"Kill him, kill him!" Ah Du cheered.

Gradually, the black cat on his shoulder became dizzy, and Su Mingan's missionary aura was taking effect. The longer the chat lasted, the deeper the impact.

Su Mingan kept borrowing the myths he had seen in the old scriptures and constantly quoted Xiao Jingsan's riddle man's speech at night. When he really couldn't say anything else, he just started to talk about the lighthouse theory.

It seemed that Xiao Jingsan had only heard a few words from the Alien King, and was unable to get to the bottom of the matter. Soon, he fell silent, leaving Su Mingan to talk nonstop.

Finally, when Su Mingan stopped, Xiao Jingsan said: "Then... King, do you... recognize my efforts?"

Su Mingan looked into Xiao Jingsan's eyes and pondered for a moment.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed it against Xiao Jingsan's forehead.

At this moment, Xiao Jingsan was stunned.

"I understand your efforts." Su Ming'an stared into Xiao Jingsan's eyes: "I am willing to work with you to achieve godhood."

He tried to summon his white tentacles, and surprisingly succeeded. Layers of white tentacles grew from his back, like a crescent moon. This kind of white tentacles, which were unprecedented in the world, should increase his persuasiveness.

Xiao Jingsan's pupils trembled, and he finally raised his eyelids and looked into Su Mingan's eyes.

Almost identical dark eyes met, reflecting almost identical facial features. His pupils were like a clear mirror, reflecting Su Mingan, and also seeing himself in Su Mingan's eyes.

He seemed to be seeking affirmation of his ideals and self in this look.

"I give you the blessing - a bright life, good health and eternal happiness. For all eternity, forever and ever." Su Mingan said this blessing slowly. This blessing also seems to have a history, and perhaps it can be more convincing.

He vaguely understood that Xiao Jingsan just wanted to seek peace of mind, and he didn't actually doubt Su Mingan. Because once he denied that Su Mingan was the alien king, it meant that all his beliefs collapsed. In a world where "recognition is existence", he needed to firmly "recognize" this.

Because, maybe - the Alien King has been resurrected? Maybe, there is a tiny possibility that Su Mingan is really the Alien King?

Xiao Jingsan lowered his head slightly and said nothing, but showed his conviction.

"Xiao Jingsan." Su Ming'an continued to lie in the tone of the alien king: "Before I recover, please put aside your evil thoughts. I issue an order - you and I will watch this noisy world together, wait here together, and not interfere in any affairs of the world until the end of time."

In any case, when the alien king did not revive in Su Mingan, Xiao Jingsan's ideal had already failed. No matter whether Xiao Jingsan believed that Su Mingan was the alien king or not, he could not bypass Su Mingan until he found a more suitable method of resurrection.

——Xiao Jingsan, I will be the shackles of your crimes, freezing your ideals here. You are not allowed to commit evil deeds again, nor are you allowed to have other conspiracies.

"Yes." Xiao Jingsan responded in a low voice.

——Su Mingan, I will be forced to "recognize" your identity as the Alien King. I will not have any other conspiracies and will not interfere in any affairs of the human world until the day when the Alien King is truly resurrected.

or,

——Until the day I die.

Prior to this,

You will be my only chain.

“Swish.”

A gust of wind blew, and the early spring wind in February blew up the peach petals on the branches. In an instant, the petals covered Xiao Jingsan's body.

He seemed to have returned to that night again. The moon was like the flowing Milky Way, the peach blossoms on the tree were like snow, and the young man on the branch laughed and shook off the peach blossoms, and the petals fell all over him.

The peach blossom wine on the ground had already spilled all over the floor, and there was nothing left in the glass cup. Only the aroma of wine was lingering in the air, flooding the air in an instant.

Su Mingan and Xiao Jingsan stared at each other under the falling peach blossoms. The spring breeze in February blew up the white and black hems of the clothes, like a black magpie and a white dove flying with their wings intertwined. It was clearly a deserted island on the sea, but it seemed as if he could suddenly see the entire world of martial arts and temples.

The place is bustling with people coming and going, the young are well cared for and the elderly have someone to rely on.

They will be trapped here, trapped in the fantasy of the resurrected alien king, becoming chains between their souls and ideals, while they watch from afar as the world is peaceful and the people are happy.

From afar, Princess Jinghe took over the responsibility of the eldest prince, carrying the ideas and letters he left behind, and writing about the prosperous era of Datong that was being forged.

——Until the day when the chains between us are completely broken.

"The journey of the great road,"

"The world belongs to all."

"Select the virtuous and capable, and uphold trust and friendship."

“So people should not only love their own relatives and their own children, but also ensure that the old have a good life, the strong have a good job, and the young have a good growth…”

In the hazy white mist, as if among the peach blossoms of the past, a young man in white clothes held a scroll, his brows relaxed, and read to him:

"…I hate it when my strength does not come from me, and I don't have to do it for myself."

"…Therefore, plots will not arise, thefts and robberies will not occur, and the outer doors will not be closed - this is called great harmony."

Su Mingan looked up and seemed to see a figure in white on the branch of a peach tree, and a high black ponytail swaying in the spring breeze. The young man was holding a candied haws, and seemed to be gazing at Lou Yue's hometown thousands of miles away.

His eyes were sincere, the sun shone on him, and everything was so warm that it seemed eternal.

Su Mingan blinked and wanted to call Su Shaoqing's name, but he didn't. It was like he was looking at another self, the one who was watching over his hometown called Lou Yue, and his name was Su Shaoqing.

The young man seemed to smile at him, waved his hand, said goodbye silently, and took a step forward -

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