Chapter 1155 The Wrath of a Veteran, Blood Splashes Five Steps

"Xiao Jiu, that's the whole story."

Dean Ji Cang said: "This group of disciples painted a prison in Ziyuan, and I and Lao Liu were also the works of them. We originally thought that we would just live their lives safely in this way, but when you appeared, you brought them out."

Chu Yue's eye wings trembled slightly, and her narrow phoenix eyes half-closed, and deep thoughts emerged.

"Since you know the truth, you can choose to stay away from Ziyuan's disciples."

The Sixth Elder said: "We have protected them for many years and want to protect them for the rest of our lives until they all die. The Dean and I have no nostalgia for this world. You are different. You are still young and a person with the creation of a holy beast. The college will strive to protect your future without having to get involved with them. They are not even as good as wild dogs in the mountains, and will only drag you down."

Chu Yue remained silent, and her black eyebrows were furrowed tightly.

She lowered her hands weakly, turned around, and walked out, as if she was trapped in her own world.

The Sixth Elder looked at the girl's back and looked at Dean Ji Cang again.

They agreed in their hearts that they were ready to lock the three hundred disciples in Ziyuan forever and die of old age in this courtyard.

As Chu Yue stepped forward, she remembered the words of the snake-haired girl and the red-haired boy who was unwilling to run around and complain in the martial arts field.

When I walked to the entrance of the secret room, I suddenly stopped.

She turned her back to Ji Cang and Elder Six, looked at Jinglun on the cabinet, took a jar of wine beside the table, took off the seal on it, and sucked her head and sucked her pain.

The wine sprayed on her face and flowed along her jaw and neck.

When the wine jar was bottomed, she put it heavily on the table and whispered to herself: "The heaven and earth are not kind to treat all things as straw dogs, and the saints are not kind to treat the people as straw dogs."

Ji Cang and the others looked slightly stunned, confused, and looked at the girl's thin figure with inquiry.

Then, Chu Yue suddenly looked back and said, "Can you know what is the difference between a man and an emperor?"

Responding to her was silence.

Chu Yue raised his lips slightly and laughed loudly: "The anger of a man, blood splattered five steps, is not as good as dust. The anger of an emperor, buried millions of corpses, bleed thousands of miles away, leaving his name in history, and praises it by future generations."

"In this world, some people want to be quiet but die in their lives, while others just want to live a moment of excitement. Life should be a hero, and death should be a hero."

"Don't you both want to see if these abandoned disciples will be ordinary men or emperors in the future?"

Chu Yue was smiling strongly and her eyebrows were high.

The dean and the drunkard in the secret room were stunned and looked at the girl in red with a sensation in surprise.

"Do you really want to do this?" asked President Ji Cang, "You are the ninth elder of our court, the god of war in the two countries of the vassal states, or the fiancée of the Emperor. Your martial arts journey and life should be smooth."

flat?

Chu Yue recalled two lives, and her mouth was full of bitterness.

Her life has never been smooth.

She seemed to be a butcher born for killing, looking for a road called redemption in the thorns covered with blood and the moonlight.

Chu Yue took a breath and did not answer Dean Ji Cang's words, but walked out lazily.

The red skirt was slightly raised, like a corner of the victory flag in the city, like the thick ink and heavy color of the painter's pen.

The Sixth Elder was deeply shocked. His words were so thunderous that the girl laughed unruly and freely, subverting his cognition.

Dean Ji Cang looked at Chu Yue's back and asked, "Xiaojiu, are you..."
Chapter completed!