Seeing Zhao Changhe's surprised look, Xia Longyuan was a little mad, and his eyes were a bit ferocious: "Although you and I have different requests, it is still good if you want to go home. I ask you, if you want to go back,
Should you kneel down and beg them to send you back, or should you step on their face and tell them that I can leave on my own! Let me ask you again, why are you letting me come here, like a prison? "
Zhao Changhe looked at his pale hair and felt a little moved in his heart.
He may be a contemporary of me, but he was thrown into this world decades ago and stirred up a unique storm of his own. No matter how he controls the wind and rain, he is essentially a person who has been away from home for decades and cannot return...
…
Of course, he didn't seem to want to go back, nor was he a rebel. This man was an unparalleled hero who wanted to trample on the world and replace it.
But although the goals are different, what we have to face is very similar.
Zhao Changhe took a deep breath and responded seriously: "It's the latter."
Xia Longyuan laughed: "Yes, you have the guts. I thought you didn't dare to say it!"
Zhao Changhe sighed: "It's indeed a bit difficult. I'm not as powerful as my seniors. What if the lightning hits my head?"
"They won't! There is only one person like you in a million, how can they waste it? Besides, they are not as strong as you think."
"Isn't this strong?"
"The fall of heaven, the collapse of the era, the twilight of the gods, this is not a lie. Where are the gods and Buddhas who really control the world? A group of weak old people, pretending to be gods and ghosts, what's the big deal?" Xia Longyuan sneered: "The blind man is an example.
Either she is just a spirit, or her power is still sealed. I say she is a waste who only pretends to be, what do you think she can do to me?"
It was quiet all around, with a slanting wind and drizzle. There was no movement on the gold foil in my arms, and there was no movement on the blind man who didn't know where he was.
Zhao Changhe suddenly remembered that he accidentally grabbed the blind man's hand.
It's different from the one who grabbed Huangfu Qing's hand before. Huangfu Qing has a good impression and is not wary. Where is the blind man? He just met her at that time.
And apply it yourself...
This can only prove that Xia Longyuan is right. In fact, the blind man is extremely weak.
And what Xia Longyuan meant, the blind man is just one example, there are many, many more, such as...the Sword Emperor? Yes, among the gods and Buddhas waiting to wake up, isn't the Sword Emperor a typical example?
Xia Longyuan said that there are dry bones in a group of graves.
Of course, the so-called weakness is not something he can fight. Even Xia Longyuan was beaten until his body shook, as if he was the king.
In fact, everyone guessed that he had hidden wounds, maybe he really did...
"My declaration of war started when I destroyed Buddhism. What I destroyed was not Buddhist temples, but real Buddhas. What could they do? There are many other similar actions." Xia Longyuan finally regained his calm demeanor and continued walking.
: "When I don't want the country, the heirs, the women... I have no flaws. The Wang family, the Maitreya Sect, the Four Symbols Sect, all their behaviors are no different from having fun in my eyes."
"I understand the senior's thoughts. But..." Zhao Changhe hesitated for a moment, but still asked: "Since the senior doesn't want the country, why not give it up and pass it on to a suitable person... After all..."
"You can't stand the chaos and the loss of the people? Just like the beggars you pointed at at the beginning of the conversation between you and me."
"Yes. I admire the ambition of my seniors very much, but this is the only thing... If my seniors don't want to take care of it, then let it go to those who want to. It won't be a good show."
"It's strange why you have such thoughts." Xia Longyuan said: "When you come to this world, don't you feel detached? Just like reading a book or watching a movie, the joys and sorrows of the world have nothing to do with you. You are not from this world.
Why do you care so much?"
Zhao Changhe's heart was moved. This situation happened to him too...but it was not so exaggerated. He was indifferent to the point of withdrawing.
——The beggar is irritating, so kill him. That is not a quarrel, that is the true meaning. Xia Longyuan has no interest in quarreling with a little ant.
In fact, from the beginning, Xia Longyuan was also watching other people's reality shows. In his eyes, others looked like NPCs. Whether it was the Era God Buddha or the White Tiger Saint, his thinking direction was actually the same: "I'll give it a try" and "Is there any
Use ", as if the opposite person is not a woman, but just a test clue, a paper person.
His martial arts climb, his sweep of the world, were like playing games. Upgrade games, war games, management games. It was boring, so he stopped playing and switched to the game of gods and Buddhas.
When it comes to gods and Buddhas overlooking the sky, those people are the same, Xia Longyuan is the same, they are the same people.
Only... he seems to still care a little about the daughter who may have been created by accident, as if it proves the mark of his existence in this world.
Seeing Zhao Changhe's silence, Xia Longyuan continued: "I don't want the country, but I can still use this position. I can destroy the Buddha openly and justly, I can sit back and watch Ying Wu and the others fight for an alien space, and I can watch the Wang family
For the Sea Tribe at the back, you can look at the Night Emperor behind the Four Elephants Cult. Wherever I want to see clues, I expose my butt wherever I want... If I don't want this position, don't I have to organize a force to help me do the work? Isn't it like taking off my pants and farting?
"
Zhao Changhe was still silent.
Xia Longyuan smiled and said: "So I am of use to the throne, and I will not give it to you, nor will I give it to Chichi. You carry the knife and continue to have fun. It is very interesting to watch the romances of various parties."
Zhao Changhe finally said: "I don't want it at all."
Xia Longyuan said: "Then why are you so embarrassed? Do you disagree with my idea?"
"Well, although I understand this idea intellectually,... I cannot agree with it emotionally."
"Why should all living beings deserve it?" Xia Longyuan said with a smile, "Or is it because someone is coughing?"
"They are not NPCs... The water town in the south of the Yangtze River flows with red blood, the wind and sand blowing outside the Great Wall are white bones, the blood stained by Tang Wanzhuang's cough, and the whole family of Huangfu family members who died, are they really just a scene in a movie?"
Xia Longyuan looked at him without saying anything. Zhao Changhe looked at each other calmly: "I admire you very much, senior, but I'm sorry, you and I have different opinions."
A smile appeared on Xia Longyuan's lips: "I don't want you and me to be together. Why do you think I'm telling you this?"
Zhao Changhe said: "Because my opponents are also them. You are showing me the way, and you may think that I am too slow."
"Isn't that enough? What do you think of me and what does it have to do with me?"
"..."
Xia Longyuan didn't care about his attitude at all, and threw a bloody fruit casually: "It's good to know that you are slow... In fact, in the past, you were fast enough, but now that the situation is like this, this speed is not enough. I originally planned to
I'll teach you a few tricks, but now that I think about it, it seems unnecessary... You and I are similar on the surface, but different behind the scenes. The Liuhe Magic Technique is barely suitable, and other techniques are not suitable for you."
Zhao Changhe took the fruit and was a little surprised: "This is?"
"I think you are slow, so of course I have to give you a hand. This fruit nourishes blood and nourishes evil spirits, and is suitable for your blood evil skills. It was this kind of thing you were looking for when you went to Jiangnan, not those rubbish beads. It's a pity that your meridians
That kind of problem is really a bit of a headache, I don’t have time to help you find that thing, your rubbish qualifications are a waste of my magical power, and you dare to argue in front of me, I don’t know what to say.”
"..." Zhao Changhe held the fruit and simply didn't know what to say.
"You have your way, then go ahead and do it. I also want to see what you can do." Xia Longyuan finally turned around and left leisurely: "Even if you don't like me, please come and kill me yourself."
The front is right away from the boundary of the capital, not a little more, not a little less.