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- It's like a precise and perfect card game.
??After precise calculations, capital games, secret battles in the heart, tragic sacrifices, and the determination to make a desperate move, this card game that affects the fate of countless people finally comes to an end.
The k, q, and j representing the king, queen and attendants are dead, leaving only the ghost cards and the ghost cards killing each other on the battlefield.
In the end, the winner was finally clear, and the winner showed a bloody and cruel smile.
Then, suddenly something outside the rules entered here. In the game of cards, there are conflicts and fights. Wherever you go, all rules and victories are destroyed. It is unreasonable, regardless of the reason, and it is incredible.
It's like someone was impatient with the ants' war, so he poured a pot of hot water on it; when a book was well unfolded, meteors fell from the sky; three groups of people pushed the tower and gathered on the high ground, almost knocking down the enemy's base. At that time, the network was disconnected.
No matter who it is, when they see this scene, they will smash everything within reach, then grab the initiator and yell into his ears:
¡°What the fuck is this?!¡±
Qu Qingyang roared.
The pair of blood-red eyes stared at the moonlight, and he exposed his white teeth, like an enraged beast, chewing and tearing a name repeatedly with sharp teeth:
"Constantine"
Everyone knows that Constantine is a disaster, a man who will always bring misfortune and disaster. Cooperating with him will only be used until he turns into a ball of ashes and dregs.
But when this damn guy knocks on their door, few can refuse his offer.
Everyone knows that you can¡¯t walk with the devil. Everything about him is just a disguise. All his conditions are designed to make people step into the abyss. Trapped in a quagmire and unable to extricate oneself.
The temptation of the devil is always irresistible. For example, the many control codes of restraint, such as the complete security plan of the relevant departmentssuch as everything the heart desires.
But no one knows what else he is hiding.
The person who was encouraged rushed to the front, and for a while he became a bad guy. Then at some point, he missed the path he provided and fell into the abyss.
Everyone feels that they can escape, but no one can escape.
"damn it¡¡"
Qu Qingyang angrily smashed the monitor in front of him: "Fuck! Fuck Constantine, fuck World Treeit's not over yet!"
He looked at those blue eyes angrily. Those blue eyes seemed to have noticed his gaze, and turned around to look at him.
"It's not over yet, no!"
He lay in front of the monitor and looked into those indifferent eyes: "I have paid so much, no one can stop me not even you!"
At that moment, an unprecedented light burned.
From his body.
It was as if the flesh and blood were on fire, twisting rapidly and evaporating in intense pain, igniting white flames.
That is the fire of the soul.
Countless rays of light spread out from his body like sparks and fell on this huge city. Those souls wandering in the ruins were also ignited, and those resentments that could not be dissipated were ignited. Those unrefined ambitions and unforgettable love were all turned into fuel under the burning of the crazy soul.
"One o'clock, two o'clock, three o'clock, turned into a terrible wave.
That is the prairie fire ignited by the Avengers. Even the ice flow of moonlight cannot extinguish it, because it only exists in the mind.
In the white flames, Qu Qingyang's body instantly turned into a skinny body, like a mummy that had been exposed to the sun for thousands of years. But his power was rising steadily, soaring crazily from the fourth stage, using the millions of people he killed as fuel to climb to the highest peak.
In a silent explosion, a tornado composed of white soul fire rose from the sky.
Amid the hoarse cries of countless resentful spirits, they burned crazily, scorching all creatures that still had minds.
Weak animals had their souls usurped at the first moment, and were thrown into the burning involuntarily. Their bodies were also converted into fuel and became a backup energy source.
Qu Qingyang, who had sacrificed everything, has now grown to an extent beyond words.
It is like the one-night dream in Shangyang City that was born from the thoughts of countless people, but it is countless times more powerful. This is the power formed after igniting tens of millions of people.
"Millions of people who have died in vain, with all their body and mind gathered together, can almost tamper with the world."?
He paved the way with the corpses of tens of millions of people and climbed to the peak. The fluctuations of thoughts condensed into substance spread out in all directions like a wave. Wherever it goes, even the laws modified by the World Tree are in turmoil.
The fire of the soul is eroding the entire city like poison, pulling it into the abyss of turmoil and change.
The world.
The heaven and earth suddenly turned into a ferocious realm, and the layers of the earth cracked, spitting out lava and fire. Dark clouds gathered in the sky, and the huge shadows of countless terrifying creatures wandered among them, and there was lightning and thunder.
Even if the moonlight hangs high, it cannot illuminate the darkness created by the human heart.
There is endless malice between heaven and earth, targeting the young man in the center.
And at the highest point, in the white flame tornado, countless bones formed a ferocious throne. Qu Qingyang, who had been eroded by countless negative emotions and turned into an evil ghost, sat on it, overlooking the entire world.
"Constantine's plan is perfect."
He murmured hoarsely: "He sent the World Tree to a place most suitable for its rebirth. He had everything in his hands He didn't even need to come to Zhonghai. But he forgot that even if the World Tree could change the rules, But it can¡¯t change people¡¯s hearts¡and it can¡¯t change my determination.¡±
"This city should be destroyed."
He looked down at the burning world and whispered: "Today."
Qu Qingyang looked down at his body. In that layer of glass-like body were countless resentful spirits sealed within it. They seemed to be imprisoned in a bottle, struggling hard and crying in pain.
But all the anger, pain, and despair were turned into the fuel of the white flame.
The flames of hatred are burning the world. Change it into the scene in the host's mind.
A scorched earth of doom.
"I sacrificed so much to get here. No one can stop me. Not even Constantine."
He roared angrily and stretched out his hand towards Zhou Li who was looking up below: "A puppet who doesn't understand anything is not worthy of standing in front of me."
At that moment, the clouds in the sky exploded.
In the flash of electric light, countless huge monsters swimming in it twitched in pain, and blood-colored liquid poured down from the sky like a river, turning into heavy rain.
Countless blood blended into the moonlight, dyeing it blood red.
The air is filled with a strong stench and smell. It's like it rotted away after countless people died.
Under the mutual penetration of the World Tree and the resentful spirits, this city seemed to have fallen into a foreign land, and instantly turned into a terrifying hell of blood and flesh.
On the ground, the cracks gushing out lava turned into large mouths of painful wailing, and blood fountains spewed out from the large mouths. Under the erosion of the blood springs, the bones of the deceased slowly crawled out from the ruins, deformed white bones and twisted flesh and blood. A few blasts on their bodies, turning them into endless monsters.
Those demons roared madly. Driven by a crazy will, he rushed towards Zhou Li.
Some are running on all fours like dogs. But the head turned into three ferocious mouths. Some look like snakes, but their whole bodies are covered with skeletal scales Those creatures that should have appeared in nightmares are now here.
Thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, millions
All the dead people in this city are on the opposite side of Zhou Li. They surrounded Zhou Li layer by layer and bit at him crazily.
But Zhou Li didn't feel fear, and his mood didn't even fluctuate at all, as if he was no longer human. Everything in this world is like a mote of dust.
"SisterI finally feel how you feel."
His thoughts drifted away, and he recalled the unknown woman, murmuring softly.
Amidst the waves of flesh and blood, he lightly kicked the stirrup.
So, in the rain of blood, four eyes lit up.
On the face of the eight-legged giant horse, lightning-like lightning flashed between its four eyes. It stood upright and neighed. The horse's hooves stepped down and crushed the skulls of the two monsters.
The sounds of wind and thunder converged. Under its feet, every time it took a step forward, it was like stepping on an iron drum that shook the world. The terrifying thunderclap reverberated throughout the world again and again. Wherever the sound wave passed, the rules distorted by resentment also vibrated.
At this moment, the incarnation of the World Tree began to accelerate and run wildly!
On top of the war horse, Zhou Li clenched his long knife, and the Weeping Blade penetrated the three flying beasts, sucking wildly.The blood and resentment in it made the sound of cracking jade.
In the sound of collapse, its blade grew inch by inch.
Like an evil beast devouring bones, it strengthens itself. It sucked in those sweet resentments and began to change rapidly. Until finally, it turned into a terrifying weapon two meters long.
It is no longer colorless and transparent, endless resentment renders it bone white.
The two-meter-long blade reflects the moonlight quietly, and is plain and simple. However, in the phantom of the blade, it seems that there are countless resentful spirits fighting and killing. When the wind blows, it emits an endless scream.
In the wave of the war horse, it passed through the tide of demons as lightly as a feather, creating a curtain of blood. The demons killed by it were all turned into ashes.
The iron hooves of the eight-legged giant horse set off a storm, and the storm carried fly ash up to the sky, and then fluttered down.
The power of thunder and fire gathered under its hooves. As it advanced, a tragic ravine was torn open in the sea of ??demons, dripping with blood. When the fly ash fell, it dyed everything into dead ashes.
The whole world seemed to have turned into a blanket of flesh and blood, in turmoil.
In this rain of blood, the eight-legged war horse advanced towards the flame tornado that penetrated the sky and the earth.
Gradually, its speed became faster and faster, until finally, it was like galloping lightning.
After crossing the river of blood, he rushed to the sky!
If this world is a nightmare, then there must be an iron horse glacier entering this dream.
Wherever he passed, everything was reduced to ashes and turned into mud.
on the ground. The moment the demon tide was broken through. It exploded. It was reduced to countless blood and water, seeping into the void.
Immediately afterwards, the world began to change crazily, sometimes like a dying monster, sometimes like a volcano in hell, sometimes silent and desolate, sometimes manic like a star about to explode.
But no matter how it changes, it can't stop the eight-legged giant horse from moving forward.
Nothing can stand in front of the burning meteor.
To the end. The world has turned into the apocalyptic scene described in the Book of Revelation.
Hail mixed with fire and blood fell from the sky, burning mountains rolled into the sea, and stars fell into the rivers. The day is no longer bright, and the night is starless. Thousands of deformed creatures rolled on the ground and turned into bloody crows.
¡®Woe to you! Woe to you! Woe to you! ¡®
They screamed hoarsely, rising like black clouds, soaring high in the sky, rushing towards Zhou Li crazily, pecking at him with their sharp claws and long beaks.
But the burning meteor was still moving forward, and the black crow tide was broken through. Like tearing a piece of tissue paper.
Finally, the meteor rose into the sky. Hanging high above all things, it seems to be integrated with the moonlight.
Under the moonlight, this absurd world is turbulent, like a fortress built of false lies. When the moonlight spreads, it is about to collapse.
Endless moonlight falls from the sky, falling on the raised sword blade.
The blade reflects the appearance of this ferocious world, releasing cold light.
Terrible energy, weird abilities, complex changes everything has been stripped of its layers of disguise and turned into a turbulent bubble, as if it is about to collapse in the next moment.
The tornado formed by the gathering of countless soul fires suddenly began to turbulence, foreboding the coming destruction.
On the disintegrated throne, Qu Qingyang raised his head in shock and saw the pair of cyan eyes in the sky. In the reflection of the eyes, everything was false.
The moonlight blade held in his hand reflected all of this.
Flowers in the mirror, moon in the water.
at last
Behead!
¡¡
A week later, it was a sunny morning.
In a crowded commercial street, a black car parked quietly far away from the crowd.
"It's really incomprehensible."
In the driver's seat, Luo Bai stared at the flow of people coming and going in the distance, and sighed in confusion: "Zhonghai has become like that, but this place is still the same as the last time I came here."
"Shangyang is just a small town, and a calmer one is more suitable for it. We can't make every place look like a ruin, otherwise the world will be in chaos."
In the passenger seat, the young man leaned lazily on his chair. The sunlight fell on him, soft and warm, as if he was about to fall asleep. Only from the slightly narrowed eyes, his cyan pupils could be vaguely seen.
"By the way, how thick are your lines?"
Luo Bai turned to look at him, his eyes were a little dark, as if he hadn't fallen asleep for a long time.
He rubbed his eyebrows and sighed softly: "Forget it, even a sensitive person like me has a problem. It has been over for so long, but sometimes I still have nightmares."
He leaned back in his chair as he recalled it, his expression gloomy.
After that night, the city of Zhonghai was almost razed to the ground, and more than half of the residents died in the turmoil. The next day, Lu Huaxu urgently mobilized the remaining teams of relevant departments, sent a large number of ability users to modify the memories and the scene, and cooperated with public relations propaganda, turning this war into an 'earthquake' that had never happened in a century. But the bits and pieces of news and rumors couldn't be suppressed and spread in some places on the Internet.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the existence of ability users may not be able to suppress them for too long.
In this turbulent current situation, everyone is so busy that they have no time to breathe, but sometimes they wonder what the meaning of their busyness is. But after Zhou Li cooperated with the work for a few days, he declined the relevant departments' attempts to stay and returned to Shangyang.
"You know what? Sometimes, sometimes, I will guess what is going on in your mind"
Luo Bai looked at Zhou Li next to him: "Are you sure you really want to give up that position? After all, you are now a well-known person with great abilities Are you too unwilling to make progress?"
"Everyone has the life they want to live, Luo Bai."
Zhou Li opened his eyes and looked at him: "You live your life, and I live mine. That's fine."
"But your ideas change a little too quickly, don't you?"
"maybe?"
Zhou Li was silent for a moment. He said softly: "I justunder someone's reminder, I understood what kind of life I wanted to live.
You see, sometimes when you choose something, you have to give up something. It's just that I have better luck. "
"Easy to say."
Luo Bai looked at him sideways.
"It's rare that you come to see me off, so don't say such embarrassing words. I'm leaving first."
Zhou Li patted his shoulder and opened the door.
He got out of the car and returned to this familiar street. He looked around at the familiar scenery and smells around him, and after a long time he breathed out gently, feeling tired and relaxed.
He is back again.
"Hello. Zhou Li."
Luo Bai leaned out of the car window: "I will be the lord of Shangyang from now on. If nothing happens in the future, I will come to you for a drink."
Zhou Li was stunned for a moment and then smiled.
"No."
He put his hands in his pockets, lowered his head and thought for a moment: "Just think that I have disappeared. I may not be here in a few days."
Luo Bai was stunned. He looked at Zhou Li in surprise: "You want to leave?"
"right."
Zhou Li looked back at him: "I said, I am going to live my own life, a brand new life, in a place where no one can find it."
"But¡¡"
Luo Bai said incoherently: "You don't there is no need to disappear."
"New life. There is always a price to pay, isn't it?"
Zhou Li took two steps back. She turned to look at him again and waved goodbye: "After I leave, you should find a woman quickly so that you won't have nightmares anymore. I remember that woman named Chu Qingqiu You like him, right? "
"Hey, you bastard are talking about"
Luo Bai was stunned for a moment. He raised his head and wanted to say something, but the man had already disappeared from in front of him.
He disappeared into the crowd.
In the same turbulent crowd, Zhou Li walked on the familiar streets again.
In this early spring day, the sunshine is so warm that it seems to have melted away all the coldness and cruelty. There was no smell of blood in the wind, no roaring and roaring sounds.
He laughed softly, his eyes relaxed and quiet, washing away the dust.
After giving up everything he didn¡¯t need, he became himself again, without weapons, wars, or conspiracies Say goodbye to it all.
He wants to go back to where he belongs.
On the street, he quietly stared at the passing crowds, watching every old man and young girl hurrying past him. Finally, his eyes fell on the display window on the other side of the long street.
Taking a deep breath, he gently??Muttered.
"I'm back."
In the cafe that has just opened, the waiter is busy packing the coffee outside for the customers. In this season, the cold has not gone away. Some people hurried into the store wearing hats and left early. Some people were bored sitting at the bar playing with their mobile phones.
The little girl who had obviously overslept and just woke up was lying on the table next to the window doing her homework, scratching her raised hair with a frown on her face, and then yawning. After quietly checking that no one was paying attention to him in the store, he lay down on his notebook, found a comfortable position and took a nap.
Soon, a book gently hit her forehead, waking her up.
The young woman sat opposite her, looking at the girl's sad face with a smile. As if he had been taught something, Lu Ruoshui lay on the table in frustration, his head shaking, distressed and hesitant.
Li Zijin looked at her troubled look, whispered something, reached out and scratched her raised hair, looking proud and happy.
It was still the eldest sister who won completely. Lu Ruoshui put away his homework in frustration and turned his head to ignore her.
In the surging crowd, he stood by the road, staring blankly at the girls in the window.
It¡¯s been a month and a half, but it seems like a long time has passed.
It was so long that Zhou Li felt that he had grown old, but they still lived in the bright time, quiet and peaceful, and the sun shone on their cheeks with an intoxicating halo.
They do not belong to that dark and cold world, and Zhou Li also hopes that they will never master weapons.
They want to live happily, peacefully and calmly. Live your own life.
Stay away from those misfortunes and disasters. They belong to those beautiful days that are like fairy tales.
Zhou Li looked at them. After a long time, he laughed softly.
"I've changed so much, but you haven't changedit's great."
He murmured softly, but hesitated to go in.
Until behind the window, Li Zijin looked back casually.
For a moment, her eyes fell on Zhou Li, but she could no longer move away.
Zhou Li was stunned for a moment and laughed sheepishly. He waved to her.
Li Zijin stared at him blankly for a long time. It was like waking up from a dream, and my eyes suddenly turned red. She looked at Zhou Li, her eyes a little angry and misty for some reason.
Zhou Li stared blankly, suddenly feeling a little at a loss, but Li Zijin stared at him, and after a long time, he laughed softly.
She covered her face and wiped the tears from her eyes.
Regardless of the quiet atmosphere in the store. She screamed excitedly and waved to Zhou Li.
As cheerful as a little girl.
Lu Ruoshui also saw him. His eyes flickered for a moment, but when he remembered that he was still fighting with him, he grimaced awkwardly, turned away and stopped talking, still childish.
Zhou Li just looked at them for a long time and laughed softly.
Maybe he gave up so much just to see the smiling faces of these girls.
At that moment, he finally understood that he was going home.
"I'm back."
Zhou Li lowered his head and took out the small square box from his arms. It was held in his palm, still stained with sweat. He hesitated and picked up one of the rings.
As if his eyes were stung by the light of the ring, Li Zijin was stunned behind the window.
Zhou Li raised the ring seriously, took a deep breath, and said solemnly:
"Zi Jin, let's get married"
At that moment, Zhou Li suddenly felt his feet shake.
A moment of trance, a moment of loud noise.
A light came on and hurt Zhou Li's eyes. The roar tore his eardrums, like a mournful bird flying across the sky
The light of the flame is red, lighting up from the coffee shop, flying every now and then. Like a dancing tulle, it rolled up and covered Zhou Li's pupils, covering everything.
"It's like someone sowed the seeds of malice in the spring. It absorbed the viciousness and malice in the ground, sprouted, and gradually grew. One day, when it came to the ground, it bloomed into rotten and miserable flowers.
The flames expanded in an instant, covering everything, breaking out of all the windows, and dyeing everyone's eyes red.
Zhou Li was stunned.
He stared blankly, he could see it.
At that moment, the light came on, illuminating the side of her face, soft and charming. The flames drifted across the tableThe chair burned to ashes and finally engulfed her.
Little by little, she disappeared from the world, right in front of his eyes.
The whole world seemed to have stopped. It cruelly and coldly took away all Zhou Li's strength, causing him to kneel down on the street, staring blankly at his past, his memories, and his homedissolving in front of him. For ashes.
The ashes are burning slowly, stretching towards the sky with a wild smile.
The whole city was screaming, and the crowd dispersed in an instant.
They retreated helplessly, looking fearfully at the cafe shrouded in flames and at the man kneeling on the street with a ring in his hand.
"Zijin, weak water"
Zhou Li opened his mouth and wanted to call their names, but the sound that came out was only mournful sobs.
The flames rolled around, sending gray-black embers and undried blood. Zhou Li lowered his head blankly, stretched out his fingers, and pressed them tremblingly into the pool of blood. When he lifted them up, they were stained with a layer of blood red.
At that moment, he finally understood what happened.
They are really dead, right?
In front of yourself.
He lowered his head and let out a hoarse roar, like a mad wolf being cornered.
It turns out that from beginning to end, the most innocent personis himself.
Zhou Li laughed, his voice hoarse.
He knelt down in a pool of blood and let his tears fall. The scarlet blood reflected this embarrassed man, showing his despair to the whole world.
"If I remember correctly, your name is Zhou Li?"
At that moment, a hoarse voice came from the wind, still calm and elegant.
The man who should have died a long time ago came walking in a pool of blood and stood in front of Zhou Li, looking down at the man who was completely defeated by him. Whisper softly in his ear:
"Pain. It is the best gift in the world. I hope you like it."
"Qu Qingyang."
In the pool of blood, Zhou Li finally realized that an emotion thousands of times more violent than anger dominated his will. That was the killing intent that burst out when the dragon's reverse scale was touched.
Such pure will was so strong that Zhou Li felt lost in an instant.
It was at that moment that pure gold flashed from his eyes. Under the gaze of those eyes, the whole world resounded with the sound of glass breaking.
Various scenes, bustling cities, and noisy crowds all turned into messy and fragmented colors under this glance.
Buildings are collapsing and the ground is collapsing. Up and down, left and right have lost their standards.
Everything is being destroyed quickly, like a bubble.
In the end, only a pure white mist remained.
Zhou Li stood in the mist, looking at the white vengeful spirit burning in front of him.
The few days in his memory were just a blur for a moment, and he finally recalled where he was.
This is in his consciousness.
He is still in this burning city, and the scene after killing Qu Qingyang is all an illusion at that moment. But the illusion was so real that he couldn't believe it.
The heartbreaking pain still remained in his chest, like a raging fire, burning his reason.
"Your tricks are good."
He stared at the laughing soul in front of him and tightened his grip on the empty long sword at his waist. On the edge of the sword. The ferocious cry was harsh.
"I just didn't expect you to be able to struggle out of your own illusion. It's really amazing."
Qu Qingyang looked around at the scene around him. Sighing softly: "You have so many things in your heart, but why is there nothing at the bottom of your consciousness? Your heart is empty.
Is there a deeper subconscious layer underneath this? Let me see what you are hiding in your heart"
He unscrupulously browsed through the defense lines deep in Zhou Li's memory, going deeper, eroding Zhou Li's memory, and looking back.
"enough."
Zhou Li roared, and the angry voice made Qu Qingyang's body tremble and almost collapse.
Under the gaze of those blue eyes,
His body was swaying constantly, like a candle in the wind.
"I seeit's not these eyes."
Qu Qingyang stared at his eyes, as if he had discovered some secret, and was overjoyed: "People told me that the eyes are the windows to the soul, but why have your eyes become the prison of the soul With such a nature, I lose of"Injustice"
Zhou Li remained silent and drew his sword.
The next moment, Qu Qingyang's body split into two parts.
The white soul fire burst suddenly and dissipated into the void.
"Are you satisfied with this?"
In the void, a voice asked softly.
The next moment, the white soul fire gathered again, converging into that well-dressed man. He looked happily at Zhou Li, who had a cold expression, and reached out to pat his shoulder frivolously:
¡°Constantine¡¯s plan is indeed perfect. The rules modification of World Tree and you are indeed a unique partner in this world But, let me teach you a truth.¡±
¡°Everyone has weaknesses.¡±
Qu Qingyang nodded his head: "Here."
"No one's heart is perfect, Zhou Li, even if you claim to be steel-like. If you still have concerns in your heart, there will be enough gaps for me to get in"
He stared at the pair of angry eyes, flying in the vast mist, joyful and joyful: "You did kill me, but so what? The crack in your heart is as big as a door. I don¡¯t even have to knock on the door to walk in.¡±
The sharp cold light tore him apart and strangled him to pieces.
But his body was reborn in the next moment and returned to completeness.
"It's useless, Zhou Li."
He looked down at the young man at his feet with pity in his eyes: "I am in your consciousness now. As long as there are still fears and gaps in your heart, no matter how many times you kill me, I can be reborn."
"Our game has just begun."
Qu Qingyang laughed: "Let's think of the one just now as a practice level. The preferential treatment for newcomers has ended. What kind of fantasy do you like next? One of war? One of killing? Or the peaceful life you want? I don't know. I can give it to you"
Under his feet, white mist rolled up, and countless memories emerged from the mist. Built into huge cities and past times. Many scenes began to repeat themselves. Like a seed sprouting from the soil. Spreading around, sweeping towards Zhou Li.
A huge illusion rises from the ground.
Zhou Li stared at the countless scenes flashing by in front of him. After a long time, he suddenly said softly:
"Actually, I want to thank you."
At that moment, the world was silent and everything froze.
He walked into the rolling fog and passed through his own memories and past. Let the past pass by and only stay in front of one scene for a moment.
In the picture, the young woman is engulfed in flames and burned to ashes.
At the last moment, Zhou Li's pale face was reflected in her pupils, but there was a happy smile at the corner of her mouth.
"You know what? At that moment, I watched her die."
Zhou Li stretched out his hand, stroked her empty cheek, and said in a soft voice: "I really want to tell her, Zijin, don't die. I can save you. I have the World Tree, I can go to Zhou Jianan. I can go to her My sisterif you don't want to die, I can be saved by anyone"
The bone-deep coldness spread from his feet to all directions.
Cold despair freezes the expanding illusion, just as the Big Bang of the universe has not yet ended, ushering in the heat death of absolute zero. Everything was frozen in that moment, including Qu Qingyang in the core of the illusion.
Zhou Li watched in ecstasy as Li Zijin's face was reduced to ashes in the flames, over and over againbut no matter how many times he repeated it, he could not reverse the ending.
"But I know that there is nothing I can do, nothing to save."
He stared blankly as the woman was engulfed in flames again and again, and was separated from him.
This is the most profound despair and sadness in the world, and it is heart-piercing.
"So, I want to thank you."
Zhou Li stood in front of Qu Qingyang, looking down at his distorted expression. His voice was soft and cold, like snow falling from the sky: "Thank you for reminding me. You let me know my weakness and my incompetence again"
He pinched Qu Qingyang¡¯s neck and lifted him up, the green-gold color in his eyes burning like a flame: ¡°As you said, pain is the best gift in the world.
I am very happy to receive such a gift. "
"it's useless!"
In mid-air, Qu Qingyang, who was almost suffocated, twisted his body, but no matter how he interfered with Zhou Li's thinking, he could not break free from the will that restrained him like an iron clamp.
It¡¯s like a sudden change from GodFalling up and down, turning into a mortal. The responsive world turned its back on him and ignored his calls.
Some stronger power burned in Zhou Li Jiefang's eyes, taking away the control of his consciousness from Qu Qingyang's hands.
"It's useless, you can't kill me."
Qu Qingyang looked at him mockingly and said hoarsely: "The deeper the guilt in your heart, the stronger my power will be!"
"so what?"
Zhou Li clamped his throat and suddenly laughed softly:
"Time will destroy everything, won't it?"
At that moment, Qu Qingyang's expression suddenly changed.
He felt that time in this conscious world began to accelerate crazily!
It¡¯s like the gears are spinning crazily, the wild horse breaks free of the reins, and the rivers converge into a torrent, surging with great force! Everything started to go out of control.
Time is accelerating rapidly, just like Zhou Li has done countless times before, accelerating his consciousness time, ten times, a hundred times, tens of millions of times a moment of youth, a hundred years in the blink of an eye.
If time can be embodied as a clock, then no clock in the world can withstand such crazy rotation.
Nothing can experience such a terrible erosion of time.
Love or hate, anger or madness, depravity or belief, or soul everything has lost its meaning in the face of this terrible time scale, and everything is decaying rapidly.
The endless acceleration has finally reached its peak, but the whole world is still so empty, without any change.
The only change is the rapidly aging Qu Qingyang.
Until the end, one moment, thousands of years.
In Zhou Li's hands, Qu Qingyang has weathered into a decayed skeleton, with only the shriveled eye holes still shining with a faint light. His mind has weathered to the point where only the last spark of a candle in the wind is left, which is about to be annihilated.
But in front of him, the solemn young man was still as indifferent and arrogant as before, his eyes burning with bright green gold, as brilliant as the sun.
"You actually haven't changed at all."
The skeleton looked at the scene in front of it in despair: "What the hell are you?"
"Probably because"
Zhou Li whispered in his ear softly: "Am I a monster?"
"Haha, yes, that's right, youmonster."
That skeleton decayed rapidly in the wind, turned into dust, and death was imminent. But his eyes were filled with relief and final viciousness:
"Zhou Li, do you think what you saw was an illusion? You have embarked on this path, and the world cannot tolerate people like you. If you can survive, others cannot"
It hoarsely issued a final curse:
"One day, you will lose those things you love forever, as you see, one day"
"No, they will live well."
Zhou Li threw the broken skeleton in his hand on the ground and looked down at him coldly: "Live a happier life than everyone else."
Among the ashes, the last half of the skull laughed mockingly, completely eroding away.
Disappeared without a trace. (To be continued)
PS: Tianqi has finished the manuscript, and the next chapter will be released tonight. Let me take a shower first, get a haircut, and have a meal by the wayI will post the ending and a long and verbose speech when I come back - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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