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My own master is as humble as a mortal staring at a god: "...you can save everyone in this city."

And the master smiled faintly: "Fool, what I cultivate for my master is the way of ruthlessness. The world is like an oven, and the common people are like ants. If I don't know how to save ants, how can I save people who are like ants?"

Xiao Jianshen still looked at his master, loathing him as if he was an eternal enemy: "...you are so ruthless."

Master didn't care.He said slowly: "You are angry, sad, empathetic, and you want to draw your sword for the suffering of the world."

Then his voice suddenly became loud and cold: "But this city has been turned into scorched earth!"

Then Nie Qiguang's voice returned to normal: "No matter how angry you are, no matter how sad, no matter how painful, no matter how affectionate you are, it will be useless."

He turned his face away, and he looked at everything that had become scorched earth in front of him.

He is also asking himself: I have feelings, is it useful?

The past is gone.

The sky was turning white, and a layer of silver frost fell on the ground.

Standing under the tree, Xiao Jianshen's shoulders were also dotted with star frost in his hair.

Brushed all over, still full.