"Aren't you going soon?"

It wasn't until Lin Qian spoke again that the two soldiers ran out of the small courtyard with weak feet and weak legs, and went to other courtyards to notify others.

"Are you OK?"

Lin Qian stepped forward and helped Chun Miao, who was trembling all over, onto the stone bench and sat down.

Chunmiao didn't answer. As a girl who lived in a mountain village all year round, when had she ever seen such a scene, especially being drenched in Fang Zhimin's blood, as if her soul was drowned.

Lin Qian sighed, and didn't say anything more. The matter had come to this point, and she could only get through it by herself, because there were more difficult things waiting for him.

Stepping towards the outside of the courtyard, at this moment, he really had the urge to join the Witch God League. He really had enough of this big job.

The performance of the guerrilla general just now was clearly provoking him, clearly provoking him, probably just to force him to take action.

Lin Qian knew, but he still made a move. He couldn't help but watch a girl's innocence being tarnished because of him.

Just like Jiang Yuzhu's death threat, he still insisted on his choice. Everyone should have a bottom line. If there are some things that cannot be done, then they must not be done. If there are some things that should be done, then they should be done.

In this life, there should always be something more important than life!

Otherwise it would be so boring.

It's a pity that the guerrilla general probably didn't expect that he would die in Lin Qian's hands, because he miscalculated one thing, and that was Lin Qian's strength!
When Lin Qian walked out of the courtyard, he was surrounded by a group of soldiers. Although they were afraid of the green flying swords surrounding Lin Qian, they were numerous and mighty after all.

"Put down your weapons and capture them without a fight."

A small officer said to Lin Qian coldly.

Lin Qian's heart was full of murderous intent, and with a thought, Feijian was eager to try again. Although these people obeyed the order of the guerrilla general just now, they should all be damned if they could do such a thing. Why don't they just kill them all? Bar!

Killing one is killing, killing a group is also killing, it is better to kill cleanly and create a clean world!

Lin Qian was already somewhat consumed by anger, and the scene just now flashed in his mind, making his heart boil with murderous intent.

The next moment, the flying sword flew out!

when!
With a crisp sound, the blue light flying sword was shattered, and in front of the officer, there was a man holding the sword.

Then came the sound of dense footsteps, and another group of soldiers came over.

"stop!"

The eldest princess came first.

She was looking for the existence of Banshan Village, but she came a little late because she couldn't fly, and she never expected to see such a picture when she first arrived.

"Lin Qian, are you crazy?"

Seeing the headless corpse still bubbling with blood in the small courtyard, the eldest princess was a little horrified. If you are doing a big job, you will pay for your life if you kill someone!
But when she saw Chunmiao, who was covered in blood and sitting at the stone table in a daze, she probably guessed what happened. Now she could say that she had unconditional trust in Lin Qian.

"Everyone I kill deserves to die!"

The arrival of the eldest princess made Lin Qian's killing intent and anger go away, but he didn't show any regrets. If it happened again, he would still kill the guerrilla general!
……

In Chang'an City, Shamao Alley, Xia Yan was sitting in the pavilion in the garden, but his mind sank into Wen Palace.

He had already read the article "The Look of a Camel" when Lin Qian sent it out, but unfortunately, as the chief assistant, he was too busy, so he didn't have the time to read it carefully until now.

The more he read, the heavier his heart became.

The requisition of food and grass, and the confiscation of the car, doesn't this represent a change in the general environment?Today's Daqian is precarious, even if such a thing really happens, he will not be surprised at all.

Being blackmailed by Guan Chai represents occasional vicious incidents outside. He knows something about the paralysis of officials, but he still has no time to rectify these matters.

In the end, Huniu died due to dystocia, which represented the occasional internal starvation incident, which is something that every family in Daqian may encounter.

What kind of novel is this? This is simply the reality of Dagan Chiguoguo!

Xia Yan felt extremely heavy.

At the beginning, he was cute. He had ideals, struggled, and worked hard. In the middle stage, he was pitiful. After many accidents, he struggled for many years and still had nothing. In the later stage, he was undoubtedly hateful. He wanted to exchange some money for fun , unexpectedly betrayed everyone, without any bottom line.

A simple and good young man was pushed into the abyss step by step like this, degraded into a scum.

A good man was forced into a hooligan by life like this.

Can this be weird?

Maybe he failed to keep his bottom line, but if life didn't step him into the dust again and again, he might own a car of his own, marry Xiaofuzi, have children, and live a happy life.

But the most tragic thing is that even if he keeps the bottom line, it is impossible for him to change his situation and destiny.

The author has already given the answer, Xiao Ma'er's grandfather was the driver who pulled his own cart, but in the end he was so miserable that he almost starved to death.

Er Qiangzi also pulled his own car, but in the end he sold the car and forced his daughter to sell her body to make money.

In Dagan, the people at the bottom may be able to maintain an ascetic life at the beginning of their work by relying on temporary high morality or illusory dreams, but as time goes by, the irrepressible individual YW and the decline of the body , The shattering of their dreams will inevitably make them fall into the rut of their predecessors again, and be led to DL by the irresistible law of life.

This is much like today's Dagan!
Dagan ordinary people seem to be walking on a broad road of "efforts will be rewarded", but in fact, they have no ability to resist risks at all, and any risk may make all their previous efforts in vain.

The sentence "I provoked whoever I provoked" expresses the helplessness and sadness of being unable to control one's own destiny.

The precarious campaign and internal defeat greatly increased the possibility of the common people to face these external events, so a lovely person finally degenerated into "the last ghost of individualism, a parasite on the edge of CS".

Since all these efforts are useless, what you get in return is only suffering and humiliation, it is better to be lazy, deceive and enjoy in time, and you can get some real benefits!

"Poorness leads to change, change leads to success, and generality leads to achievement..."

Xia Yan couldn't help but think of Lin Qian's article. It's really too poor to work hard, and the reform is imminent!

(End of this chapter)