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Chapter 181 The Truth
Yi You recalled all this, his heart was pierced like a knife, he didn't know who to hate?
When he saw Lan, he even understood why the head maid was unwilling to include Lan in the banquet list. Liz, perhaps because the head maid seems to have learned the truth, he may want to save the child.
He reminded Chris with threats of violence, she never thought that she would be killed.
Yi You can't say who is good and who is bad, who is right and who is wrong, between the head maid and Chris, but in the final analysis, they are all victims of this tragedy in the name of vanity.
Although the head maid said she wanted to save Lan, she always had an arrogant and domineering attitude, looked at Chris with contempt, punched and kicked her, and the pain hit her body. The damage the head maid did to Chris was fact.
Chris begged the head maid for the purpose of protecting her younger brother. She knelt down and let go of her dignity, but when she learned that the other party was unwilling to help her and trampled on her dignity to the limit, Chris He took out the killing blade and took the opponent's life.
Yi You hated, hated the Duke and Duchess of Tovalia, who used their power and used hypocrisy and false banners.
He hated, hated these parents who gave birth to their children but were unable to raise them.
He hated, hated these young masters from the nobility, why the continuation of their lives had to be at the cost of taking the lives of others, even though they didn't kill them with their own hands, they died because of themselves after all.I didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me.
He hated, hated the cowardice of these children from the slums, hated them for burying themselves in hell because of a little sweetness.
He hated, hated himself for watching the tragedy in front of him, but he was powerless to stop it.
His heart was very painful. After learning the truth, he was indignant and even more sad. Tears fell silently like a fountain.
The mysterious white boy wiped away tears for Yi You: "My dear child, you don't need to be sad for them, all this is their due fate."
"Just like us, we live at the bottom, live in the dark, light, look down on us, then you should break the damn light and dye it black together."
As the white boy spoke, his tone and eyes became fierce. He screamed like a mass of darkness, trying to pull all the light into the dark abyss.
"Once evil thoughts are generated and tragedies happen, it is far from easy to stop or stop them."
As his words fell, the surrounding time and space also changed.
Time is fast forwarding, places are changing.
Eyeballs filled with light, a blank space---------------
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When Yi You opened his eyes again, he was already standing in the midst of howling.
This time, he really felt the large-scale epidemic that occurred in Lingshan City 15 years ago.
Everywhere you look, you can see suffering everywhere. The afterglow shines on this desolate city, and the golden light shines on people's faces. Their expressions are dull, and there are endless black holes in their eye sockets. They are deeply sunken and cannot escape. This swamp of misery, hopeless,
They can't see the light, they can't see the way to live, they can only lean on the roadside and wait for death.
"Where is this place?" Yi You couldn't believe it, this was a place he had never been to, yet it was a familiar scene in his memory.
The mysterious white boy replied, "Lingshan City."
This is the source of the [-] major epidemics mentioned by Yan Feng in the book of life and death.
"What did you bring me here to tell me?"
White Desert looked at the disaster in front of him with a mocking face, and said with a smile: "Let me tell you a ridiculous, sad and even hateful truth."
The young man raised his finger and pointed at the crowd around him: "Look at them, are they pitiful? Of course they are pitiful, but it doesn't matter too much. This kind of pain will leave them soon."
"Why, is there a way for us to save them?"
The teenager on the side was amused by Yi's words:
"No, my poor children, no one will save them, there is only one way out of suffering, and that is death.
Then, he immediately stopped smiling, and looked closely into Yi You's eyes:
"300 years have passed, why are you still so naive? You should learn to be smart. You didn't do this back then. Why did you save them? Besides, it wasn't me or you who killed them. It's them."
The mysterious white boy points to a gorgeous carriage driving in the middle of the road. Inside the carriage are rich people of the upper class dressed in fancy clothes and jewelry. No matter how miserable the world outside the carriage window is, it has nothing to do with them.
Even the food left in their mouths is unwilling to give to these miserable people, because the nobles wearing top hats and self-righteous surnames feel that they are not worthy, even eating the leftovers.
Sad refugees who were dying, they begged for help outside the window of the carriage, begging for a little bread to wrap their stomachs, but in the end, they couldn't even see the remnants of the bread, but what they got was ruthlessly run over by the wheels of the carriage, and their lives were in vain. No value, no one will feel sorry for them, their bodies are exposed on the street like this.
It was crushed over and over again until it was crushed to pieces, even the dust was nothing more than that.
Yi You watched and wanted to pick up his body, but the white boy beside him grabbed him:
"Do you want to save them? I can tell you very clearly that it's not worth it. Everything you do is useless. If you can't save them, they won't thank you."
Yi You doesn't think so, no matter whether he can save it or not?After all, you need to try and shake off the opponent's hand:
"They need help, and now that I see it, I will find a way to keep them alive."
The mysterious white boy still had a sneer on his face: "Since you think so, then I have fulfilled your wish. Only if you have practiced it yourself, you will understand why I say it is not worth it."
He waved his hand, the cool air gathered around him, a thick black fog wrapped Yi You, and when the fog cleared, Yi You had already turned into a young nobleman, holding a bamboo basket of milk in his hand And bread, and money.
"Go ahead, give them food, give them money, and you'll get the answers you want."
Yi You glanced at it. The milk and bread in his hands were not exquisite, but they were more precious than anything to those who were on the verge of death.