Brother, what are you doing? So many people
Jiao Chu struggled desperately in his arms, but Meng Zheng hugged Mo Gusheng even harder, not allowing him to move at all.
Meng Zheng gently stroked Mo Gusheng's back, bit his ear, and whispered: Gu Sheng, you always have to face what you should face, and you can't hide it even if you can't hide it for the rest of your life?
After hearing this, Mo Gusheng's whole body shook suddenly, as if he suddenly understood something, and his originally trembling body gradually returned to calm.
Then, he uttered a light nasal sound, expressing his agreement, and then leaned softly in Meng Zheng's arms, stopping his words
Meng Zheng's heart was a little calmer, and his six senses gradually became sensitive.
Feeling the amazing gazes on both sides, he smiled bitterly and said: Yes, I like him. For him, even if I let me abandon everything, I will be willing to do so.
How could it be, how could it be
Shi Yuan felt in a state of chaos, and childhood scenes kept appearing in front of him: the mighty master taught him to practice martial arts and meditation, the elegant master taught him to read and read, and the stern master taught him to be lazy and playful.
Such a master... Such a master will do such shameless things.
With a loud bang, Shi Yuan felt that the perfect idol he built with his own hands suddenly collapsed, and the moral shackles in his heart instantly cracked one by one, and the bigger they were pulled, the bigger they were pulled: the people he respected the most had done things that were not tolerated in the world, so what he taught was right?
Is the principles he wants us to do and the principles he abide by are correct?
Where has my role model disappeared?
Meng Zheng's words seemed to come from the sound of nature, interrupting Shi Yuan's already messy thoughts: I know this matter is hard tolerant of the world, so I have no face to go back to the Landscape Poetry School to meet the ancestors of the Meng family... But I don't regret it, I don't regret it at all. After Meng Zheng said that, his voice became lighter and lighter, as if he was talking to himself, and as if he was talking to the Buddhas above the nine heavens.
Meng Zheng was lost for a while before he said: When he came to Suzhou Prefecture, he wanted to find out the real murderer of the Yang family's family destruction. After inquiry a few years ago, I found some clues. He seemed unwilling to continue the topic just now.
The master found the real murderer? Yang Shiyuan put down his annoying thoughts and made his debut
Meng Zheng doesn't answer
After a long time, he suddenly burst into laughter and said: Do they think they are doing it perfectly? Do they think it's enough to destroy all the evidence?
Meng Zheng stood up, shook his slightly wrinkled Confucian robe in a casual manner, and said: They have ignored the most basic question. Just imagine, if you want to destroy the entire Yang family without revealing your whereabouts! How much power is needed? Those sects in the world will have such great power?
Ah! Wanrou exclaimed: 12 years ago, the Demon Cult was destroyed, wouldn’t that be... Wanrou hurriedly covered her cherry mouth
Everything is in vain
Those hypocrites... I don't know who said something
Meng Zheng said: I have been checking for a long time, but things are not as simple as I imagined... It seems...
Mo Gusheng's face was as normal, probably he had known these things long ago
Meng Zheng's next words suddenly couldn't connect to the previous sentence: Once, I was collected at the foot of the Diancang Sect Mountain, but I was ambushed unexpectedly. That time, it was really dangerous. Seven or eight mysterious masters with equal skills surrounded me. If they hadn't been unwilling to use their original skills, if I hadn't met Gu Sheng after being seriously injured... I'm afraid I would never have met you again
Wan Judo: You mean...
When did Diancang have so many masters? Why are these mysterious people extremely skilled, but the Diancang Sect’s kung fu is very immature? What do they want to hide and what their identities are? Are they already famous masters?
Wanrou pondered: There are no more masters in this world except Shaolin.
Meng Zheng waved his hand and said: It is impossible. Most of the masters in Shaolin are masters and should not bother to do such things. The Yang family's destruction. According to my inference, several sects worked together to think about the secret book "Shuiyunjian". How attractive it is to those who learn martial arts.
Shi Yuan, Wanrou exclaimed, her two pairs of originally bright eyes gradually lost their original colors, leaving only a gloomy and disappointment
Wan Judo: How can my landscape poetry school fight against them? How can I claim this revenge?
Meng Zheng laughed loudly, he raised his arms, clenched his fists, and said loudly: If you can't fight, then what? As long as I'm for the justice in my heart, even if I'm against the entire world, even if I'm ruined and crushed to pieces, I'll still seek justice for the Yang Party and give my innocence. He was originally elegant, but at this moment he exuded a majestic and majestic aura that made people dare not look at him. He is like a golden armored war god. For justice, he can even challenge the omnipotent Cangtian.
Shi Yuan was influenced by him and his spirit was suddenly refreshed. He saw Wanrou's soft and admiring gaze again, and his heart couldn't help but feel sad. He knew that the gaze was not looking at him.
Admiration, appreciation, love, jealousy... all kinds of thoughts filled his heart. He understood that the master was the leader after all. Compared with this mature and excellent man, he was just a half-year-old boy.
But what I wonder even more is that how could they know my every move? How could they know that I was not among the water and clouds? Meng Zheng said next
Wanrou's face was pale and ugly: You mean...
Yes, there are so many disciples in our landscape poetry school, it is not impossible to have a few traitors who deceived their masters and destroyed their ancestors.
Meng Zheng's expression suddenly became extremely solemn: You came out this time and gave them an opportunity to take advantage of it, alas...
When you go back, I don’t know what the landscape poetry school has become
Then you go back with us. The landscape poetry school needs you. Wanrou said with hope.
Meng Zheng smiled unfathomablely, No, I won’t go back, I am the last chess piece, the most powerful chess piece hidden in the dark
What does this mean?
Don’t you understand? They destroyed the Yang Party but couldn’t find the map. They must be unwilling to accept it. Sooner or later, they will attack you, me, the Landscape Poetry School for 12 years, and it has been 12 years. Will they wait longer?
A few screams of exclamations rang out again
That day, I suffered a death-related injury. Those mysterious people should be very aware of this. This time, I wrote a divorce letter and went back. They would be surprised, why did the dead person appear in the world again?
Meng Zheng paused, as if he was a little lost, but he instantly recovered his consciousness: ... Actually, I already had some evidence on hand haha, I think the murderers are probably panicked now, and sent all their people to find out my whereabouts. Well, in this way, they don't have much energy to attack the Landscape Poetry School for the time being. I won't go back, in fact, just to restrain the enemy's energy and energy.
Then you're not very dangerous
It’s nothing... To be honest, when you came, if Roumei hadn’t had a bad breath and might have been seriously injured, how could I open this door?
this……
Meng Zheng explained: If you are not injured, I will only meet you in the dark and will never reveal your whereabouts. Now, you can't stay here anymore. You should leave immediately and leave. Don't delay in the world. Go back to the water clouds directly. If they can't find me, they will come to find you.
Is that divorce letter just your trick to lure the enemy? The tone of the speaker contains endless surprises
Meng Zheng looked at Wanrou's look of hope, and suddenly felt a little frustrated, and he still couldn't help but cough a few times.
He sighed, sat down on the head of the bed, losing all the courage he had just now. He said: Roumei, it's impossible for us, fate is over.
The former proud daughter of heaven, how could her gentle and virtuous wife have thought that she would be abandoned one day after marriage
Even though the divorce book has been written, she still doesn't want to face the fact that she is being, and she still has fantasies in her heart.
So, she chose to escape
But as a result, the ruthless facts tear apart her originally proud heart again and again, completely shattering her self-esteem: I am not as good as a man
Now, she finally woke up and accepted her fate
Despair, these two words appeared in the heart of a woman who was originally smooth sailing for the first time, and grew rapidly, and finally formed two mountains, like her, pressing her down so hard that she couldn't breathe.
Wanrou's face was filled with tears and she choked up. She actually cried in public
The day she got her divorce, she just had her eyes red, but today... it's okay, she has accumulated emotions for many days, and she will eventually burst out.
Meng Zheng thumped and knelt down on the ground, saying: I have never been sorry for anyone in my life, but I am deeply ashamed of you. I also know that after saying so much, nothing can help me. No matter how I do it, I can't compensate you. I'm sorry for my conscience, and I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry...
After listening to Meng Zheng's confession, Wanrou's tears flowed more and more. It seemed that it was not listening to the command of its eyes, and could not stop.
Tears shed all the fantasies in my mind, the misery in my heart, the figure that surrounds the soul, and it will also shed all the love between husband and wife for more than ten years.
Is confession really useful? Or is it only adds more pain to the victim?
Jiao Chu struggled desperately in his arms, but Meng Zheng hugged Mo Gusheng even harder, not allowing him to move at all.
Meng Zheng gently stroked Mo Gusheng's back, bit his ear, and whispered: Gu Sheng, you always have to face what you should face, and you can't hide it even if you can't hide it for the rest of your life?
After hearing this, Mo Gusheng's whole body shook suddenly, as if he suddenly understood something, and his originally trembling body gradually returned to calm.
Then, he uttered a light nasal sound, expressing his agreement, and then leaned softly in Meng Zheng's arms, stopping his words
Meng Zheng's heart was a little calmer, and his six senses gradually became sensitive.
Feeling the amazing gazes on both sides, he smiled bitterly and said: Yes, I like him. For him, even if I let me abandon everything, I will be willing to do so.
How could it be, how could it be
Shi Yuan felt in a state of chaos, and childhood scenes kept appearing in front of him: the mighty master taught him to practice martial arts and meditation, the elegant master taught him to read and read, and the stern master taught him to be lazy and playful.
Such a master... Such a master will do such shameless things.
With a loud bang, Shi Yuan felt that the perfect idol he built with his own hands suddenly collapsed, and the moral shackles in his heart instantly cracked one by one, and the bigger they were pulled, the bigger they were pulled: the people he respected the most had done things that were not tolerated in the world, so what he taught was right?
Is the principles he wants us to do and the principles he abide by are correct?
Where has my role model disappeared?
Meng Zheng's words seemed to come from the sound of nature, interrupting Shi Yuan's already messy thoughts: I know this matter is hard tolerant of the world, so I have no face to go back to the Landscape Poetry School to meet the ancestors of the Meng family... But I don't regret it, I don't regret it at all. After Meng Zheng said that, his voice became lighter and lighter, as if he was talking to himself, and as if he was talking to the Buddhas above the nine heavens.
Meng Zheng was lost for a while before he said: When he came to Suzhou Prefecture, he wanted to find out the real murderer of the Yang family's family destruction. After inquiry a few years ago, I found some clues. He seemed unwilling to continue the topic just now.
The master found the real murderer? Yang Shiyuan put down his annoying thoughts and made his debut
Meng Zheng doesn't answer
After a long time, he suddenly burst into laughter and said: Do they think they are doing it perfectly? Do they think it's enough to destroy all the evidence?
Meng Zheng stood up, shook his slightly wrinkled Confucian robe in a casual manner, and said: They have ignored the most basic question. Just imagine, if you want to destroy the entire Yang family without revealing your whereabouts! How much power is needed? Those sects in the world will have such great power?
Ah! Wanrou exclaimed: 12 years ago, the Demon Cult was destroyed, wouldn’t that be... Wanrou hurriedly covered her cherry mouth
Everything is in vain
Those hypocrites... I don't know who said something
Meng Zheng said: I have been checking for a long time, but things are not as simple as I imagined... It seems...
Mo Gusheng's face was as normal, probably he had known these things long ago
Meng Zheng's next words suddenly couldn't connect to the previous sentence: Once, I was collected at the foot of the Diancang Sect Mountain, but I was ambushed unexpectedly. That time, it was really dangerous. Seven or eight mysterious masters with equal skills surrounded me. If they hadn't been unwilling to use their original skills, if I hadn't met Gu Sheng after being seriously injured... I'm afraid I would never have met you again
Wan Judo: You mean...
When did Diancang have so many masters? Why are these mysterious people extremely skilled, but the Diancang Sect’s kung fu is very immature? What do they want to hide and what their identities are? Are they already famous masters?
Wanrou pondered: There are no more masters in this world except Shaolin.
Meng Zheng waved his hand and said: It is impossible. Most of the masters in Shaolin are masters and should not bother to do such things. The Yang family's destruction. According to my inference, several sects worked together to think about the secret book "Shuiyunjian". How attractive it is to those who learn martial arts.
Shi Yuan, Wanrou exclaimed, her two pairs of originally bright eyes gradually lost their original colors, leaving only a gloomy and disappointment
Wan Judo: How can my landscape poetry school fight against them? How can I claim this revenge?
Meng Zheng laughed loudly, he raised his arms, clenched his fists, and said loudly: If you can't fight, then what? As long as I'm for the justice in my heart, even if I'm against the entire world, even if I'm ruined and crushed to pieces, I'll still seek justice for the Yang Party and give my innocence. He was originally elegant, but at this moment he exuded a majestic and majestic aura that made people dare not look at him. He is like a golden armored war god. For justice, he can even challenge the omnipotent Cangtian.
Shi Yuan was influenced by him and his spirit was suddenly refreshed. He saw Wanrou's soft and admiring gaze again, and his heart couldn't help but feel sad. He knew that the gaze was not looking at him.
Admiration, appreciation, love, jealousy... all kinds of thoughts filled his heart. He understood that the master was the leader after all. Compared with this mature and excellent man, he was just a half-year-old boy.
But what I wonder even more is that how could they know my every move? How could they know that I was not among the water and clouds? Meng Zheng said next
Wanrou's face was pale and ugly: You mean...
Yes, there are so many disciples in our landscape poetry school, it is not impossible to have a few traitors who deceived their masters and destroyed their ancestors.
Meng Zheng's expression suddenly became extremely solemn: You came out this time and gave them an opportunity to take advantage of it, alas...
When you go back, I don’t know what the landscape poetry school has become
Then you go back with us. The landscape poetry school needs you. Wanrou said with hope.
Meng Zheng smiled unfathomablely, No, I won’t go back, I am the last chess piece, the most powerful chess piece hidden in the dark
What does this mean?
Don’t you understand? They destroyed the Yang Party but couldn’t find the map. They must be unwilling to accept it. Sooner or later, they will attack you, me, the Landscape Poetry School for 12 years, and it has been 12 years. Will they wait longer?
A few screams of exclamations rang out again
That day, I suffered a death-related injury. Those mysterious people should be very aware of this. This time, I wrote a divorce letter and went back. They would be surprised, why did the dead person appear in the world again?
Meng Zheng paused, as if he was a little lost, but he instantly recovered his consciousness: ... Actually, I already had some evidence on hand haha, I think the murderers are probably panicked now, and sent all their people to find out my whereabouts. Well, in this way, they don't have much energy to attack the Landscape Poetry School for the time being. I won't go back, in fact, just to restrain the enemy's energy and energy.
Then you're not very dangerous
It’s nothing... To be honest, when you came, if Roumei hadn’t had a bad breath and might have been seriously injured, how could I open this door?
this……
Meng Zheng explained: If you are not injured, I will only meet you in the dark and will never reveal your whereabouts. Now, you can't stay here anymore. You should leave immediately and leave. Don't delay in the world. Go back to the water clouds directly. If they can't find me, they will come to find you.
Is that divorce letter just your trick to lure the enemy? The tone of the speaker contains endless surprises
Meng Zheng looked at Wanrou's look of hope, and suddenly felt a little frustrated, and he still couldn't help but cough a few times.
He sighed, sat down on the head of the bed, losing all the courage he had just now. He said: Roumei, it's impossible for us, fate is over.
The former proud daughter of heaven, how could her gentle and virtuous wife have thought that she would be abandoned one day after marriage
Even though the divorce book has been written, she still doesn't want to face the fact that she is being, and she still has fantasies in her heart.
So, she chose to escape
But as a result, the ruthless facts tear apart her originally proud heart again and again, completely shattering her self-esteem: I am not as good as a man
Now, she finally woke up and accepted her fate
Despair, these two words appeared in the heart of a woman who was originally smooth sailing for the first time, and grew rapidly, and finally formed two mountains, like her, pressing her down so hard that she couldn't breathe.
Wanrou's face was filled with tears and she choked up. She actually cried in public
The day she got her divorce, she just had her eyes red, but today... it's okay, she has accumulated emotions for many days, and she will eventually burst out.
Meng Zheng thumped and knelt down on the ground, saying: I have never been sorry for anyone in my life, but I am deeply ashamed of you. I also know that after saying so much, nothing can help me. No matter how I do it, I can't compensate you. I'm sorry for my conscience, and I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry...
After listening to Meng Zheng's confession, Wanrou's tears flowed more and more. It seemed that it was not listening to the command of its eyes, and could not stop.
Tears shed all the fantasies in my mind, the misery in my heart, the figure that surrounds the soul, and it will also shed all the love between husband and wife for more than ten years.
Is confession really useful? Or is it only adds more pain to the victim?
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