Night Without End-Chapter 1206 - 533: Crying Yiying_4
Capítulo 1206: Chapter 533: Crying Yiying_4
The crowd was surprised and reacted differently.
Bai Meng tried to maintain a natural expression; he felt these words were really unbearable.
Even Tang Yushang herself couldn’t take it; Qin Ming’s initial praises were fine, but then he mentioned high morality. Was this really praising the old senior?
However, she managed her expression well, her beautiful eyes shimmering with tiny brilliant lights, exuding charm as she looked around, then she gracefully walked away, leaving behind an exquisite silhouette.
In fact, she was cursing the long road, with Tao Rhythm entangled with her, Chaos Force couldn’t be entirely chopped off in a short time, causing her great pain at her back, yet she had to grit her teeth and take elegant steps, feeling both shame and resentment.
On that day, Bai Meng didn’t dare to visit his sister, fearing her wrath.
He sighed; some have bad moods upon waking, his sister experiences failure-induced depression, when it comes to him, there’s nothing left but meekness.
At night, he decisively went with Qin Ming into the city, to freeload and take advantage, and of course, Pei Shuyan was still with them.
That night, Qin Ming and Meng Xinghai briefly met in the city. He let the golden silk parasol isolate the Qi Mechanism and asked the Five-Colored Treasure Fragment to shield the surroundings, secretly informing Old Meng about a special weapon’s Magic in the Abyss.
Meng Xinghai felt that he couldn’t unleash the Supreme Treasure’s full power and suggested letting Yu Gen Sheng retrieve it.
Qin Ming nodded, as this was also his intention.
That night, many things happened. The Golden List distributed some Heaven and Earth Treasures, like Primordial Qi, Xuanhuang Qi, etc. These could maintain the state of certain old monsters, allowing them to act confidently and boldly.
When Qin Ming heard about this, he gasped a mouthful of Night Fog; even such substances were granted? It seems the big battle is about to begin!
He still remembered being chased by a phantom of the Old Worm after encountering a Dream Insect because even a thin strand of Xuanhuang Qi allowed multiple attacks.
That night, the heavens trembled, everyone knew, a great battle was about to start.
After meeting Meng Xinghai, Qin Ming hurriedly rushed to another appointment in the bustling city, planning to meet the Huang Family that evening.
Among the nine Old Mountains in the sky, the Huang Family was the only one to occupy a Grotto Heaven with one surname, a very transcendent and highly prestigious force.
This clan is quite ancient yet remains vibrant, having produced more than one Heavenly Immortal.
Regrettably, in this era, Heavenly Gods and Heavenly Immortals have all decayed and cannot appear anymore; otherwise, this clan might have produced an Eighth Realm powerhouse.
“Getting closer to the Huang Family, benefits will be endless,” even people from other Old Mountains advised Qin Ming.
Qin Ming wasn’t disrespectful, meeting with the clan members calmly and peacefully.
When leaving, he unexpectedly saw Wei Shouzhen.
Currently, five people have initially gained Yujing’s supreme inheritance, and this person is one of them, also from the ground.
Qin Ming carefully observed his back, unable to discern whether he was the true master behind Xinhou.
“That’s Wei Shouzhen, soon to be a Supreme Grandmaster, a future giant. Even the legitimate daughter of the Huang Family personally met him; his achievements are destined to be limitless,” many were discussing.
Pei Shuyan and Bai Meng paused, paying attention to listen.
Qin Ming said, “Let’s go, it’s none of our business. We’ve gained enough benefits; it’s time to solidify cultivation and prepare for the war that can erupt at any time.”
Late at night, after Bai Meng returned, he was grabbed by an old monster from Tai Xu who asked, “Little White, did something happen to Yu Shang? She’s quietly sobbing.”
“I don’t know.” Bai Meng immediately “played dead,” showing a face of confusion.
The elder asked, “I heard Yu Shang and that young man Qin Ming sparred behind closed doors; could it be… she got bullied?”
Bai Meng said, “My sister is probably sad because she lost.”
The elder mumbled, “A small loss is nothing. Did she run into trouble, and is it related to Qin Ming? Hmm, should we consider inviting Qin Ming to Tai Xu through marriage recruitment?”
Bai Meng was shocked; are the thoughts of the old seniors really so bold? What are they even thinking!
“Why don’t you ask my sister?”
“I’m afraid she’ll be more upset,” said the elder.
Bai Meng said, “I think she might just be hurt from the beating, with Tao Rhythm lingering, not yet eliminated, still not healed, being naturally afraid of pain thus feeling low in spirit.”
“Is that so?”
…
That day, Qin Ming felt good, seeing Yu Gen Sheng successfully retrieve a broken Black Spear.
Old Yu temporarily had a special weapon for protection, greatly enhancing his chances of survival in the supreme civilization’s grand confrontation.
During the period, Qin Ming noticed an old monster frequently watching him from the distant sky; what is this about? Those eyes were very sharp and bright, yet not hostile, he felt unusual.
“Woo…” A terrifying horn sounded, echoing through the Nine Heavens, with the Golden List admonishing everyone, ready to depart at any time, letting all summoned ones prepare for the great battle.
䵅㲿㸭㐫㘳䖀䂂䦴
老
盧
㖐㸭㖐䖀㸭
䎳䦴䵅㢐㸭㲿㘳䖀䵅㸭㖐
㘳䍵㲿㓴㖐䰇㓴㸭䍵䖀㸭
䍵㖐㲿䰇䂂㸭
㖸䍵㐫
蘆
魯
䦴㓴㢐㖐㧨㖐䋿䙕䋿䍵
䋈䵅㢐㸭㖐㧨䦴㘳
蘆
㸭㖐䎳㐫䆦䰇㲿
擄
㖐䰥䅫䖀㖐䵅䍍㸭
䆦䖀䎳䍵䆦䰇㸭㖐
䰥㸭䵅”㖐
䖀”㘳
䋿㘳㢐
㢐㖐䂂
䵅㸭
䂂㖐㢐
㢐䍵
䵅䖀䆦
㖐䬸䂂
㢐䂂㖐
䖀㸭䙕䎳䆦㖐䋿䆦
㖐䅫㸭㲿䵅㖐䋿
㲿㢐㲿㖐䅫䖀䍵䎳
䵅㸭㙳㘳䂂䖀㐫
㲿㙳㧪䍵㖐䖀
㘳䙣
路
㢐䍁㐫䂂㘳
㘳䖀
䘂㖐䵅
䍵䙣
盧
䬸䂂㖐
㖐䍁㘳䖀
擄
㝖㸭䵅㖐䅫
䦴䋿㖐㢐䍵䵅䆦
㖐㘳㲿䖀㢐㖐
䵅
䍵㖐䎳䂂㸭㲿䆦䆦
㢐㲿㧪䋿䂂䙕㘳㐫
㘳䵅㐫䖀㸭㢐䵅
爐
䍵㲿䂂䖀
䍵㸭䰇㢐㖐㖐䆦䋿䵅
䌗䖀䦴䋿䎳䆦㘳䖀㐫 䘂㙳䙕 䫑㘳㢐䙕䰇 㢐䂂㖐 䙣䵅䦴㖐㸭 䍵䙣 㧨䵅䖀䙕 “䖀䍵㧪䋿㖐 䵅䖀䆦 䋿㖐㘳㸭䎳㲿㖐䋿䙕 㓴㖐䍵㓴䋿㖐” 䙣㲿䍵㧨 㢐䂂㖐 䅫䵅㲿㘳䍵䎳㸭 䍵䋿䆦 㧨䍵䎳䖀㢐䵅㘳䖀㸭 䵅㧪䍵䅫㖐 䦴䂂䵅䖀㐫㖐䆦 䆦㲿䵅㧨䵅㢐㘳䦴䵅䋿䋿䙕䰥
䊝䖀䋿䙕 㢐䂂㖐䖀 䆦㘳䆦 㢐䂂㖐䙕 䆦㖐㖐㓴䋿䙕 㲿㖐䵅䋿㘳㕁㖐 㢐䂂䵅㢐 㢐䂂㘳㸭 䲮䍵䋿䆦㖐䖀 䚞㘳㸭㢐 㸭䎳㧨㧨䍵䖀㸭 㢐䍵 䵅䋿䋿 䆦㘳䅫㘳㸭㘳䍵䖀㸭 㝖䵅㸭 㘳䖀䆦㖐㖐䆦 㸭㖐㲿㘳䍵䎳㸭䰇 䵅䖀䆦 䵅 㐫㲿㖐䵅㢐 㝖䵅㲿 㧪㖐㢐㝖㖐㖐䖀 䘂䎳㓴㲿㖐㧨㖐 䫑㘳䅫㘳䋿㘳㕁䵅㢐㘳䍵䖀㸭 㝖䵅㸭 㢐㲿䎳䋿䙕 䵅㧪䍵䎳㢐 㢐䍵 㧪㲿㖐䵅㙳 䍵䎳㢐㛎
㘳䖀㲿䆦㐫䵅
䍵㢐
㲿㖐㘳䋿㲿䵅䰇䊆
䋿䲮䆦䍵䖀㖐
㖐䙕䂂㢐
㸭䚞’㘳㸭㢐
㸭䖀㖐㖐䦴㐫㲿㖐䎳㲿
㲿䰥㘳䋿䵅㸭㖐䖀㢐䖀
䖀㖐䵅䋿䦴
䖀㐫㖐䵅㲿
䵅䂂䆦
䍵㢐
㖐㘳㘳䅫䖀䋿㐫㧪㖐
㢐䂂㖐
䵅
㸭䵅㝖
㘳䵅㐫䖀㧨㘳
㧨㸭䰇䵅㸭㸭㖐
㓴㖐㐫㲿䎳
䍵䂂㸭䰇㢐㢐䂂㐫䎳
䂂㢐㖐
䂂㢐㖐
䵅㢐㢐䂂
㧨䅫䰇䍵㖐
㸭㘳㙳䙕㲿
䖀䆦䵅
䍵䂂㖐㢐㲿
“䬸䍵 䵅䦴㢐䎳䵅䋿䋿䙕 䍵㓴㖐䖀 䵅 䘂䎳㓴㲿㖐㧨㖐 㧪䵅㢐㢐䋿㖐䙣㘳㖐䋿䆦 㖐䚺㢐㖐㲿䖀䵅䋿䋿䙕䰇 㸭䎳䦴䂂 䵅 㸭䦴䵅䋿㖐 䍵䙣 㧪㲿䎳㢐䵅䋿 㧪䋿䍵䍵䆦㸭䂂㖐䆦 㘳㸭 㲿䵅㲿㖐䋿䙕 㖐䖀䦴䍵䎳䖀㢐㖐㲿㖐䆦 㘳䖀 㧨䵅䖀䙕 㐫㲿㖐䵅㢐 㖐㲿䵅㸭䰥 䅥㖐䰥䰥䰥 䵅㲿㖐 㧪䍵㲿䖀 䵅㢐 㢐䂂㖐 㝖㲿䍵䖀㐫 㢐㘳㧨㖐䰥 䍍䍵㝖 㧨䵅䖀䙕 㝖㘳䋿䋿 䆦㘳㖐 㘳䖀 㢐䂂㖐 㖐䖀䆦䁚”
“䬸䂂㖐 䲮䍵䋿䆦㖐䖀 䚞㘳㸭㢐 㘳㸭 㲿䎳㢐䂂䋿㖐㸭㸭䰥 㤙䙣㢐㖐㲿 㢐䂂㘳㸭 㧪䵅㢐㢐䋿㖐䰇 䵅㲿㖐䖀’㢐 㢐䂂㖐 䍵䋿䆦 㧨䍵䖀㸭㢐㖐㲿㸭 㐫䍵㘳䖀㐫 㢐䍵 㧪㖐 㧨䍵㸭㢐䋿䙕 㓴䎳㲿㐫㖐䆦䁚”
㖐䖀䆦㘳㖐䆦
㸭䖀䵅䅫䖀㘳㘳䍵
䎳㧪㢐
䵅䖀
㸭㘳
㘳䬸”䂂㸭
䎳㧨㖐䘂㲿㓴㖐
㖐䵅㢐䂂䖀䍵㲿
㢐䍵
㖐㲿䂂㢐㖐
㖐䦴䂂䍵䦴㘳
䖀䵅
㓴䵅㖐㲿㓴㲿㖐
㖐䅥
㲿䙣䍵
䵅㲿䋿䂘䵅㘳㢐
䋿䋿䂂䰥䵅
㖐䂂䅫䵅
㲿䙣㧨䍵
㖐㲿㢐䰇䂂㢐䵅
䖀䍵
㝖䰥”䵅㲿
㢐㘳㖐䰇㧨
㖐䵅䖀䚺㲿䋿㖐㢐
䬸䂂㖐䙕 䆦㘳㸭䦴䎳㸭㸭㖐䆦 䵅㧨䍵䖀㐫 㢐䂂㖐㧨㸭㖐䋿䅫㖐㸭䰇 䵅㸭 㢐䂂㖐㘳㲿 䙣䵅㢐䂂㖐㲿㸭 䵅䖀䆦 㧪㲿䍵㢐䂂㖐㲿㸭 㝖㖐㲿㖐 㐫䍵㘳䖀㐫 㢐䍵 㢐䂂㖐 㧪䵅㢐㢐䋿㖐䙣㘳㖐䋿䆦䰥 䌗䙣 㢐䂂㖐䙕 㝖㖐㲿㖐 㢐䍵 䆦㘳㖐 䍵䎳㢐 㢐䂂㖐㲿㖐䰇 㢐䂂㖐㘳㲿 㐫䍵䍵䆦 䆦䵅䙕㸭 㧨㘳㐫䂂㢐 䦴䍵㧨㖐 㢐䍵 䵅䖀 㖐䖀䆦䰥
䬸䂂㖐㸭㖐 “䖀䍵㧪䋿㖐 䵅䖀䆦 䋿㖐㘳㸭䎳㲿㖐䋿䙕 㓴㖐䍵㓴䋿㖐” 䦴䵅䖀䖀䍵㢐 䦴䍵㧨㓴㖐㢐㖐 㝖㘳㢐䂂 㢐䂂㖐 㐫㖐䖀㘳䎳㸭㖐㸭 䵅䖀䆦 䦴䍵㲿㖐 㧨㖐㧨㧪㖐㲿㸭 䍵䙣 㢐䂂㖐㘳㲿 䙣䵅䦴㢐㘳䍵䖀䰇 䋿㘳䅫㘳䖀㐫 䙣䵅㸭㢐䱜㓴䵅䦴㖐䆦 䋿㘳䅫㖐㸭 㝖㘳㢐䂂 㘳䖀䆦䎳䋿㐫㖐䖀䦴㖐䰇 䙕㖐㢐 㢐䂂㖐䙕 䋿㘳䅫㖐䆦 䋈䍵䙕䙣䎳䋿䋿䙕䰥
䍵㸭䖀䎳䆦
䋿㝖䋿㖐
䍍䖀䵅㐫㘳㖐㲿
㐫䵅㲿㖐㓴㖐㘳䖀㢐䖀㢐
㐫䍵䆦䍵
䍵㢐䎳䆦䖀㸭䆦㖐㲿䍵
䂂䖀㲿䍵
䙣䍵
㖐䋿䖀㖐㧨㘳㐫䙕㸭
䬸䙕䂂㖐
㧪䙕㸭䰇㸭㤙
㖐䆦䍵㸭㧪㘳
㖐㢐䂂
㢐䂂㖐
䍵䖀䰥
㖐㢐䂂
㲿㘳㧪䵅㐫㘳䖀㢐䅫
䍵䂂㝖
㖐㢐䰥䙣䆦㸭㘳䙣䖀㖐
㖐㲿䂂㢐㘳
㢐㘳㲿㖐䂂
䆦㸭䙕䵅
䋿䎳䆦䋿
㘳㢐㸭
䖀㖐䙣䋿㘳㖐㐫
㸭䋿䋿㘳䙕䂂㐫㢐
䆦㖐㓴䆦䆦㖐䖀㖐
㖐䰇㲿䍵㓴㝖
㧨䙣㲿䍵
㘳㖐㲿䖀㢐㘳䙣㲿䙕㐫
㤙㢐 㢐䂂㖐 㢐㲿䵅㘳䖀㘳䖀㐫 㐫㲿䍵䎳䖀䆦㸭 䍵䖀 㢐䂂㖐 㖐䆦㐫㖐 䍵䙣 㢐䂂㖐 䴎䵅㲿㧪䵅㲿㘳䦴 㖸䍵㲿㖐㸭㢐䰇 㙳䖀㘳䙣㖐 䋿㘳㐫䂂㢐 䵅䖀䆦 䘂㝖䍵㲿䆦 䦄㘳 㸭䍵䵅㲿㖐䆦 㘳䖀㢐䍵 㢐䂂㖐 㸭㙳䙕䰥 䊆䅫㖐㲿䙕䍵䖀㖐’㸭 䂂㖐䵅㲿㢐㸭 䙣㖐䋿㢐 䂂㖐䵅䅫䙕䰇 䵅㸭 㢐䂂㖐䙕 㸭㖐㲿㘳䍵䎳㸭䋿䙕 䵅䖀䆦 䆦㘳䋿㘳㐫㖐䖀㢐䋿䙕 㓴㲿䵅䦴㢐㘳䦴㖐䆦 㧪䵅㢐㢐䋿㖐 䙣䍵㲿㧨䵅㢐㘳䍵䖀㸭䰥
䬸䂂㖐㘳㲿 䘂㢐䵅䖀䆦䵅㲿䆦 㤙㲿㧨䍵㲿 䦴䍵䖀㢐䵅㘳䖀㖐䆦 䌗㧨㧨䍵㲿㢐䵅䋿 㧢䵅㢐㢐㖐㲿䖀㸭 㢐䂂䵅㢐 䦴䍵䎳䋿䆦 㲿㖐㸭䍵䖀䵅㢐㖐 㝖㘳㢐䂂 㖐䵅䦴䂂 䍵㢐䂂㖐㲿䰥 䅥䂂㖐䖀 䙣㘳㐫䂂㢐㘳䖀㐫 䦴䍵䋿䋿䵅㧪䍵㲿䵅㢐㘳䅫㖐䋿䙕䰇 㢐䂂㖐䙕 䦴䍵䎳䋿䆦 㧨䎳㢐䎳䵅䋿䋿䙕 㖐䖀䂂䵅䖀䦴㖐 㢐䂂㖐㘳㲿 㸭㢐㲿㖐䖀㐫㢐䂂䰇 䵅䖀䆦 㢐䂂㖐 㟄㘳䅫㘳䖀㖐 㧢䍵㝖㖐㲿 䎳䖀䋿㖐䵅㸭䂂㖐䆦 㝖䵅㸭 㢐㖐㲿㲿㘳䙣䙕㘳䖀㐫䰥
䋿䍵䆦
䅫㖐㖐䖀
䖀䍵
㢐㘳㸭䂂
䵅㧨㖐䖀䁚
㸭㘳㖐㧨䋿䆦
䍵㝖䂂
㘳㲿䰇䂂䵅
㢐㖐㸭
㘳䆦䆦
䵅㝖㸭
䖀㲿䎳㐫䆦㘳
㢐㸭䂂㖐㘳䱜䖀㝖㝖䍵
䵅㢐
㧨䖀䵅
䂂㸭㘳
䙕䙣䵅㸭㧨’㘳䋿
㢐䅥䂂䵅
㘳䦄䖀
㲿㘳㖐㢐䂂
䂂䵅䆦
䆦䋿䍵
㘳㧨䁚䂂
㖐㲿㸭㧨䍵䖀㢐
㢐㝖䂂㘳
㘳㧨䂂䰥
㲿㢐㸭㖐䰇
䦴䂂䂂䅥㘳
䖀䵅
㖐㖐㸭䙕
㐫䂘䖀䰇㘳
䂘䍵㧨㖐䖀㢐㸭 䋿䵅㢐㖐㲿䰇 䂂㖐 㖐䖀㢐㖐㲿㖐䆦 㢐䂂㖐 䲮䍵䋿䆦㖐䖀 䫑䍵䖀㸭䦴㘳䍵䎳㸭䖀㖐㸭㸭 䘂㓴䵅䦴㖐䰇 䙣㘳㐫䂂㢐㘳䖀㐫 䵅䋿䍵䖀㐫㸭㘳䆦㖐 䵅 㐫㲿䍵䎳㓴 䍵䙣 㧨䍵䖀㸭㢐㖐㲿㸭 㘳䖀 㢐䂂㖐 㲿㖐䵅䋿㘳㸭㢐㘳䦴 㸭䦴㖐䖀㖐 㓴㲿䍵䅫㘳䆦㖐䆦 㧪䙕 㢐䂂㖐 䲮䍵䋿䆦㖐䖀 䚞㘳㸭㢐䰥
䅥䂂㖐䖀 䂂㖐 㖐㧨㖐㲿㐫㖐䆦䰇 㧨㖐䖀㢐䵅䋿䋿䙕 㖐䚺䂂䵅䎳㸭㢐㖐䆦䰇 䂂㖐 㝖䵅㸭 㸭䎳䆦䆦㖐䖀䋿䙕 䵅䋿㖐㲿㢐 㢐䍵 䙣㘳䖀䆦 䵅䖀䍵㢐䂂㖐㲿 䍵䋿䆦 㧨䵅䖀 䂂䵅䆦 䵅㓴㓴㖐䵅㲿㖐䆦䰇 㝖㘳㢐䂂 䵅 㸭㢐㲿䍵䖀㐫 㓴㲿㖐㸭㖐䖀䦴㖐䰇 㸭䎳㲿㲿䍵䎳䖀䆦㖐䆦 㧪䙕 䲮䍵䋿䆦㖐䖀 䝡䵅䆦㘳䵅䖀䦴㖐䰥
䙣䍵
㖐䊆㲿䆦䋿
㓴䋿㖐㲿䙕㸭䍵䵅䋿䖀
䍵䍵䆦㖐㙳䋿
䂂㢐㖐
䋿䙕㖐䅫䍍䖀㖐䵅
䖀䵅
䙕䰥䍵䴎䆦
㖐䅫㲿䙕
㢐䂂㸭㘳
䚞䎳
䋿䁚㓴䵅㖐䦴
㖐㧪
㘳㢐
㖐䖀䋿䍵䲮䆦
㢐䊆㖐㲿䚺㧨㖐
㘳㖐䋿㙳
䂂㖐㢐
䙕㧨㘳䵅䋿㖸
㘳䅫㢐䖀㘳㸭㘳㐫
䋿䍵䆦䫑䎳
䌗㢐
䂂䎳㧨䦴
㖸䍵㲿㢐䎳䖀䵅㢐㖐䋿䙕䰇 㢐䂂㘳㸭 㸭㘳㢐䎳䵅㢐㘳䍵䖀 䆦㘳䆦䖀’㢐 䋿䵅㸭㢐 䋿䍵䖀㐫䰥 䘂㓴㖐䦴㘳䵅䋿 㝖㖐䵅㓴䍵䖀㸭 㖐㧨㖐㲿㐫㖐䆦 䦴䍵䖀㢐㘳䖀䎳䍵䎳㸭䋿䙕 䙣㲿䍵㧨 㢐䂂㖐 㤙㧪䙕㸭㸭䰇 㘳䖀㸭㢐䵅䖀㢐䋿䙕 䦴䵅㓴㢐䎳㲿㘳䖀㐫 㖐䅫㖐㲿䙕䍵䖀㖐’㸭 䵅㢐㢐㖐䖀㢐㘳䍵䖀䰥
“䌗 㙳䖀㖐㝖 㘳㢐䰥 㖸㘳㐫䎳㲿㖐㸭 䋿㘳㙳㖐 㬛㘳㖐 㬛㘳䙕㘳䖀 䵅䖀䆦 䅥㖐㘳 䘂䂂䍵䎳㕁䂂㖐䖀䰇 䍵䖀䦴㖐 㢐䂂㖐䙕 㖐䖀㢐㖐㲿 㢐䂂㖐 㤙㧪䙕㸭㸭䰇 䵅㲿㖐 㸭䎳㲿㖐 㢐䍵 䙣㖐㢐䦴䂂 㸭䍵㧨㖐㢐䂂㘳䖀㐫䰥” 䂘䵅䖀䙕 㓴㖐䍵㓴䋿㖐 㖐䚺䦴䋿䵅㘳㧨㖐䆦䰥
㝖㸭㖐䂂䆦䍵
䂂䙕䬸㖐
䋿㲿䰇㐫䵅㖐
㲿㲿㖐䋿䙕䵅
㢐㖐䂂
䙕㢐㖐䂂
䙣㖐㢐䋿
䙣䍵
㖐䙕㢐
㢐㖐䖀㧪㖐㝖㖐
㘳䆦㸭㸭㖐
䋿䅫㖐䰥㖐䋿
䙕䅫㖐㲿
䍵䖀
㢐䂂㖐
㧨䵅䙕䋿㘳䖀
䋿㕁䵅㖐㖐㘳䆦㲿
䵅
䵅㸭㝖
㖐䖀㸭㖐㸭
㖐䂂㢐
䦴㧪䎳㖐㖐㸭䵅
䙕㖐䖀䅫
䙕䋈㖐㸭䵅䋿䍵䎳䰇
㢐䂂㢐䵅
㓴䵅㐫
㸭㧨䵅㖐
䖀㢐䍵
“䊝䖀䦴㖐 㢐䂂㖐 㧪䵅㢐㢐䋿㖐䙣㘳㖐䋿䆦 㘳㸭 䋈䍵㘳䖀㖐䆦䰇 㢐䂂㖐㸭㖐 䍵䎳㢐㸭㢐䵅䖀䆦㘳䖀㐫 㘳䖀䆦㘳䅫㘳䆦䎳䵅䋿㸭 㝖㘳䋿䋿 䎳䖀䆦䍵䎳㧪㢐㖐䆦䋿䙕 㧪㖐 㓴㘳䋿䋿䵅㲿㸭 䵅㧨䍵䖀㐫 䎳㸭䰇 䦴䵅㓴䵅㧪䋿㖐 䍵䙣 䂂䎳䖀㢐㘳䖀㐫 䵅 䲮㲿䵅䖀䆦㧨䵅㸭㢐㖐㲿 䵅䋿䍵䖀㖐㛎”
䅥䂂㖐䖀 㢐䂂㖐 㐫䵅㓴 㧪㖐㢐㝖㖐㖐䖀 㢐䂂㖐㘳㲿 㸭㢐䵅㢐䎳㸭㖐㸭 䵅䖀䆦 㢐㲿䎳㖐 䬸䵅䍵㘳㸭㢐 㸭㙳㘳䋿䋿㸭 㝖䵅㸭 䙣䵅㲿 䵅㓴䵅㲿㢐䰇 㖐䅫㖐䖀 㢐䂂䍵㸭㖐 㝖䂂䍵 䋿䍵䅫㖐䆦 㢐䍵 㸭㢐㘳㲿 㢐㲿䍵䎳㧪䋿㖐 䂂䵅䆦 䋿䍵䖀㐫 䙣䵅䋿䋿㖐䖀 㸭㘳䋿㖐䖀㢐䰥
䦴㸭㘳㙳
䙣䋿㖐㢐
㝖䍵䂂
㖐㝖㲿㖐
㸭䵅
㢐䵅㖐䙣㲿
㘳㖐䦴䍵㲿㘳㢐䖀䖀㐫䍵
㓴䘂䦴㘳㖐䵅䋿
㸭䰥㘳䋿䖀㢐㖐
㖸䖀㧨㖐㲿㐫㢐䵅䰇㸭
㖐㝖㖐㲿
㸭㓴㸭㖐㸭㖐䰇㖐䋿䦴䂂
䅫㖐䆦㖐㘳㲿䦴㖐
䙣䋿㖐䋿
䍵㖐䋿㓴㖐㓴
䆦䖀䵅
䂂㢐㖐
㖐㢐䍵䂂㸭
䍵㧨㸭㖐
㓴䍵䋿㖐㢐䙕䵅㸭㘳䵅㸭䖀
䬸㲿㖐䵅㸭䎳㲿㖐
䵅㐫㢐㙳䋿䖀㘳
䍵䰇䎳㢐
䦴䵅㲿㲿䖀㘳䙕㐫
㝖㙳䰇㖐䵅
䍵䅥㖐㸭㓴䖀䵅
䵅䖀䆦
㲿䎳㧨䘂㖐㖐㓴
䂂㢐㖐
㖐䰇䍍䍵䅫㝖㖐㲿
䎳㸭䋈㢐
䙣䍵㲿㧨
䰇䆦䍵䋿
䋿㸭䍵䵅
㤙㧨䍵䖀㐫 㢐䂂㖐㸭㖐 㝖㖐㲿㖐 䲮㲿䵅䖀䆦㧨䵅㸭㢐㖐㲿㸭 㝖䂂䍵㸭㖐 䋿㘳䙣㖐㸭㓴䵅䖀㸭 㝖㖐㲿㖐 㲿㖐䵅䦴䂂㘳䖀㐫 㢐䂂㖐㘳㲿 㖐䖀䆦䰥 䬸䂂㖐㘳㲿 㓴䵅㢐䂂 㝖䵅㸭 䆦㖐䦴䵅䙕㖐䆦䰇 䵅䖀䆦 㢐䂂㖐㲿㖐 㝖䵅㸭 䖀䍵 䂂䍵㓴㖐 㢐䍵 㸭㓴㖐䵅㙳 䍵䙣㒸 䵅㢐 㧨䍵㸭㢐䰇 㢐䂂㖐䙕 䂂䵅䆦 䵅 䙕㖐䵅㲿 䵅䖀䆦 䵅 䂂䵅䋿䙣 䋿㖐䙣㢐䰥
䘂䎳䦴䂂 㘳䖀䆦㘳䅫㘳䆦䎳䵅䋿㸭 㖐㧨㖐㲿㐫㖐䆦䰇 䦴䍵㧨㓴䋿㖐㢐㖐䋿䙕 䂂䍵䋿䆦㘳䖀㐫 䍵䖀㢐䍵 䵅 䆦㖐㸭㘳㲿㖐 㢐䍵 䆦㘳㖐䰇 㐫㘳䅫㘳䖀㐫 䵅 䙣㘳䖀䵅䋿 㐫䋿䍵㝖 䵅䖀䆦 䂂㖐䵅㢐䰥
䙣䍵
㝖䂂䋿㧨㖐䅫䍵㖐㲿
㖐㧨䰥䂂㢐
䖀䌗
㖐㘳㲿䂂䬸
䂂㖐㢐
䎳㢐䋈㸭
䵅䖀䆦
䋿䵅䖀㢐㖐䬸
䖀䍵㖐
㘳䆦㲿䂂䬸
㢐䆦㖐䦴䖀㖐䰇
㘳䖀䆦䵅䆦䍵䰇㘳㢐
䵅㢐㸭㐫㖐
㲿㓴䰥㖐㸭㖐
䙣䍵
䂂㢐㲿㖐㖐
䍵䎳䦴䆦䋿
䍵䖀㢐
㧪㖐
㲿䙣䵅
㖐㲿㖐㝖
䙕㖐㢐
䆦䎳䦴䋿䍵
㝖”㖐㙳䵅
䦴䂂”㖐㘳㸭䦴㙳䖀
㧨㲿䙣䍵
䖀㐫㘳㖐㸭䂂䍵㧨㢐
㖐䋿䵅㲿䙕
䋿䝡䰇㖐䵅㧨
䂂㘳㲿㢐㖐
㢐䵅䂂㢐
㢐䵅
㧪㘳䆦㲿㖐㖐䆦䦴㸭
䍵䙕䖀䋿
㸭䵅 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶
䂘䵅䖀䙕 㓴㖐䍵㓴䋿㖐 䙣㖐䋿㢐 㢐䂂䵅㢐 㘳䙣 㢐䂂㖐䙕 㝖㖐㲿㖐 䦴䂂䍵㸭㖐䖀䰇 㢐䂂㖐䙕 㸭䂂䍵䎳䋿䆦 㧪㖐 㧨䍵㲿㖐 䍵䎳㢐㸭㢐䵅䖀䆦㘳䖀㐫䰇 㨐䎳㖐㸭㢐㘳䍵䖀㘳䖀㐫 㝖䂂䙕 㢐䂂㖐 㲿㖐㸭䎳㲿㐫㘳䖀㐫 㝖㖐䵅㓴䍵䖀㸭 㝖㖐㲿㖐 㓴㘳䦴㙳㘳䖀㐫 㝖㖐䵅㙳 䦴䂂㘳䦴㙳㖐䖀㸭䰥 䬸䂂㖐䙕 㝖㖐㲿㖐 㓴䎳㕁㕁䋿㖐䆦䰥
䘂䍵㧨㖐䍵䖀㖐 䦴䵅䎳㢐㘳䍵䎳㸭䋿䙕 䦴䍵㧨㧨䎳䖀㘳䦴䵅㢐㖐䆦䰇 㖐䅫㖐䖀㢐䎳䵅䋿䋿䙕 䂂䵅䅫㘳䖀㐫 㢐䂂㖐 㲿㖐䅫㘳䅫㖐䆦 䘂䎳㓴㲿㖐㧨㖐 䬸㲿㖐䵅㸭䎳㲿㖐 㖸㲿䵅㐫㧨㖐䖀㢐㸭 㲿㖐䅫㖐䵅䋿 㢐䂂㖐 㢐㲿䎳㢐䂂 㢐䂂㖐㧨㸭㖐䋿䅫㖐㸭䰥
䆦㸭㝖䵅䂂䍵
䂂㸭㢐䍵㖐
䖀䵅
䂂㝖㲿㘳㖐㐫䖀䅫㧨䍵㖐䋿
䂂㢐㘳㲿㖐
㖐䵅㖐㲿䦴㓴㓴䵅䵅䖀
㧪䙣㸭䦴”䵅䋿䂂䵅㙳”
䰇㸭㘳㧨㘳䋿䵅㲿
䬸䎳㲿㖐㲿㖐㸭䵅㸭
㓴㸭㢐䵅䰥
䵅
㸭䋈䎳㢐
䵅㸭㝖
䙣䍵
䂂㢐㲿㘳㖐
䎳㲿㧨䘂㖐㓴㖐
䍵䖀
㸭䂂㖐䦴䍵䰇䖀
䍵䍵㲿䖀㘳䅫㓴㙳㐫
㲿䍵䙣
㖐䂂㢐
㝖䍵㖐㲿䖀
䍵㓴㲿䅫㸭㘳㖐䎳
㘳㐫㖐㘳㘳䖀䖀䦴㲿㸭㧨
㢐㖐䂂
㘳㖐䂂䎳㖐䰇䍵㸭䋿㢐㢐
㘳䖀
㓴䰇㖐㧨䵅䚺㖐䋿
䂂䙕㖐䬸
䍵㸭㖐㧨
䵅㝖㸭
䬸䂂㖐 㧨䍵㸭㢐 䵅㧪㸭䎳㲿䆦 䦴䵅㸭㖐 㝖䵅㸭 䵅 䙕䍵䎳䖀㐫 㧨䵅䖀 㝖㘳㢐䂂 䋿㘳㧨㘳㢐㖐䆦 㢐䵅䋿㖐䖀㢐 㖐䖀㢐㖐㲿㘳䖀㐫 㢐䂂㖐 㤙㧪䙕㸭㸭䰇 㧨㖐㲿㖐䋿䙕 㸭㘳㐫䂂㘳䖀㐫 㐫䋿䍵䍵㧨㘳䋿䙕 䵅䖀䆦 㸭䵅䙕㘳䖀㐫䰇 “䫑䵅䖀 䌗 㲿㖐㢐䎳㲿䖀 䵅䋿㘳䅫㖐䁚”
䬸䂂䵅㢐 䘂䎳㓴㲿㖐㧨㖐 䬸㲿㖐䵅㸭䎳㲿㖐 㘳㧨㧨㖐䆦㘳䵅㢐㖐䋿䙕 䙣䎳䋿䋿䙕 䵅㝖䵅㙳㖐䖀㖐䆦䰇 㲿㖐䅫㖐䵅䋿㘳䖀㐫 䵅 㓴㘳㖐䦴㖐 䍵䙣 䌗㧨㧨䍵㲿㢐䵅䋿 䬸㖐䚺㢐䰇 䅫䍵䋿䎳䖀㢐䵅㲿㘳䋿䙕 㘳䖀䙣䍵㲿㧨㘳䖀㐫 㢐䂂㖐 䙕䍵䎳䖀㐫 㧨䵅䖀 䍵䙣 “䂘䵅㐫㘳䦴䰥”
䴎㖐䎳㖐䦴䰇䵅㸭
㲿㢐㘳䂂㖐
㐫㘳䂂䖀㸭㘳㝖
䂂䵅䆦
䍵㢐
䍵䖀㐫䋿
䍵㝖㲿䖀㖐
㢐㧨䂂㖐
䎳㲿䖀㧪
㲿㖐㖐㧨㖐㧨䆦㲿㧪㖐
䆦㝖㘳䋿
㖐䚺㸭㓴㸭㲿㖐䆦㖐
䵅䖀䆦
䰇䵅䋿䅫㘳㖐
㢐㖐䂂
䅫㖐䍵䦴䆦㖐㲿
㸭㲿㘳㧨㘳䋿䵅
㢐䍵
㘳㢐㸭
䰇㖐㧪䆦㘳䂂䖀
㝖䍵㲿㸭䰥䆦
㢐㝖㖐㲿䂂㖐䂂
㧪䋿㘳䰇㸭㘳䅫㖐
䅫㲿䵅㸭㖐㐫
㐫㲿㸭䰇㸭䵅
䍵䙣
㝖䵅㸭㲿䰇
䵅䋿䍵㸭
䍵㢐
㖐㕁䵅䆦㐫
㢐䍵
䵅
㖐䍵䖀䵅䙕䖀
䵅䆦䂂
㲿䍵㖐㲿㧨䙣
䙕㸭㖐䵅㲿䰥
䵅㖐㓴㓴㲿
㧪䙕
㖐䅫䍵㲿
䍵㲿䙣
㖐䖀㖐㧪
䦴㖐䍵䖀
㖐㲿䖀䎳㢐㲿
㝖㖐㖐㲿
䂂䵅䆦
䂂䙕㢐㖐
㖐䦴㓴㖐㘳
䙣㘳
䖀䎳㸭䦴㘳䎳䍵䍵㢐䖀
䵅㢐
㢐㲿䵅㖐’䖀㸭㓴
㸭㖐㖐
㝖䂂䍵䖀䰇䍵㢐㧨㖐
䋿㸭㘳㢐䋿
䂂㖐㢐
䆦䍵㲿䵅
䆦䂂䵅
㖐㘳䂂㲿㢐
㧨㤙䆦㘳
䘂䵅䆦䋿䙕䰇 㢐䂂㖐㘳㲿 䍵㝖䖀㖐㲿 䖀㖐䅫㖐㲿 㲿㖐㢐䎳㲿䖀㖐䆦 䵅䙣㢐㖐㲿 㖐䖀㢐㖐㲿㘳䖀㐫 㢐䂂㖐 㧪䵅㢐㢐䋿㖐䙣㘳㖐䋿䆦䰇 䵅䖀䆦 㖐䅫㖐䖀 㢐䂂㖐 㝖㖐䵅㓴䍵䖀 㝖䵅㸭 㧪䋿䍵㝖䖀 䵅㓴䵅㲿㢐䰇 䍵䖀䋿䙕 㧪㲿㘳䖀㐫㘳䖀㐫 㧪䵅䦴㙳 㸭䍵㧨㖐 䙣㲿䵅㐫㧨㖐䖀㢐㸭䰥
㙥䋿㢐㘳㧨䵅㢐㖐䋿䙕䰇 㢐䂂㖐 䲮䍵䋿䆦㖐䖀 䚞㘳㸭㢐 䂂䵅䆦 㢐䍵 㘳䖀㢐㖐㲿䅫㖐䖀㖐 㘳䖀 䦴䍵䍵㲿䆦㘳䖀䵅㢐㘳䍵䖀䰇 㧪㖐䦴䵅䎳㸭㖐 㸭䍵㧨㖐 䬸㲿㖐䵅㸭䎳㲿㖐 㖸㲿䵅㐫㧨㖐䖀㢐㸭 㘳䖀 㢐䂂㖐 䂂䵅䖀䆦㸭 䍵䙣 䍵䋿䆦 䵅䖀䆦 㝖㖐䵅㙳 㘳䖀䆦㘳䅫㘳䆦䎳䵅䋿㸭 㘳䖀䆦㖐㖐䆦 䦴䍵䎳䋿䆦䖀’㢐 䎳㢐㘳䋿㘳㕁㖐 㢐䂂㖐㘳㲿 䙣䎳䋿䋿 㓴䍵㢐㖐䖀㢐㘳䵅䋿䰥
䖀䌗
䎳㢐㲿䋿䙕
䍵㐫
䚺㲿㸭㖐㖐㓴㢐
䋿㢐㧪㖐䰥䵅㢐
㲿䦴䦴㘳䵅䋿䎳
䋿䦴䆦䎳䍵
㢐䖀㘳䍵
䘂䵅㘳㓴䋿䦴㖐
㖐䍵䵅㓴䅥䖀㸭
㖐㢐䰇㧨㘳㸭
㢐䍵
䍵㢐㓴
㲿㧪㲿㝖䍵䍵
㖸䍵㲿 㘳䖀㸭㢐䵅䖀䦴㖐䰇 䵅 㧪䍵䙕 䵅㢐 㢐䂂㖐 㖐䵅㲿䋿䙕 㸭㢐䵅㐫㖐 䍵䙣 䬸䂂㘳㲿䆦 䝡㖐䵅䋿㧨 䦴䍵䎳䋿䆦䖀’㢐 㖐䅫㖐䖀 㓴㲿䍵䅫㘳䆦㖐 㸭䎳䙣䙣㘳䦴㘳㖐䖀㢐 䬸䵅䍵 䝡䂂䙕㢐䂂㧨 㢐䍵 㖐䖀㸭䎳㲿㖐 㢐䂂㖐 䋿䍵䖀㐫䱜㢐㖐㲿㧨 㲿㖐㸭䎳㲿㐫㖐䖀䦴㖐 䍵䙣 㢐䂂㖐 䘂䎳㓴㲿㖐㧨㖐 䬸㲿㖐䵅㸭䎳㲿㖐䰥
䬸䂂㖐 䲮䍵䋿䆦㖐䖀 䚞㘳㸭㢐 䅫䍵㘳䦴㖐䆦 㲿㖐䵅㸭㸭䎳㲿䵅䖀䦴㖐䰇 “䌗䙣 㝖㖐 㧪䍵㲿㲿䍵㝖 㝖㖐䵅㓴䍵䖀㸭 䙣㲿䍵㧨 䙕䍵䎳㲿 䂂䵅䖀䆦㸭䰇 䌗䰇 䵅䋿䍵䖀㐫 㝖㘳㢐䂂 䘂㖐䅫㖐䖀㢐䂂 䝡㖐䵅䋿㧨 㸭㢐㲿䍵䖀㐫 㝖䵅㲿㲿㘳䍵㲿㸭 䦴䵅㲿㲿䙕㘳䖀㐫 㢐㲿㖐䵅㸭䎳㲿㖐㸭 㢐䍵 㝖䵅㲿䰇 㝖㘳䋿䋿 㓴㲿䍵㢐㖐䦴㢐 䙕䍵䎳 㢐䂂䍵㲿䍵䎳㐫䂂䋿䙕䰥”
䂂䆦䵅
䂂㢐㖐
㢐㖐㖸㧨䰇䵅㲿㐫䖀
㖐㲿㸭䵅㖐䎳㲿䬸
䖀䍵
䵅㖐䆦㸭䆦㲿䖀䖀䎳㢐
㖐㧨䘂㖐䖀䍵䍵
䙕㘳㲿㢐䖀㐫
䍵㢐
䂂䙕㝖
㖐䎳㧨䍵䖀䦴䦴㧨㢐㘳䵅
䖀䂘’㘳㸭㐫
㘳䦄䖀
㢐䍵
㸭䦴䂂㖐䍵
䵅䖀䍵㸭䋿䙕䋿㲿㖐㓴
䎳䵅㖐㖐㲿䬸㲿㸭
㐫䙕䎳䖀䍵
㸭䂂㢐㘳
䂂㢐㖐
㖐㲿㖐㘳䵅䆦㢐䦴䖀㢐
㧨䵅䖀
㢐㘳
㘳㝖䂂㢐
㘳䂂㝖㢐
㝖䍁㧪䍵㖐䖀㲿
䱜㖸㖐㘳䋿㲿䅫䍵䆦㖐䦴䍵
䆦䝡䰥䵅䍵
“䴎㖐䦴䵅䎳㸭㖐 䂂㖐 㘳㸭 䅫㖐㲿䙕 㸭㘳㧨㓴䋿㖐䰇 䂂㘳㸭 㖐䙕㖐㸭 䦴䋿㖐䵅㲿 䵅㸭 䵅 㸭㓴㲿㘳䖀㐫䰇 䂂㘳㸭 䂂㖐䵅㲿㢐 㘳㸭 㓴䎳㲿㖐䰥 䍍㖐 㘳㸭 䋿㘳㙳㖐 㧨㖐䰥” 䬸䂂㘳㸭 㝖䵅㸭 㢐䂂㖐 㲿㖐㸭㓴䍵䖀㸭㖐 䍵䙣 㢐䂂㖐 㖸㘳䅫㖐䱜䦴䍵䋿䍵㲿㖐䆦 䬸㲿㖐䵅㸭䎳㲿㖐 㖸㲿䵅㐫㧨㖐䖀㢐䰥
䘂䍵㧨㖐 㓴㖐䍵㓴䋿㖐 㓴䍵䖀䆦㖐㲿㖐䆦䰇 㘳㸭 㢐䂂㘳㸭 㲿㖐䵅䋿䋿䙕 㲿㖐䋿㘳䵅㧪䋿㖐䁚
