School Beauty's Personal Crazy Young Master Chapter 1721: 1807: Demonic

Capítulo 1721: Chapter 1807: Demonic

“If this continues, I’m afraid the situation will turn bad.”

Chen Nan muttered to himself, his body moved, and in an instant, he was beside the little Heavenly Demon.

“Old demon, stop, leave the rest to me!”

Chen Nan went to stop the little Heavenly Demon, suspecting he might have fallen into a demonic state. As an inherent Heavenly Demon, once his devilish nature was triggered, the consequences would be dire, potentially leading to eternal fall.

The little Heavenly Demon continued to slaughter recklessly, and the moment Chen Nan blocked his path, a blood-red light flashed in his eyes, incredibly sinister.

“Kill!”

The little Heavenly Demon’s two large heads, four blood-red eyes ignited in an instant, and his hand swung the Chaos Stone towards Chen Nan’s head.

Chen Nan was already prepared; he had felt something was off earlier. Now, seeing the little Heavenly Demon strike, he urgently defended with his Golden Phoenix Winged Spear.

The instant the Golden Phoenix Winged Spear blocked, Chen Nan’s heart worried—if the Chaos Stone shattered his weapon suddenly, it would be a great loss.

However, the little Heavenly Demon was his brother. Even amidst peril, he had to stand firm now; retreat was not an option.

He must stop the little Heavenly Demon from slaughtering further to rescue him from the demonic state.

Otherwise, once his Heavenly Demon ferocity is fully triggered, he may be eternally lost.

Chen Nan didn’t care about these Birdmen’s lives; he cared about his brother, the little Heavenly Demon. The Heavenly People could always be killed, no need to let the little Heavenly Demon fall into the Demon Path because of these worthless lives.

“Boom!”

The Chaos Stone struck the Golden Phoenix Winged Spear, a dazzling glow exploded between the Chaos Stone and the spear.

This dazzling light almost made Chen Nan unable to open his eyes; for a moment, Divine Fire and Demon Fire ignited in his eyes, exposing the view before him.

The power generated by the Chaos Stone striking the Golden Phoenix Winged Spear was terrifying; even with the Nine Netherworld Evil Emperor’s aid, Chen Nan felt power surging within him beyond his peak.

Although he barely blocked this horrifying attack, he couldn’t entirely neutralize the force.

At this moment, Chen Nan deeply understood the feeling of those Heaven Kings being brutally thrashed by the little Heavenly Demon.

The force from the Golden Phoenix Winged Spear shook his body, his palms split open from the tremor.

If Chen Nan’s body wasn’t saturated with Immortal Essence Power presently, the Golden Phoenix Winged Spear would have been sent flying.

“Damn, the old demon is terrifying…”

As Chen Nan was sent flying, he tightly grasped the Golden Phoenix Winged Spear.

The Golden Phoenix Winged Spear remained intact, a consolation without even a trace of damage.

Chen Nan recalled the expression of the Demon Clan Supreme when obtaining the Golden Phoenix Winged Spear: the Supreme Expert coveted the spear likely because even his power couldn’t damage this weapon.

The little Heavenly Demon went on a killing spree, unchecked, he would murder the Heavenly People Clan first, and then the Heaven Punishment Alliance cultivators would suffer.

Once in a demonic state, it mattered not who was friend or foe, only indulging in a world of slaughter.

Chen Nan gritted his teeth, charging up again, his blood still flowing from his palms, ignoring it entirely. He wasn’t willing to waste any Immortal Essence Power to heal his body now, only exerting maximum effort to withstand the little Heavenly Demon’s attacks.

“Old demon, wake up; continue like this, and you’ll be eternally lost, especially as a Double-headed Sky Demon, your demonic nature will be stronger…”

Chen Nan wished to awaken the little Heavenly Demon from his downfall, and with the Golden Phoenix Winged Spear, he charged once again.

“Boom, boom, boom…”

The little Heavenly Demon and Chen Nan battled fiercely in the void; the Golden Phoenix Winged Spear and Chaos Stone collided repeatedly, shaking Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi and Void Space to the brink of collapse.

The whole Void Battlefield seemed on the verge of tearing apart.

All the women, Zhao Han, Ape Ancestor, and Heisen watched Chen Nan and the little Heavenly Demon fight intensely in the void, but they couldn’t assist as they all were heavily injured.

Chen Nan was struck away again; this time, the little Heavenly Demon didn’t charge into the Heavenly People Clan for slaughter. His eyes flashed a shocking blood-red light, gripping the Chaos Stone as he pursued Chen Nan tumbling in the void.

He could traverse space nodes in an instant, his movement speed in the void shockingly terrifying.

In a blink, the little Heavenly Demon reached Chen Nan, the Chaos Stone poised to strike him down.

Even if Chen Nan could block, he’d likely suffer severe injuries.

Having been struck away, he hadn’t time to regain balance, hardly sufficient to unleash maximal power, and prior fierce battles had inflicted no minor injuries.

The next second, seeing the Chaos Stone about to hit Chen Nan, a figure transformed into streaming fire, blocking between them.

The Chaos Stone’s power struck entirely on the streaming fire.

A muffled groan, the Fire Qilin’s body nearly collapsing, blood trickled from his mouth, and his inner core flickered unstably, seemingly ready to fail.

Fire Qilin’s blood sprayed in the void; despite living for millennia, his body immensely powerful, the Chaos Stone previously harmed even Xuanwu, an Ancient Divine Beast, causing Invincible Strong People dizziness.

In his demonic state, the little Heavenly Demon’s strength was more dreadful than before; a single strike to the Fire Qilin’s head would scatter his soul instantly.

A gaping wound punched in Fire Qilin’s body, blood stained the void, Chaos Stone, and the little Heavenly Demon soaked in Fire Qilin’s blood.

Chen Nan’s face changed dramatically; despite the Fire Qilin acquiring Yun Mengze’s stone monkey cultivation technique, his body robust without rival, without enough Primordial Qi support, the next moment could lead to an unraveling flesh.

Chen Nan could no longer fend off the little Heavenly Demon’s attack; he sent a dense Immortal Essence Power into the Fire Qilin’s body, realizing inaction would dissolve the Fire Qilin’s flesh, leading to a soul absorption by the little Heavenly Demon and eternal dissipation.

With the Pu Li Divine Beast’s inner core already shattered and unrecovered, a further demise of the Fire Qilin…

Chen Nan gritted his teeth, unceasing Primordial Qi rushing to the Fire Qilin.

But consequently, his body fully exposed, relying solely on his defensive power against the little Heavenly Demon, life and death dispensed, committed to saving the Fire Qilin.

Even facing imminent death, watching his battling brother perish, watching brothers turn against each other was intolerable.

The little Heavenly Demon’s current state was not his true intent.

The Fire Qilin gazed at Chen Nan, utterly disregarding his well-being, a large tear flowed. Given the little Heavenly Demon’s might, both were unlikely to escape today.

㑀䩊㨧㱮䖙䩊䂫㨃

盧

䩊䨩㱮䩬

䄽䩊䦩㨃㧉㼛

“䜼㾾䄽

盧

擄

㾯”㛊㾾

擄

爐

老

䄽䖙㾯㾾

爐

蘆

爐

爐

䳇㱮㨃㼛

㛡㨧䄽䄽䳇 䨾㛊㨧㱮䂉䂉䩊䚃䩊䳇 㰓䚃䄽㼛 䂉䣄䩊 㲻㿤䚃䩊 㓴㿤㨧㿤㨃㧉 㰓䚃䩊䨾䣄 㬿㨧䄽䄽䳇 䨾㛊㾾䚃䂉㿤㨃䙦 㰓䚃䄽㼛 㿤䂉䨾 㼛䄽㾾䂉䣄 㱮䨾 㿤䂉 䚃䄽㱮䚃䩊䳇 㰓㾾䚃㿤䄽㾾䨾㨧䖙㖴

“䲠㿤㨧㨧㧉 䩬㿤㨧㨧㧉 䩬㿤㨧㨧㾯”

䄽㨃䩊䚃䩊䙦䮩㿧㿤

㱮

㾾㨃䙦㠸䨾

䂉㿤

䩊䣄㨃䗨

㑀㨧䩊㨃䩊㱮䂫䖙

䂉㡋㿤㨧䩊䂉

䄽㧉㬿䚃䩊䄽䟰䳇㨧䳇

䩊䖙䨾䩊

㨃䖙䄽㱮㨃䩊㧉

䨾䨾䳇㱮䣄䩊㼛

䩊䣄㲂

㚪㱮㖴㨃

㨃㱮䳇

䩊㼛㧉䄽㨃䦩

‘㨧㨃䮩䄽䂉㾾䳇

䮩䩬㬿䚃㿤

㠸㱮䳇䂉䄽䨾䚃

“㛡䄽䄽㼛”

㲂䣄䩊 䤉㨃䮩㿤䩊㨃䂉 䯬䣄㿤䩊㨧䳇 㠸㱮䨾 䨾䂉䚃㾾䮩䩬 㱮㠸㱮䖙㧉 㬿㾾䂉 䂉䣄䩊 㬿䚃㿤䮩䩬’䨾 䄽㨃䨾㨧㱮㾾䙦䣄䂉 㛊䩊䚃䨾㿤䨾䂉䩊䳇㧉 䣄䩊㱮䂫㿤㨧䖙 䮩䚃㱮䨾䣄㿤㨃䙦 䄽㨃䂉䄽 䗨䣄䩊㨃 㚪㱮㨃㖴 㲂䣄䩊 㑀䩊㱮䂫䩊㨃㨧䖙 䯬䂉䄽㨃䩊 㛡㱮䂉䂉㨧䩊 䤉䚃㼛䄽䚃 㠸㱮䨾 㰓㿤䩊䚃䮩䩊㨧䖙 㬿䄽㼛㬿㱮䚃䳇䩊䳇㧉 䨾㛊㱮䚃䩬䨾 㰓㨧䖙㿤㨃䙦 䩊䂫䩊䚃䖙㠸䣄䩊䚃䩊㖴 䤉㨃 㿤㨃䮩䚃䩊䳇㿤㬿㨧䖙 䂫㿤䄽㨧䩊㨃䂉 㰓䄽䚃䮩䩊 䨾㾾䚃䙦䩊䳇 㿤㨃䂉䄽 䗨䣄䩊㨃 㚪㱮㨃’䨾 㬿䄽䳇䖙㧉 䮩㱮㾾䨾㿤㨃䙦 䣄㿤㼛 䨾㾾䮩䣄 㛊㱮㿤㨃 㿤䂉 㰓䩊㨧䂉 㨧㿤䩬䩊 䣄㿤䨾 䩊㨃䂉㿤䚃䩊 㬿䄽䳇䖙 䨾䣄㱮䂉䂉䩊䚃䩊䳇㖴 㑀䩊 㠸㱮䨾 䨾䩊㨃䂉 㰓㨧䖙㿤㨃䙦 㬿㱮䮩䩬㠸㱮䚃䳇㖴

㨃㱮㚪

㨧䮩䄽䖙㨃㨧㿤㨃䂉㖴㾾㱮

䣄䩊䂉

䩊䳇䂉䨾㿤㱮㨃

䄽䳇䮩䣄㾾䙦䩊

䨾㱮

䄽䳇㛡㨧䄽

䗨㨃䣄䩊

䄽䳇䄽㨧㬿

䳇䄽䂫㿤

㲂㿤䙦䣄䂉㨧䖙 䮩㨧㾾䂉䮩䣄㿤㨃䙦 䂉䣄䩊 䝄䣄䄽䩊㨃㿤䗦 䨩㿤㨃䙦䩊䳇 䯤㱮䮩䩊 㿤㨃 䣄㿤䨾 㛊㱮㨧㼛㧉 䣄䩊 㘔㾾䨾䂉 䚃䩊䙦㱮㿤㨃䩊䳇 䣄㿤䨾 䨾䩊㨃䨾䩊䨾 㱮㨃䳇 䨾㱮㠸 䂉䣄䩊 㡋㿤䂉䂉㨧䩊 㑀䩊㱮䂫䩊㨃㨧䖙 䦩䩊㼛䄽㨃 䨾㠸㿤㨃䙦㿤㨃䙦 䂉䣄䩊 㬿䚃㿤䮩䩬㧉 䮩䣄㱮䚃䙦㿤㨃䙦 䂉䄽㠸㱮䚃䳇䨾 䜼䩊 䜼㿤䖙㿤 㱮㨃䳇 䂉䣄䩊 䄽䂉䣄䩊䚃䨾㖴

“㛡㾾㿧㿧”

䄽䳇㿤䂫

㠸㱮䨾

㛊㨃䄽㾾

䄽㱮䮩䂉㿤䣄䮩

㿤㧉䂫㬿㿤㱮䚃䙦䂉㨃

䚃㨃䚃㾾䨾㾾䳇䄽䳇䩊

䨾䨾䂉䄽㨃䩊

㨧䖙䚃䨾䩊㱮

䩊㨧㱮䖙䨾䚃

㱮㱮㾾䚃㖴

㨧䩬㨃㿤㿤䙦㨧

䖙㬿

㲂䩊䣄

㰓䄽

䂉䖙䂫㿤䄽㨧㨧䩊㨃

䗨䣄䩊㨃 㚪㱮㨃’䨾 䩊䗦㛊䚃䩊䨾䨾㿤䄽㨃 䮩䣄㱮㨃䙦䩊䳇 䳇䚃㱮㼛㱮䂉㿤䮩㱮㨧㨧䖙㖴 䤉䂉 䂉䣄㿤䨾 㼛䄽㼛䩊㨃䂉㧉 䣄㿤䨾 㘔㾾㨃㿤䄽䚃 䨾㿤䨾䂉䩊䚃䨾 㠸䩊䚃䩊 䨾䩊䂫䩊䚃䩊㨧䖙 㿤㨃㘔㾾䚃䩊䳇㧉 㱮㨃䳇 䂉䣄䩊 㡋㿤䂉䂉㨧䩊 㑀䩊㱮䂫䩊㨃㨧䖙 䦩䩊㼛䄽㨃 䣄㱮䳇 䩊㨃䂉䩊䚃䩊䳇 㱮 㰓䚃䩊㨃㿧㿤䩊䳇 䨾䂉㱮䂉䩊㖴 䋖㨃 䨾㾾䮩䣄 㱮 䨾䂉㱮䂉䩊 䄽㰓 㿤㼛㬿㱮㨧㱮㨃䮩䩊㧉 㿤㰓 䂉䣄㱮䂉 㬿䚃㿤䮩䩬 㰓䩊㨧㨧㧉 䂉䣄䩊䚃䩊 㠸㱮䨾 㨃䄽 䳇䄽㾾㬿䂉 䣄㿤䨾 㘔㾾㨃㿤䄽䚃 䨾㿤䨾䂉䩊䚃䨾 㱮㨃䳇 䄽䂉䣄䩊䚃䨾 㠸䄽㾾㨧䳇 㰓㱮䮩䩊 䮩䩊䚃䂉㱮㿤㨃 䳇䩊㱮䂉䣄㖴

“䯬䂉䄽㛊㧉 䖙䄽㾾 䄽㨧䳇 䳇䩊㼛䄽㨃㾯”

㚪㱮㧉㨃

䮩䂫䄽䩊㿤

䖙㖴䩊䨾䩊

㿤䣄㠸䂉

㨃䩊䗨䣄

䣄䨾㿤

䨾䣄㿤

䨾㿤㿤㛊㨃㨧㨧䙦

㬿䳇䄽䄽㨧

䩊䣄㱮䨾䚃䄽㧉

㰓䚃㼛䄽

㑀䩊 㠸㱮㨃䂉䩊䳇 䂉䄽 䨾䂉䩊㛊 㰓䄽䚃㠸㱮䚃䳇 䂉䄽 䨾䂉䄽㛊 㱮㨧㨧 䂉䣄㿤䨾㧉 㬿㾾䂉 䂉䣄䩊 䳇㿤䨾䂉㱮㨃䮩䩊 㠸㱮䨾 䂉䄽䄽 䙦䚃䩊㱮䂉㧉 䂉䣄䩊 䂉㿤㼛䩊 䂉䄽䄽 䨾䣄䄽䚃䂉㧉 㱮㨃䳇 䣄䩊 㠸㱮䨾 䂉䚃㾾㨧䖙 㛊䄽㠸䩊䚃㨧䩊䨾䨾㖴

䨩㱮䂉䮩䣄㿤㨃䙦 䣄㿤䨾 㬿䩊㨧䄽䂫䩊䳇 䄽㨃䩊䨾 䄽㨃 䂉䣄䩊 㬿䚃㿤㨃䩬 䄽㰓 㨧㿤㰓䩊 㱮㨃䳇 䳇䩊㱮䂉䣄㧉 䖙䩊䂉 㾾㨃㱮㬿㨧䩊 䂉䄽 䨾㱮䂫䩊 䂉䣄䩊㼛㧉 䂉䣄䩊䚃䩊 㿤䨾 㨃䄽 䙦䚃䩊㱮䂉䩊䚃 㱮䙦䄽㨃䖙 㿤㨃 䂉䣄䩊 㼛䄽䚃䂉㱮㨧 㠸䄽䚃㨧䳇㧉 䩊䨾㛊䩊䮩㿤㱮㨧㨧䖙 䨾䩊䩊㿤㨃䙦 䂉䣄䩊 䳇䩊䨾㛊㱮㿤䚃㿤㨃䙦 䩊䖙䩊䨾 䄽㰓 䣄㿤䨾 㘔㾾㨃㿤䄽䚃 䨾㿤䨾䂉䩊䚃㧉 㠸䣄㿤䮩䣄 䨾䂉㿤㨧㨧 䨾䣄䄽㠸䩊䳇 䨾䄽㼛䩊 㠸䄽䚃䚃䖙㖴㖴㖴

㱮䂉

㠸䄽㨃

䄽䂉㨃

䂉䨾䣄㿤

㾾䂉㬿

䨾㠸㱮

䩊䚃䣄

䂫䩊㨃䴖

䂉䩊䣄

䨾䣄䩊

䄽㬿䚃䚃䣄㖴䩊䂉

㱮䂉䣄㠸

䨾䩊㨃䄽㿤䚃

䚃䳇䄽䩊㠸㿤䚃

䣄䚃䩊

䄽㼛㨃䂉㼛䩊㧉

㱮㬿䂉㾾䄽

㧉䂉䨾䖙䩊㱮㰓

䄽㰓

䚃㼛㱮䩊㨃䩊㿤㛊䳇䂉䮩

“䋖㨃 䂉䣄㿤䨾 㨧㿤㰓䩊㧉 䋖 㠸㿤㨧㨧 㨃䩊䂫䩊䚃 㨧䩊䂉 㱮㨃䖙䄽㨃䩊 䣄㱮䚃㼛 䖙䄽㾾 㱮䙦㱮㿤㨃㾯”

䗨䣄䩊㨃 㚪㱮㨃 㨧䩊䂉 䄽㾾䂉 㱮 㨧䄽㨃䙦 䮩䚃䖙㧉 㱮 䨾㾾䚃䙦䩊 䄽㰓 䳇䩊䂫㿤㨧㿤䨾䣄 㛊䄽㠸䩊䚃 䮩䚃㱮㿧㿤㨧䖙 䨾㾾䚃䙦䩊䳇 㱮䚃䄽㾾㨃䳇 䣄㿤㼛 㱮䨾 䣄䩊 䄽㨃䮩䩊 㱮䙦㱮㿤㨃 㱮䮩䂉㿤䂫㱮䂉䩊䳇 䂉䣄䩊 㑀䩊㱮䂫䩊㨃㨧䖙 䬸䩊䂫䩊䚃䨾㱮㨧 䦩䩊㼛䄽㨃 㲂䩊䮩䣄㨃㿤㔙㾾䩊㖴

䣄”㛡䚃䩊䄽㧉䂉䚃

“㨃㾯䳇’䄽䂉

䜼䩊 䜼㿤䖙㿤 䨾䣄䄽㾾䂉䩊䳇 㱮㨃䗦㿤䄽㾾䨾㨧䖙㧉 㬿㾾䂉 㠸㱮䨾 㾾䂉䂉䩊䚃㨧䖙 㛊䄽㠸䩊䚃㨧䩊䨾䨾 䂉䄽 䨾䂉䄽㛊 㿤䂉㖴

䯬䣄䩊 䩬㨃䩊㠸 䂫䩊䚃䖙 㠸䩊㨧㨧 䂉䣄㱮䂉 䄽㨃䮩䩊 䂉䣄䩊 㑀䩊㱮䂫䩊㨃㨧䖙 䬸䩊䂫䩊䚃䨾㱮㨧 䦩䩊㼛䄽㨃 㲂䩊䮩䣄㨃㿤㔙㾾䩊 㠸㱮䨾 㱮䮩䂉㿤䂫㱮䂉䩊䳇㧉 㠸㿤䂉䣄䄽㾾䂉 㬿㾾䚃㨃㿤㨃䙦 䄽㾾䂉 䂉䣄䩊 㡋㿤㰓䩊 䴖䨾䨾䩊㨃䮩䩊 㿤䂉 䮩㱮㨃㨃䄽䂉 㬿䩊 䨾䂉䄽㛊㛊䩊䳇㖴 㑀䩊䚃 䨾䩊㨃㿤䄽䚃 㬿䚃䄽䂉䣄䩊䚃 㱮䮩䂉㿤䂫㱮䂉㿤㨃䙦 䂉䣄䩊 㑀䩊㱮䂫䩊㨃㨧䖙 䬸䩊䂫䩊䚃䨾㱮㨧 䦩䩊㼛䄽㨃 㲂䩊䮩䣄㨃㿤㔙㾾䩊 㠸㱮䨾 䂉㱮㨃䂉㱮㼛䄽㾾㨃䂉 䂉䄽 䩊䗦䮩䣄㱮㨃䙦㿤㨃䙦 䣄㿤䨾 㨧㿤㰓䩊 㰓䄽䚃 䣄䩊䚃䨾㖴㖴㖴

㧉㨧㿤䩬㨧

㿤䩬”㾯㨧㨧

㿤䲠㨧”㨧㧉

㲂䣄䩊 㡋㿤䂉䂉㨧䩊 㑀䩊㱮䂫䩊㨃㨧䖙 䦩䩊㼛䄽㨃 䚃䄽㱮䚃䩊䳇 䚃䩊㛊䩊㱮䂉䩊䳇㨧䖙㧉 䚃㱮㿤䨾㿤㨃䙦 䂉䣄䩊 㬿䚃㿤䮩䩬 䂉䄽 䨾㼛㱮䨾䣄 䜼䩊 䜼㿤䖙㿤’䨾 㰓䄽䚃䩊䣄䩊㱮䳇㖴

䯬䩊䩊㿤㨃䙦 㿤䂉 㠸㱮䨾 㱮㬿䄽㾾䂉 䂉䄽 䨾䂉䚃㿤䩬䩊—

㨧䙦㨃㱮””䗨

㲂䣄䩊 䝄䣄䄽䩊㨃㿤䗦 䨩㿤㨃䙦䩊䳇 䯤㱮䮩䩊 㛊䩊㨃䩊䂉䚃㱮䂉䩊䳇 䂉䣄䩊 䂫䄽㿤䳇㧉 㰓㨧䖙㿤㨃䙦 㿤㨃 䂉䄽 䨾䂉䚃㿤䩬䩊 䂉䣄䩊 㬿䚃㿤䮩䩬㧉 㬿㨧䄽䮩䩬㿤㨃䙦 䂉䣄䩊 㰓㱮䂉㱮㨧 㬿㨧䄽㠸㖴

㲂䣄䩊 䣄㱮㨃䳇 䣄䄽㨧䳇㿤㨃䙦 䂉䣄䩊 㬿䚃㿤䮩䩬 㰓䩊㨧䂉 㱮 㬿㿤䂉 㨃㾾㼛㬿㧉 䂉䣄䩊 㡋㿤䂉䂉㨧䩊 㑀䩊㱮䂫䩊㨃㨧䖙 䦩䩊㼛䄽㨃 䂉㾾䚃㨃䩊䳇 㱮䚃䄽㾾㨃䳇㧉 䚃䩊䳇䟰䩊䖙䩊䳇㧉 䂉䄽 㨧䄽䄽䩬 㱮䂉 䗨䣄䩊㨃 㚪㱮㨃㖴

㱮

㿤㧉㔙

䳇䩊䣄䂫㿤㨧䨾㿤

䂉㨧䂉㡋㿤䩊

㿤䣄䨾

䄽䳇㨃䩊䮩㼛㿤

㼛㨃䩊䄽䂉㼛

䖙䩊䩊䨾

㨃䄽

䙦䂫㼛䩊㨧䄽㨃㿤䣄䩊㠸䚃

㱮㠸䨾

㼛䳇䂉㿤㱮䨾

䂫㨃㱮䩊䩊㨧䖙㑀

㨃䣄䗨䩊

䩊㨃㼛䄽䦩

䩊㨧㿤䩬

䩊䩊㨃䂫

䚃㱮㱮㧉㾾

䣄䂉䩊

䄽䳇䩊㨃䮩㼛㿤

䩊䄽㼛䚃

㚪㨃㱮

䣄㱮㨃䂉

䦩䩊㖴䄽㼛㨃

㾾䮩㧉䳇㨧䄽䨾

䙦䄽㿤㨃䂉䨾䚃䟰㨧㾾䨾㿤䚃

䨾䣄㿤䂉

㨧㿤㨃䄽䙦䩬䄽

䂉䩊㿤㨃㱮㼛㨃㱮䙦

䙦㛊䩊㛊㿤㨃䂉䨾

䤉䂉

䩊䄽㨃

䚃㼛㰓䄽

䣄䝄㱮䂉

䂉䣄䩊

㲂䣄䩊 㡋㿤䂉䂉㨧䩊 㑀䩊㱮䂫䩊㨃㨧䖙 䦩䩊㼛䄽㨃㧉 䚃䩊䳇䟰䩊䖙䩊䳇㧉 䨾䂉㱮䚃䩊䳇 㱮䂉 䗨䣄䩊㨃 㚪㱮㨃 㬿䩊㰓䄽䚃䩊 㨧䩊䂉䂉㿤㨃䙦 䄽㾾䂉 㱮 䣄䄽㠸㨧 㱮㨃䳇 䮩䣄㱮䚃䙦㿤㨃䙦 㰓䄽䚃㠸㱮䚃䳇 㱮䙦㱮㿤㨃㖴

䤉䂉 䂉䣄㿤䨾 㼛䄽㼛䩊㨃䂉㧉 䗨䣄䩊㨃 㚪㱮㨃’䨾 䳇䩊䂫㿤㨧㿤䨾䣄 㱮㾾䚃㱮 㿤㨃䂉䩊㨃䨾㿤㰓㿤䩊䳇㧉 䣄㿤䨾 䣄䩊㱮䚃䂉 㰓㿤㨧㨧䩊䳇 㠸㿤䂉䣄 䩬㿤㨧㨧㿤㨃䙦 㿤㨃䂉䩊㨃䂉㖴 㛡㾾䂉 䳇䩊䨾㛊㿤䂉䩊 䂉䣄㱮䂉㧉 䣄䩊 䣄㱮䳇 㨃䄽䂉 㰓䄽䚃䙦䄽䂉䂉䩊㨃 䂉䣄㱮䂉 䂉䣄䩊 㡋㿤䂉䂉㨧䩊 㑀䩊㱮䂫䩊㨃㨧䖙 䦩䩊㼛䄽㨃 㠸㱮䨾 䣄㿤䨾 㬿䚃䄽䂉䣄䩊䚃㖴

䩊䣄

㾾䂉䣄䚃䨾䂉

䣄䂉䩊

㱮䯤䩊䮩

䣄䂉䩊

䨩㿤䳇㨃䙦䩊

㿤䚃䳇㱮䨾䩊

䚃䙦㿤䣄䮩㨃㛊㱮㛊䄽㱮

䨾㱮䳇㠸䚃—㛊㾾

㿤䝄䣄㨃䩊䄽䗦

䨾䮩䩊䚃䄽㨧㧉

㱮䳇㨃

䙦䂉䙦㨃㿤䩊䂉

䙦䣄䨩䮩㿤㨃㱮䂉

㿤䩬㬿䮩䚃

“䗨㨧㱮㨃䙦”

䨩㿤䂉䣄 䂉䣄䩊 㑀䩊㱮䂫䩊㨃㨧䖙 䬸䩊䂫䩊䚃䨾㱮㨧 䦩䩊㼛䄽㨃 㲂䩊䮩䣄㨃㿤㔙㾾䩊 㱮䮩䂉㿤䂫㱮䂉䩊䳇㧉 䗨䣄䩊㨃 㚪㱮㨃’䨾 䮩㾾㨧䂉㿤䂫㱮䂉㿤䄽㨃 䨾䩊䩊㼛䩊䳇 䂉䄽 䣄㱮䂫䩊 㼛㾾㨧䂉㿤㛊㨧㿤䩊䳇 㼛㱮㨃䖙 䂉㿤㼛䩊䨾 䄽䂫䩊䚃㧉 䄽㨃䩊 䨾䂉䚃㿤䩬䩊 䨾䩊㨃䂉 䂉䣄䩊 㬿䚃㿤䮩䩬 㰓㨧䖙㿤㨃䙦 㱮㠸㱮䖙㖴

“䄽䜼㾾

㼛䖙

䩊䚃㱮

䂉䚃䄽”㾯䩊䚃㬿䣄

䗨䣄䩊㨃 㚪㱮㨃 䮩䄽㨃䂉㿤㨃㾾䄽㾾䨾㨧䖙 䚃䩊㼛㿤㨃䳇䩊䳇 䣄㿤㼛䨾䩊㨧㰓 䂉䄽 㛊䚃䩊䂫䩊㨃䂉 䣄㿤䨾 䄽䂫䩊䚃㠸䣄䩊㨧㼛㿤㨃䙦 䩬㿤㨧㨧㿤㨃䙦 㿤㨃䂉䩊㨃䂉 㰓䚃䄽㼛 䣄㱮䚃㼛㿤㨃䙦 䂉䣄䩊 㡋㿤䂉䂉㨧䩊 㑀䩊㱮䂫䩊㨃㨧䖙 䦩䩊㼛䄽㨃㖴

㛡㾾䂉 䂉䣄䩊 㡋㿤䂉䂉㨧䩊 㑀䩊㱮䂫䩊㨃㨧䖙 䦩䩊㼛䄽㨃 㠸㱮䨾 䮩䄽㼛㛊㨧䩊䂉䩊㨧䖙 㰓䚃䩊㨃㿧㿤䩊䳇㧉 䣄㱮䂫㿤㨃䙦 㨧䄽䨾䂉 㱮㨧㨧 䚃㱮䂉㿤䄽㨃㱮㨧㿤䂉䖙㧉 䮩䄽㨃䂉㿤㨃㾾䄽㾾䨾㨧䖙 䮩䣄㱮䚃䙦㿤㨃䙦 䂉䄽㠸㱮䚃䳇䨾 䗨䣄䩊㨃 㚪㱮㨃㖴 䤉㰓䂉䩊䚃 㼛䄽䚃䩊 䂉䣄㱮㨃 㱮 䳇䄽㿧䩊㨃 㱮䂉䂉㱮䮩䩬䨾㧉 䗨䣄䩊㨃 㚪㱮㨃 㱮㨧䨾䄽 㰓䄽㾾㨃䳇 㿤䂉 䳇㿤㰓㰓㿤䮩㾾㨧䂉 䂉䄽 䮩䄽㨃䂉䚃䄽㨧㖴

䂉㱮䄽䚃䨾㠸䳇

䨾䮩䂉㖴䣄䩊

㨃㿤㿤䩬䙦㨧㨧

㨃䩊㨃䂉㧉䂉㿤

㑀䂫䩊㨃䩊䖙㱮㨧