war.

That is the battlefield of the Nine Lords.

My brothers are gone, so I won’t care?

Yun Yang stood up, looked at the night outside the window, and breathed deeply.

In my mind, there were neat voices of eight brothers, saying a quiet sentence.

"The blood of the Yu Tang, the soul of the Yu Tang; the people of the Yu Tang, the army of the Yu Tang!"

In front of me, there were eight brothers' eyes, as if they were staring at themselves: National hatred and personal grudges, Lao Jiu, which side should you take first?

"Don't force me!" Yun Yang closed his eyes and murmured: "I'm not a saint!"

"I don't have the power to turn the tide!"

"I don't want to fight to the death even more with my own will, but I protect a group of people who tried their best to kill me!"

"I don't want to fight desperately. After I die in battle, I will let these people bully my family."

"I don't want to let my brothers fall into the sea after they die in battle."

"I don't want me, I don't want me, I don't want me... I'm really not a saint!"

Yun Yang kept saying to himself.

But, in the end, he smashed his head hard on the table and whined in pain.

"It's noon tomorrow, I'll enter the Zun Mansion!"

Finally, when it comes to facing everything, I still have to face the bloody cruelty, and still have to untie the scar in my heart by myself!

I don't want it!

I want to go after revenge.

Yun Yang lay quietly on the table, as if he had just fallen asleep, motionless. However, he actually never slept.

I've been lying down like this all the time.

Just wait for dawn to arrive.

He could feel that in the dark, there were eight pairs of eyes looking at him with care; there was a warm smile and a fighting spirit soaring into the sky.

"Old Jiu, we are the Nine Lords of the Jade Tang. First there was the Jade Tang, then there were Nine Lords; not for the world, but for the people; first to calm the national hatred, and then to avenge family grudges; Yun Yang's body, the soul of the Nine Lords!"

"Lao Jiu, go. In order not to get rid of your home, and not to be bullied for your family..."

...

Early in the morning.

Lao Mei and Fang Mofei got up and practiced against Chenxi, but they felt that why was it so quiet today?

If it were in the past, the young master had already come out now, began to move his body, absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and pick the brilliance of the morning light, why did he have no movement at all today?

The two of them winked.

Fang Mofei shook his head.

Lao Mei sighed, walked to Yunyang's door, and knocked it lightly.

No response.

When I heard this, my face changed immediately. As soon as I tried my best to knock the door open and rushed in.

I saw that there was no one in Yunyang's room.

A note on the table.

"I'm fine, I'm back late."

Young Master, where did you go?
Chapter completed!