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- Could it be that I really did something wrong
In the snow outside the theater, Wen Silin, who got off the carriage, did not immediately go to the theater door to attend the banquet. Instead, he leaned against the side of the carriage like a spear beside him, stood quietly in the falling snowflakes, folded his arms, and touched each other lightly. The left arm was bandaged with a wound cloth, his face was gloomy and decadent, and his expression was in a trance.
"Whether he wanted it or not, as an air-level warrior, his keen hearing clearly picked up the discussions in the distance, including the undisguised ridicule and resentment To be honest, Wen Silin didn't really mind this. When he betrayed his master and personally sent the spear into the back of the sea tower, he had already expected and prepared for this situation.
It¡¯s really ridiculous, what do they know
Who knows the far-reaching influence of the Sword God lineage in the empire better than myself, a former disciple of the Sword God? It is no exaggeration to say that as long as the masteras long as the Sword God is well, then no matter who ascends the throne and is crowned, they cannot ignore the Sword God's opinion and must first obtain the Sword God's approval It is precisely because of this that in the Sword God At the moment of his death, backlash from all aspects followed.
The Sword God is going to die, and the Sword God lineage is going to end. Just as big trees are about to fall and mountains are about to collapse, at this time, who will care about the life and death of the birds in the trees and the animals in the mountains?
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Not to mention the enemies of the Sword God lineage alone, who can withstand the huge pressure from the Temple of Light?
¡°In this way, I have chosen a strong backer for my family to ensure that the family¡¯s glory remains intact and its inheritance continues. Just like what most of you are doing now, adding insult to injury to the Second Prince's power, surrendering to the First Prince
Did I do anything wrong?
No, I did nothing wrong! there has never been¡ª¡ª
Clenched his fists. The snowflakes falling on my shoulders suddenly began to rustle down. Wen Silin took a long breath of hot breath. Like a wild beast caught in a trap. His eyes were fierce. Immediately he raised his hand into his arms, took out a small brown square box, opened it, took out a fine cigarette, and lit it
The smoke was rising, probably because I didn¡¯t smoke often. I was a little clumsy in lighting the cigarette, and I was also coughing a bit. Wen Silin's eyes were slightly red. The expression on the face behind the smoke is even more confused
Since I did nothing wrong, why do you insist on clinging to me? Why are even the tribesmen like this
Yes, Wen Silin could ignore the glare of others, but he could not let go of the distant attitude of the clan members around him. I believe that no matter who this matter is placed on, they will not be able to care!
All his actions are obviously for the honor of the family. Previously, it was because of the support and encouragement from all the elders in the family that he betrayed his master and killed his senior brother. Even the wound on his left arm. They were all left behind during the fierce battle with the group of bandits who broke into the manor at night in order to save the clan members two days ago
He has done everything he can. He also gave everything, including his reputation. So, why do they look at me as if they are looking at a man-eating monster They don't even want to look at me Why?
They are not human beings inside and outside! well, why!
"Young Master." When Wen Silin's body was trembling slightly and gasping for breath due to doubts and anger, a guard shrank and approached, "The Master has already led the tribe in first. He asked me to tell you that the theater guards have already said hello. Yes, you can go in through the side door with your gun. And don't care what others say, it will all pass."
After saying this, Wen Silin waved impatiently, and the family guard immediately bowed and backed away as if he had been granted amnesty.
¡°Haha, look, they are not even willing to go in with me
With the corner of his mouth curled up slightly, Wen Silin chuckled to himself and shook his head without knowing the meaning.
Under the snowflakes all over the sky, Wen Silin was leaning in the shadow of the carriage on the roadside, in sharp contrast to the front entrance of the theater not far away where laughter and laughter continued.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????: One is deserted and the other is lively, like two completely different worlds!
After a while, sneeze - half of the cigarette fell into the snow, the green smoke was faint, and the hot red cigarette butt also melted into small pieces of snowflakes after sacrificing its own fire source. Immediately, Wen Silin reached out and grabbed a cold spear beside him. While shaking off the snow flakes on his body, he also straightened his expression and strode towards the side door of the theater expressionlessly.
In the meantime, of course you will meet aristocratic acquaintances who come to the banquet. But Wen Silin walked straight away without looking away, as if he hadn't seen him before, with no intention of saying hello. Of course, no one would come up to say hello to him. Some, it¡¯s just the strange look in the eyes after hastily retreating and dodging, as if looking at a god of plague who has suddenly descended on the world
However, there are exceptions. Just when Wen Silin was about to step onto the side door steps, suddenly, a harsh voice came from the side,
"Hey, isn't this Wen Silin? It's been a long time since we last metYou bitch, you still have the nerve to come out now?" He looks familiar.??'s greeting was followed by a sharp turn of sarcasm, which made Wen Silin's face suddenly darken and he stepped down the steps, which also made the nobles on the side look at him in shock or astonishment.
¡° Just like what a noble said just now, Wen Silin comes from the lineage of sword gods after all, and has outstanding talent, and there is no doubt about his strength. Therefore, although everyone present despised his character, they still did not dare to say some unpleasant words openly out of fear of his strength, at least not to his face. And now the harsh tone was undoubtedly a direct expression of these words that he dared not say. It was a completely tearful attitude. Naturally, the hearts of the onlookers tightened, fearing that Wen Silin would suddenly go crazy, which would affect them and cause another commotion. celebration.
However, when everyone heard the sound and turned to the owner of the harsh tone, their expressions couldn't help but be startled, suddenly enlightened, and then relaxed.
It turned out to be him? That¡¯s not surprising¡
It¡¯s really not surprising. Looking at Philip on the steps with a mocking look on his face, Wen Silin¡¯s face twitched and he unconsciously looked away. He lowered his head and turned to the steps, intending to avoid it.
From beginning to end, Wen Silin didn¡¯t feel that he had done anything wrong, nor did he feel that anyone had the right to laugh at him. But this obviously does not include the Sword God lineage and Philip's family who were deeply hurt by him.
"What?" Philip stepped sideways at the same time, stopped in front of Wen Silin again, and said sarcastically, "You Wen Silin have the guts to betray the master, but don't have the guts to talk to me?"
"Get out of the way!" Wen Silin finally couldn't bear it anymore and growled in a deep voice, "Today is the eldest prince's coronation celebration, and I don't want to conflict with you."
"Wow, are you going to attack me? Okay, come on!" Philip exaggeratedly leaned back and spread his hands, without losing his sarcasm, "Anyway, you dare to kill your senior brother Haita, so what do you think I am? You think so? Come on - come on! Kill me with the magic weapon forged by your grandfather who traveled all over the world and worked tirelessly to collect materials for you!"
There was a sudden violent roar, and Wen Silin's body suddenly trembled slightly, and his palms tightly grasped the gun body, making a creaking sound.
There was a moment of silence all around.
"What are you afraid of - Wen Silin, look up at me!" Roaring and hissing, Philip suddenly stepped down the stone steps and stood in front of Owens, like a ferocious monster, devouring people, "What the hell are you, what the hell are you? Lift your head and look at me! Look at Senior Brother Haita who was killed by you! Look at Master Sword God who is extremely disappointed in you!"
Taking a step back, he subconsciously raised his head after hearing the sound, and faced the fiery eyes in front of him that could not be covered by the boundless wind and snow. He once again unconsciously looked away, and immediately saw the disdainful gazes, scornful expressions, and , his father stood behind the crowd and waved to him with a sullen face
Obviously, no one wants to see conflicts here, especially the conflict between Wen Silin, who betrayed his master, and Philip, who came to the door, including Wen Silin's father's tribe.
So Wen Silin could only turn around in shame and leave alone before entering the theater to participate in the celebration.
I have to say that this scene is quite ironic. You must know that the current celebration is an occasion for the eldest prince's side to share the fruits of victory, and Philip has never been on the eldest prince's side. He has always been closer to the second prince. However, Wen Silin, who had gained so much infamy for his trading certificate and had successfully joined the First Prince, now had no chance to participate in the victory celebration. Even the First Prince's forces, who were among his own people around him, no one stood up to speak for him. On the contrary, they all looked like they wished he could leave as soon as possible
Everyone betrays their relatives and leaves!
"Coward! Bastard! Bit of a bitch -" Although Wen Silin left sadly, Philip behind him obviously had no intention of letting him go so easily. He glared angrily, poking at the former's back, and his yells and curses echoed in front of the theater door in the roaring wind and snow. , "Do you think it will end if you avoid me? You will die - Wen Silin, I guarantee that you will die -"
"Young Master, you" Amidst the stern curses, the family coachman looked at Wen Silin, who was approaching with a gloomy face, and hurriedly stepped forward to ask stammering questions, fearing to anger him.
"Walk!"
"Gowhere?"
"Go back!" There was a bang. Of course, Wen Silin would not argue with a coachman. He walked a few steps and got into the family carriage in a slightly embarrassed manner. He shook his hands and closed the door tightly, "this madman!"
"Run? How dare you run! Even if you hide in Beihuang, bastard, I, Philip, will send people to hunt you down I will kill you!"
"Ahem, Sir Philip, please calm down. He has already left. I can't hear you" After all, it was a celebration, so cursing here was inappropriate. So after seeing Wenslin's carriage turning around the intersection and disappearing quickly, an old nobleman quickly stepped forward to hold the furious Philip, and continued to comfort him.
However, "Calm downam I angry?" Fei, who was still blaming the sky and the earth just a moment agoLip suddenly became strangely quiet at this moment. He looked at the old nobleman with a puzzled expression and straightened his clothes. "Are you kidding? I am a noble nobleman with grace. How could I be angry for no reason? I don't understand what you are saying." What are you talking about By the way, I'm going in to attend the banquet. Can you come in? If not, I'll leave first"
"Uh" All the nobles present were speechless after hearing this. The speed at which they turned against each other was simply amazing. And your Imperial Capital Flower Wolf is elegant? Well, this is the biggest joke today However,
What the silent nobles did not notice was that when Philip stepped into the side door of the theater, he turned his head slightly, squinted at the snowy intersection where Owens' carriage disappeared, and curved the corners of his mouth, revealing a strange smile
"Do you really think I'm joking?
hehe¡¡
If I tell you to die, you must die!
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