Chapter 1244: [Time Lapse?]
Let Yue Yang take the first step, and the middle-aged scribe was silent.
Long.
Only then did he sigh: "I just want to get back what belongs to me, what's wrong with this?"
Yue Yang retorted aggressively: "Who cares if you're right or wrong? I just want to say that as long as I have one day, the things in the Tower of Babel, even if it's a grain of sand, can't let you take it!
The middle-aged scribe shook his head lightly, and his mouth sighed: "Young man, maybe you once shed a little blood and sweat for the Tower of Babel, but, in comparison, how much more did I pay than you? I paid, and in the end I had nothing, is this fair? This is not fair! I have given so much, I should have my gain, I should get, at least, the share that belongs to me cannot be less! Now I come back, I want to get back my share...... Until then, I don't think anyone has the right to blame me, the 'family' who once shed blood and sweat for Babel, for whatever reason and no one has the right to blame me. ā
"If you give, you will get something. That's for sure!"
Yue Yang nodded in affirmation.
But then he shook his head again: "If you don't get anything from your efforts, you should find your own reasons instead of complaining about others! If you feel that you have paid but have not gained in the end, then you can only prove that you have not really paid! Therefore, you will not have real gains!"
This denial made it impossible for the middle-aged scribe to remain calm and graceful any longer.
He was simply mad at Yue Yang's conclusion, as if the most sacred and inviolable thing in his heart had been despicably humiliated by Yue Yang.
If Yue Yang said anything else, then no matter how excessive, harsh and sharp it was, it would not be able to touch and it would be impossible to stab his heart, but now this denial made the middle-aged scribe unable to hold back the anger in his heart even if he was supreme. He used all his strength to barely endure the raging anger in his chest. I barely held back and didn't give this honest junior a punch.
The middle-aged scribe waved his sleeves, and the scene of the entire space changed instantly.
It seems like a time lapse has happened.
The scenery is fading.
The winds of change.
One by one, they flashed in front of my eyes.
There was a young man who appeared in Yue Yang's perspective, as young as the current crossing man, who, together with his companions, fought bloody battles against the invasion of the Demon Abyss, and on the battlefield, he was the most active and bloody. The flash of effort, like a star, makes it impossible for anyone to ignore his existence.
This young man is not only brave and fearless, but also extremely wise.
Because of his appearance of wisdom and bravery, the Dragon Teng Continent Alliance, which was originally at a disadvantage, came back to life again and again under his command, and finally reversed the entire battle situation, defeating an absolute disadvantage. In the midst of the shouts and cheers of the audience, his companion carried this hard-hit comatose friend on his back, and walked back step by step...... The joy of victory can be enjoyed by all. He was the only one who fainted from the painful wounds, and he couldn't even participate in the honorary celebration party.
A young man who is indifferent to fame and fortune is not jealous of his companion, even if he is better and better than his companion.
Still, the young man did his best to assist his companions.
When his companions ascended to the post of commander-in-chief.
The young man, as a staff member, made the perfect plan.
The comrade who was the commander did not listen to the advice and went on to do so. The enemy died tragically, and when the battle situation was in danger, it was this young man who turned the tide and regained his command with perfect art, and lived in the hands of a strong enemy. Win a breathtaking victory!
In order to win, young people lure the enemy personally.
He put himself in danger again and again, paid an unknown amount of blood and sweat, and paid hard work that no one knew about.
After an epic victory, the young man did not take credit for his pride. On the contrary, he modestly helped the young son of his companion and friend to ascend to the throne, and for the sake of his companion's dying entrustment, for his own promise, he gave up his post as commander-in-chief, and was willing to return to the background, and re-cede the high-ranking commander of the three armed forces to the son of his companion, and continue to work with a hundred times more energy, for the sake of the whole situation and victory, for the sake of commitment, no matter what words are said by those supporters who know him and strangers who do not know anything at all, they are loyal.
All of them are for victory, and they are all for the Dragon Continent.
With him, the Dragon Continent has never been defeated in battle.
Sometimes, however, many young people would be jealous of the young man, and would slander him with bad words, slander his reputation, and even use all kinds of despicable means to create all kinds of appalling tragedies and blame the young man.
Young people had to leave the army they had worked so hard to run, and they had to return to their hometowns in humiliation and stealthily, and they were subjected to the eyes of the world.
There is no battlefield for young people, there are more defeats and fewer wins, under the repeated deception of strong enemies, the rookie-like honorary commander Qing yƬ was defeated by the Demon Yuan army, and the demon king tore this cowardly commander of the three armies on the spot, and the morale of the Longteng Continental Alliance collapsed, and he was defeated...... In the moment of despair, the young man, who was still the white eyes of the world, stepped forward, descended on the battlefield like a god, led the retreating and chaotic pro-guards, fought desperately for eight days and eight nights, and finally turned the tide of the battle and thwarted the demon legion before the battle array.
Feats like this have been staged countless times over the centuries.
The young man has become middle-aged.
But his heart.
But it has never changed, his wisdom and bravery, never changed!
Battle, from the Dragon Continent and the Demon Abyss duel, has been evolving upward, when the small battlefield of the Dragon Teng Continent and the Demon Abyss can no longer accommodate young people, he began to fight above the sixth floor of the Tower of Babel, and after hundreds of years, he set foot in the heavenly realm, and led the army of the Tower of Babel, fighting hundreds of times, if the blood he has shed over the years is packed, maybe it can accumulate into a large blood pool that can drown hundreds of people!
Fighting for the Dragon Continent, he has always fought bloodily, always being the killing star on the battlefield, and for the beautiful home of the Tower of Babel, he is also bloody, with crazy momentum and wisdom in his hands, intimidating millions of heavenly powerhouses.
He is so powerful and so wise.
It's so indifferent to fame and fortune.
It's so good.
However, the reward he received was always a disappointing and even humiliating bit, as if he were born a beggar and could send him away with a little thing.
Not to mention relatives and friends, the enemies who were terrified because of him, the heavenly powerhouses who were slaughtered by him, also felt unfair for him.
Why? A person who is so good and works so hard. Instead of getting the reward he deserved, it was those despicable and shameless fellows who stole the fruits of his battles again and again, and took what belonged to him again and again...... In the end, the Tower of Babel could not accommodate this young man who loved his hometown and shed his blood for it, and he had to be chased by his relatives and friends to seek refuge in the hostile camp, so that he could not die at the hands of his former comrades-in-arms......
When all the sights came back in time.
Yue Yang was silent.
The crossing man didn't think about it. The enemy in front of him has such a past.
"I, 'Oriental', am such a person. The middle-aged scribe smiled slightly self-deprecatingly: "No matter how many things I do, no matter what I do, I can't get the approval of others, as if those are what I should do." The blood and sweat I shed are like spring water, no, it's not even worth as much as a spring! All the qi Ä I have done has been in vain, all in vain! I knew I would never be able to go back to who I was, but. I just feel unfair, yes, it's unfair! I don't want anything else, I just want a fairness, I just want the things that belong to me, even if the things that belong to me are no longer there, I have to at least get that recognition. ā
"......" Yue Yang was silent.
"You think I'm lying to you?, all the scenes just now are fake?" The middle-aged scribe was surprised by Yue Yang's silence at the moment.
"It's true. Yue Yang shook his head lightly: "Although I don't have the talent of six senses, I have a good battlefield intuition, and the scene just now is true." You didn't repeat the false vision. ā
"Then you come to judge the reasoning, do you think it is reasonable for me to pay for so many years in exchange for such a result?" The middle-aged scribe looked at Yue Yang with a very indifferent expression, no matter what Yue Yang said. Whether it's fair or not, I believe he won't have a trace of waves, because his heart has long been broken, and he has long been numb to injustice.
Think about it if you think about it.
Yue Yang felt. If you have made so many achievements and shed so much blood and sweat, but in the end you let others despise you so much, it is estimated that you will not immediately jump up and slash people with a knife! Mara Gobi, fighting to the death, the commanders of the three armies can't mix, there is not a single beautiful girl, and it still makes others suspicious, and it also makes the world look white, is there still a reason for this special meow?
Of course, Yue Yang's classmate is not that great.
Want him to do the same?
No way!
Hiding in the world of treasure books every day to pick up girls and enjoy sex and life is Yueyang's hobby, national events and fights and killings, all of which are unified on the side.
This time, if it weren't for the Heavenly Legion burning to his hometown, he almost didn't make the harem catch fire, so that Yue Yang really couldn't be idle to pick up girls, and he couldn't live a happy life, so this kid rushed back in a hurry...... As for the tragic life experience of a middle-aged scribe, the heartless crossing man has nothing else to say except for strong onlookers.
"It's quite a cup, do you mean that you want me to give you a coffee table?Let it be filled with your various cups?" If you cut him open, it is estimated that it will be full of black Yue Yang, and when he opens his mouth like this, he almost didn't let the middle-aged scribe squirt three pots of old blood.
"You!" The middle-aged scribe never thought in his life that there was a black-bellied guy like Yue Yang in the world.
This guy is simply treating other people's life tragedies as a game of joy!
How can the heavenly thunder not kill this kind of person!
It's okay if you don't sympathize, but you still fall into the ground? This, is there still a reason for this special meow?
In the face of the anger of the middle-aged scribe, Yue Yang was very determined, he swaggered and leaned on the edge of the stone, erlang's legs, he took out the wine sweetheart from the storage space, and looked at each other with great interest while tasting it, as if he wanted to wait for the other party to stage all kinds of life tragedies again to be enjoyable.
He also casually threw out a sentence in his mouth, and the middle-aged scribe almost vomited blood to death: "If you want to continue to pretend to be pitiful and win my sympathy, you don't have to, no matter what you say or do, I will not sympathize, on the contrary, the more miserable and unlucky you are, the more painful and miserable you are, the happier I will be! Invader, no, traitor to Babel, 'East', now start complaining, you can say whatever you want, even if it is said for three days and three nights, it doesn't matter, but I won't believe any word you say...... To be continued) RQ