Realms In The Firmament

Autumn falls from the lonely and lonely on the streets full of people, the thin body swaying, a pair of eyes, already murky, as if I can no longer see the world black and white. ≯八一中文网W≤W

In the meantime, the fresh clothes around the city swayed across the city, talking loudly and smiling at the people of the rivers and lakes, only feeling the sorrow of the bottom of my heart.

Once upon a time... I fell in the autumn, and I was so arrogant.

Even more so than the people in front of them.

It is a pity that when I felt that the world was prosperous and lived with joy and joy, I suddenly fell from the clouds and fell directly into the bottom of the eighteen layers of **** from the happy atmosphere.

First, he was badly wounded, and then his wife, who was loved for a lifetime, was murdered, and he was better than himself when he was rehabilitated by the murderer.

I have been lingering and persisting until now, just to hope for hope, and hatred that can be vented everywhere.

But now it seems that...the so-called revenge, the so-called hope, has long been desperate, and even hopeless today.

In the past, a good repair, has already been a thief to go to the sky; and the enemy has been swaying all the way, straight into the sky.

If the other side was only a second-generation scorpion, and he was still a famous river and lake singer at the time, then he has now fallen to the dying dying, while the other party is still from Jinma Yutang, even powerful. Can't be alive.

The gap between the two sides is already the difference between the clouds and the mud!

How to take revenge?

Talking about revenge!

Even the worms in the body have become more and more powerful. With the depletion of the spirits and the abolition of the scorpion, the cockroaches have begun to turn to their own knowledge and soul. It also means that there is not much time in my life.

When you are in this world, it is still a few months, and it is still the most painful months.

"But it... nothing..." Autumn falls and tears.

"Juan Er, I am sorry... I am not a man, I am a useless man... Not only can I not avenge you, but I have to be played by the enemy, and I have been stealing for so many years. If I don’t have any mourning, I will squander my soul. Clean, now, I have such a heart, and I can’t do it, I..."

Two drops of turbid tears fell quietly.

He squinted his face and walked steadily toward the corner of a ruin, where there was a small, small house that was completely supported by thatch and dead branches.

In fact, it is not so much a house, but it is actually smaller than the kennel and is still broken.

For so many years, I have been suffering in this small house, suffering and looking forward to the opportunity...

Occasionally, people who were sent by the enemy were beaten and humiliated...

"Get rid of it early..." Autumn fell with a low head and smirked: "...this **** world, this **** fate, I served, I recognized!"

He slammed into the hut, his thin fingers touched under the pillow and touched a sharp knife, which was his only property.

This is not a portable weapon that has been dependent on the past.

It is the short knife that his wife used during his lifetime.

"Wait a day, I will avenge you, use this knife and send me to find you."

This is the vow of the year.

I have pour the biggest vows!

But now, the reality is so cruel, the hardships of many years, and finally the only hopeless despair...

In the autumn, I watched this short knife silently, and put it to my mouth. I kissed the blade of this short knife obsessively, and suddenly I burst into tears: "Juaner..."

Immediately, the hand used a force to force the knife to cut toward his neck.

When the autumn falls and closes the eyes, the hand is such a force, so determined.

The moment when my own knife falls on my neck, that moment will be the last point of my life...

However, it is at this time.

When the cold blade has been attached to your skin, suddenly you can't move it anymore.

A powerful hand, at this time, grasped the blade.

Put the blade in front of the neck before putting it into the skin.

When the autumn falls, how can it be decadent, the martial arts spirit is still there, and he immediately judges that a person has stood in front of himself. It is this person who has prevented himself from committing suicide.

The autumn fall color is instantly white, and all the time is gray, eyes closed, and the heart is like a gray: "I have reached this point now, you still have not let me die? How to trample me, humiliate me?! ”

A gentle voice, but in a very indifferent tone said: "This is going to die? Completely desperate? Do not want revenge?"

This voice is very strange.

Not those people!

The autumn fell sharply and opened his eyes to follow the sound.

I saw in front of myself, but a handsome boy with a face like a crown, looking at himself with sharp eyes like a blade.

"Who are you? You are not a man of the swords of the sky?" There is still confusion in the eyes of autumn, and it is clear that the coming of the people is full of confusion.

"What is the Sword Gate?" said the young man in front of him.

Qiu Luo took a deep breath, what is the sword gate?

It’s just a sentence like this, I haven’t heard it for a long time.

Although it is not a sigh of relief at this time, at least people will not be their own friends.

"Revenge?" In the autumn, the flames burned like a flame, but it was flashing, and the grief and anger said: "I don’t want to take revenge. I have given up that revenge at that moment, but I am already a There are still a few months of living, and even the self-liberation, the ability to spur the soul is lost, the other side is arrogant, the soldiers are strong, I even want revenge, but I am afraid that even the lowest level of the other party Campaign, a cook can't beat, let alone deal with their heads..."

"So you are going to give up? No more revenge?" Ye Xiaoyan looked at him with cold eyes and asked coldly.

"Yes, I am going to die. I am hopeless to live. Isn't there even the right to die? I just want to end the tragedy that is not as good as death!" asked the autumn.

"I will give up hope only to prove that you are not strong enough, why bother to make an argument." Ye Xiao said faintly, but it was a knife.

"Not strong enough? I am not strong enough?" Qiu Luoxiao laughed: "Do you know what I have experienced? What kind of humiliation has been suffered, what kind of torture has been suffered, you know that I have been so devastated and have lived to the present, need How strong is it? You don't understand at all! You are an outsider, and you can stand and talk without a backache!"

"I know."

Ye Xiao said deeply: "It is because I understand, so I will feel that you are not strong enough."

Autumn falls and sorrows, every wrinkle on the face, there are tears flowing down: "I am not strong enough? Hahaha..."

He suddenly burst into madness.

"Why do you say that I am not strong enough?"

"You don't even know what I have experienced?"

"You know, don't know, if you change to you, maybe you have already died thousands of times to escape those humiliations, those tortures, those pains!"

"Do you know that you can continue to live in this world, and persist to this day, it is already strong?"

In the fall, the grief and indignation looked at Ye Xiao, the hoarseness of a word, both as a complaint, and as an anger in the heart.

Ye Xiao still looked at him calmly, faintly said: "You said that I don't know how to be strong. In my opinion, you don't know what true strength is. Now I will tell you what is strong."

Looking at him in the fall, the same is not, seems to be waiting for Ye Xiao to explain what is strong.

Ye Xiao said faintly: "If I were you, I would have no hope and no strength, but I will still look at my enemies with my last strength. Even if I don't have any revenge, I always have hateful eyes. I used this kind of gaze and looked at him until the moment I died. Until the moment when my life was completely finished, instead of using my strength to slash my own life, suicide, itself. It is already escaping."

"If I am you, even if I know that there is no hope, no power, I will still wait, look forward to the emergence of miracles, wait, my enemies get rid of people who should not be provoked, then be killed, tortured, *** *, being... even though I can't wait for that moment, but I still have to wait until the last moment of my life, but it should not be decided by myself. The last moment of my life is at what time, give up is to give up All the so-called reasons are just excuses for escaping, nothing more."

Fall in the fall.

"In the world, there is nothing that can be born, and there is nothing that can't be imagined."

Ye Xiaoping said lightly: "So, if I am you, as long as I have a sigh of relief, I will wait, your opponent did not choose to kill you on the same day, but to let you in, even if you put on you The prohibition of torture still leaves hidden dangers!

Even if I don't have the power, I don't mean that there is no power for others. And if your opponent is still on the rivers and lakes, it may not be possible to get rid of those strong people who are too strong to them. ”

"I will wait until I die."

"Even at the last minute, I still don't give up until I close my eyes."

Ye Xiao’s cold eyes looked at the autumn fall: “This is my strong interpretation and my strong interpretation.”

The autumn fell silent, and immediately lowered his head.

"Now, do you know what I call strong?" Ye Xiao said faintly: "Now, do you still insist that you are strong enough?!"

"The reason everyone will say, in the face of the cruel reality, can you really face it?" The autumn screamed.

"The reality is so cruel, you are still you, I am not you." Ye Xiao looked at him indifferently: "So I can look at you to look at death very well, can also stop you, or say, indifferent."

"But you still have to face the reality, you can continue this humble and humiliating self-sufficiency. Hate, disappear in the wind, as everything has never been born, I have stopped you once, will not stop the second Times."

Ye Xiao’s words are extremely cold and even cold-blooded.

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