Red Heart Survey

Zhang Yong looked at Jiang Wang again, and looked at Jiang Wang with his sad eyes: "Maybe I should kill you in the state of destruction. At this moment, it may be the best choice...but I don't want to kill you .”

He then smiled sadly: "Maybe I can't kill you either. My eyes told me just now...you have a terrible supernatural power."

His eyes at this moment looked ordinary, nothing special.

But Jiang Wang had already seen his pupil technique and knew how terrifying it was. That night that took away everything, that night that took away the sword of fame and fortune...

"You really are with Cui Zhu," Jiang Wang said.

At this time, the same disintegrated state is enough to explain everything.

"Cui Zhu..." Zhang Yong murmured, looked at Jiang Wang and said, "Jiang Wang, you are also from a small country. You should understand me."

"You ask me why."

"Why do you say?"

He asked: "We are also sons, daughters, fathers, mothers. Why do we have to die in the mountains, in the fields, on the roadside?

Why do our people, suffering from dire straits, always live in fear of ferocious beasts?

Why can people in Qi be so happy, and ordinary people can also go for outings in the countryside? "

Why can't our soldiers keep the resources we deserve even though they fought bloody battles?

Why do we pay so much, but most of the gains are taken away by powerful countries?

Why no matter how hard we try, no matter what we do, no matter how much we pay! Can't see hope, can't see the future? ! "

Jiang Wang suddenly thought of Yangguo.

Think of the gray-haired veteran Ji Cheng.

Veteran with gray hair, how many lives and deaths have he seen?

From male to female, and from young to old, the Tianxiong Ji family all died in battle, but they failed to save the fate of the motherland.

He thought of Sanshan City again.

Thinking of those people who spilled blood on Yuheng Peak, thinking of Dou Yuemei who broke her own path, opened up five mansions in a row, has the supernatural power to move mountains, but still holds that mountain, helpless!

Of course, he also remembered the old demon clan he saw in the beast nest in the pine forest outside Songtao City of Xu Country.

Wild beasts catalyze into ferocious beasts, and ferocious beasts form a foundation after raging and bloodthirsty.

Then use the living monster clan as raw materials to urge them into monster beasts, so as to harvest one after another open pulse pill.

The background color of Kaimai Pill is bloody.

The strong country captures the demon clan and distributes it to the small country. Small countries build beast lairs, refine Kaimai pills, and pay tribute to powerful countries. Through this system, the strong country firmly controls the growth of the small country...

Jiang Wang knew these things.

Jiang Wang witnessed all that with his own eyes, he has seen many truths about Kaimai Pill, but he can't answer Zhang Yong...why!

So he could only ask: "Which country are you from?"

"It doesn't matter which country I am from. The important thing is..."

Zhang Yong said bitterly: "We want Jiang Shuna's only husband to know,

There have always been people who hated him. There will always be people who hate him.

Tell him not to sleep peacefully for the rest of his life.

Call him Eternal, can't really trust anyone!

So Cui Zhu stabbed desperately, so me! "

He didn't go on.

His hands were gone, and his legs were disintegrated.

Jiang Wang was silent.

But Zhang Yong looked at him and said, "Jiang Wang, you are different from those people. I know it. You are different from them."

He also lost his ears, but his eyes looked at Jiang Wang, a look that yearned for approval.

His mouth said: "This world shouldn't be like this."

Then the mouth also disappeared.

At this moment, there was a sudden noise outside.

First came the guard's voice: "Who is making noise in the Taimiao?"

Immediately afterwards came a hurried voice: "The Metropolitan Inspection Office is ordered to handle the case! Get out of the way!"

Although Jiang Wang had already dissipated the fairy state of the sound and hearing at this time, he still quickly captured the information of the sound.

The group of people who chased into the Taimiao consisted of fourteen people.

And that urgent, leader's voice is an acquaintance who has been in contact with before. It was Ma Xiong, the head arrester of the Sipinqing brand, who once confronted Wuguan Wang with the punishment of Dabi.

It's the green card team!

Almost as soon as the first voice fell, the sound of the wind approached his ears.

Before the words stopped, Ma Xiong was already the first to rush to the Palace of Protecting the Nation, to the spiritual shrine of the Marquis of Nine Returns.

At this moment, Zhang Yong collapsed until only one pair of eyes remained, and with his remaining eyes, he took a look outside the Spirit Temple.

That look, with sarcasm.

But the eyes also disappeared.

He had a blow in this disintegrated state, but he didn't use it against Jiang Wang. If Ma Xiong came one step earlier, he might be able to leave something behind, but at this moment it is impossible to continue.

There is no need to continue.

Jiang Wang didn't think clearly what the sarcasm in Zhang Yong's eyes at the end represented.

But at the moment when his eyes disappeared.

He suddenly wanted to understand, what was the familiar feeling he saw from Zhang Yong a long time ago...

It was the desolation of the mountains and rivers that he felt the same way, the hesitation of being away from home and having no branches to rely on, and the pain of the broken homeland that made him cry.

As Zhang Yong said, he didn't control Jiang Wang with the pupil technique, but evoked the emotions in Jiang Wang's heart. Including empathy, including pity, including familiarity...

Therefore... Zhang Yong, like him, is a man who lost his homeland and a guest of a bereaved family.

Now with Zhang Yong's death, the effect of pupil art has also disappeared.

That's why Jiang Wang was able to think about some things more clearly.

It is true that Zhang Yong is here today not to wait for him. I just happen to be at the right time.

Then why did Zhang Yong come here?

Is it just because he took up the identity of "Zhang Yong", so he came to worship the ancestors?

wrong.

Jiang Wang suddenly smelled a faint smell of blood - Zhang Yong disintegrated his flesh and soul and died, there shouldn't be a smell of blood.

wrong……

The smell of blood has always existed, but it was covered up by Zhang Yong's pupil technique before.

Jiang Wang suddenly raised his head and looked at the statue of the Marquis of Nine Returns.

And Ma Xiong, who is better at handling cases and investigations, has already stepped forward and tore off the purple robe on Jiufanhou's body!

So everyone who entered De Ling Temple saw what Zhang Yong left behind before his death.

It was an accusation written on the statue of Marquis of the Nine Returns with blood as ink.

It was a poem that impressed Jiang Wang deeply.

The blood book reads——

"Death to death, lingering wealth and long life, donate your body to the country's unknown general!"

"Everyone in the world praises Shimen Li, but who else knows Fengxian Zhang?"

It was a poem written by the great Confucian Mo Ya of Qingya Academy.

That great Confucianist was originally jealous of evil, he could scold anyone he wanted, and he never showed mercy.

When Jiang Wang heard it for the first time, it was Xu Xiangqian who stood up for Zhang Yong when he saw injustice, and recited it to mock Jinghai Gao's Gao Jing.

Speaking of which, although this poem is merciless, it is not a big deal.

Mo Ya himself didn't need to live in Qi, and it was impossible for Emperor Qi to send people to chase and kill Mo Ya just because of such a poem. There are too many crazy people in the world.

And the world is so vast, the power will eventually come to an end. Even a farmer in the countryside of Chu State dared not touch the bad luck of the ruffians in the village, but dared to scold Emperor Qin for three days and three nights.

So a satirical poem is really nothing.

The only thing is...

This poem is written in blood on the statue of the Marquis of Nine Returns.

And the person who wrote this poem is the last blood of the Marquis of Nine Returns!

Thank you leader zj1998 for rewarding another leader!

This is the first league of March!