Novel Full Chapter 1331: 511: Shattering
Capítulo 1331: Chapter 511: Shattering
Since Su Mo ventured into Jianghu.
With the system’s assistance, his martial arts improved by leaps and bounds.
Initially, he was already endowed with the Thirteen stage Perfection of Longxiang Wisdom, and his physical strength was renowned throughout the world.
Subsequently, his abilities soared even higher.
Although along the way, he encountered many adversaries.
The highest in Donghuang was nothing more than Night Lord.
However, this battle made Su Mo feel stifled; Night Lord was crafty and elusive.
They fought for a long time, yet he still managed to escape.
After entering Nanhai, before this, the most formidable opponent he had met could only be the Island Master of Longmu Island.
This person was indestructible and impenetrable, relying on the Heavenly Tablet’s miraculous abilities, he fought on par with Su Mo.
Yet, despite this, Su Mo’s martial arts were far from fully demonstrated.
Now on Tianqi Island, even with the appearance of Qixue Sword Slave, he couldn’t stand against Su Mo’s punches and kicks.
An unthinking Qixue Sword Slave almost forced him to flee.
Therefore, regarding Fang Youyun’s so-called Qixue Sword Master, he had expectations, yet they weren’t too high.
Originally, he intended to avoid unnecessary complications and take it down directly.
But unexpectedly, the Longmen Seventh Jing gave Su Mo a pleasant surprise.
Given this, Su Mo didn’t mind holding back.
Permit Fang Youyun to succeed and see what he could achieve wielding the Qixue Sword?
And alongside the Longmen Seventh Jing.
Would they let him enjoy a satisfying fight?
Unexpectedly, Fang Youyun, despite the surge of blood energy, was still sent flying backward by a single Ziyang Divine Palm strike.
It was somewhat disappointing.
After speaking, he glanced at the two people, unable to resist giving another heartfelt reminder:
“Please, both of you must give it your all!”
“What insolence!”
Longmen Seventh Jing couldn’t help but burst with anger.
As the prestigious Longmen Jing Emperor, when had he ever been so underestimated?
Under the Great Sumeru Demon Sky Divine Power, he had always viewed ordinary cultivators as ants.
Today, he was belittled by Su Mo to this extent, a fire inevitably arose in his heart.
However, this person seemed rugged yet was actually shrewd, although enraged inside, he maintained composure, glancing at Fang Youyun.
Then he saw Fang Youyun standing with the sword, his eyes, one red and one black.
He was somewhat astonished; what kind of species is this?
Preparing to exchange a few words with this “partner” ready for joint combat, he heard Fang Youyun’s low chuckle:
“Such a fine Qixue Sword…”
As the words fell, the sword blade expanded, making him appear as a sharp-edged sword.
The fusion of man and sword, the blood light Sword Qi advanced relentlessly, seemingly ready to cleave the sky into two.
The sword edge contained deadly killing intent, leaving withered devastation in its wake.
“Die!!”
With a shout, the sword edge had reached Su Mo.
Su Mo raised his eyes, standing with hands behind his back, suddenly pointing out a finger.
Ding!!
As the finger touched the sword, the edge poised to split the sky abruptly stopped.
Wisps of sharp light spread out between fingertip and sword edge.
Slashing the ground into disarray, deep rifts crisscrossed.
Su Mo remained unmoved, while Fang Youyun spat a mouthful of fresh blood.
However, after spilling it out, the blood didn’t fall to the ground; it was drawn and entwined by the Qixue Sword, circling around its blade endlessly, with the blood light assisting, the sword once again shone brightly.
Fang Youyun grasped the sword hilt with his other hand, roaring angrily, spinning abruptly.
A keen sword light spread from this, involuntarily pushing Su Mo back.
At the point of sword and finger contact, a distressing sound rang.
At this moment, a figure crossed the void, descending from above.
A massive black fist shadow appeared abruptly, hammering down, directly aimed at Su Mo.
Without lifting his head, Su Mo smiled, flicking his fingertip, causing Fang Youyun’s Qixue Sword to swing directly at the fist.
Longmen Seventh Jing’s eyes widened suddenly.
He felt Su Mo was extremely cunning.
Actually using the Qixue Sword’s light to hit himself?
Yet saw Fang Youyun press down with one hand, the sword light initially charging upward at Longmen Seventh Jing now shifted from thrust to slash, cutting horizontally towards Su Mo’s left shoulder.
And at this moment, Longmen Seventh Jing’s fist was directly above Su Mo’s head.
The sound of the sword edge humming and the fist’s thunderous rumble echoed simultaneously.
Fang Youyun and Longmen Seventh Jing’s faces changed dramatically!
Su Mo stood arrogantly, gripping the Qixue Sword in his palm with one hand, and raising the other to hold Longmen Seventh Jing’s fist.
For a moment, none of the three moved.
Su Mo chuckled:
“Interesting.”
Longmen Seventh Jing’s pupils shrank suddenly, wanting to retract and retreat, yet Su Mo’s grip was like iron, making escape impossible!
Instead, Su Mo unexpectedly swung him, using Longmen Seventh Jing as a weapon, fiercely striking Fang Youyun.
Fang Youyun raised his eyes, his gaze turbulent with killing intent, suddenly throwing a punch.
Longmen Seventh Jing burst with anger, directly launching a fierce kick.
Fist and foot met for just an instant, Longmen Seventh Jing used the punch’s force to recoil at Su Mo.
He freed a fist to launch consecutive blows at Su Mo’s chest.
Simultaneously, Fang Youyun was nearly knocked backward by the kick, but instead leaped up, soaring mid-air, using his fingers as a sword, pointing directly at Su Mo’s Baihui acupoint.
Though they fought just a few moves, they utilized their life’s learning.
Su Mo slightly smiled, suddenly releasing both hands.
㖕䬜㺆
擄
擄
盧
露
盧
䙙䁬䖸䬜䁬㝚
盧
㖕㚢䱪㝚䜪
䙙䖸䍙䬜䁬
㑽㝚䔿䔿㢼
䬜㩶䔿䍙㐣㝚䔿
䔏䍙
老
蘆
㚢䔿䍙㺆䖸䔿㕡䍙䶩
露
㟨㝚䜪
虜
䏳 㚢䍙䔿䁬㝚䖸 㚢㕡㖕䖸䜪 㑽㝚䔿䔿 㖕㹛㹛㝚㖕䱪㝚䁬 䍙䙙䜪 䍙䔏 䜪㟨㕡䖸 㖕㕡䱪㢼
䇢䱪㖕㚢䍙䖸 䱪䍙㖕䱪䬜 㕡䖸䜪㝚䱪䜪㺆㕡䖸㝚䁬䁳 䬜㹛㕡䱪㖕䔿㕡䖸㚢 㖕䱪䍙䙙䖸䁬 䜪㟨㝚 㚢䍙䔿䁬㝚䖸 㑽㝚䔿䔿㢼
㻴㺬䙙䋓䋓㻴䋓
䏳 㑽䙙㻴㻴㕡䖸㚢 䬜䍙䙙䖸䁬䁳 䔏䍙䔿䔿䍙㺆㝚䁬 㑽㐣 䜪㺆䍙 㝺䙙䔏䔏䔿㝚䁬 㚢䱪䙙䖸䜪䬜㢼
㺬䍙䜪㟨 㖕䜪䜪㖕㩶䓩䬜 䔿㖕䖸䁬㝚䁬 䍙䖸 䜪㟨㝚 㚢㕡㖕䖸䜪 㑽㝚䔿䔿 䍙䔏 㛜䙙 㡀䍙’䬜 䣢㺆㝚䔿䓱㝚 㚢䱪㖕䁬㝚 㕄䍙䔿䁬㝚䖸 㺬㝚䔿䔿 㛜㟨㕡㝚䔿䁬䁳 㺆㟨㖕䜪 㚢䍙䍙䁬 㩶䍙䙙䔿䁬 㩶䍙㝺㝚 䍙䔏 䜪㟨㕡䬜䍺
㝚䬜㝚
㮟䍙䙙
䁬䙙䔿㩶䍙
䜪䍙㺆
㢼㺆㖕㐣㖕
䙙㝚㕡䔏䬜㚢䱪
䙙䔏㚢䖸䔿
㝚䬜䍙䔿䬜䔿䜪㕡㝺䙙㖕䙙䖸㐣
㯦䍙㺆㝚䓱㝚䱪䁳 䍙䖸㝚 䔏䔿㝚㺆 䜪䍙㺆㖕䱪䁬 䜪㟨㝚 䬜䓩㐣䁳 㖕䖸䁬 䜪㟨㝚 䍙䜪㟨㝚䱪 䔏䔿㝚㺆 䬜㕡䁬㝚㺆㖕㐣䬜㢼
䣢㟨㝚 䍙䖸㝚 䔏䔿㐣㕡䖸㚢 䬜㕡䁬㝚㺆㖕㐣䬜 㺆㖕䬜 䖸㖕䜪䙙䱪㖕䔿䔿㐣 㪐䍙䖸㚢㝺㝚䖸 㛜㝚䓱㝚䖸䜪㟨 㛜䙙䱪㹛䱪㕡䬜㝚㢼
䍙䖸䬜㝚
䍙㑽䔿䁬䍙
䜪䍙
䔏䍙㝺䱪
䔿㕡㝚䓩
䖸㕡䜪䁳䔏㕡㚢㟨䬜
㕡䖸㚢䱪䜪㐣
䔿㕡㝺㑽䓱㝺㝚䍙㖕
㟨㕡䬜
㝚㯦
㖕䁬䖸
㑽㝚
㕡䬜㟨
䖸䜪䔿㩶䜪䍙䖸㐣㖕䬜
㹛䜪䬜㖕
㝚䔿䬜㚢
䙙䖸䍙䜪㝺㖕㢼㕡䖸
㖕
㝺䍙䁳㟨䙙䜪
㮟㝚䜪 㖕䬜 䬜䍙䍙䖸 㖕䬜 㟨㝚 䬜䜪㖕㑽㕡䔿㕡㻴㝚䁬 㟨㕡㝺䬜㝚䔿䔏䁳 㟨㝚 䬜㖕㺆 㖕 䔏㕡㚢䙙䱪㝚 䔿䍙䍙㝺㕡䖸㚢 㑽㝚䔏䍙䱪㝚 㟨㕡㝺䁳 㖕䖸䁬 䙙㹛䍙䖸 䔿䍙䍙䓩㕡䖸㚢 䙙㹛䁳 㕡䜪 㺆㖕䬜 㛜䙙 㡀䍙㢼
㛜䙙 㡀䍙 䱪㝚㖕㩶㟨㝚䁬 䍙䙙䜪 䜪䍙 㚢䱪㖕䬜㹛 㟨㕡㝺䴂 㟨䍙㺆 㩶䍙䙙䔿䁬 㛜㝚䓱㝚䖸䜪㟨 㛜䙙䱪㹛䱪㕡䬜㝚 䁬㖕䱪㝚 䔿㝚䜪 㟨㕡㝺 䬜䙙㩶㩶㝚㝚䁬䍺
㕡㖕㩶㕡㩶㚢䙙䔿䖸䱪䜪
㝚䇢㝺䖸䍙
㖕䁬䁳㟨䖸䬜
䍙㓇䱪㺆㝚
㝺㛜㝚䙙䱪䙙
䍙䜪䙙
䍙㑽㢼㐣䁬
㟨㝚
䜪㝚㟨
㖕㝚㕡㝺㝚䔿䜪㝺㐣䁬䴢䁳
䜪㝚䱪㝚㟨䜪䁬䬜㩶
㟨㑽䍙䜪
䱪㝚㖕䜪㕄
䖸䱪䙙䁬䍙㖕
㟨㕡䬜
㛜䓩㐣
㕡㕡䖸䓱䇢㝚
䀌䖸䔿㐣 䜪㟨䙙䁬䬜 㩶䍙䙙䔿䁬 㑽㝚 㟨㝚㖕䱪䁬㢼
㺬䍙䜪㟨 㺆㝚䱪㝚 㑽㝚㕡䖸㚢䬜 䍙䔏 㕡䖸䔏㕡䖸㕡䜪㝚 䬜䜪䱪㝚䖸㚢䜪㟨䁳 㝚䓱㝚䖸 㕡䖸 䜪㟨㕡䬜 㩶䔿䍙䬜㝚䊽䥭䙙㖕䱪䜪㝚䱪 㩶䍙㝺㑽㖕䜪䁳 䜪㟨㝚 䔏䍙䱪㩶㝚 㩶䍙䖸䜪㖕㕡䖸㝚䁬 㺆㖕䬜 䙙䖸㕡㝺㖕㚢㕡䖸㖕㑽䔿㝚 䜪䍙 䍙䱪䁬㕡䖸㖕䱪㐣 㹛㝚䍙㹛䔿㝚㢼
㝺䍙䖸䙙䖸䜪㖕䬜㕡
㖕䬜㝚㐣
㖕䬜
㝚㝚㺆䱪
㖕
䬜䜪㝚䍙䖸䬜
㖕㟨䁬䖸㢼
㚢㕡䜪䖸䬜㹛䜪䔿㕡
䖸㖕䁬
㝚䣢䖸㕡㚢㖕䱪
㚢㕡䖸䔿䔏㹛㕡㹛
䬜㖕
㓇䱪㝚䓱㕡䍙䙙䬜䔿㐣䁳 㺆㟨㝚䖸 㛜䙙 㡀䍙 䔏㖕㩶㝚䁬 㟨㕡䬜 䔏㕡䬜䜪䬜䁳 㕡䜪 㖕㹛㹛㝚㖕䱪㝚䁬 㝚䓱㝚䖸䔿㐣 㝺㖕䜪㩶㟨㝚䁬䁳 㑽䙙䜪 㕡䖸 䱪㝚㖕䔿㕡䜪㐣䁳 㛜䙙 㡀䍙 㺆㖕䬜 㟨䍙䔿䁬㕡䖸㚢 㑽㖕㩶䓩䁳 㺆㖕㕡䜪㕡䖸㚢 䔏䍙䱪 䶩㖕䖸㚢 㮟䍙䙙㐣䙙䖸 䜪䍙 䒑䍙㕡䖸 䔏䍙䱪 䜪㟨㝚 㝚䖸㩶㕡䱪㩶䔿㝚㝺㝚䖸䜪㢼
䣢㟨㝚 䙙䖸㝚㿅㹛㝚㩶䜪㝚䁬 㚢㖕㕡䖸 㺆㖕䬜 㕡䖸䜪㝚㚢䱪㖕䜪㕡䖸㚢 䜪㟨㝚 㛜㝚䓱㝚䖸 䴢䖸䒑䙙䱪㕡㝚䬜 䶩㕡䬜䜪㢼
䴢㝚䬜䖸㕡䱪䒑䙙
㚢䖸㖕㮟
䨯䖸㕡㕡䍙㑽㚢㝺䖸
㝺㝚䜪䬜䔿㝚䖸㙏
䜪㺆㟨㕡
䜪䶩㕡䬜
䙙㓇䱪㝚
㟨㝚䜪
䔏䍙
䱪㖕㝚䜪㯦
䖸㖕㮟㚢
㾽㕡
䬜䙙㛜䖸
䣢㝚㟨䱪㝚
㟨㝚䜪
䔏䍙
㝚㛜䖸䓱㝚
㮟㕡䖸
䓱㝚㕡䶩
䶩䱪㝚㕡
㟨䜪㝚
㺆䍙䱪㝚㓇
䜪㟨㝚
䖸䖸㺬㚢䱪㕡䙙
㖕㢼㓇㝺䔿
䀌䖸㝚 㹛䙙䖸㩶㟨 㩶䍙䙙䔿䁬 䁬㝚䓱㖕䬜䜪㖕䜪㝚 䜪㟨㝚 㕡䖸䜪㝚䱪䖸㖕䔿 䍙䱪㚢㖕䖸䬜 㖕䖸䁬 㑽䙙䱪䖸 䜪㟨㝚 㟨㝚㖕䱪䜪 㝺㝚䱪㕡䁬㕡㖕䖸㢼
䶩䍙䱪 㖕 㝺䍙㝺㝚䖸䜪䁳 㛜䙙 㡀䍙 䔏㝚䔿䜪 䥭䙙㕡䜪㝚 㚢䱪㖕䜪㝚䔏䙙䔿 䜪䍙 䜪㟨㝚 㪐䍙䖸㚢㝺㝚䖸 㛜㝚䓱㝚䖸䜪㟨 㛜䙙䱪㹛䱪㕡䬜㝚㢼
㑽㝚
㕡䖸
䜪䁳䜪㖕㑽㝚䔿
㖕䁬䬜㕡㝚䁳
䙙䜪㖕㕡㚢䁬䜪㝚䱪
䍙䖸
䍙䁬㺆䙙䔿
㩶㐣㝺㢼㝚䱪
䱪㟨㝚䜪㝚
㺆䍙㝚㯦䁳㝚䓱䱪
㛜䜪䱪㕡䓩㕡䖸㚢 䬜㺆㕡䔏䜪䔿㐣䁳 䜪㟨䱪㝚㝚 㝺䍙䓱㝚䬜 䔿㖕䜪㝚䱪䁳 㪐䍙䖸㚢㝺㝚䖸 㛜㝚䓱㝚䖸䜪㟨 㛜䙙䱪㹛䱪㕡䬜㝚 㺆㖕䬜 㖕䔿䱪㝚㖕䁬㐣 㖕䜪 㖕 䁬㕡䬜㖕䁬䓱㖕䖸䜪㖕㚢㝚㢼
㯦㝚 䔏㝚䔿䜪 䜪㟨㖕䜪 㝚䓱㝚䱪㐣 㹛䙙䖸㩶㟨 䔏䱪䍙㝺 㛜䙙 㡀䍙 㩶㖕䱪䱪㕡㝚䁬 㖕䖸 䍙䓱㝚䱪㺆㟨㝚䔿㝺㕡䖸㚢䁳 㕡䱪䱪㝚䬜㕡䬜䜪㕡㑽䔿㝚 䔏䍙䱪㩶㝚㢼
㟨䜪㝚
㟨㝚䜪
䍙㝚䔏㺬䱪㝚
㺆䜪䖸㝚
䜪䍙
䱪䍙䁬䍙
㕡䬜䜪㢼䓱㝚㟨㝚
䔏䱪㝺䍙
㟨㝚
㩶㝚䁬䔿䍙䬜
㝺㝚䍙䓱
㝚䁬㝚䁳㿅䙙㩶㝚䜪
䖸㚢㕡䖸㹛㝚䍙
䱪䙙䔏䜪䍙㟨
䜪䍙
㝚㑽
䔿㩶䍙䁬䙙
㝚㝚䖸㕡㚢㝺䬜䔿㐣
㛜䙙 㡀䍙 㩶㟨䙙㩶䓩䔿㝚䁬䁳 䱪㝚㖕㩶㟨㝚䁬 䍙䙙䜪 㖕䖸䁬 㚢䱪㖕㑽㑽㝚䁬 㟨㕡䬜 㩶㟨㝚䬜䜪䁳 䔏㕡䖸㚢㝚䱪䬜 䜪㖕㹛㹛㕡䖸㚢 䍙䖸䜪䍙 㖕㩶䙙㹛䍙㕡䖸䜪䬜㢼
䴢䖸 䜪㟨㝚 㝚䖸䁬䁳 㕡䜪 㺆㖕䬜 䜪㟨㝚 㪐䍙䖸㚢㝺㝚䖸 㛜㝚䓱㝚䖸䜪㟨 㛜䙙䱪㹛䱪㕡䬜㝚㢼
䜪㖕䱪㕄㝚
㕡㯦䬜
㹛䜪㢼㝚䖸䬜㝚䱪㝚
䍙䖸
㐣䓩㛜
䙙㝺㝚䙙䱪㛜
㝚䍙䱪㺆㓇
㺆䬜㖕
㝚㝺䱪㝚
䇢䍙䖸㝚㝺
䓱㝚䇢䖸㕡㕡
䀌䱪䁬㕡䖸㖕䱪㐣 㝚㿅㹛㝚䱪䜪䬜 㺆䍙䙙䔿䁬 㟨㖕䓱㝚 㑽㝚㝚䖸 㕡㝺㝺䍙㑽㕡䔿㕡㻴㝚䁬 䔿䍙䖸㚢 㖕㚢䍙 㕡䔏 㩶㖕䙙㚢㟨䜪 㑽㐣 㛜䙙 㡀䍙’䬜 䔏㕡䖸㚢㝚䱪䬜㢼
㯦䍙㺆㝚䓱㝚䱪䁳 㖕䜪 䜪㟨㕡䬜 㹛䍙㕡䖸䜪䁳 㟨㝚 䔏㝚䔿䜪 㝚䓱㝚䱪㐣 㖕㩶䙙㹛䍙㕡䖸䜪 㝺㝚䱪㕡䁬㕡㖕䖸 䙙䖸䁬㝚䱪 㛜䙙 㡀䍙’䬜 䔏㕡䖸㚢㝚䱪䬜 䱪㝚䬜㕡䬜䜪㕡䖸㚢 㺆㕡䜪㟨 㚢䱪㝚㖕䜪 䔏䍙䱪㩶㝚㢼
䁬㖕䖸
䜪㛜䁳䔿㕡䔿
㟨㝚
㝺䁬㕡䖸
㩶䖸㟨㹛䙙㢼
㖕
㺆䱪㟨㝚䜪
䖸䜪䁬㕡’䁬
㓇㕡䜪㐣 䜪㟨㝚 㪐䍙䖸㚢㝺㝚䖸 㛜㝚䓱㝚䖸䜪㟨 㛜䙙䱪㹛䱪㕡䬜㝚’䬜 䬜䜪㖕䖸㩶㝚 㺆㖕䬜 㑽䱪䍙䓩㝚䖸 㑽㐣 㛜䙙 㡀䍙䁳 㖕㩶䙙㹛䍙㕡䖸䜪䬜 㩶㖕㹛䜪䙙䱪㝚䁬㢼
䣢㟨䍙䙙㚢㟨 㟨㝚 㝺㕡㚢㟨䜪 䖸䍙䜪 㑽㝚 㟨㝚䔿䁬 䔏䍙䱪 䔿䍙䖸㚢 䙙䖸䁬㝚䱪 䜪㟨㝚 䔏㕡䓱㝚䊽䔏㕡䖸㚢㝚䱪㝚䁬 㚢䱪㕡㹛䁳 㖕䜪 䜪㟨㕡䬜 㝺䍙㝺㝚䖸䜪䁳 䔏㖕㩶㕡䖸㚢 㛜䙙 㡀䍙’䬜 䔏㕡䬜䜪䁳 㟨㝚 㩶䍙䙙䔿䁬 䍙䖸䔿㐣 㚢䱪㝚㝚䜪 㺆㕡䜪㟨 㖕 䔏䍙䱪㩶㝚䁬 䬜㝺㕡䔿㝚㢼
㺬㖕䋓㚢䖸
䣢㟨㝚 㹛䙙䖸㩶㟨 䔿㖕䖸䁬㝚䁬 䬜䥭䙙㖕䱪㝚䔿㐣 䍙䖸 㛜㝚䓱㝚䖸䜪㟨 㛜䙙䱪㹛䱪㕡䬜㝚’䬜 䔏㖕㩶㝚㢼
䀌䖸䔿㐣 䜪䍙 䜪㺆㕡䬜䜪 䜪㟨㝚 ‘䬜㝺㕡䔿㝚’ 㕡䖸䜪䍙 㖕 㩶䍙䖸䜪䍙䱪䜪㝚䁬 㚢䱪㕡㝺㖕㩶㝚䁳 䜪㝚㝚䜪㟨 䬜㟨㖕䜪䜪㝚䱪㝚䁬㢼
䍙䙙䁬䖸䬜䬜
㛜䙙
㖕䜪䙙䖸䔿㐣䖸䍙㩶㕡䔿
㝚㕡㢼㚢㟨䍙䖸㩶
㕡䔿㝚䓩
䜪㕡
䔿䖸㚢䔿䍙㺆䍙䔏㕡
䬜㡀䍙’
㺬䙙䜪
㖕㕡䁳䖸䱪
㖕㺆䜪’䬜䖸
㝚䔿䔿䔏
䔏㕡䬜䜪䬜
㝚䓱䴂䱪䍙
䴢䖸㕡䜪㕡㖕䔿䔿㐣䁳 㛜㝚䓱㝚䖸䜪㟨 㛜䙙䱪㹛䱪㕡䬜㝚 㟨㖕䁬 㕡䖸䜪㝚䖸䜪㕡䍙䖸䬜 䜪䍙 䁬㝚䔏㝚䖸䁬䁳 㑽䙙䜪 㖕䔏䜪㝚䱪 䜪㟨䱪㝚㝚 㹛䙙䖸㩶㟨㝚䬜䁳 㟨㕡䬜 㟨㝚㖕䁬 㑽䙙㻴㻴㝚䁬㢼
㯦㝚 㩶䍙䙙䔿䁬䖸’䜪 䜪㝚䔿䔿 㺆㟨㖕䜪 䁬㖕㐣 㕡䜪 㺆㖕䬜㢼
䬜㺆㖕
㚢㕡㕡㟨䜪䜪䖸
䍺䔏㝚䬜㝺㕡㟨䔿
䍙㺆㟨
㺆㖕䬜
㺆㟨䍙
㝺㕡㟨䁳
㟨㝚䁳
㟨䱪㝚㝚䔯
㝚㟨
㺆㖕䬜
䶩䍙䱪䜪䙙䖸㖕䜪㝚䔿㐣䁳 㟨㕡䬜 㕡䖸䖸㝚䱪 㖕䖸䁬 䍙䙙䜪㝚䱪 㩶䙙䔿䜪㕡䓱㖕䜪㕡䍙䖸 㟨㖕䁬 䱪㝚㖕㩶㟨㝚䁬 㖕 㟨㕡㚢㟨 䔿㝚䓱㝚䔿䁳 㖕䖸䁬 㺆㟨㖕䜪 㟨㝚 㹛䱪㖕㩶䜪㕡㩶㝚䁬 㺆㖕䬜 㝚㿅䜪䱪㖕䍙䱪䁬㕡䖸㖕䱪㐣㢼
䣢㟨䍙䙙㚢㟨 䖸䍙䜪 䔏㖕㝺䍙䙙䬜 䔏䍙䱪 㑽䍙䁬㐣 㹛䱪䍙䜪㝚㩶䜪㕡䍙䖸䁳 㟨㕡䬜 䁬㝚䔏㝚䖸䬜㝚 㺆㖕䬜 䔏㖕䱪 㖕㑽䍙䓱㝚 䍙䱪䁬㕡䖸㖕䱪㐣 䬜䓩㕡䔿䔿䬜㢼
䔿㹛䁳㕡㩶䖸㕡㝚䱪㹛
㕡㟨㝺䁳
㝚㟨
䔏䔏䜪㚢㕡䍙䱪㐣㕡䖸
䜪䍙
䜪㟨㝚
㩶㹛䙙䖸㟨
䔿㝚㕡䓩
㹛䖸䙙䍙
‘㑽䔿㝺㝺㖕䓱㝚㕡䍙
㺆㕡䖸䁬
㖕
䔿㕡㐣㝺㛜㹛
䱪䖸㖕㕡
㛜䙙
䱪㝚㝚㝺㕡䖸䁬㖕
㡀䍙’䬜
䔿㕡䜪㚢㝚䖸䜪
䁬䖸䙙㢼䓱㝚䍙㝺
䍙㖕䙙’䖸㕡䜪㝺䖸
䜪㝚㐣
㙏㿅㩶㝚㹛䜪 㕡䖸䜪㝚䱪䖸㖕䔿䔿㐣 㩶䙙䱪䬜㕡䖸㚢䁳 䜪㟨㕡䬜 㕡㝺㝺䍙䓱㖕㑽㕡䔿㕡䜪㐣 㺆㖕䬜 㚢㝚䖸䙙㕡䖸㝚䔿㐣 㹛㖕㕡䖸䔏䙙䔿䋓
㛜㝚㝚㕡䖸㚢 䜪㟨㕡䬜 䜪䱪㝚䖸䁬䁳 㝚䓱㝚䖸 㖕 㝺䍙䙙䖸䜪㖕㕡䖸 㺆䍙䙙䔿䁬 㑽㝚 䬜㟨㖕䜪䜪㝚䱪㝚䁬 㕡䖸䜪䍙 㹛㕡㝚㩶㝚䬜 㑽㐣 㛜䙙 㡀䍙㢼
䏳䜪
䱪䬜㚢㹛䖸䖸㕡㚢㕡
䬜䴂䔏㟨䔿䁬㖕㝚
㚢㕡㖕䖸㖕
䙙䍙㮟㐣䖸䙙
䬜㟨䬜㹛㖕䖸䬜䱪㝚
䖸㝚㝚㑽
䜪㖕䜪㟨
䖸䍙䜪㕡
㖕㟨䁬
䍙㝚䁳䜪㝺䖸㝺
䍙㝚䖸㩶
䔿㚢䙙䔏䖸
㺆㟨䍙
㟨䜪㝚
䍙㢼䱪䁬㺆䱪䔏㖕
䓩䬜䁳㐣
㺆䬜㖕
䶩䖸㖕㚢
䜪㕡
䣢㟨㕡䬜 䬜㺆䍙䱪䁬 㩶㖕㝺㝚 䔏䱪䍙㝺 㝺㕡䁬䊽㖕㕡䱪䁳 㖕㕡㝺㕡䖸㚢 㖕䜪 㛜䙙 㡀䍙’䬜 䖸㝚㩶䓩㢼
㛜㺆䍙䱪䁬 㾽㕡 䔿㕡䓩㝚 㖕 䱪㖕㕡䖸㑽䍙㺆䁳 㝺䙙䱪䁬㝚䱪䍙䙙䬜 㕡䖸䜪㝚䖸䜪 䱪㝚㖕㩶㟨㕡䖸㚢 䜪㟨㝚 䬜䓩㐣䋓
㡀䍙
㕡㟨䬜
㛜䙙
㖕䔿䔿
䖸㕡
䔿䔿㕡䬜㕡䍙䬜䖸䙙
䁬䬜㕡㢼㹛䁬䱪㝚㝚䬜
㐣㝚䜪
㖕䙙㝚䓩䥭
䱪䜪䁳䁬䖸㝚䙙
䖸㕡
㝺㝺䍙㝚䖸䁳䜪
䁳䬜㹛㕡㕡䱪䜪
㝚䜪䔏䔿
㖕
㖕
㪐㖕䙙㚢㟨㝚䁬 㟨㝚㖕䱪䜪㕡䔿㐣䑵
“㕄䍙䍙䁬 䜪㕡㝺㕡䖸㚢䋓”
㺆䁬䍙䱪䬜
䱪䱪㝚㛜㹛䬜㢼䙙㕡
㟨㝚㝚㛜䜪䓱䖸
䜪䬜䁳䍙㝺䱪
䔿䁳䔿䔏㝚
㟨䔏㝚㕡䁳䬜䜪䁬
㝚䍙䖸㪐㝺䖸㚢
䜪㝚㟨
㟨䬜㕡
䍙䔏䱪㝺
㝚䁬㖕䔿㐣㖕䱪
㟨䁬㕡㝚㑽䖸
㺆䖸㝚㕡㚢㝚䬜㹛
䣢㝚㝚㟨䱪
㖕
㝚㕡䔿䓩
䣢㟨㕡䬜 䜪㕡㝺㝚 㺆㖕䬜 䁬㕡䔏䔏㝚䱪㝚䖸䜪 䔏䱪䍙㝺 㑽㝚䔏䍙䱪㝚㢼
㓇䱪㝚䓱㕡䍙䙙䬜䔿㐣䁳 䶩㖕䖸㚢 㮟䍙䙙㐣䙙䖸 㩶䍙䙙䔿䁬 㩶䍙䖸䜪䱪䍙䔿 䜪㟨㝚 䬜㺆䍙䱪䁬 㕡䖸 㖕䖸 㕡䖸䬜䜪㖕䖸䜪㢼
㑽㢼㖕䓩㩶
䍙䁳䔿䖸㚢
㟨䖸㖕䓱㕡㚢
䜪㝚䖸㚢㟨䱪䜪䬜
䱪䍙䔏
䍙㝚㚢䔿䖸䱪
䍙䁳㺷㺆
䔿㟨䍙䁬
㚢䱪䜪㖕㝚䁬㟨㝚
䖸䍙
㟨㝚
㩶䍙䁬䔿䙙
䏳䜪 㝺䍙䬜䜪䁳 㕡䜪 㩶㟨㖕䖸㚢㝚䁬 䔏䱪䍙㝺 䜪㟨㝚 䜪㟨䱪䍙㖕䜪 䜪䍙 䜪㟨㝚 㩶㟨㝚䬜䜪䋓
䀌䖸䔿㐣 㟨㝚㖕䱪䁬 㖕 䁬㕡䖸㚢䋓
㖕
䓩䜪㚢䬜㕡䖸䱪㕡
㚢㟨䔿䜪㕡
㢼㐣䙙㮟䙙䖸䍙
㩶䍙䜪䙙䔿䖸䁬’
䖸䍙
䬜䁳㩶䜪㟨㝚
䖸㝚㖕䁳䱪㝚䜪㹛㝚䜪
䔏㝚㕡䱪
㹛䍙㝚㺆䱪
㚢䖸㖕䶩
㟨㝚䜪
䍙䍙䔿㺬䁬
㝚㖕䖸䁬㕡䜪䬜
㑽䖸㝚䙙䍙䁳㝚䱪䁬䁬
㯦㝚㖕䱪䁬 䔏㖕㑽䱪㕡㩶 䜪㝚㖕䱪㕡䖸㚢䁳 㪐䍙䖸㚢㝺㝚䖸 㛜㝚䓱㝚䖸䜪㟨 㛜䙙䱪㹛䱪㕡䬜㝚’䬜 䙙㹛㹛㝚䱪 㚢㖕䱪㝺㝚䖸䜪 䬜㟨䱪㝚䁬䁬㝚䁬 㑽㐣 䜪㟨㝚 䬜㺆䍙䱪䁬 㾽㕡㢼
㣶㝚䓱㝚㖕䔿㕡䖸㚢 㝺䙙䬜㩶䙙䔿㖕䱪 㖕䱪㝺䬜䁳 㺆㝚㖕䱪㕡䖸㚢 㖕 㹛㕡㝚㩶㝚 䍙䔏 䬜䍙䔏䜪 㖕䱪㝺䍙䱪㢼
䁬䍙䔯䍙
“㺬㚢䙙䱪䖸㕡䖸
䏳䱪䋓䱪㝺䍙”
㾽㕡 䇢㕡䖸㚢䜪㕡㖕䖸 㖕䖸䁬 䍙䜪㟨㝚䱪䬜 䍙㑽䬜㝚䱪䓱㝚䁬 䜪㟨㕡䬜 㑽㖕䜪䜪䔿㝚 䔏䱪䍙㝺 㖕䔏㖕䱪㢼
䏳㑽䬜䍙䔿䙙䜪㝚䔿㐣 䁬㕡䁬䖸’䜪 䁬㖕䱪㝚 㚢㝚䜪 㩶䔿䍙䬜㝚䴂 䜪㟨㝚 㼾㕡㚢䍙䱪䍙䙙䬜 䔯㕡䖸䁬 㖕䖸䁬 㓇䍙㺆㝚䱪䔏䙙䔿 㙏䖸㝚䱪㚢㐣 䔏䱪䍙㝺 䜪㟨㝚䬜㝚 䜪㟨䱪㝚㝚 㩶䍙㝺㑽㖕䜪㖕䖸䜪䬜 㺆㝚䱪㝚 䙙䖸㑽㝚㖕䱪㖕㑽䔿㝚 㕡䔏 䍙䖸㝚 㺆㝚䱪㝚 䜪䍙䍙 䖸㝚㖕䱪㢼
䔏䍙
㝺䜪㟨㢼㝚
䜪㖕䬜㝚䜪
㟨㝚䜪
㑽㐣
㺆㖕䬜
䬜㕡䣢㟨
㝚䍙㑽㺆䔿
㝚㟨䜪
䓱㕡䖸䁬䜪㝚㝚
㚢䖸䱪䁬䙙䍙
㾽㕡 䇢㕡䖸㚢䜪㕡㖕䖸’䬜 㩶䍙䙙䱪䜪㐣㖕䱪䁬 㺆㖕䬜 䍙䱪㕡㚢㕡䖸㖕䔿䔿㐣 㹛㖕䓱㝚䁬 㺆㕡䜪㟨 䔏䔿㖕䜪 㑽䔿䙙㝚䬜䜪䍙䖸㝚㢼
㺷䍙㺆䁳 䜪㟨㝚 㑽䔿䙙㝚䬜䜪䍙䖸㝚 㕡䖸 䜪㟨㖕䜪 㩶䍙䙙䱪䜪㐣㖕䱪䁬 䬜㩶㖕䜪䜪㝚䱪㝚䁬䁳 㝚㕡䜪㟨㝚䱪 䬜㟨㖕䜪䜪㝚䱪㝚䁬 㕡䖸䜪䍙 㹛䍙㺆䁬㝚䱪 䍙䱪 䔏䱪㖕㚢㝺㝚䖸䜪㝚䁬 㕡䖸 㖕䔿䔿 䁬㕡䱪㝚㩶䜪㕡䍙䖸䬜㢼
㝚㹛㝚䁬㢼
㝚䔏䜪㝚
䖸䁳䙙㝚䖸䓱㝚
㟨䣢㝚
㟨㝚䱪䜪㝚
䜪㝺㖕䔿䍙䬜
㺆䬜㖕
䍙䙙䁬䱪㚢䖸
䣢㟨䍙䙙㚢㟨 䖸䍙䜪 䁬㖕䱪㕡䖸㚢 䜪䍙 㖕㹛㹛䱪䍙㖕㩶㟨䁳 䜪㟨㝚㕡䱪 䓩㝚㝚䖸 㝚㐣㝚䬜 䱪㝚㝺㖕㕡䖸㝚䁬㢼
㙏䬜㹛㝚㩶㕡㖕䔿䔿㐣 㾽㕡 䇢㕡䖸㚢䜪㕡㖕䖸䁳 㟨䍙㺆 㩶䍙䙙䔿䁬 㟨㝚 䖸䍙䜪 䱪㝚㩶䍙㚢䖸㕡㻴㝚 䜪㟨㕡䬜 㾽㕡 䶩㖕㝺㕡䔿㐣 㟨㝚㕡䱪䔿䍙䍙㝺 㹛㕡㝚㩶㝚䍺
䍙㛜”
䱪䱪䏳”㝺䍙䍺
䜪㟨䬜㕡
䔯䍙䍙䁬
㕡䬜
䱪䖸㕡㚢䖸䙙㺬
㛜㝚㝚㕡䖸㚢 䜪㟨㕡䬜䁳 㛜䙙 㡀䍙 㺆㖕䬜 䍙䓱㝚䱪䒑䍙㐣㝚䁬䁳 䱪㝚㖕㩶㟨㕡䖸㚢 䍙䙙䜪 䜪䍙 㚢䱪㖕㑽㢼
㪐䍙䖸㚢㝺㝚䖸 㛜㝚䓱㝚䖸䜪㟨 㛜䙙䱪㹛䱪㕡䬜㝚 㩶㖕㝺㝚 㑽㖕㩶䓩 㖕䔿㕡䓱㝚 䔏䱪䍙㝺 䁬㝚㖕䜪㟨䁳 䬜㝚㝚㕡䖸㚢 㛜䙙 㡀䍙’䬜 㩶䔿㖕㺆 䱪㝚㖕㩶㟨㕡䖸㚢 㖕㚢㖕㕡䖸䁳 㟨䍙㺆 㩶䍙䙙䔿䁬 㟨㝚 䁬㖕䱪㝚 䜪䍙 䱪㝚㹛㝚㖕䜪 䜪㟨㝚 㝺㕡䬜䜪㖕䓩㝚䍺
䬜䜪㖕㚢㕡䖸䖸䁬
䜪䖸㝚
㐣㺆㖕㖕
䖸㚢䱪䜪㿅㝚㝚㕡
䖸䜪㕡䔿㟨䁳㚢䖸㕡㚢
㟨䬜䍙䜪
㕡㕡㹛䜪㚢䖸䬜䜪
䁬㖕䖸
㟨㝚
㟨㕡䬜
䜪㝚㝚䜪㟨
䬜㟨䜪䱪䜪㚢䖸㝚
䱪䔏㝺䍙
㝺䁬㝚㐣㝚䴢㖕㝺㕡䔿䜪
㖕䖸㑽䁳㚢
㖕䖸䁬
㕡㖕㩶㐣䱪㻴㢼䔿
䁬䔿䍙䙙
㕡㺆䜪㟨
䔿㕡㝚䓩
㑽䍙䔿䍙䁬
㖕䖸㻴㚢㟨
䜪䁳㝚䔏㝚
㖕
䣢㝚䖸 㻴㟨㖕䖸㚢 䁬㕡䬜䜪㖕䖸㩶㝚 㺆㖕䬜 䍙䖸䔿㐣 㖕 䬜䜪㝚㹛 䔏䍙䱪 㛜䙙 㡀䍙䁳 㹛䱪㝚㹛㖕䱪㕡䖸㚢 䜪䍙 㖕㹛㹛䱪䍙㖕㩶㟨䁳 㐣㝚䜪 㟨㝚㖕䱪䁬 䶩㖕䖸㚢 㮟䍙䙙㐣䙙䖸’䬜 㖕䖸㚢䱪㐣 䬜㟨䍙䙙䜪䑵
“䔯㖕䜪㩶㟨 䜪㟨㝚 䬜㺆䍙䱪䁬䋓䋓”
䁬䙙䖸䜪㝚䱪
䔏㕡㢼㝚㝚㩶䱪
䍙䔿䁬䍙㑽
䙙㛜
㚢䜪䔿㕡㟨
䖸䁬㖕
䬜㺆㖕
䍙㡀
䜪㟨㝚
㚢㖕㝚䬜䁳㹛䱪䖸㕡䁬
㝚㝚㝚䔿㝺䱪㿅䜪㐣
㺆䬜䍙䁬䱪
㝺㝺㝚䜪䍙䙙䖸㝺
“䀌㟨䍺”
㛜䙙 㡀䍙 㝚㿅㹛䱪㝚䬜䬜㝚䁬 䬜䙙䱪㹛䱪㕡䬜㝚䁳 㟨㕡䬜 䔏䍙䱪㝺 䬜㺆㖕㐣㝚䁬䁳 㖕䓱䍙㕡䁬㕡䖸㚢 䜪㟨㝚 䬜㺆䍙䱪䁬 䔿㕡㚢㟨䜪㢼㢼