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C782 You're Tired of Living



C782 You're Tired of Living

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He sighed: "This place is still the same as before, it has never changed"    

    

"You've been here before?"    

    

" Hehe, this is one of the most spectacular places in the world. If people in the martial arts world were to pass by here... There was even a challenge a few years ago. It was the experts of the martial arts world who had climbed to the top of this gate and reached the top of the North Wei. A bird's eye view of all the heroes in the world. "    

    

"That is really boring..."    

    

Xiao Yun smiled bitterly.    

    

There were no cameras in this world. What was the use of climbing so high?    

    

He risked his life and was even chased by the North Wei just to take a look. When he talked to others later, they would also suspect that he was lying.    

    

Why bother?    

    

Xiao Yun's puzzlement made the drunkard look sideways.    

    

He even looked at him with a look of disdain.    

    

"Hey, is there a need for that? It's just that the values are different."    

    

Xiao Yun curled his lips and said, "I know you guys only care about your reputation and reputation. More about stories. You all hope to have more stories with you. As long as the story is enough, a person's reputation will be better. Your status will also be higher. After all, the martial world isn't about fighting and killing. The martial world is about the ways of the world. "    

    

" Hmph, without powerful martial arts, what's the use of the ways of the world? You don't understand the feeling of standing on top, it's very pure! "    

    

Seeing his intoxicated expression, Xiao Yun helplessly smiled bitterly.    

    

It was as if he really had never seen the world.    

    

Then he said, "First of all, the status of the martial arts world has nothing to do with martial arts. Any wealthy person from any country can win over a group of martial arts masters. And those who have a good reputation in the martial arts world, those people who are respected by everyone... They usually did not have very strong martial arts skills. They could even find a person who could beat them. In order to gain a foothold in the martial arts world, the key was... First, it was their reputation. Second, it was their reputation. For example, me. Actually, there aren't many times when I really need to do something, but what do you think of my position in the martial arts world? "    

    

The drunkard snorted and didn't reply.    

    

The reason why the drunkard had been following Xiao Yun and observing him since he knew Xiao Yun's identity was because Xiao Yun's status in the pugilistic world was originally higher than many people's imagination!    

    

Xiao Yun said again, "As for the feeling of standing at a high place and looking down, you have also been to famous mountains and great rivers. He had also been standing on a mountain that was thousands of feet tall, although he had a good feeling at that time. It was a heroic look, but it was different from looking down from a city. The latter would be better, not only because the latter was more difficult. There is another more important reason. Do you know what it is? "    

    

The drunkard shook his head hard.    

    

Xiao Yun smiled and said, "It is a person."    

    

"A person."    

    

"The human world represents prosperity, and it also represents fireworks. It also represents all kinds of chaos, hatred, and busyness. Weak, detestable... All kinds of emotions give people the idea of escaping. Or perhaps... To ride a horse in a hurry, or to stay away from people, people would always have a way to escape... But the best way is to be high and mighty... They were like heavenly deities that looked down on all life, yet they could also escape. It was as if all of the filth and disorder had nothing to do with them anymore. That is why it feels even better. This is the feeling of standing on the high ground of the city. "    

    

The drunkard thought about it carefully, then nodded and said, "It does seem to be the reason."    

    

He scratched his head.    

    

He smiled bitterly and said, "What are you thinking about? Always thinking about such strange things? "    

    

Xiao Yun laughed and said, "Human nature is also a kind of knowledge. We need to think more and then make use of it. This way, we can walk further in the future. This is also very important."    

    

"Is it important?"    

    

"Of course it's important! Fighting with heaven and earth is human nature. Fighting with people is endless joy. You have never understood this point, so life is very exhausting. Boring, isn't it? Everyone is pursuing immortality, hoping to live longer. On the other hand, you didn't want this to be a meaningless waste of your life. If you were talking about your master, no, our master... His immortality is a form of patience, and your immortality is a form of giving up. It's not even indulgence. "    

    

The drunkard was scolded for no reason.    

    

Of course he didn't like it.    

    

He pursed his lips and stared at him angrily.    

    

Xiao Yun laughed and said, "Since you have been here before, you can lead the way. Let's go and slowly get King of Northern Wei."    

    

His words made the drunkard feel a sudden pressure.    

    

"Ah? Now... go in? Meet the king?!"    

    

Even he had never done such a crazy thing.    

    

Even if he had a high position in the pugilistic world.    

    

But he was the king of a country!    

    

Under the vast heaven and earth, the absolute king of hundreds of millions of subjects could easily control life and death.    

    

In reality, there were no deities, but in terms of status, the ruler of a country was like a god!    

    

Was it really not a problem to enter recklessly like this?    

    

How was that possible?    

    

"Why aren't you leaving?"    

    

"Ah, this..."    

    

Seeing the drunkard hesitate, Xiao Yun urged him.    

    

The drunkard had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk inside.    

    

This was the Imperial Palace.    

    

It was guarded.    

    

The eight people at the entrance were because of the rules, and they were also pretty. If there were too many people at the entrance, it would always be chaotic and not that pretty, right?    

    

However, besides these eight people, there were three thousand Imperial Guards inside the city!    

    

They were all the most elite soldiers of the Northern Wei.    

    

As long as the city gates were closed, even an army of tens of thousands might not be able to take advantage of them.    

    

As for the drunkard, he could only face the eight of them with a bitter expression.    

    

Under normal circumstances, as long as someone approached, even if it was a cat, the eight of them would immediately raise their weapons and enter a state of preparation. One was a warning, and if they did not listen to the warning, they would immediately start killing!    

    

There were quite a number of bloody incidents at the city gate.    

    

Even if it was spread out and the people heard it, they would at most say, "You're courting death."    

    

Hence, he was indeed a bit cowardly.    

    

He was already prepared to fight one against three thousand and then escape with Xiao Yun.    

    

At that time, he might be left behind here, and end up being shot by random arrows.    

    

But...    

    

He didn't know why.    

    

The corner of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.    

    

A fanatical and excited expression also appeared on his face!    

    

At the same time, the pace under his feet also became stable and fast.    

    

A huge battle...    

    

It was on the verge of breaking out!    

    

But... Time passed bit by bit.    

    

He walked up the stairs.    

    

He walked past the bridge on the moat.    

    

He walked past the small square.    

    

He walked to the front of the huge city gate.    

    

Then he walked to the side of the eight soldiers. When his head was about to hit the heavy city gate...    

    

The eight soldiers were like statues, not moving at all!    

    

There was not even a reaction.    

    

They did not even look at him!    

    

The drunkard was frightened. He quickly reached out and touched his face. Then he patted his body with his hand. Finally, he followed the ground and found his shadow. When he saw the elongated shadow, he finally let out a sigh of relief.    

    

However, he still couldn't help but look at the eight guards in doubt.    

    

This group of fellows...    

    

What's going on?    

    

Are they stupid?    

    


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