Chapter 109: The Dialogue is Pathetic and Sad
The field was filled with the smell of blood. Some people closed their eyes and dared not look any longer, some leaned over and vomited wildly, and some even sobbed softly.
Even Gu Nuo and the others couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so they all lowered their eyes and turned away, no longer looking at that place.
Fang Zhiming endured for a long time, and finally, after the umpteenth time, he regrew his arm. As he opened his mouth to eat again, he said in a trembling voice, "Why... don't you just give him a quick death?"
Li Yuan raised his eyes and smiled, "How could a Kunlun cultivator like you feel pity for such a demon? Do you want me to retrieve his memories and show you how he tortured you cultivators in the past?"
Even though Fang Zhiming had never seen it, he had heard a thing or two about it, so he pursed his lips and stopped talking.
Si Li regained consciousness at some point and joined the conversation: "What about that Shu what Ji? Aren't you going to kill her?"
Shu Ji was seen hanging in the air, her twisted eyes tightly closed, her face full of pain.
"Killing her outright would be easier on her." Sitting on the black energy, Hou Yuan lightly touched the unconscious woman's wrist and replied casually, "Let her live for two days in the presence of her own fear."
"Two days? How long is two days in the illusion in reality?" Si Li asked again.
"At least a hundred years." Gu Nuo sneered, "Returning the favor the way he's been treated. Truly worthy of being the Demon God Hou Yuan."
After hearing this, Si Li looked at Hou Yuan in shock: "Are you Hou Yuan? The demon god?"
When Wei Yuan didn't reply, she suddenly realized, "You're Xiao Hei, the one Xu Xing'er likes, right?"
Zhu Yuan was startled, a soft light flashing in his eyes. He lowered his eyes to look at the sleeping woman, rubbed her wrist with his thumb, and said with a smile, "Yes."
But this look made Jiang Sheng feel disgusted. She frowned and said with a look of vigilance: "Yuan Yuan, aren't you dead?"
"Yes." Yuan Yuan said perfunctorily, "He's alive again."
Fang Zhiming thought of the badly injured black dog. Although the time didn't match, he still asked, "Was it Senior Sister who saved you?"
This question has also been thought about by Yuan.
But now, he can be sure that it was the stars that saved him, but if it weren't for the stars, he probably wouldn't have died.
Even if this Huodou died, his spirit would still be immortal. Otherwise, he couldn't figure out why Xingxing came to this world.
Thousands of coincidences brought her to his side.
Restrain him, shackle him, make him happy, let him see the warm sunshine, and then, indulge him here and never let go.
But so what?
He doesn't care whether it's restraint or control.
As long as I don't leave him, as long as I can stay with him forever.
But he was afraid.
He seems to have never been very sensitive to human emotions.
Even if he was skinned and his eyes gouged out, he would feel extremely painful and only feel helpless and disgusted.
But since the stars came into being.
All his emotions were amplified, all his senses on display.
Joy and resentment, sweetness and resentment, happiness and
Fear.
Afraid that she would get hurt, afraid that she would leave, and also afraid that she didn't love him.
He knew clearly that he had a weakness, but it was the first time he knew that a weakness could be so enjoyable.
Fang Zhiming waited for a moment, but when he didn't reply, he started the next topic: "Yuan Yuan... when do you plan to attack Kunlun this time?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the scene suddenly became silent. The moment of peaceful coexistence just now seemed to be more fragile than bubbles, and would burst on its own without even being touched.
Fang Zhiming didn't understand why he asked this.
Maybe it was because when he was in Lingshou Mountain, Xiao Hei got along well with everyone else.
Although it is the kind of harmony where 'he ignores others and others don't talk to him'.
Perhaps it was because his brain worked too slowly, and now all that was left was the words of the senior sister protecting her son.
"Don't bother with Xiao Hei, he's just a rebellious little brat."
Why did the senior sister say that to him at that time?
He forgot.
After all, it was Xiao Hei who provoked him, so the senior sister came to apologize and comfort him.
But from then on, he really regarded Xiao Hei as a rebellious and undisciplined child.
Even now.
The "little brat" who was taller than him, sitting on the black air, his clothes fluttering, heard this, raised his eyes and looked over, and said casually as usual: "Why should I attack Kunlun?"
Why?
This rhetorical question choked Fang Zhiming.
"Didn't the Demon-Chasing War start because of you?" Jiang Sheng sneered.
"It was caused by me, but it wasn't my order. Have you ever seen me lead my troops to attack Kunlun?" Hou Yuan raised an eyebrow and replied, "If I had personally led the troops to attack, would you still be here safely?"
Jiang Sheng's face turned pale, but he still trembled and held on: "Isn't the demon army stronger because of you?"
"So what?" Hou Yuan still looked calm and composed. "If I remember correctly, it was you, Kunlun, who provoked me first, and I had no choice but to come out and fight. Is that right or not?"
Jiang Sheng's expression darkened in vain. Gu Nuo took over and said, "You destroyed Chengxu and massacred an entire country. Kunlun existed to protect the people. How can we just sit back and do nothing?"
"So what if I care? So what if I don't?" The scorn in Hou Yuan's eyes resurfaced. "Are all of you Kunlun cultivators resolute and resolute? Isn't there a single person who harbors resentment for forcing you to shoulder this responsibility?"
Gu Nuo was also choked.
This Wei Yuan is really eloquent and has a silver tongue.
So what if there was? What they were doing was righteous, so should they start to doubt themselves because of the inevitable talk of withdrawal?
He won’t, and Jiang Sheng won’t.
All the surviving Kunlun monks don't know this.
They knew that even the slightest doubt would be disrespectful to the predecessors who sacrificed their lives for justice and to their ancestors who risked their lives.
Gu Nuo didn't want to argue about this matter, but unexpectedly, Wei Yuan spoke first: "Although I don't understand your moral principles, I also find your so-called righteous words to be really boring."
Seeing the monks' faces becoming increasingly grim, he added, "But now I seem to understand what Lu Baisi said before he died."
"Master?" Jiang Sheng's voice suddenly became sharp. "What did my master say?"
Wei Yuan didn't intend to reply to her, but he couldn't help but recall the past.
Lu Baisi was captured alive.
But when he was brought to the Demon Palace, he was almost dying.
The subordinate said in a hateful voice, "This old man is really hard to kill. He actually burst out with such strength that he killed several generals of my demon clan."
Another monster said: "After all, Master, do you have any magic weapon?"
Zhu Yuan didn't care much about this matter. When the demons competed to tell their stories, he just listened absent-mindedly.
But Lu Baisi took the initiative to call him.
That was his first time talking to a monk on an equal footing.
Although he was sitting alone on the high platform, Lu Baisi was lying on his side on the ground, and it was quite difficult for him to even raise his head.
But he clearly felt that this person was not afraid of him, nor did he hate him. He just looked at him calmly and compassionately.
Lu Baisi said with difficulty, "Yuan Yuan, you possess both a divine soul and spirit, but chose the devil's nature. You only have a name, but you are alone. You have divine power, but no one can protect you... You... You..."
He may have finished saying this, or he may not have finished saying this, because his head was smashed by a monster's hammer after he uttered that sound.
But Yu Yuan was stunned for a long time because of these words, really a long time.
For several decades afterwards, until his final death.
He was wondering, if Lu Baisi hadn't finished speaking, what would happen next?
By chance, he told this past event to Xingxing.
Xingxing shed tears. She first praised Lu Baisi's character, and then insulted those monsters and included him in it.
Finally, Xingxing took his hand and said slowly, "Master Lu probably thinks you are pitiful and pathetic."
He was amused by this at the time, but the woman suddenly grabbed his cheeks. Her bright eyes were filled with anger as she spoke seriously, "Don't laugh, Yuan Yuan, there's nothing funny about this."
He stared at the woman in amazement and continued, "The Tianji Pavilion calculated that you are the last demon in the world, and the last god. They also calculated that your name is Yuan Yuan, right?"
He nodded slowly.
Something seemed to flow through the woman's eyes, but he couldn't understand or grasp it: "I have always wondered why your name was calculated. Does Tianji Pavilion have a naming service?
"But now I understand."
"Your name was given to you by someone."
The woman's fingers traced his eyebrows and eyes carefully, over and over again: "Yuan Yuan, someone gave you this name before you were born."
He has a name but is alone.
He didn't even know who gave him the name.
But does this matter?
Not important.
What's more, compared to Yuan Yuan, he prefers the name Xiao Hei.
Names given by stars.
But now, why would he think of this?
I don’t know.
He just looked at the woman covered in blood, sleeping beside him.
He seemed to understand that sentence more and more.
When he has someone to protect him and someone who is willing to protect him, he is no longer alone.
Looking back at myself with a mask on my face, killing people indiscriminately and bloodthirstyly.
I even sighed, "How pitiful!"
Seeing that he didn't answer, Jiang Sheng pinched his fingertips until they turned white. Just as he was about to ask again, he suddenly heard Yuan Yuan say, "He's awake."
Jiang Sheng and Gu Nuo were both startled and looked at the person in their arms.
I saw Shen Li opened his eyes at some point, his eyes were empty and dull, as if he had lost his soul.
The two of them looked very excited. Gu Nuo's tears welled up as he called out over and over again: "Li'er, Li'er..."
"Go back quickly." Yuan Yuan said kindly, "There is no need for you to do anything here anymore."
Gu Nuo glanced at the sleeping woman and wiped away his tears: "I want to take Xing'er with me too."
The air around them suddenly grew chilly. Lu Yuan's face was hidden in the shadows. He asked word by word, "W-what?"
Hundreds of black dragons rolled wildly in the sky, roaring towards the sky, with an overwhelming momentum.
"Xing'er, do you know your true identity?" Gu Nuo's voice remained cold and hard. "Even if you have no intention of starting a war in this world, Kunlun will never coexist with you. This will never change."
Zhu Yuan's eyes glowed red in the darkness, and he smiled: "Are you blaming me for the suffering of your beloved?"
Gu Nuo froze suddenly when he heard that.
"Don't say I don't care what Kunlun thinks. Even if the world is irreconcilable with me, what does it matter? Can you fight me, or can you hurt me in the slightest? But..."
The corners of Hou Yuan's lips curled up in the dark, and his voice was extremely low, like a bloodthirsty beast lurking in the darkness. "You remind me, if you all died here, wouldn't it save a lot of trouble?"
Qin Feng's eyes were full of bloodshot. He stood up with his sword in hand and said in a hoarse voice: "If Senior Sister knew your identity, she would definitely hate you——"
The black gas suddenly gathered and rushed straight to Qin Feng's throat. Suddenly, a woman hummed softly, and the black gas turned around and surrounded Si Dai and Shu Ji. The black dragon in the sky instantly dissipated, revealing a bright full moon, and even the blood in the air was dispelled.
Fang Zhiming: ...
Why does it feel so familiar...
Isn’t this how all henpecked men in the world behave?
As expected, the woman on the black aura slowly opened her eyes and called out softly:
"Xiao Hei..."
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