boom!
The moment the gong sounded, everyone's soul seemed to have trembled.
In the dungeon beads and jade curtains, You'er looked at Qingge standing on the ring in a blurry manner like a fog.
The slender figure, like a firework, burst out with a bang, and it burst into splendor in her mind.
Under the thin red gauze, a line of clear tears flowed out from the end of the eyes.
You'er pursed her thin lips and looked at the girl on the ring without turning around. There seemed to be a stubborn twitching in her mind, and the memories in her mind had already been broken.
She vaguely remembers the four words-
"Master Beauty!"
“…”
Yu Youer said that anyone could ring the gong, but the light song could not.
Her heart was as if it was mercilessly torn apart by a pair of thick hands.
Qingge turned around and faced everyone, her eyes swept from You'er, her blue skirt flew in the wind, Qingge said with a clear voice: "I am from the four-star people, the four-star continent, the plane called the gathering of the lower people, I stand in this sacred territory that I once yearned for. I thought that what is waiting for me would be a better world. I was wrong..."
Qingge walked forward slowly and said softly: "From the moment I appeared in the Gods Heavenly Realm, from the star mark on my collarbone, no matter where I go, no matter how outstanding I have achieved, I still can't rely on the logo of the inferior. Those who are not as good as me think they are self-righteous and look down on me, the inferior. I am bluntly, this kind of person cannot withstand a knife in my hand."
At this point, Qingge's right hand suddenly stretched out and clenched the Ming King's sword. The moment he hit the ground, a sharp pit suddenly appeared on the surface of the extremely hard ring. With this as the center, the crack spread out in all directions in a random manner, and even the vast earth seemed to tremble.
Those restless and violent practitioners gradually calmed down as they listened to the woman's voice like snow and ice.
His eyes and eyes couldn't help but look at her involuntarily.
Her right hand was placed on the Mingwang sword, her eyes were slightly raised, as if she was covered with black eyes like frost, and she looked faintly at the iron-blooded cultivators.
Her red lips trembled slightly, and she whispered: "All the injustice that has happened this year is different from what I imagined. I can't wait for the way of heaven to give me fairness, and I can't wait for the world to be unwilling to be with me. I can only hold the knife in my hand and tell myself, if people are of different levels, why am I the lowest? If I are of the highest level, how can I trample other people on the soles of my feet? Everything has spirits, humans are extremely spiritual. In the deep-rooted concepts of many practitioners, women are like animals, especially women in Dongzhou!"
"But have you ever thought about the reason why Dongzhou lags behind the other three continents in the final analysis? " Qingge's voice gradually rose. "Since ancient times, men have very high talent in spiritual and muscle cultivation, while women are good at mental power and auxiliary professions. At least six out of ten young geniuses in the north and south continents are women. Those girls who once died in the southern part of Shu, perhaps one of them is a genius, do you know?"
"You are unilaterally abused by men and women in the world. I know that you cannot listen to every word I say now, just because you enjoy the pleasure of this moment and ignore the lives of others."
Qingge raised his arms, and pointed the sword of Mingwang in his hand at the desperate faces in the dungeon, "I'll ask, if the girls in the dungeon are your wives and daughters, do you still have this mood? You resent the injustice of the way of heaven, the aristocrats, the cultivators of the genius, resent them to trample you, but you and those who have not been trampling on them? Are these girls not worthy of your care? Isn't the desire to start a family and start a career more desirable?"
Gu Rongzha watched the expressions of many practitioners gradually shake, his face suddenly changed, he slapped the table, frowned, and shouted angrily: "Ye Qingge, what are you doing, don't disturb the heroes' elegant pleasure."
"Hero? I'm sorry, what's the difference between you all here and the cold-blooded beast?" Qingge sneered, "My words today really disturb your graceful pleasures, and it's really unpleasant. I just say one thing, if you want, I, Ye Qingge, can give you a family, you can have a pair of children, you can have a face together, and you can enjoy the joy of family. But, the premise here is that you must be individuals, not animals who only know how to vent your desires! You think that it is these girls who fall into the abyss. In fact, it is you, you are running around for survival, without any faith, you are inhumane, you are waiting for the eighth day of the September 19th, and use their deaths to inspire your beasts and desires. You are happy and happy, but you have also lost the qualification to be a human being!"
Most of the practitioners in Dongzhou are homeless.
This group of people, if they are abandoned by the world, will resent the world.
If you suffer, you will not allow others to be happy.
Gu Rongzha was just understanding this and only opened the eighth day of the September 19th.
When the eighth day of the ninth lunar month appears in Dongzhou, it means that this desert has long been integrated with hell.
The practitioners in the desert all became walking zombies, but they didn't know that they were still caring.
But Qingge also understands that these practitioners are very likely to resent the way of heaven and will also thank fate for their kindness.
Since Gu Rongzha wants to become the devil who pulls them down the abyss, she wants to become the god who dominates them.
The wind rose, and only the girl kept making noises.
She is wearing a blue dress, slender and graceful, standing up to the sky and the ground, a hero of women.
The so-called heroes are not distinguished from men and women.
Not only the practitioners, but also the girls in the dungeons.
When they heard Qingge's words, the jealousy and resentment in their eyes melted into an inexplicable luster.
she……
Not to see how they fell into the abyss.
she--
Come and warm them.
Even if it was useless in the end, their hearts were unprecedentedly warm at this moment.
The frozen and stiff blood seemed to have begun to flow slowly.
Gu Rongzha knew that if Qingge continued to say this, things would be wrong.
Gu Rongzha gave Lord Zhang a look. Lord Zhang quickly stepped onto the stage, fierce and arrogant, and said loudly: "Ye Qingge, don't really think you are a savior, don't disturb our good things, what if you look disdainful and noble, you are actually a slut... I'm afraid that Lord Ji and King Evil can't satisfy you..."
Lord Zhang walked onto the ring and reached out to Qingge.
Qingge's eyes trembled, and Lord Zhang's hand was barely frozen in the air.
A Lian and Liu Yan'er flew over, and A Lian kicked Zhang Junzhu out of the ring.
A Lian's body fell steadily on the ring, glanced at Lord Zhang sideways, clapped her hands, "There are ten crimes and responsibilities for blasphemy and insults the Night Lord of Dongzhou."
Qingge looked at A Lian in surprise.
Chapter completed!