The man who left also drank a lot of ink, but what's the use? When he left, he was still merciless to the extreme.

Because of this man, the rebel leader now has no good voice for all the scholars. In front of him, he is just a vent for no reason.

"Why don't you talk?" He asked again, looking straight at each other.

Clearly felt the rebel leader's aim, the man's eyes were at a loss.

He didn't understand whether he had done something wrong to the other side unintentionally or offended the other side inadvertently? The other side so deliberately targeted?

But although he thinks about it, he can't find any trace from his experience. In the end, he can only attribute everything to the other party's willful behavior.

Others looked at the farce like scenes in front of them, each silent, and did not dare to say a word more.

The atmosphere in the camp became more and more dignified. Everyone's heart was like a heavy stone, which could not be moved, and there was no way to ignore it.

I don't know how long later, the rebel leader sneered and turned to look at the others.

He intends to let go of each other from here, but he doesn't know how big waves his sneer stirred up in each other's heart.

Because of his Jinshi status, no matter where he was, he was highly respected. It was only because he had the idea of making contributions that he chose to betray his country and join the grass terrace group of rebel leaders.

They are not brave and resourceless warriors, but they have a natural respect for intellectuals. What's more, they also have a lot of Kung Fu and quietly integrate into these people, and have a high status.

After staying here for a long time, he gradually got used to each other's worship. It was because of this that he was suddenly sneered at without covering his face, which made him more and more unable to accept.

"Chief!" The man raised his head fiercely, his eyes flashed red, and asked in a low voice, "but what's wrong with me? Or where do I apologize to you? "

Rebel leader's eyes quickly across a touch of excitement, expression was forced down by him.

"Of course not," he said with a disapproval wave of his hand.

The red in that person's eyes is more and more obvious, and the green tendons on the back of the hand stand up one by one, pushing the skin up high.

"In that case, why is the leader insulted so much?" He asked word by word, not caring about the faint smell of blood in his mouth.

At the beginning, the rebel leader was waiting for such a sentence, but when he heard it, he didn't think it was meaningful.

Backhand touched his chin, he casually waved his hand, said, "how can you say so serious, you scholars, always like to say those meaningless words back and forth..."

Before he had finished speaking, the man could not listen any more. With a strong hand, he overturned the table in front of him.

His sudden anger startled everyone, and the quiet and dignified atmosphere was also ignited by him, which quickly ignited the flame.

The dissatisfaction in the hearts of those generals was lifted up a little bit, so, under such circumstances, they chose to look on coldly.

Watching all the changes on the rebel leader's face, watching the man's anger, silently thinking about whether he can get any benefits in this matter.

The world is bustling, all for profit, the world is bustling, all for profit, they began to pursue is not after the success of the high official wealth.

But they didn't expect that the great cause that made people tremble encountered difficulties at the beginning.

Under such circumstances, they have no way to see a more distant future, so they can only take care of the land in front of them and regard it as all they have.

The rebel leader stood where he was, and the expression on his face could no longer be maintained.

"What do you mean? If you want to revolt, you can't He raised his finger to the man's nose, gritting his teeth.

God knows, now he is just one of those rebellions, and how can he blame others!

That person also thought of this, the expression on the face is changing ceaselessly, can't help but sneer finally.

He plucked his slightly messy clothes and tried his best to keep the dignity that a scholar should have.

"Chief," after all this, he just coughed and said slowly, "we call you like this all the time, don't you forget who you are now?"

No one thought that he should be so bold and dare to say such a thing.

The onlookers looked at each other and took two steps back.

The irony in that person's eyes was even stronger when they were aware of their actions.

Yamano Murakami, no matter when there is no way to change their nature!

Until this time, he began to regret from the bottom of his heart. He regretted why he didn't take the bright road, but he just wanted to try his luck and take such a thorny and bumpy path.From the beginning, he should not believe the bewitching of the man in front of him. If he is really capable, how can he force away the counselors who sincerely help him? How can he be so headstrong that no one is allowed to speak.

However, it was no use for him to regret it.

Think of here, he can't help but sigh, eyes quickly across a little hardship.

But in the end, he was the one who made such a hard decision. He soon adjusted his mind and calmed down.

No matter what the result is, it's all his decision, and no one else can blame it.

With a slight shake of his head, he looked up at the man who seemed to swallow him up.

He turned a blind eye to the ferocity of his opponent's expression. He just looked into his opponent's eyes and said, "chief, don't you forget that you are just a thief in the imperial court's mouth."

"Now I understand what he thought when he left." Finish saying this last words, he also does not wait for other people to have what reaction, crisp turn to leave.

Although there is no way to return to the track of life, it is necessary to stop loss in time.

If he wanted to, there would be countless places where he could be at ease. Maybe at that time, he would meet another enlightened master and help each other to complete the great cause.

Thinking like this, the last persistence in his heart gradually disappeared.