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But Cui Tieji interrupted: "Your grandfather believes that human nature is good, but, in fact, he is wrong. Mencius said that human nature is good.

Xunzi said that human nature is evil.

Your grandfather was a child of a noble family since he was a child. After he grew up, he entered the court because of his family relationship and rose to prominence.

He became a first-rank official and became the prime minister.

He has always been a superior person, always above the clouds, and has never come down... How can he know the suffering of the people.

The character and thoughts of the lower class.

Born as a human being, if you want to live a good life and want to stand out, you must You must fight for it."

"This world is like this. If you don't kill someone, someone will kill you."

"Since you are an enemy of Xiao Ping'an."

"Then Xiao Ping'an must die."

"It is better to eliminate him as soon as possible before he is fully grown."

"Then father, are you going to do it?"

"Hmph, a son of a rich family should not sit in the hall, why use a butcher knife to kill a chicken... I don't need to do it, someone will naturally kill him?"

"Father, what do you mean?" Cui Tieji glanced at him and said lightly.

"Go back and wait for good news."

"Yes, father, thank you father."

Cui Anquan laughed out loud.

He believed in his father's ability.

Father Cui Tieji, the eldest son of the Cui family, an eighth-rank martial arts master, has never failed to do anything his father said.

Watching his son leave.

Cui Tieji murmured faintly: "A noble family cannot be insulted. My Cui family has been passed down for hundreds of years and has gone through sixteen generations. How can we allow a third-generation upstart like your Xiao family to provoke us?"

...

Xiao Mansion.

"Brother, brother, get up, get up."

Early in the morning.

Xiao Rong ran to Xiao Ping'an's room and pulled him up.

Xiao Ping'an looked at the ninth sister with a royal figure and a childish personality with resentment, thinking that it was a good thing that he didn't sleep naked, otherwise, if she saw something she shouldn't see, he would have no face to see anyone.

After all, who understands Lao Ai's "suffering"?

"Hey, where are Zhang Yutong and Qingyue?"

The two walked out of the Xiao Mansion, and Xiao Ping'an looked at Xiao Rong and asked.

These days, the ninth sister Xiao Rong, Zhang Yutong, and Qingyue, three women, have been together.

Like conjoined twins.

It seems that women in all worlds are like this. They want to go to the toilet with someone.

"They went to the Taoist temple of Tianshifu in the capital. It is said that they are discussing the new Taoist temple with the people of the court."

Xiao Rong said.

Xiao Ping'an was a little strange. Emperor Jing was so kind that he gave a large piece of land to Tianshifu. What did he want? However, no matter what the emperor wanted, it was none of his business.

As long as they don't come to mess with him, it's fine.

The two of them walked on the street.

Women seem to be the same.

Xiao Rong bought food, rouge and powder, and clothes...

"Myna, does my dress look good?"

"Yeah, it looks good."

"Myna, you are so perfunctory."

"What do you want!"

Suddenly, Xiao Ping'an felt that he was being spied on. He looked outside and found that many unfamiliar faces suddenly appeared. Indistinctly, there was a flow of true energy in his body.

Xiao Ping'an's mouth curled.

Although, in this world, there are Taoist priests, warriors, monsters... and all kinds of messy things.

But, there are so many warriors suddenly.

That must be a strange thing.

They should be coming for me.

"Xiao Rong, I suddenly remembered that I have an important thing to do today. You go home now. I can't accompany you today."

"My brother, you liar, didn't you say that you would accompany me shopping today."

Xiao Rong pouted and said unhappily.

"I'm sorry, Jiu Mei, I'll make it up next time."

"Okay then."

Xiao Rong is not an unreasonable woman. After mumbling a few words, she went home.

Looking at Xiao Rong's back as she left.

Xiao Pingan breathed a sigh of relief.

With Xiao Rong here, he must not be able to let go of anything.

Xiao Rong left.

He can have a good time with these people.

However.

He is a little strange.

I don't know what kind of warriors or people these people following me are, and what they want to do.

"Boss, how much is a string of candied haws?"

"Three cents."

"Okay, give me one string."

To be honest, three cents is a bit expensive, but this is the capital after all, and prices are high, so three cents for a string of candied haws is normal.

Xiao Ping'an ate with relish.

Although there are no mobile phones or computers in this world, the food is all natural, without technology and hard work, so you can eat it with confidence.

...Xiao Ping'an left the city.

Arrived at the outskirts.

Here are green mountains and clear waters.

Xiao Ping'an, dressed in white, came to a small river.

Took out a jade flute.

Softly blew it.

The beautiful sound of the flute rose with the wind.

Two men with face masks appeared.

"Who are you?"

Xiao Ping'an put down the flute, looked at them, and asked.

Who knows.

These two people don't have the spirit of villains at all.

Without saying a word.

Just do it.

The knife light is bright.

Coming directly to Xiao Ping'an.

Xiao Ping'an shook his head. Isn't it said that villains talk a lot of nonsense? Sure enough, things in novels can't be believed.

Under the sleeve.

A blue knife was drawn out.

Shot towards the other party,

The flying knife drew an arc in the air.

No one can describe this knife.

It seemed that there was only this knife in the world.

There seemed to be a wave between heaven and earth.

A flying knife that seemed to be tangible and shapeless came straight at them, making it hard to see clearly, but it was real.

The two warriors were shocked.

This knife.

They clearly saw it.

Locked the trajectory.

However, when the flying knife was about to get close, it lost its trajectory and the blade became blurred.

They had a feeling that no one could escape from the world.

What the hell is this.

Isn't it just a flying knife?

Why did they feel like they were stepping into a net of heaven and earth.

Swish.

A flying knife directly penetrated the two people.

The bodies of the two people were stiff.

They didn't even have the chance to lift the knife in their hands.

They were pierced through the throat.

Blood slowly flowed down their necks and fell to the ground.

Then, the two corpses slowly fell to the ground.

"Forgot to leave any survivors. I don't know who sent them."

Xiao Ping'an squatted down. He lifted their veils and found that he didn't recognize them.

He checked the corpses.

He found that the two people were smooth and bare.

He couldn't help but curl his lips.

The joy of touching corpses is gone.

Xiao Ping'an was about to leave, and at this moment, he heard the sound of a flute.

He was stunned.

He moved.

A gust of sand was rolled up.

Xiao Ping'an took a step forward and quickly shuttled through the mountains and forests. Soon, he arrived at the bottom of a big tree.

On the tree.

There was a middle-aged man, sitting on the trunk in a lazy posture, playing the flute.

Damn.

Who is more pretentious than me.

"I know you have something to say to me, but please let me finish this piece, okay?" The Chinese looked at Xiao Ping'an and said.

"Please."

Xiao Ping'an said.

This piece of music is like a complaint.

As a music lover, Xiao Ping'an heard it.

This man should be a lover, he fell in love with a woman he shouldn't love, Xiao Ping'an couldn't help but imagine: he is a killer without feelings, one day, he fell in love with a woman he wanted to kill.

This woman is a rich girl.

His father, on the surface, is a big businessman, but in fact, he is the leader of a killer organization.

This killer came to kill this rich girl on the order of another killer organization leader.

However, when he first saw this woman, she was bathing in the bathtub... I don't know if it was love at first sight or lust, anyway, this killer fell in love.