Antonyms have the same meaning whether they are in Chinese, English, Arabic, Aktarakhaman, Magnum, or Continental, that is, words with the same part of speech and opposite or relative meanings. For example, "new" and "old", "hot" and "cold", "up" and "down", "high-end" and "low-end", "brave" and "devil" are the same.
So the question is, what is the antonym of charity?
It's definitely not kind anyway.
"charitable?"
After repeating the word again, Izzy's expression became a little broken, "Are you serious?"
This time Izzy wasn't even yin and yang, and she didn't even say anything to you, which is enough to prove how shocked she was at this time.
"Not really."
Huang Yi shook his head, and then said the answer under the gaze of Izzy who just breathed a sigh of relief: "Actually, I have been trying words such as [kind, pure, pure, friendly, harmonious, positive, and kind] in my heart just now, and charity is also one of them."
A saturated guess, right?
"Wait a minute, that's not the problem."
Izzy stretched out her hand calmly, interrupting her random thoughts, "Is it possible that the antonym of charity might not be so friendly?"
"I think the role of a hero needs to be a little aggressive."
Huang Yi said it very tactfully, and Izzy was shocked to hear it.
In the past, she may have misunderstood that Zhou Li was exploiting child labor, but that was the result of "writing blindly" under Yin Jue's instruction. Although her impression of Zhou Li may be slightly skewed due to the twelve moments, in Izzy's eyes, the word brave must be related to a normal one.
Even if it is "peace".
According to Huang Yi, Zhou Li's crime was only one step away from being shot by Tariq Magnan and Yingnan, and this step was either because he suddenly announced that he would no longer serve as a hero, or that Zhou Li was In fact, he is the illegitimate child of disaster.
It's unlikely anyway.
"Anyway, don't think of Zhou Li as too ordinary."
Faced with Izzy's doubts, Huang Yi smiled and gave sincere advice, "Our brave man is a person with a strong sense of struggle, high attainments in the spiritual field, strong practical ability, and unusual thoughts. In short, If you can't defeat him, just surrender and that's it."
This is language arts.
"Ah good."
Izzy never imagined that one day she would be defeated in words. After all, what she knows is the yin and yang, not the understatement of "looking for trouble every day, being a psychopath, hitting people, and having a sick mind" so vividly. This is the art of language, something she cannot learn.
"What are you doing standing still?"
At this time, Huang Yi had already begun to put the silver coins in his pocket in front of him, closed his hands, and urged Izzy on the side: "Hurry up and pay homage to Yin Jue, otherwise he will really become the first person to become a god." It was a joke after a day."
"ah."
Izzy was stunned for a moment, then quickly placed the silver coins in front of him and clasped his hands together.
"I lied to you."
A hand suddenly passed in front of Izzy and swiped away the silver coin she placed in front of her. I saw Huang Yi with his hands on his hips and an extremely arrogant expression, "I finally got money from you!"
Then, Izzy just looked at him silently. There was no scolding or anger, just a touch of pity in his eyes. After a long time, the arrogance on Huang Yi's face began to fade away, replaced by embarrassment.
"well."
After a while, Izzy let out a long sigh, stretched out his hand, and placed a gold coin in the awkward hand of Huang Yi. She patted his shoulder and sighed heavily.
Then, Huang Yi became anxious.
"Don't worry yet."
Looking at Huang Yi who was jumping up and down in front of him, ready to freeze his hands, Izzy pushed up the silver-framed glasses that he had put on at some point, and said calmly to Huang Yi: "You must have some plan for living so hard, right?"
"Tsk."
Huang Yi clicked his tongue and tilted his lips, "When I prayed to Yin Jue just now, he told me how to increase his faith."
"Burning money."
These two words have many meanings, and even from the perspective of actions, this word also has different meanings. And from the expression on Huang Yi's face and the emotion in his eyes, Izzy knew that Huang Yi was definitely ready to burn paper money.
"You'd better make it clearer."
Izzy held up her forehead and said helplessly: "At least tell me which money you are burning."
"You know, I still don't trust you and Yin Jue."
It was very unexpected. Huang Yi said such a sentence without any clue. He put away his teasing and nonchalant manner, and a calmness and calmness belonging to the Pope of the War Church appeared on his face, "A dog recognized by the gods as a loyal dog suddenly killed himself to prove his purpose. I don't believe it. .”
"Then why do you want to cooperate with me?"
Izzy understood that Huang Yi was talking about distrust, not disbelief. The biggest difference between the two is that the former is still cooperating, while the latter has completely broken down.
"Because I was once a loyal dog."
Reflecting Izzy's face in his eyes, Huang Yi seemed to see the girl calling his name playfully, and also saw the girl struggling painfully in the flames that burned everything, letting him kill her.
"Because of my loyalty, my girl died in my arms. She let her die, and I killed her."
The words were very calm, but they made Izzy feel inexplicably worried. Huang Yi stretched out his hand, and a spear emblem representing the Zhanzhen Church appeared in his hand. Huang Yi clenched his fist gently, and the coat of arms returned to his palm. Izzy knew that this was a skill similar to hiding. The effect is to make Huang Yi disappear for a period of time in the eyes of the God of War.
"I could tell the truth and know who killed her. But I chose to retreat and bury my poor self-esteem and loyalty together to survive."
Taking out the silver coin, Huang Yi had a calm smile on his face. A ball of flame melted the silver coin, and a trace of white light was pulled out of the silver coin and disappeared into the air. "Now, I'm ready to play with it."
"Just like the last pope."
In Huang Yi's mind, the old man with a wrinkled face and a cold frown on him all day long appeared. The father who chased his two city-states with bricks and shields because he married his girl.
The old man who raised his spear in the sea of bone-gnawing fire ignited by the God of War, protected the girl with his shield, and roared at the god.
Huang Yi still remembers that when the deafening roar resounded throughout the God of War's kingdom, a hint of fear appeared on the face of the always crazy God of War. It was the fear of that sudden glimpse that made Huang Yi keep the past in his heart.
Gods are also afraid.
"This time, I will be a lunatic."
A madman who terrifies the gods.
(End of chapter)
