"That’s because this time her opponent is …"
"We had a chance to win that World War I," Xu Tao looked at him coldly. "Although the Jin army caught us off guard by the wind, not only did we encounter this kind of thing before, but she finally won, but she lost confidence after the first war, and then she was completely out of control. That root was not like her, but at that moment she was afraid of such an ordinary name as Emperor Wu, and she was afraid of the so-called future."
There was a loud bang in the wind soul’s mind.
He finally understood Xu Tao’s accusation.
Sun Lingxiu was able to win her military talent in the battle of the Yangtze River. She was never worse than Emperor Wu of Song, and the number of warships far exceeded that of the other side. However, she lost her belief in winning … Because the wind soul said something that should not have been said.
He told Sun Lingxiu that Liu Yu was destined to be the future owner.
Sun Lingxiu believes that Sun Lingxiu knows that the wind soul will never lie to her.
Knowing the so-called "future" is not necessarily a good thing, just as the wind soul consciously decided that Emperor Wu of Song could not be defeated when it heard the name of Emperor Wu, and Sun Lingxiu unconsciously gave birth to the method to defeat his subconscious after knowing that Emperor Wu of Song was the future emperor.
The future may not be destined to be the soul of the wind. That casual remark made the original elusive "future" come true. He believed too much that he was seeing things, and as a result, he inadvertently affected Sun Lingxiu’s confidence and turned a battle that might have won into a fiasco.
If he hadn’t "predicted" Sun Lingxiu, even if he lost, he would never have lost so badly and lost so badly.
He killed Sun Lingxiu!
He stayed there.
The sea breeze blows on him and it hurts like a knife. It’s hard to clear his mind with a burst of confusion.
When he looked around again, Xu Daofu had already left.
The reflection of the cliff still covered him like a dark monster devouring him.
He returned to the cave in a daze. He heard Sun Lingxiu calling him "Soul Brother …" in a low voice.
He lay behind Sun Lingxiu and hugged his naked and perfect charming body in his arms again. He had been away for such a while, and Sun Lingxiu’s body had become icy and cool.
They snuggled up to each other and waited for the night to be unexpectedly long.
"Soul brother" Sun Lingxiu’s weak voice entered his ear, "Take me away."
Wind soul in the heart a pain he will hand around the past, tightly holding the Sun Lingxiu chest that full mountain novel way "can you really walk away? Your followers are still waiting for you to bring them back to victory. There are so many people around you watching you. You haven’t created a world where transvestites live in peace … "
"There can’t be such a world," Sun Lingxiu said in a lonely tunnel. "I’m dreaming, and now it’s time to wake up."
"No," the wind soul turned her over and looked into her eyes. "It was not a dream, but it was possible to truly realize the future."
"But …"
"I’ll help you," Feng Soul said word for word. "I’ll help you realize your dream."
"What do you want to do?"
"I’ll help you to assassinate Emperor Wu of Song." The wind calmed down and then continued, "Someone once told me that fate has been repeated. No matter whether Emperor Wu of Song is really the future emperor of the South, I always help you to kill him."
Sun Lingxiu was silent for a long time. "You don’t need me to do so much."
The wind soul divided her legs and leaned over to kiss and crashed into her body. "I have reasons for you to do more …"
The wind soul doesn’t know whether its decision is right or wrong.
Perhaps some things are rooted in the so-called right and wrong question, and the key lies in whether the person who does it has made up his mind.
The wind soul is determined.