Now, we are facing the national destiny released by that mysterious system that appeared out of nowhere, as if it had suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
He was as if facing an insurmountable mountain, powerless to break through it.
Helplessly, it can only unleash various disasters around it, such as gales, torrential rains, earthquakes, and plagues, in an attempt to vent its dissatisfaction, resentment, and anger in this way.
As for the life and death of mortals, what does it matter to Heaven from its lofty perspective that overlooks all living beings?
To be used by the Way of Heaven is their greatest fortune, and it is their destiny.
In the cold and self-righteous view of the Heavenly Way, mortals, without experiencing the baptism of suffering, are like uncarved jade, forever unable to learn to cherish everything they have.
He coldly and indifferently examined the fate of all things in the world with an almost ruthless attitude, believing that all of this was a matter of course.
Everything He does is to maintain a certain "balance" that He believes is unquestionable.
Seeing the Heavenly Dao nod slightly, Qin Qianluo showed no sign of panic. Instead, a sly and inquisitive smile curved her lips.
Her eyes shone brightly, as if she could see through everything. After a moment of silence, she finally opened her lips, her voice like the undercurrents beneath a calm lake.
Clear and composed: "You said I hurt you twice, but I searched through my memories and only clearly remember one time."
On the other occasion, at which moment did I overlook it?
Her tone seemed calm, like a gentle spring breeze, but every word concealed a sharp, probing edge.
Like fine spider silk, it attempts to peel away the layers of truth.
At the same time, her gaze was piercing, fixed on the Heavenly Dao, her eyes seemingly able to penetrate the other party's cold exterior and reach their unfathomable heart.
Upon hearing these words, the Heavenly Dao's face, which had been calm and undisturbed like an ancient, icy pool, suddenly tightened as if struck by lightning.
His facial muscles twitched slightly, his usual expression of indifference was instantly shattered, replaced by an uncontrollable shock and anger.
At that very moment, the air around the Heavenly Dao seemed to encounter a mysterious force from the depths of the universe.
It was as if space itself was being ruthlessly kneaded and twisted by an invisible giant hand, abruptly distorting.
This distortion, centered on the Heavenly Dao, spread rapidly like ripples, causing the surrounding light to refract strangely.
This created an eerie and dangerous atmosphere throughout the area.
That audacious and reckless Qin Qianluo actually dared to completely forget such a crucial matter concerning the dignity of Heaven and the past!
The heart of the Heavenly Dao was like a volcano about to erupt, with angry magma churning violently deep within.
He suppressed his raging anger with all his might, his voice sounding as if it came from the deepest hell, icy cold, each word carrying the chilling aura of millennia-old ice.
He spoke coldly, "In my first reincarnation, I was injured by your first incarnation. Don't you remember?"
His words were filled with intense questioning and undisguised anger.
It was as if Qin Qianluo's forgetting was a blatant provocation against Him as the supreme authority of the Heavenly Dao, a desecration that could never be easily forgiven.
Upon hearing Tian Dao's absurd remarks, Qin Qianluo felt dizzy, as if the whole world was being twisted and deformed in an instant.
Her mind was like it had been hit by a violent storm, all her thoughts were in complete chaos, and she was completely plunged into an abyss of confusion and bewilderment, from which she could not extricate herself.
Her consciousness was involuntarily pulled back to her distant first life. It was an ordinary time, and she was just a lowly police officer navigating the city's streets and alleys.
Every day, she is overwhelmed by trivial matters, dealing with neighborhood squabbles over the smallest things, and mediating disputes in the city caused by minor conflicts of interest.
Her life was like a glass of plain water, uneventful and repeating the same rhythm day after day.
In that world filled with the mundane details of daily life, she never imagined that she would have any interaction with the extraordinary Heavenly Dao, let alone possess the ability to harm it.
At this moment, Heaven's words sounded to her like absurd ramblings from another world.
It was so absurd, like a madman's dream, that she couldn't connect it with reality no matter what.
Tiandao coldly stared at Qin Qianluo, only to see her face full of bewilderment, her eyes filled with a complex expression of shock, doubt and confusion.
This appearance seemed to be a disregard and denial of the suffering endured by the Heavenly Dao, which immediately caused the Heavenly Dao's anger to erupt like a volcano.
He was so angry that his whole body trembled violently, every inch of his skin quivering slightly with rage, as if an invisible force was rampaging through his body.
His teeth were grinding together so hard that the sharp sound seemed to cut the air into pieces.
It seems that only in this way can one slightly vent the surging anger deep within one's heart.
“In the first life,” the Heavenly Dao spoke slowly, its voice seemingly coming from the deep, dark depths of the Nine Nether Hell, carrying a chilling and heavy quality.
“I was kidnapped by villains, and at that time I was already pregnant.”
The Heavenly Dao paused slightly, a trace of pain and determination flashing in its eyes, as if it had returned to that painful moment that determined its fate.
His voice choked slightly, filled with endless sorrow and indignation, as he continued, "It was you who brought people to save me, which allowed me to escape."
Tiandao took a deep breath, as if to muster all his courage to face that unbearable past.
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