"I never thought I was wrong, but I am really sorry for you. When my king handed this witchcraft he refined into my hands, he said he wanted me to take good care of you. It's a pity. [Fast update, the website page is refreshing, there are few advertisements, no pop-ups. I like this kind of website the most. I must praise the old minister for letting down his expectations."

Gan Su still picked up the dagger on the ground. Yaya shouted nervously: "Old uncle, when I was studying in school, the teacher said that a bad person would be a good person as long as he corrected it, and said that if he knew his mistake, he would be a good person. I know you did not do it wrong, but as long as a person dies, there will be no future. If you are not wrong, why commit suicide? If you are not wrong, don't die, put the dagger down quickly."

Childish words, anxious tone, and some confusing thinking made Yaya's words not so easy to understand, but we all understand that the girl does not want to see death, nor does she want to see Gan Su lying in front of her.

Gan Su looked at Yaya, kowtowed a few times, and then laughed. His appearance was like a waning old man, but when he smiled, he felt friendly. He looked like a kind old man, not an ambitious man who planned the world.

"Your teacher is right, but princess, there are many things in the world that are not right or wrong. Your and my fate is over, and the old minister can't take care of you anymore. (At the end of a good novel, the old minister still hopes to nag you again. I hope you don't leave the witch clan, don't leave these people who need you. All the mistakes and all the sins are only to be defeated by death!"

After speaking, he stabbed the dagger heavily into his throat. The blood flowed out, and his old skin was pierced. The old man looked at the sky, his eyes were hollow, and suddenly shouted vaguely: "My king... the old minister... let's go first..."

When my body fell down, I hurriedly pulled Yaya into my arms and covered her eyes with my hands. But she pushed my hand away and rushed to Gan Su's side. She stared blankly at Gan Su who was lying in a pool of blood. Her eyes suddenly turned red and tears flowed down the corners of her eyes.

"Yaya, don't look at it. I'm already dead. I will stay in the witch clan and seal it in the cemetery. Let him protect the ancient king of the witch clan and this witch clan land forever."

I walked to Yaya, and Yaya suddenly burst into tears and hugged me and shouted, "Big brother, why should I die? Isn't it just that I lost the fight? Isn't it just that I apologize and admit my mistake? Why do I have to die? The old man treats me very well, give me some delicious food, wear good clothes, and will accompany me at night. Big brother, the old man is not a bad person, right?"

Perhaps in this life, only at Yaya’s age can one be truly kind. In those days when we were just sensible, we look at the world with a simple perspective and distinguish everything in this world with right and wrong. As Yaya said, isn’t it better to apologize and admit mistakes if you do something wrong?

But as we grow up, how many people have the courage to admit their mistakes? More often than not, we would rather die than say to ourselves, I am not wrong!

The soul of the dead floated out and landed gently beside me. The master took action to gather the soul of the old man Gan Su in his hand. I walked out with the sobbing Yaya, and Dinghuang stood far away and watched everything silently. Most of the witch tribes stood on the periphery and did not dare to approach, and even a few big witches looked frightened. (Good novels

"I will take your princess away. She will awaken on her eighteenth birthday. If I have the ability to suppress the princess witch soul in her body, I will not send it back. If I do not have the ability to suppress it, then on that day, she will be your new queen. We will stop at the cemetery to repair it, re-enforce the seal before leaving. If you don't offend me during this period, I will not offend you. If you still want to plot something, I will be rude."

After saying that, I walked out with Yaya in my arms. When I passed by Dinghuang, Dinghuang said to me with a cold face: "You can't suppress the awakening of the princess, and she will come back sooner or later."

I looked back at him and whispered, "I will kill you first if I fart!"

After saying that, Yaya and I disappeared in the dense forest, while the witch clan looked at the cemetery and the gravel on the ground, and no one spoke, and was silent, only the crisp sound of rain falling from the sky.

On the way back to the northeast, I asked Yaya, what did you hear in the cemetery that day?

She smiled and told me that one day she heard the ancient king of the witch clan say to her through the door in the cemetery.

"The old man outside is not a bad guy, he will protect you. He just did something wrong and gave me a better face. I must stop him from continuing to make mistakes."

Looking at Yaya after she was asleep, I sat by the window and looked at the sky outside. The ancient war was about to end, and there was still the ancient demon clan and the zombie empire. The ancient demon clan had no Yuanshi as a backer, so it was said that there was no capital to continue challenging me, leaving only a troublesome zombie empire.

I originally thought that it would be a piece of cake to deal with a witch clan with my master and I was not a piece of cake, but my experience these days surprised me. Each of these ancient clans came from the rain of bullets and bullets. They can exist until now. Every clan has some skills in the hands of the witch clan. Today, the ancient king of the witch clan has an immortal body. Will an ancient king pop up in the demon clan? Is the zombie empire also pop up in an immortal monster? I feel that the pressure on my shoulders is heavy, which makes me feel a little breathless.

"I haven't fallen asleep yet?"

The master asked and sat beside me.

"Master, when I was in the Ten Thousand Soul Furnace, I encountered the danger that might be destroyed, but at that time I was not panicked at all. On the contrary, I was very calm and calm. It was as if I had experienced too many such things in the past, and then I became accustomed to it. I don't know if such changes are good, but I always feel a little scared. I am afraid that I will become a numb person. When I threw the dagger to Old Man Gan Su, I never thought of spareing his life. I remember that a few years ago I could forgive others like Yaya, but now I seem to never forgive others again. I want to kill those who hurt me and my family. Are I becoming more and more cruel in this way?"

My troubles come from the world I have experienced, from my precocious worldview and the different societies I have experienced and come into contact with.

"Actually everyone has such a day. Your master is like this, my master is like this, and I am like this. When Master Luo Yan was still young, the Three Demons of Tongtian and the Sky Guard were destroyed by Tang Lingfeng. He also carried the banner of reviving the Tongtian Society alone, experienced various life and death, and finally became a real warrior. Your master went against the will of heaven and saved the world and the people, and I am like this, protecting my family, protecting you, and protecting Xiao Yaya. You think this is numb, but it is not right. In other words, you just become strong. Become a strong person, this is the sign that you are becoming a man."

Master raised his hand and gently rubbed my shoulders, then smiled and said, "Let's rest early, I'll have to hurry tomorrow. I'm back to the Northeast, who will be the next target to deal with?"

I thought about it and said, "In fact, there is only one target." The island demon bearer.

The master was stunned, then pondered for a moment and laughed, nodded and went to rest on his own.

At this time, outside a huge deserted black mountain, three people fell from the air, two men and one woman, the leading man was deep, his eyes were ruthless, and his short red hair looked very ostentatious. In front of him was a huge stone door, and there was a flying snake carved on it, which was the mark of the snake-headed door or the zombie empire.

"This zombie's nest smells really bad. Boss, when will we go in like this?"

A boy next to the man who looked about thirteen or fourteen years old said that the boy was wearing a white and blue jacket, with tender skin, and looked like a girlish and beautiful woman.

"The boss has his own sense of responsibility, what do you want to say more!"

On the other side was a boy who looked like a thirteen or fourteen years old. He was just a girl. He was really wearing heavy makeup and his hair was dragged to his ankles. He looked like a shrew when he spoke.

"We're looking for the Zombie Empire Alliance, are you ready for the gifts you have prepared?"

The leading red-haired man asked.

"We are naturally ready to do what the boss told me."

The boy replied with a smile.
Chapter completed!