In the ink-like sky and earth, white snow falls down.
The blood dyed the snowy catkins red, and the prince's aura became weaker and weaker.
A white blade was inserted into his back, and a crazy will filled it.
This will was like a shackle, tightly imprisoning the prince's soul.
"Don't think about this life, just remember the past life!" The prince murmured softly, with a look of reminiscence in his eyes.
"Ten reincarnations, I just think that in these dozens of lives, the Martial God Continent has not left an indelible mark on your soul!"
The crisp sound of sword chants sounded in the void, and the sword god's domain belonging to Rizhao spread across the world.
Although it is the domain of the God of Swords, there is no trace of killing intent, only the falling petals.
"Leave a mark!" The prince raised his head and stared at the sky that had been swallowed up by darkness. The snowflakes fell softly, giving off a hint of coldness.
The world was dead silent, and the people who were fighting in the distance stopped inadvertently.
Many members of the Prince's Palace were trapped in the Zhuwu Sword Formation, watching this scene from a distance without saying a word.
"Prince!" Meng Tian gently held the sword in his hand. The prince's layout was flawless. How could he ignore the Fire Emperor and Rizhao?
"In the past, the late emperor once said that Fusu's talent was unparalleled. If he could be a wise king in a peaceful and prosperous time, but in troubled times, Fusu would never be able to become a great hero!"
"The prince lacks a ruthless heart. This fact has not changed in the past life or now!" Meng Tian murmured: "Otherwise Zhao Gao and others would not succeed in their conspiracy!"
"The world is a chess piece, and all the people are sons!" Meng Tian sighed slightly. Because of his so-called kindness, the prince once left a glimmer of hope for the five generations in hell.
Suddenly, Meng Tian turned his eyes slightly, looked straight at the billowing clouds in the sky, and sighed slightly: "I can only think about the past life and not this life. Can I do it?"
The scenes in Bahan City in the past echoed in Mengtian's mind, and Mengtian's eyes showed a complicated look, Prince, no matter what choice you make, I will follow you.
The loyalty of the four ancient clans to the Moon God is integrated into their souls, and the loyalty of the Meng Family's disciples to Great Qin is also integrated into their souls.
Tick tock! Blood drops fell in the wind. The prince suddenly chuckled and said: "Fifth generation, I wonder if I can see your magical power of life and death!"
Lifting his steps, Ye Chen's eyes seemed to be filled with the energy of life and death. In his black and white eyes, the endless energy of life and death swirled in the sky, forming an inverted yin-yang fish that covered tens of thousands of feet of sky.
The shadow of the silver moon rises up, and the two gradually overlap, and a wave of life and death spreads out with the moonlight.
Ye Chenruo looked at the prince thoughtfully, closed his eyes suddenly, and a majestic pressure roared out.
Facing the water-like moonlight, the prince's mind was actually immersed in it, and his clear eyes gradually became confused.
The prince's will and his magical powers of life and death could not trap him, but Ye Chen knew that the prince took the initiative to trap his mind in this cycle of life and death.
The flowing moonlight involved the memories of past lives. In this watery moonlight, the prince saw thousands of lives.
Reincarnated in the Martial God Continent, he was once the son of an aristocratic family and led the family to the peak of prosperity. He was once a beggar living on the streets, a turtle slave selling in a brothel, and a powerful prime minister.
Over many lifetimes, all kinds of characters appeared in his memory.
"I am willing to follow the family and lead the family to the top!"
"Prime Minister, the officials have made another complaint to the Holy One, accusing you!"
"You, a despicable turtle slave, can bring me happiness. You can never give me what I want!"
"Go away, you dirty beggar!" Words rang in the prince's ears, and his eyes became more and more confused.
Reincarnation, endless reincarnation, the prince's mind seemed to be divided into ten parts, immersed in the moonlight, unable to extricate himself.
"Thousands of reincarnations, in just one thought!" Ye Chen's voice echoed in the darkness and lingered for a long time.
"Martial God and Tiangang!" Half an hour later, the prince's eyes gradually became clearer, and a smile once again appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"I lost this chess game!" the prince said calmly, without any disappointment in his eyes.
The terrifying situation dissipated from the prince. He turned around and walked towards the wind and snow without looking back. "Rizhao, I want to find some answers in my memory!"
Watching the lonely figure leave, Ye Chen did not take action again. What on earth did he find in the ten reincarnations?
"I'll accompany you!" Rizhao turned around and followed the prince like a shadow.
Meng Tian sighed slightly, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. Just when he was about to stand up, the prince's voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "There is no such person as Master Fusu in the world, and there is no Meng Tian either!"
"No more killing where the snow falls, Gong Ziyu, I'm going to find some answers. During this time, you will stay in Huangfeng Kingdom!"
"Although hatred can bring out a person's potential, it is cruel to let people live in hatred for a lifetime. There are some things that you should not continue to hide from Young Master Su!"
"Haha, as for the mess of the God of War, you can clean up the mess for me!" The prince's voice gradually dissipated until it was completely dispersed in the wind and snow, and his and Rizhao's auras also completely dissipated.
Waves of fire rose up in the sky and the earth. The fire unicorn clasped its hands behind its back and flew through the air. Its gaze fell on the roaring wind and snow in the distance, "You have changed!"
Without turning his head, Ye Chen gently moved the Qilin Sword with his sword finger and said with a smile: "What has changed?"
"In the past, you always hated trouble, so you never gave your opponent a chance to make a comeback. You would kill your opponent as soon as you made a move. You have never been as merciful as you are today!" Huo Qilin said in a deep voice.
Hearing this, Ye Chen was silent for a moment. Indeed, if it were him in the past, the prince would never have a chance to leave today.
"Because the responsibilities on my shoulders are different, I am the fifth-generation Moon God!" Looking up, Ye Chen looked directly into Huo Qilin's eyes and chuckled: "After this chess game between me and the prince is over, there will be a bigger chess game.
You want me to come down!"
"Tiangang chess game!" Looking at the snowflakes falling in the sky and earth, Ye Chen said with some anticipation: "Didn't you say that the fate of the warriors of the God of War should not be to die under the sword of one's own people, but to die in battle outside the territory!"
"In the tenth reincarnation, I firmly believe that every scene and thing of the Martial God has been integrated into his soul and flesh and blood. He will not see the destruction of the Martial God Continent!"
"In the battle between Tiangang and the Martial God, the prince is the Martial God's glimmer of hope!" Ye Chen walked away into the wind and snow, and the overwhelming pressure turned into nothingness at this moment, "Where there are people, there are disputes over interests, and that means that
There is killing!"
"And killing is integrated into the blood and passed down from generation to generation." Ye Chen suddenly looked at Meng Tian below, a complex color flashed deep in his dark eyes, "Gongzi Yu!"
When their eyes met, Meng Tian's heart suddenly shook, and an unimaginable pressure spread deep in Meng Tian's soul. With just one glance, he could see through Meng Tian's soul aura.
"What a terrifying look!" Meng Tian was still frightened. Just this look caused the will in his body to flow out.
"Meng Tian has met the Five Dynasties!" Meng Tian took a step toward the void and made a slight sword salute.
The prince had told Meng Tian before he left, and he followed Ye Chen during this period. He still carried out the prince's orders without hesitation.
As for whether the other party dares to use Meng Tian, the key lies in Ye Chen.
Ye Chen nodded slightly and didn't say anything. Instead, he looked at the billowing clouds in the distance, where a piercing killing intent emerged.
Bang bang! A roaring sound rose from the ground, the huge sword pillar loomed around, and Young Master Su came out holding the young master's sword. The overwhelming murderous intention filled his eyes, and his eyes were extremely sharp, looking straight at Meng Tian below.
"Gongzi Yu!" The cold wind blew, and Young Master Su's voice became even colder.
Hearing this, Meng Tian raised his head, met those eyes full of murderous intent, and smiled helplessly. Maybe the prince was right, it is cruel to let people live in hatred all their lives.
Ye Chen gently held the Qilin Sword, and the pressure it aroused spread out again. When Young Master Su called him lord for the first time, he had promised Young Master Su that he would kill someone for Young Master Su.
, Gong Ziyu!
However, at the moment when the murderous intention in Young Master Su reached its peak, Young Master Su suddenly said: "Your Majesty, I hope I can solve this matter by myself!"
After the pressure was gone, Ye Chen closed his eyes, obviously acquiescing to Young Master Su's request!
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