"Chen, what can you do next when you talk about the Blood Silver Hand?" Feng Liu couldn't think of the answer, so he had to ask Lan Feng Chen. Feng Liu really didn't understand the character of the Blood Silver Hand and had no way to judge at all. But Lan Feng Chen also didn't understand, so he had no way to judge.

"It is impossible to be sure. If a general with insufficient courage will choose to guard the No. 1 pass and wait for the support of his own army. If a general with courage will choose to lead the entire army to attack this pass. If a general with more stupidity, he will divide his troops and cut off the rear. But I think even if the Blood Silver Hand chooses to attack this pass, the entire army will definitely be attacking it. But even so, she doesn't have much chance of rushing out alive."

Feng Liu sighed, "Yes, she's dead. How could she have thought that this king and you would suddenly lead troops to the place, and would launch an attack on this level like lightning and capture it in one fell swoop? How could she have thought that fate was so interesting. While she captured the No. 1 level, it was also the time when we captured this level. How could she have thought that we were all elite soldiers, with her strength, hum!"

Yes, how could the Blood Silver Hand have thought of it? Even Feng Liu could not have imagined it, and unexpectedly, not only did the Blood Silver Hand not leave this front, but both sides also launched an attack at the same time. When Feng Liu learned about the situation of Level 1, he was so happy that he almost jumped up.

It took no time to get the blood silver hand, a dead blood silver hand, which made Feng Liu almost laugh to the sky.

I will kill your wife with my own hands and will never let her be defiled by her soldiers. How will you treat me? I can't be sure, but I'm sure you won't hate me for any woman you don't love.

...

A letter was handed to Can Ren's hand, and the maid bowed silently and bowed slightly. During the days when Rou Kexi was away, the maids had become accustomed to the atmosphere around Can Ren, and were always silent. Can Ren's movements were always extremely slow, whether they were eating or drinking water.

Without making any sound, the maids in the mansion are the best among maids. Since they came into contact with Kurogen, they have secretly recorded the rules of Kurogen's life and their daily preferences and needs. From then on, they will do what they should do according to this habitual rule.

No verbal transmission is required.

The letter was sent by Rou Keming. Rou Kexi led his troops to attack Zhong Qin and was trapped in the net by Zhong Qin Fengliu and Lan Fengchen. Rou Keming had already led his troops to rescue when he delivered the letter, but the journey was not short. In Rou Keming's understanding, it was probably too late. If this letter told Can Ren, Rou Kexi's bad news.

The rebellious and rebellious put down the letter paper and remained silent. Every year, many people die on the battlefield, many of them, including soldiers and generals. This is really normal. This is the rule of the battlefield. Once you step in, don’t yearn for miracles or luck. When you want to die, you will die.

Just like the struggle for power in the court, if you get involved in this vortex, there will be no end. One day, you will take a wrong step in the struggle, and if you fall, you will fall. Once you enter this vortex, don’t yearn for luck. All you can do is continue to persevere and fight.

Canren does not want to fall into any rules. Once he gets stuck, he will never look back. The only way is to continue to walk, climb to the unattainable peak, and become the adjuster and maker of the rules. At that moment, he may be considered to be out of the rules itself.

Canren understands the rules of the battlefield. Therefore, whether Feng Liu died in the battlefield or Rou Kexi, Canren does not find it strange at all. But, did he come so quickly this day? Canren remember his uncle, and his uncle also died under the rules of the world. Although Canren does not know what the rules of the world are, there must be rules belonging to the world.

All are vortexes.

"Sir, there is a child outside the door asking for a visit, saying that he is his apprentice." The maid walked in quietly and reported, "Take him in."

"Why did you come early after just one month?" Canren't speak as calm as usual, but in fact he had guessed the reason why the original little beggar came early. At this time, he could no longer call him a little beggar, his clothes were bright, but his face was no longer as simple and innocent as a month ago.

Complex colors.

The mistress knelt gently in front of Canren and bowed a few times to the ground. She still had a childish voice, but she was a bit of cold depression that was not deliberately artificial.

"The disciple understood the master's intention, so he came early. The disciple almost died. The disciple killed people and killed his friends for many years. He buried them in the barren mountains. Master, why? In the past, when we couldn't even have copper plates, we could share the only food. With so much money, why can't we share it?"

Can Ren drank a sip of tea. The maid beside him saw that the tea cup was almost empty, so he quickly brought a cup of new tea. The mistress was still kneeling, Can Ren did not ask him to get up.

"Because of yu hope, because of selfishness, the value of copper plates and food, how can Benwei compare with the top ten ingots of gold? After enjoying the luxury of a large sum of money, of course, I long to keep this luxury enjoyment. The meaning of owning one more ingot and owning one less ingot is more than a little bit different? They should be older than you, so of course they yearn to own it alone."

"But master, aren't they missing the old love in their hearts? Did they experience so many hardships in the past, and they actually..." The little beggar didn't know how to describe his thoughts, and his expression was quite excited. As he said, he suddenly stopped and his thinking could no longer keep up with his words.

"It's so cheap, right? The past hardships are actually a shackle for them to long for breaking free. The root of your relationship is nothing more than pity for each other and not daring to pity yourself, and instead forming a care for the same experience. When people pity others, they will no longer pity themselves."

In the eyes of wealthy families, the reason why ordinary people are unbearable is that they think that their status is inferior. It is not only because of the difference between how much wealth they have, but also because people in wealthy families regard themselves higher values ​​than ordinary people. For example, even if they have billions of wealth, they will definitely not be able to buy Fengliu's personality, but can they buy a lot of ordinary personality and self-esteem?

The mistress showed a sad look in her eyes, as if she was venting the pain in her heart at this time. Canren smiled, "Do you feel sad, very painful?" "Master, the disciple is very sad. We had a good relationship in the past, and thought we would live a happy life from now on, and we would never have to worry about food and clothing anymore. When they entered the brothel they had always wanted to go to, they were so happy, but the happiness ended so suddenly, and I even killed them with my own hands..."

Happiness is so short. The evening...

"You can be sad, but you don't blame anyone. You didn't have to kill them, but you were too selfish, so you killed them." The mistress, who was originally sad, stopped crying when she heard this, stared at Can Ren in shock, and really didn't understand how it was his fault.
Chapter completed!