V1.C477

"Why?" Yu Zhibo asked, "why compromise with our enemies? Is it possible that we have fallen to the point where we need to bow to a thousand hands."

Xuan rubbed his eyebrows, and suddenly felt a headache. Yuzhi bodou was a strong man in the same era as Yuzhi Bodao.

It is the only patriarch level strongman of that generation. It is second to none in terms of seniority and identity. It has high popularity in the yuzhibo clan.

But just like yuzhibotian Island, they all have a kind of paranoia, that is, they believe that the thousand handed clan is the enemy and will never waver because of anything.

Now, in the face of this kind of questioning, Xuan feels deeply powerless. Suddenly, he feels that Yu Zhibo ban may have done the right thing. It is a good choice not to come.

But all of them have come. Besides, these are just superfluous. Xuan can only find a way to deal with it. Otherwise, although Yu Zhibo can't get up, he is still alive. If he openly opposes the alliance with thousand hands, it will be a big problem for Yu Zhibo.

"Yuzhibo didn't fall down, let alone bow to anyone. In fact, this alliance was first proposed by the thousand handed clan."

After thinking about it, he could only appease the elder. After all, the other side was seriously ill and his time was running out.

"Qianshou proposed, Qianshou proposed, didn't you and ban also agreed? Tell me, why should we agree to this alliance? Qianshou is our enemy. How many of our clansmen died in their hands? This hatred How can this hatred be forgotten Cough

Yu Zhibo said in a loud voice. He coughed violently because he spoke too fast.

Xuan sighed, closed his eyes silently, and began to think about how to deal with the situation in front of me. In this case, I could only use my mouth to escape.

Yu Zhibo Dou's cough became less and less, and his breathing became more and more stable.

Xuan opened his eyes at this time, and tried to recall the feeling between the pillars of the thousand hands, and put himself into the way: "hate, uncle Dou, you have worked hard all your life, and have you gained anything other than hatred?"

Without waiting for Yu Zhibo to reply, Xuan's tone changed and he said in a deep voice: "no, there is nothing else except hatred. Moreover, because of the years of war, the strength of the clan has been greatly reduced, and the number of clansmen has also decreased sharply. The losses of other materials, weapons, food and money are not counted.

Have you ever calculated whether these things are worth it or not. "

"That's why we want to defeat thousand hands. As long as we defeat thousand hands, we are the first big family. We can develop in peace of mind, and everything is worth it." Yu Zhibo said in a deep voice, his pale face flushed with excitement.

Xuan shook his head, "but as a result, the war between Yu Zhibo and Qianshou has not lasted for a day or two. It has been going on for thousands of years, and has not yet won or lost. What both sides gain is just the deepening hatred. Is it really just for revenge to live? As the leader of yuzhibo, are we driven by hatred? Shouldn't our goal be to make the people live a better life and not to worry about dying suddenly in the battlefield one day? "

Under Xuan's words, Yu Zhibo was stunned. Xuan didn't give him too much time to think. He continued: "open your eyes and see what the world has become and what kind of yuzhibo has become. How many children are forced to put on battle armor at a young age and carry out tasks that are not their age. How many brave people are there In the war that was provoked for revenge, one could not afford to fall.

The world should have been beautiful, but the war has turned it into a devastation. Every time ban and I come back, we see the eyes of the people who claim the corpse. Our heart is shaking. That kind of vision is really enough to break anyone's heart.

We don't want to see that kind of vision again, and we don't want to let the people sacrifice meaninglessly, so we choose to reconcile with Qianshou for the future of yuzhibo.

We yuzhibo is a big family, but now, the oldest one is only over 60. Is it not a kind of sadness that we were able to return to the battlefield for self-cultivation because we were injured in the battlefield

In Xuanda's words, Yu Zhibo was shaken, his turbid eyes showed a confused look, and whispered to himself, "no, no, our fight with thousand hands is not meaningless, we are also for the family."

Seeing this, Xuan decided to take the next strong medicine. Suddenly he said, "do you know what Yu zhibojing thought when he died?"

Yu Zhi bodou was shocked when he heard this sentence and murmured subconsciously: "Beijing, when Beijing died?"

The so-called yuzhibojing is the son of yuzhibodou, who is several years older than Xuan. It is said that he died in an intelligence gathering mission when he was five years old. When Yu zhibodou drove away, he had lost too much blood and finally died in his arms.

"I haven't seen Beijing, but I still know what he thought at that time. What he wanted was not revenge for me, nor cold, but how good the world would be if there was no war." There is a different kind of magic in the tone.

"No A world without war? " Yu Zhi Bo Dou murmured.

Xuanshen took a deep breath, nodded and said, "yes, a world without war. He has a dream to build a village without war.In fact, I also have a dream. In that dream, all yuzhibo people are not bound by hatred and can live as they like.

Laugh when you are happy and scold when you are angry. There is no sudden war, no children who are forced to go to the battlefield. Everyone lives happily in the clan territory.

Every spring, in the blooming season, wives can accompany their husbands and lead their children to go out to enjoy the flowers. The sea of flowers is very beautiful. The children are playing on the grass and blooming the smile that belongs to their age.

In summer, all people hide in the shadow to cool, do not have to fight the enemy against the scorching sun.

In autumn, red leaves all over the mountain

In winter, it's full of snow... "

Xuan's voice was very light, but every word fell into Yu Zhibo Dou's ears. There was a slight smile in his mouth. "If there is such a tribe, I would like to see it."

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