I Am Not the Supreme God

Otherwise, how can you say that the Kun family is stupid? When the knowledge is tightly restricted by the external environment, and the range of life activities is almost in the imperial city, then for many Kun family descendants, love may be a hotbed for them to fall willingly throughout their lives.

　　 Not to mention that these people are carefully selected existences. They know how to grasp the hearts of others. For the Kun family, who are equivalent to a blank sheet of paper in their young age, this is undoubtedly a huge lethality.

　　 These people know how to make the Kun family inseparable from them!

　　 So many times Kun's decision is the decision of these people!

　　How can it be a fault when listening to the person next to the pillow?

　　 Not to mention that the person next to the pillow is indeed more visionary and smarter than himself!

　　 In addition to strangling the outstanding Kun clan and replacing them from within, it is a complete act of condemnation!

　　 Children trained by spies, even if they don't know the identity of their parents and relatives as spies all their lives, but their behavior has long been invisibly manipulated.

　　 And what controls them is the guidance of those elders since childhood!

　　Kuns like this, what kind of revival is there to talk about?

　　What is Guangzong Yaozu talking about?

　　 How can I recover the eagle?

　　 In the hall where the sky was crying and grabbing the ground, I am afraid that only Kumbana had no mood swings, he had already expected it.

　　 and deeply know that it is still early, some people who think that they are hidden deep and perfectly clothed have not yet come forward!

　　 And he, for the time being, doesn’t know how true or false the people who follow the cry of heaven and earth are!

　　Kumbana looked at these people who walked out of the crowd and knelt down in front of him, and said, "Do you have anything else to say?"

There was a middle-aged beautiful woman in a Chinese dress, looking sadly at her husband and son behind her, and said: "The minister has nothing to say! I am a spy sent by Duke Miao Lang, who broke into the Kun Family 20 years ago. Inside! Over the years, whether it was voluntarily or forcedly, a big mistake has long been made, and I am ashamed of my husband and son!

　　The ministers are willing to die, only one request is to not let them see my miserable death, and ask the saints to satisfy! "

There was a middle-aged man with a handsome face and gray hair. In addition to sadness, there was also unconcealed guilt and tenderness in his eyes. He looked at his wife and said, "I'm sorry, I can't talk about myself and I can't help it, and it will be hard to save it in the afterlife. Don't meet either."

The beautiful woman he was watching was like the sky falling down, kneeling on the ground, tears streaming down her face, and said: "Why are you? Why?! Are you really not a little guilty? I am the Kunshi torch, what good is it for you? I ask you, do you really love me even if you have a little bit?"

The man reduced the tenderness in his eyes, his expression became cold and stiff, and he smiled: "Since I already know the ending, why should it be so, then I will tell you completely, from the encounter 23 years ago, Until yesterday’s tenderness, I have been holding back my disgust, disguising myself with affectionate veins, seamless and tender, to coax you into a lamb waiting to be slaughtered without knowing it.

　　 Do you know how painful I have been all these years? I have to pretend to be affectionate at all times, and even if my heart has a lot of disgust, I can't show it at all. Today, I can finally be free.

I know what you are going to say, you don’t believe it, but I can’t help you believe it or not. After I die, I can take my heart out to see if there is any trace of you on it. Only hatred is left.

　　 Why, you want to die, die with me? "

The man laughed, tears came out, and said: "Okay, I can't ask for it, even if I didn't cut your head with my hands, if I can continue to play with such a stupid lamb on Huangquan Road, there is no need for the slightest disguise, then I can't ask for it, hahahaha..."

　　Kumbana watched this scene quietly, paying attention to the most, or some people who consciously acknowledged, and showed true affection with his wife and children there.

　　 For those who begging for mercy, they are silent and face like ashes, but they don't pay much attention to it.

　　He knows human nature.

　　 For decades, people are not plants, who can be ruthless.

　　Many people who can become spies cannot decide their own destiny at all. If you get along for a long time, there are bound to be many people who will truly be in love.

　　Although that can't cover up their sins, it can show Kumbana the brilliance of human nature.

　　 The most ruthless and coldest people cursing at their own wives and children, Kumbana can actually see the love that transcends life and death in their eyes.

　　 As a master of playing with human nature, as long as flaws are exposed and the performance is too hard, Kumbana can also see the truth and the fake.

　　 Human nature is so complicated.

　　 It is true that I am sending information to the enemy of Kun's. It is true that I love you to live and live, beyond life and death.

　　 But in order to continue this love, I also have to abide by my mission and continue to do those things.

　　 If you stop that wrong behavior, not only will I die tomorrow, but you may also be the one who will die.

　　 How do I make a decision? The annoyance and self-blame have already made me crazy and uneasy, and awake all night.

　　 There are so many things in the world, helpless and regardless of black and white.

　　 Of course, such people are not in the majority. After all, they are professionally trained and brainwashed spies, not everyone has a heart.

　　 Even if they did, they had already handed it over to the demon who sent them. How could they surpass their mission if they were slightly moved.

　　 This is also the reason why many people choose to stand up and admit it, because Kumbana said, if you consciously admit it, I won't go deep into who your master is.

　　 Therefore, most of these people are ashamed, whistling, or begging for mercy.

　　 But they still know too little about the saint Cumbana.

　　 The glorious and mighty saint is just the saint in your mind, not the real me.

　　 The saint in your mind will not lie, but I will.

　　 The saints in your hearts will not turn back, but I will.

　　 "The ancestors of the saints!"

　　 The little girl who was filled with righteous indignation just now was let go by Kunlun and other elders' negligence.

　　 She was crying with rain, and she was choked with sobs. She hugged Kumbana's thigh tightly and resisted Kunlun and the others.

　　Kumbana raised his hand to signal Kunlun and the others that they don’t need to do this. He looked down at the crying breathless girl, and said, "You tell me."

　　 The little girl choked and said: "Holy, Saint Ancestor, I just made a mistake just now, please, don't kill my dad, please, please! Please..."

　　 For everyone, this is a little girl who doesn't want her father to lose her life. People can't help but want to lower themselves and give sympathy.

　　 For Kumbana, he has already seen through human nature ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and can see many possibilities in the future.

　　Today, if I am merciful, it will only make the future more painful.

　　 The spy who has never regretted is still staying among the Kun clan.

　　 A black hand who has not been punished, and has no scruples about impunity.

　　 Let this situation exist, then it will only be a matter of time before Kun's fall apart.

　　 More importantly, even if the people beside him are concealing ghosts, he talks about how to lead the world to a new era under the control of Bonnyville and Azik.

　　 Such righteousness and belief, Kumbana never wanted to face it, but he had to face it again.

The saint stroked the little girl's head and said, "Stupid boy, do you know now? The people you can meet are either fools or ill-intentioned. If you want to clear the world, you must clear the people beside you and pay for it with blood. Blood can let people see our fangs. Kun's should be self-strengthening, not because of me.

　　 If this makes you feel sad, I'm sorry.

　　 If you can't bear to watch, please close your eyes.

　　 Don't tell me who your father is, because that will affect my most sensible judgment. "

The little girl cried out and knelt on the ground at a loss, begging: "Saint ancestor, forgive dad, forgive him, I will help you beat him, he dare not fight back, he never dare to beat me, Please, please forgive him, please..."

　　Kumbana stroked her and said, "My lovely children, you make me kind, but I can't be soft."