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Chapter 495: Transform into a dragon when encountering a storm
"Executioner, devil, give me back my life, you butcher, we hundreds of thousands of brothers will not let you go even if they are ghosts."
"don't want!"
Liu Mingzhi was sweating heavily on his forehead, and he sat up with a horrified look on his face, breathing heavily and shouting no.
"Master, you finally woke up and drank some soothing tea. Your mind has consumed too much."
Liu Si was holding a teacup in his hand and looking at the young master sitting on the bed with a worried expression.
Liu Mingzhi looked at Liu Si with a pale face and trembling lips: "Liu...Liu Si, I saw hundreds of thousands of people with disheveled hair rushing towards me to ask me to give them back their lives. They looked so miserable. "
"Master, that was all just a dream. It's okay. The past has passed."
"It's not a dream, I really killed tens of thousands of people, tens of thousands of people, I am a butcher!"
Liu Mingzhi couldn't help but tremble while holding the quilt in his arms, his whole body trembling like crazy.
Those who chant all day long that killing one is a sin and killing ten thousand is a hero cannot understand Liu Mingzhi's mood at this moment.
Nearly 100,000 lives were personally ruined in his own hands, and all the blood was suppressed by this panic.
Liu Si sighed, put down the calming tea and walked out of the room.
The young master is mentally disturbed. He must find a doctor to check his pulse before he can feel at ease and prescribe some medicine.
Liu Si also understood the young master's reaction. One day, a helpless scholar personally buried hundreds of thousands of people. Not only the young master, he was afraid that no one could calm down.
Killing someone is so easy.
"Fourth uncle, how's it going? Is third brother awake?"
As soon as Liu Si closed the door, Song Qing came over.
Liu Si looked at Song Qing, nodded and shook his head: "I woke up, but my mind was broken and I had a mental breakdown. I need to find a doctor."
Song Qing frowned and looked at the room: "Oh, it is also embarrassing for him. Hundreds of thousands of people really... It depends on whether the third brother can pass this level. If he does, it will be... He is a rare and handsome man in the world. If he can't survive and never recover, he may be..."
Liu Si frowned: "Is it useless?"
Song Qing nodded gently: "In the mouths of us martial arts practitioners, this is the inner demon."
"Then what should I do? If something goes wrong with the young master, I will have to go crazy."
Song Qing hesitated for a moment: "I have a way to try, but I don't know if it will work."
Liu Si was startled: "Isn't it because I woke him up?"
"Exactly like this, if I keep wasting my time, my third brother will only sink deeper and deeper, and it is not impossible that he will become a fool."
"At this point, we can only treat the dead horse as a living horse doctor. Give it a try, I will go to the doctor, and the rest is left to you. Only you can do it. I wait for Liu Ye to dare to deal with it no matter what. Master will bear the punishment of three swords and six holes if he takes action. You are the eldest brother and only you can take action. I leave it to you."
Song Qing nodded: "My nephew will do his best. Fourth uncle, please go find the doctor."
Liu Si did not hesitate and disappeared in front of the door with a few leaps.
Song Qing opened the door and sighed as he looked at Liu Mingzhi, who was sitting on the bed, shaking and talking nonsense.
"Third brother."
The words implying inner strength made Liu Mingzhi raise his head.
"I can't kill him, I can't kill him." Liu Mingzhi looked at Song Qing with his trembling body.
No matter when, this disease has no solution unless you get out of it. In future generations, it can also be called post-war syndrome.
Song Qing slapped Liu Mingzhi hard: "Look at what you look like now, coward. Didn't hundreds of thousands of people die in your hands? There are no undead people in a war. You treat me like a kid?" Children are playing house, there is nothing to be afraid of."
Liu Mingzhi was unmoved after hearing this, still holding the quilt and shaking all over.
Song Qing grabbed Liu Mingzhi's sleeves and glared at him fiercely: "Trash, you are just a trash. If you don't kill them, they will step on your bones and become marquises and generals. War is about you killing me and me. As for killing you, there are no innocent souls on the battlefield. If you choose to take this step, you have already been prepared to die in battle. This is fate, do you understand fate? Dying on the battlefield is the honor of a soldier."
Liu Mingzhi's absent-minded eyes seemed to have a hint of color.
Song Qing's face lit up and he shook Liu Mingzhi's body fiercely: "Look at me, third brother, you are a born handsome man. Sooner or later, you will lead the soldiers on the battlefield. How can you gallop if you can't get past these little pitfalls?" The battlefield is famous all over the world. Isn't it just the hundreds of thousands of dead people? You are not afraid of the living people, so what are you afraid of the dead? If you dare to kill them the first time, you can kill them the second time. Do you know? They It's just your men who have been defeated, what do you have to be afraid of?"
Song Qing loosened Liu Mingzhi's clothes and slapped him again: "Coward, think about your family. They are all waiting for you. What will they do if something goes wrong with you? Think about your son and daughter. You’ve never even seen what they look like, are you willing to do that?”
"Child? Child! Child!"
A trace of clarity returned to Liu Mingzhi's eyes, his face flushed, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and then he fell heavily on the bed.
Song Qing let out a deep breath and smiled lightly as he looked at Liu Mingzhi, who was falling asleep.
"When faced with a storm, you transform into a dragon. This one battle alone is enough for you to become famous all over the world."
The study room in the Imperial Palace of the Kingdom of Jin.
Three days have passed since the war, and everything has been destroyed.
The outside of the city has almost recovered. Except for the countless graves in the wilderness outside the city, the capital of the Kingdom of Jin is no different from before.
All matters were handled step by step by the civil and military ministers.
After finishing the last memorial, the Queen breathed a sigh of relief, but with a touch of sadness.
In this battle alone, the Jin Kingdom lost nearly 200,000 people, all of whom were adults. The Jin Kingdom would not be able to recover for at least three years.
"Your Majesty, the matter has passed. Let's think about how to move forward."
The queen looked at Yan Yu opposite and her expression darkened: "Are you not even willing to call me sister now?"
Yan Yu was stunned and bit her lip: "Sister."
"I thought you had completely disowned me as a sister from the same mother. Everything changed when you married and followed your husband. You said it would be better if we didn't grow up."
"If, there are no ifs in the world, everything is fate and cannot be controlled by others. People have to grow up. When you grow up, you will also become unable to control yourself."
The Queen sighed deeply: "Yes, when you grow up, you will always become helpless. I never thought that I would sit on that chair instead of my father."
"Sister, you have been sitting in that position for too long and have ignored your own heart. Do you still remember the promise we made under the moon when we were seven years old? How innocent we were at that time, but God's will plays tricks on people. .”
The Queen looked stunned for a moment, showing a look of longing.
"God's will, my sister is doomed to die alone. How could anyone in this world take my sister to the sky to see the world? The more I know, the more I understand. Even an innate master above the ninth-grade master can't do it." When we can only fly half a stick of incense in the air, wanting to fly into the sky is just a foolish dream for us mortals."
"Sister, if someone really takes you to heaven one day, will you still keep the promise you made when you were a child? Will you marry that person?"
The Queen shook her head: "No, my sister promised my father."
Yan Yu nodded sadly: "You live for the world, Yan Yu lives for yourself, but sister deserves admiration!"
"My sister promised my father not to marry anyone. If this day comes, my sister can marry that person, but that's just if!"
