This shouting sound spread all over the place, like a huge stone smashed into the pool of water, hitting everyone's hearts.
For a moment, one party fell into silence.
Some people can die generously, but naturally some people are unwilling to die.
The reason for people who voluntarily die is very simple. There is only one... I want Su Mo to feel at ease.
However, people who do not want to commit suicide have their own reasons...
Some don’t know how to face and take their loved ones to death.
Some people are still nostalgic in their hearts at the moment of facing death and want to take another look at this world.
Some people are at a loss and lose the ability to move when faced with the catastrophe of life and death.
There are also people who want to see with their own eyes... how Su Mo breaks the sky.
Some people are afraid, some are hesitant.
Everyone in the world has his own thoughts and feelings.
Fear, fear is also human nature...
It's not that they don't want to, it's just that they still have nostalgia in their hearts.
And this cry brought a different feeling to those who did not choose to commit suicide.
They looked at Su Mo quietly and the people beside them.
A man whose hands and feet were disabled and unable to commit suicide laughed calmly, lay on the bed, and struggled to get up.
However, after struggling for a while, he finally became powerless.
The thought of spending half his life lying in bed came to mind... maybe that was a relief.
The disabled man smiled and shouted to the beams in the house, as if he could see the white clothes outside.
"Please...my emperor ends the sky."
A butcher looked at his twilight old lady and almost wanted to commit suicide, but he remembered the ancient saying in his mind: it is unfilial for a white-haired person to give something to a black-haired person.
The words of the late old gentleman in the village have always been in his mind, leaving him wondering how to commit suicide and how to relieve the Emperor's worries.
When that sound reached his ears, he laughed...
He couldn't commit suicide, but if the Human Emperor knew his thoughts, it would probably make the benevolent Human Emperor feel better.
The butcher knelt down in front of my mother's bed. My mother opened her mouth but could not say anything, but her eyes were full of kindness, relief and encouragement.
The butcher grabbed my mother's hand and smiled at her.
Under the firm gaze of the old woman, the butcher finally shouted out.
"Please...my emperor ends the sky."
A group of guards, officers and soldiers in the city looked at the city they were guarding.
They also wanted to follow those people and choose to commit suicide, but they firmly remembered their oath in the military.
The city is here and the people are here!
This is their mission. They cannot choose to commit suicide. Their lives belong to the people they guard and the world.
Suicide...does not fit with the military power in their minds.
They have to stand until the last moment...
However, they also want to help the Emperor resolve the painful decision in his heart.
That voice reached their ears, and they understood it instantly. They all knelt on the ground, the spears in their hands still standing upright.
They raised their heads and looked at the person they believed in above the void with a frank and solemn expression.
"Please...my emperor ends the sky!"
A loud and clear chorus of shouts echoed around the city, causing the earth to tremble in shock.
Slowly, those who could not choose to commit suicide due to various reasons silently raised their heads and looked into the void with peaceful expressions.
A little girl who had been standing frozen on the street because of fear and fear raised her little hands tremblingly.
The childish voice sounded.
"Please...my emperor...Duetian..."
Petitions came and went, and soon, the entire red mist border that stretched for who knows how many miles started shouting in unison.
Those shouts were wishes and an understanding of what Su Mo was going to do next. M.biQuge.biZ
They won't blame him...
He was just forced to this point by the ruthless heaven...
He... is the most tormented and painful person in the world at this time.
Those sounds reached Su Mo's ears, arousing boundless bitterness.
"What is love?"
Su Mo couldn't explain it, and maybe he would never be able to explain it...but the peaceful and relieved voices of willingness seemed to be telling something.
A wisp of breeze circulates in the world, blowing the word "love" all over the world.
"Please my emperor cut off the sky..."
"Please...my emperor ends the sky!"
Su Mo didn't move, his voice kept coming...
Finally, two crystal drops fell from Su Mo's eyes, and he finally shed tears again. The two tears streaked across his cheeks and flowed into the corners of his mouth, causing boundless bitterness.
I originally thought that after the dean offered sacrifices to heaven, he would never cry again.
But at this time, he still shed tears...
No matter how high his cultivation level is, he is still him... He is still the same Su Mo.
It was the same Su Mo who cried because the girl died and cried because the dean offered sacrifices to heaven.
Now I am crying because of the whole world...
But who would laugh at him?
Everyone in this world knows who he is and the heavy burden he carries.
He is just a young man in his twenties.
He will personally kill tens of millions of people who have been entrusted to him by the dean and the emperors of the Nine Heavens. He... is the one who suffers the most.
Su Mo lowered his head and looked at the people below with trembling eyes, and finally responded hoarsely...
"...good."
Everyone finally calmed down and looked at the white clothes peacefully.
The wind above the void was very strong, blowing the white hair all over the head and fluttering...
At some point, Da Ji and Xuan Nu in Su Mo Linghai also had red eyes, staring blankly at the thin white clothes outside.
"He can't break the sky... He only has the cultivation level of Wenjing..." Xuannv murmured in a low voice.
Daxi looked at Su Mo with distressed eyes. He seemed not to have heard Xuannu's words and just stared at him blankly...
Su Mo took a deep breath and slowly turned his head to look at the people above the void.
It seems that most of the Jiutian monks who are still alive now have been reduced, and those people have been left in the red mist below...
Looking at Su Mo's red eyes, everyone turned around silently and flew away into the distance.
Luo Yin looked at Su Mo's shabby and thin body, sighed deeply, then turned and left...
She found that Su Mo's hands under his long sleeves were trembling.
The remaining cultivators of Jiutian left, leaving only Su Mo in the void.
Su Mo looked down at the people below, slowly closed his blood-red eyes, and raised his hands stiffly and tremblingly...
The white clothes danced in the wind, and the dragon patterns on it slowly came out...
The entire nine-day national destiny instantly turned into golden light like a tide and poured into Su Mo's hand, turning into a golden giant sword...
The sound of a dragon's roar, like the swan song of heaven and earth, resounded throughout the nine heavens.
Among the monks who had walked away, Dao Twelve, the leader of the Dao Sect, looked at Su Mo's actions and immediately understood Su Mo's plan, and said in a deep voice.
"He wants to sacrifice the national destiny of the entire Jiutian!"
"The entire Jiutian will no longer have the power of national destiny... He will also lose control of Jiutian."
"After that, he will no longer be the Human Emperor of Jiutian..."
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