I Persuade People With Reason

The sky is a hazy white. The towering Tianshan Mountains seem to melt in this snow-white.

I can't tell if it's snow or clouds.

The gate of the Burning Flame Sect is located on the top of the Tianshan Mountains. The well-proportioned palaces are arranged according to the formation, as if the stars of Zhou Tian were hidden in the clouds and mist, and they were integrated with the bleak cold wind.

A woman sits in the main hall. There are no lights around.

Her hair is like clouds, her face is like snow and ice, her body is wrapped in layers of black gauze, her skirt is spread out on the dark seat along her slender legs, a snow-white arm rests lightly on her side, and her eyes are slightly closed. , as if Begonia slept in spring. It looks lazy, beautiful, and captivating.

But when she opened her eyes, the coldness, resentment, and viciousness revealed in these eyes made people shudder, and her heart was almost captured by her.

Anyone who sees these eyes will understand that she has abandoned all positive emotions and lives in this world every moment, there is no joy at all, only the flames of anger, jealousy and hatred. in torment. This flame not only burns herself, but also burns others.

When Dang Yuan did not enter the temple, the first thing he saw was such a pair of eyes.

"You're late." Chi Wanwan's closed eyes were already open, his body didn't move, his eyes turned to him coldly.

She couldn't see any warmth in her eyes, as if she was not looking at the flesh and blood in her belly, but a cold sword for revenge, forged by herself. It seems that only when the sword embryo is cast and the tip of the sword is poked into the mouth of another person will she feel truly happy.

Yuan Buwei met her eyes without dodging and said softly, "No, the sunset has not yet set, there is still a quarter of an hour."

The twilight fell from the clouds and mist, chasing him into the hall with him, but stopped after only three feet of light, and seemed to be afraid of the excessive darkness in the hall.

It wasn't because his footsteps didn't stop, he stepped straight into this darkness, without the slightest hesitation, stagnation, or fear, just like any traveler who has returned home in the dust.

On top of his head and shoulders, there are still unmelted snowflakes.

This is different from the previous reaction, which attracted the attention of the late night. She stared at the boy in front of her in amazement, as if she suddenly noticed that a little mouse, who was always shivering, showed her paws for the first time.

"Okay?! You're fine?!"

She laughed suddenly, with ecstasy in her laughter. The air flow all over her body brushed over her dark skirt, like a gust of wind swept through the hall, whining.

"That's how he looks like his son?!"

The word "he" came out of her mouth, like a poisoned dagger being thrown, with a faint coldness.

"...and that's the only way to kill him!"

It was not for staring at this crazy woman.

He carefully and earnestly looked at the person from top to bottom, and a faint arc suddenly appeared on his lips. It was as if she had seen through her from the inside out.

It seems to be with pity, but also with ridicule.

Instinctively offended sooner or later, he immediately frowned: "Are you laughing? What?"

"I laugh? Sect Master, you are too naive."

Since birth, the original body was not allowed to shout the word "mother", just because the original body didn't do it and didn't want to shout it.

He suddenly stepped forward, his dark robes fluttered with infuriating anger, and his messy hair fluttered along with it.

On his head, on his shoulders, all over his body, flakes of snowflakes were shaken by the infuriating energy, turning into countless sharp ice flakes, heading straight for Chi Wanwan's door.

Murderous aura drifted away like flying snow.

A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes lately, but his response was not slow. She didn't move, she only raised a snow-white wrist, and when the wrist was flipped, the invisible suction force formed a vortex in front of her, sucking the flying snow into the palm of her hand within three inches. Turned into transpiration mist.

The water mist filled the hall, and under the extremely cold temperature, it quickly turned into a whitish white air.

With her cold eyes, she looked at His Highness's youth through the mist, but she still did not see the slightest bit of anger, but she seemed very relieved in her tone: "Okay, this is better?! I thought you were indecisive, but I didn't expect such a result? Breaking the courage, greatly exceeded my expectations."

Yuan Buwei seemed to have done nothing, and asked with great interest, "Aren't the sect master angry?"

"I'm very good. Since ancient times, divine soldiers hurt people first and then hurt themselves. If you don't show mercy in front of that person, ten years later, that person will be rewarded!" At this point, she actually clapped her hands. , and laughed again, looking very satisfied.

"So I'm laughing? Sovereign is naive."

It was not for cruelly interrupting her fantasy.

"Father and son cannibalize each other, which is especially sad. But if a father doesn't love his son, how can it be sad?"

Just like you, your biological mother, faced with the murderous force of your own flesh and blood, isn't it the same?

The laughter came to an abrupt end.

"Father doesn't love his son? How sad..." She muttered these words, the resentment in her eyes seemed to deepen.

Yuan Buwei stabbed again: "Father and son? Cannibalism? In the eyes of that person, perhaps the personal sword that accompanied him for 20 years was broken on the spot, and the pain was a hundred times more painful."

The original words seemed to hit a blind spot she had never thought of, making Chi Wanwan's eyes appear blank for the first time. If she has been planning for many years, but can't bring any harm to the other party in the end, isn't her resentment and hatred for the past ten years just a joke? !

The flames in her heart that gnawed at her at that time seemed to be unable to be suppressed any longer, and it erupted together with resentment. She gave a shrill cry, and immediately became mad.

"For ten years, I endured for ten years!"

"These ten years... are actually in vain!"

It seemed like a hurricane was blowing on the flat ground, and the turbulent infuriating qi spurted out, but after hearing countless crackling sounds, the surrounding ground was almost ploughed clean. The jet-black silk sash was like a long whip made of steel, and it slammed into Yuanbu.

"...If that's the case, what's the use of me keeping you?"

There was a piercing scream in the hall.

Yuan Buwei sighed lightly, pushed his sleeves forward, and his toes stood up on the ground, only to open an inch to the side, and then flutteringly avoided the blow.

And the silk also changed direction in an instant, and continued to attack Yuan Buwei, and he flashed to the side again.

With the strength of his body, it should not have been so easy to dodge. At this time, the internal interest is chaotic, the spirit is extremely unstable, and there are many flaws. If there is a first-class master who is proficient in the way of the assassin, he will be killed on the spot by surprise.

"As the sovereign asks, I can help you."

The young man's figure calmly dodged the attack from the sky, like a stroll in a flowery garden. In such a dangerous situation, he could still breathe out slowly.

"How to make people miserable, unwilling, regretful, and only need to destroy? The thing he cares about the most? That is."

"What does that person care about most?"

Sooner or later, his emotions were out of control, but he gradually calmed down and said with hatred: "It's that **** Rong Qingyue! And he has the best swordsmanship in the world."

"What does Rong Qingyue care about most?"

After a long pause, he said, "That **** never cared about him the most, but the inheritance of Xuanyue Sect!"

"That's it." With the slow recovery of calm, Yuan Buwei also floated to the ground lightly, and said softly, "Destroying Xuanyue Sect will destroy one Rong Qingyue and half of Chu Tiannan."

She had completely quieted down lately, staring at the young man in front of her with deep eyes.

"And the remaining half..." Yuan didn't say it flatly, and put it lightly, "Leave it to me."

"Within ten years, the number one sword in the world will change hands."

Too late at night to say anything.

The young man's eyes were bright, and he calmly cast such powerful words, which reminded her of that person in a trance. But I have seen Fang? Caiyuan didn't know how to calmly avoid her offensive. With the aptitude he showed, sooner or later, he would never be able to say what he didn't believe.

The gust of wind had long since ceased, and the darkness surging in the hall became a little thicker, and Chi Wanwan's eyes suddenly intertwined with indescribable complex colors.

She was actually a ghost, a **** sent a letter to a ten-year-old child, and said: "The leader of the Xuanyue Sect, the sects of the righteous way, there are six masters in charge, and they are not comparable to the Shengzong family. Do you know what kind of pride you put down? Word?"

Wasn't it for laughing?

He smiled very tenderly, very good-looking, and that childish face that had not completely faded away still had a bit of innocence on his face.

"If you can't do it with one family, you will unify the three sects of the Demon Sect and the nine sects."

"At that time, the Sect Master will surely get what he wants."

Every word of his is very sincere and sincere. It seems that a child who can't be more filial is trying his best to come up with a good way to please his mother.

Sooner or later, she stared at him for a moment, and her face suddenly reappeared with a smile: "Okay, okay, child?! As expected of my son?!" She waved her hand gently, indicating that it was not the past? Suddenly full of motherly care.

I didn't want to see her change face, so I stepped forward calmly.

"This is my token of the Holy Son of the Holy Sect of Burning Yan." She suddenly took out a delicate dagger, and there seemed to be blood on the black blade. "Okay, child, come."

For a child who has little love at a young age, the tender concern of his biological mother is enough to make him forget all the bad things in the past: "Once you cultivate the Burning Flame Heart, you will be my holy sect. My holy son, maybe in the future, I will subdue the nine sects of the three veins and take revenge on the unscrupulous people, and my mother will also rely on you to help me."

She sighed faintly, indescribably resentful. A pair of eyes filled with guilt and anticipation? It was already slightly moist.

"Okay, kid? You won't blame it for your mother, will you?"

After a moment of silence in the hall, the young man suddenly chuckled.

"No, of course not."

The twilight has completely disappeared, and the icy moonlight drips down like mercury. In the dimly lit palace, the biological mother and son seemed to have finally unraveled their long-term ties, and they looked at each other with nostalgia and closeness in their eyes.

After a long time, a small shadow walked out of the hall on the moonlight, walking steadily with every step.

He raised his head slightly, and the moonlight fell into his eyes.

"Sect Master, thank you."

A woman in green suddenly appeared. Her figure is light, like a willow branch swaying from the branch.

"The sect master has been deeply in the heart of the devil for many years. That person is already number one in the world. The sect master may not know that revenge is hopeless, but it is only supported by hatred. Her heart is suffering, and it is really helpless to treat you like this."

"I know."

"If it wasn't for the Young Sect Master to break through the obstacles and give the Sect Master his goals and hope again, the Sect Master would not know when he would be able to cheer up, and his subordinates would thank the Young Sect Master for the Holy Sect."

"you are welcome."

The young man showed a touching smile, and the moonlight swayed in his eyes, very gentle and sincere.

"I just hope that, apart from hatred, there are more things in this world? Let her care."

"...that's enough."