"Why don't I cut it for you."

Hua Yan put on a calm face and said such terrifying words.

Fortunately, she didn't speak loudly, so the only ones who heard her words were her own knife spirit, the new god-study expert and the other person's Zong Sanzuo's words.

Zong San had long been accustomed to the state of being sick from time to time without taking medicine. He was also a little unconsciously complicated and doting about her behavior that would destroy her personality at once. He actually echoed with a blank expression:

"It's so close to the heart, if you cut the body, it will be broken."

...No! This is not the point! You can't spoil her and continue to make trouble! Look at other people's Zong San and the God-Surveillancer. That expression is simply a bit of doubting that your brain is broken!

Thinking of this, Zong San decided to change the topic strongly and end Pipihua's desperation, but Huayan opera singer couldn't control himself, and decided to fall in love with Zong San and fight with him all the way to the end.

She shook her sleeves in awe. The loose robe without wind was automatically blown out on the dense streets with a grand and majestic aura.

With her loud and powerful (crossed out) last words at the end of her life, her voice swept across the mountains and rivers for thousands of miles, causing this street to fall into a mysterious silence in an instant:

"Is it so easy to talk like a bit?! A man is a real man! Apart from two taels of meat under his waist, where can't you cut your body?!"

Except for two taels of flesh below the waist, where can’t be cut?!

Where can't you cut your body?!

Where can't be cut?!

Can't be cut?!

Can you cut?!

Cut?!

Zong San. The God-Studying Master. Left Text: "..."

Watching Fu Sanshen: "…………”

One, two, three people onlookers: “…………………”

It seemed as if the strong wind swept through the Siberian cold current swept across the entire noisy street in an instant, as if it had frozen everyone in place, let alone the noise, almost stopped breathing.

The needles fell on the street for a while.

Only Hua Yan's heroic declaration was deafening and swelled between everyone's eardrums and burst into an illusory echo.

Oh, what did the text of Zong Sanzuo just say?

——A man is a real man, two taels of meat under his waist can be cut at any time?

——Isn’t it considered a manly man without cutting two taels of meat under the waist?

Wait! Are you serious about this cage bird?! If you cut that thing, let alone a man, you can’t even be a man!

Although I admire your old enlightenment, this concubine really can’t do it!

It is worthy of being the devil's cage bird. Such enlightenment is really something we can't get to—

When everyone had a big barrage on their faces, Zong San, who had miscalculated the degree of death of the God-Surveyer, had a yellow face: "Shut up! Don't speak yellow! What are you talking nonsense!"

"I didn't talk nonsense!" Hua Yan said that she would not shed tears without seeing the coffin, and was devoted to big news. "If you cut this thing, you will not be a bird in a cage! Isn't it because of this imprint that I can never forget Nobunaga?"

"Without this mark, there is nothing to remind this history at all times! As the blade of the world, how can you not even have the courage to abandon the past and face humiliation calmly?!"

After Hua Yan finished speaking, she raised her knife, looking fearless, as if she was about to lead the knife to commit suicide. This time, let alone Zong San, even the few swords that followed were all square.

But I can only talk about the kind of lord and the knife. Honmaru led by a drama actress is destined to be the top of the entertainment industry.

He did not bother with the trouble, so he went up and hugged the arm of the God-Saving Master and pulled it out hypocritically, while shook his eyes on his companions: "Calm down! Calm down! Lord - Your Highness Zong San! We have all felt your courage to abandon the past for the sake of the Lord. Don't be unwilling to think about it! Think about you, old and young brother Jiang Xuezuo, and old brother Xiaoyezuo, what should you do if you cut this sword?!"

Zong San: "..." Do you dare to say these words again in front of my Four Flowers War God Brother and Polar Xiaoye?

Honmaru's conscience, Taro Taro did not receive Tsurumaru's troubles, but just pressed Hanayan's shoulders with her height and said dryly: "...Live well!"

Zong San: "..." Please don't raise the seriousness of the matter to a more out of control.

The gentle-hearted old man Shi Kemaru Papa hasn't reacted to what happened, but he couldn't help but smile kindly when he saw everyone's performances too much: "Take out the filth?"

Zong San: "..." You should purify the God-Surveyor quickly.

"KaKaKaKa-!" Shan Fu Guoguangkong, carrying a bunch of bags, could only smile with a hearty smile and reveal a bright white teeth. "Facing with your past is also a necessary practice! Your Highness Zong San!"

Zong San: "..." Is it still time for me to kill the self-moaning self who is mourning and self-repentant?

Zong Sanzuo's writing is a bit of a world-weary tendency to be a god-smudge. It is not a secret among the onlookers. The onlookers were almost confused when they watched the play.

The fuse Zong Sanzuowenzi, who was the fuse, looked at James Duxiu's performance of Hua Yanzuowenzi, and his sad and sarcastic smile on his face frozen.

He subconsciously looked away, and suddenly met Zong San's eyes. The expression on his face was complicated and difficult to tell, but Zong San himself was very familiar with it - it was his embarrassing and polite smile after being poisoned.

I'm so angry, but you can't beat this Pipihua.

Zong San looked at Hua Yan with a cold face in capital, and continued his performance. He had no desire for his personality.

No one who is tortured by this funny guy will feel self-motivated. So San decided to let himself go and hurt the god-study person, and said, "You do it, I don't believe you can forget Oda Nobunaga."

Sozo's subtext is "I don't believe you can forget Oda Nobunaga (the shame of ridiculing the old master that I imprinted you)", but combined with the upper and lower contexts and the troublesome lines of Hanayan and Tsurumaru, the whole sentence is incorrect.

The onlookers were upset, my mother, it turned out that this was the new love and old love, "You love him, she loves him, and he ruined the best years of my life"!

I would like to pay the highest respect to this god-taughter who dares to stimulate the birds in the cage with Oda Nobunaga!

However, Zong San never understood the truth that since ancient times, the only thing that can't keep the affection is the only way to win the hearts of the people. A pink-haired bird rushed over and held Zong San's hands affectionately and said tenderly:

"I used to be the bird in the cage of the Demon King, the knife representing the people of the world. This is my past and my history. I cannot deny or erase it. Just like even if I cut off the mark, the scars still exist."

"I used to be a knife and could not decide my destiny, but I still have the present and the future with you!"

"Why should my past ruin my present? Why can't I use the present to write my history in the future? Why should I be willing to be a bird tied to a cage, rather than changing the history of the future from now on?!"

Hua Yan's reproaches hit Zong San's heart. After she possessed her, she seemed particularly gentle and affectionate, and there was no frivolity in her strange eyes. She only had a smile that was overflowing when she stared at him.

Zong San's fingers that were tightly held tightly shrank slightly, and he was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to answer the conversation.

"The reason why the birds in the cage are not free is that the cage does not belong to him."

Huayan was smiling, and with the face that belonged to Zong San, she smiled like a beautiful and colorful flower blossoms, and she smiled like a quiet wind and high sky.

"That's good enough to turn the bird cage into a bird."

——"Take the world as the cage, and get the cage and the freedom of the heart."

——"You are mine, and the world is mine, and you are such a cage bird."

The cage he drew for the prison was torn apart again.

The God-Surveyor who tear the bird cage every day told him in this way that the cage was not terrible.

She said such words calmly, saying things he had thought about for so long that he could not get the answer.

——What an arrogant flower demon.

The silly flower led the bird in the cage and walked away silently, leaving behind the onlookers who were sweetened by the shocking reversal, saying that he had a deeper understanding and understanding of the people who wrote Zong Sanzuo.

Later, someone dug up the identity of Zong Sanzuo's writing, which turned out to be the "Yi Yuanzuo's writing" that once caused sensational headlines twice.

Countless god-studyers held their little hearts and felt sad silently. Yi Yuan Zuo Wen must have known his fate as the cage bird in the future to become the devil king, so he said such words.

What an open-minded and wise man, as transparent as glass!

Forced to be summoned to this era and faced his unknown tragic future, the existence of "Yiyuan Zuowen" simply pierced the hearts and livers of countless soft-hearted god-studyers.

Oh my God, Oda Nobunaga, the sinful devil! Look at what he did?! He destroyed this person who is as clear as crystal glass!

At this time, Zong Sanzuo's text, which is as clear as crystal glass, is learning the "Bird Prisoner" developed by Huayan and continues to hurt each other with Pipihua.

Hua Yan couldn't listen to Zong San's lines that were so heartbroken that she could not sit still, and she could not sit still and see that Zong San was still at her side, so once she was stimulated, she could not help but find the place.

For example, I went to Wanwu to buy a lot of bird cages.

Once Son San unconsciously speaks awkwardly, the following scenes will be staged in Honmaru:

“Humans only want to have but not use it, it’s the same.”

“Crunch--!”

Hua Yan twisted the bird cage in her hand into a few strokes, threw the scrap iron into the sky, opened her hands to Zong San, and shouted: "Come on, my devil's sword! Come on, tear the bird cage with bare hands! Come on, happy!"

Zong San: "Shut up."

#I am living a good life now. Not only do I not want to die, but I also want to beat others to death.
Chapter completed!