The arrogance of the city

Chapter 1449 Heroes Create Times?Times make heroes?
"...Master..."

The smell after the rain is not pleasant, not to mention the disgusting smell of blood mixed in it, but Song Luoshen was almost dizzy from the cruel reality exposed before him, staring blankly at the My own old man hopes, even prays that he can give himself a negative answer.

But He Jiuzhou stood where he was, like a stranger, like an ancient tree, without saying a word or moving.

The last trace of fantasy in his heart was completely shattered by the suffocating silence. Song Luoshen opened his mouth and asked a question with a dazed expression.

"……why?"

Throughout the ages, countless strange people and strangers finally chose to submit to the aristocratic family.

Learn literary and martial arts, goods and the emperor's family.

This is totally understandable.

However, with He Jiuzhou's status, he has basically reached the peak, looking down on all living beings, and there is no way to advance. Why would he choose to sacrifice his life for the Cao family?
Rao is exquisite in seven orifices, but Song Luoshen still couldn't figure it out for a while.

"Luo Shen, I know that at this moment, you must have a lot of confusion in your heart."

Tonight's situation is undoubtedly full of twists and turns.

Cao Xiuge originally had nowhere to go, but when he congratulated Jiuzhou on his arrival, he revived the whole chess game in an instant. No matter how indifferent he was, as a child who had shouldered a heavy responsibility since he was a child, it was still difficult to suppress that trace of anger at this time. An emotion that can be described as arrogance.

After all, He Jiuzhou's end meant more than just allowing him to survive from desperation.

"The Song family, the Li family, the Liu family, the Kong family, the Pei family, the Ye family...there are so many powerful families in such a huge capital city? But what these families of Zhongming Dingshi have in their minds is how to control them. Get more wealth, power, and prestige, win more awe and the right to speak, only my Cao family is different."

Cao Xiuge said impassionedly: "Back then, my Cao family was besieged by all of you. In order to protect the overall situation, my grandfather chose to sacrifice himself. Which one of you can compare with this kind of mind?"

Song Luoshen was speechless.

After slowly calming down, she gradually understood.

At Cao Xiuge's age, no matter how deep his city is, no matter how far-sighted he is, it is impossible for him to arrange the ugly cow.

It could only be the untimely old man behind him.

The failure of that year seemed to be taken for granted before, but now that the ugly bull finally appeared, in retrospect, the Cao family did not have the capital to fight to the death.

But the Cao family did not choose to do that, but calmly accepted a result that satisfied all parties.

"If it were any of your family, I think, at that time, it would definitely be impossible to swallow your anger, right? At best, it would be nothing more than death. But our Cao family was willing to sacrifice themselves."

Although Cao Xiuge's tone was calm, on this windy and rainy night, the resentment that had been suppressed for generations finally surged in his eyes.

"My grandfather never said it, but I want to say it now, our Cao family has never failed the world, but the world has always failed our Cao family!"

Song Luo regained his composure.

Time has passed, and it is impossible to judge what was right and wrong back then, and it is impossible to change it after so many years, but at this moment, what she will face is not just the grievances of the previous generation.

As a result of that year, as the successors of their generation, they could only passively choose to bear it, but now, just like the cycle of heaven, she has become the person involved.

"What happened back then is not an excuse for you to disregard human life and trample on human nature. Just because your Cao family has been wronged, you can carry out such evil research with peace of mind, turning good people into monsters that are neither human nor ghost?!"

Song Luoshen took a deep breath and spoke righteously.

What she said was not just expressing criticism and condemnation of Cao Xiuge, but more importantly, the implication was to inform the ugly cow standing beside Cao Xiuge!

But the other party still looked like an ancient well, as if he had already gained insight into the research of the light of the future.

Seeing this, Song Luoshen's heart sank suddenly.

There are no fathers and sons on the battlefield.

Master and apprentice are no exception.

The word Renhuang is already as heavy as the five mountains, so there is no need to add any extra weight.

Although Qin Yuyi is extremely talented and can be called a martial arts wizard, he is still too young after all. Even if he can defeat the four zodiac signs, he may not be able to handle the ugly bull who finally appeared.

This point can be seen from the solemn expression on Qin Yuyi's face at this time.

"A hero can be a general, but a hero is not a king."

Cao Xiuge stepped out, and happened to step on the head of No. 006 that was twisted by Song Luoshen.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and then there was a 'bang', like a watermelon exploding, and blood scattered under his feet.

"If one general succeeds in ten thousand bones, I would rather have one hundred bones dry up. In the end, one general will succeed. This is the hero."

As he spoke, the curve of the corner of his mouth became more and more gorgeous, and he murmured softly, as if he was talking to himself.

"What's wrong with being a hero?"

……

center sea.

It's still the side of the chessboard.

However, Jiang Kuangyi, who was summoned late at night, was lucky not to be asked to accompany him in the next game.

"Has Luo Wenzhou's body been properly buried?"

The old man was still wearing the Chinese tunic suit that remained the same for all seasons, and he was playing with the chessboard with his head down. He played chess with himself when Mr. He was away, and it was not difficult for him to pull Jiang Kuangyi to make up the number of people.

Jiang Kuangyi stood aside and nodded silently. As a senior temple guest, at this time, he naturally understood the truth that too many words must be lost.

"Luo Wenzhou didn't have a family, but his boss has an old mother..."

Jiang Kuangyi understood without the old man finishing his words.

"Don't worry, I will arrange it, and I will definitely let the old man enjoy his old age in peace."

The old man in the Chinese tunic raised his head, looked at him and smiled.

"If Luo Wenzhou could be like you, I'm afraid he wouldn't have died young."

this.

Meaningful.

Jiang Kuangyi remained silent.

There is no doubt that he and Luo Wenzhou, if they are defined by ordinary people, must both be worthy of the word good officials, but it is undeniable that Luo Wenzhou and him are two different types.

The old man in the Chinese tunic suit stopped, and seemed to feel that he was not interested in playing chess with himself, so he stood up on his knees.

"Kangyi, I want to ask you a question."

"You say."

The old man went to the window, looked at the rain still dripping from the eaves, and asked a question that had not been solved through the ages.

"Are you saying that the hero makes the times, or the times make the heroes?"

Jiang Kuangyi followed behind the old man. Hearing this, he paused, and then smiled wryly, "...I don't know."

"Don't know, or dare not say?"

The old man who was pushed out by the current situation asked with a smile, but he didn't look back, and he didn't seem to intend to wait for Jiang Kuangyi to give an answer, looking at the still dark and oppressive night sky, he said in a low voice: "Then let God answer. "

(End of this chapter)