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Thousands of miles in the sky, the stars are splendid, and the destiny flows.
Li Qingshan raised his eyebrows slightly and listened.
"What's the matter?" Qiu Haitang asked.
"nothing."
Li Qingshan smiled and shook his head. It was a warning sign from the tortoise.
From the moment he lifted the table, the destiny began to change, and the crisis became more and more serious, and only then became more profound. Without thinking about it, it must be that Silong found some way to deal with himself. This is the strongest opponent he has ever encountered. The odds of winning are fivefold, which is too much.
Once defeated, it is impossible to survive.
At this moment, it was like watching the wheel of fortune slowly crushing down, and no one knew whether he could resist it. The reason why I am still standing here is probably because escape is a worse choice. There is a big horror between life and death, how can he be an exception. But there is no need to say anything to worry her.
Qiu Haitang sighed slightly, knowing that he didn't want to share it with women, no, it was to share this with anyone. Only snuggle in her arms and give him more tenderness.
Li Qingshan embraced her and closed her eyes. In a moment, her breath calmed down and she gradually fell asleep.
At the same time, a piece of "Discussing Li Yuwen" spread to the world:
"Lee Thief was born at the end of his life, rebellious against morality, and killed his brother and deceived his sister-in-law..."
A burly dark figure tore a beautiful woman's clothes, and a bloody, deadly man lay beside the bed.
"Herish and combative, wherever you go, the soldiers are in trouble..."
The burly shadow walked through the village where the blood flowed into the river, stepped through the wilderness with dead bodies, and turned a city into ruins. His eyes became redder and red, and the figure was distorted and hideous, and it was no longer human.
"Break the devil's cave and open the ghost door. The demons invade. The ghouls dance..."
Twisted and hideous black shadows live high on the throne piled up by the corpse mountain, with a pair of scarlet eyes overlooking the mountain, transformed into the world of the devil's ghost domain, with a terrifying smile on the corner of the mouth, and fangs sharp.
"To slaughter the common people. Destroy the sky and destroy the earth..."
Tens of thousands of miles are barren, the earth is cracked, volcanic eruption, magma flows across, like a river of fire, black smoke is soaring into the sky. Straight as a beacon.
"This thief has the same jealousy as the gods, and the heavens and the earth are not tolerated. The evil is full, the sin is extremely evil!"
A majestic mountain-like horror demon stands in this doomsday scene, with its corners like a moon. Spread his wings like a cloud, open his arms, and laugh at the sky, as if laughing at the sky's powerlessness.
"Woohoo, the world does not exist, the body will be entrusted. The heaven and the earth collapse, and all beings are destroyed."
Countless creatures ran away in fear, but were swallowed by the fire. Submerged by the flood.
"My emperor is the descendant of Yu, the heir of the true dragon, and the ancestor of the great Xia. He is the ancestor of the Great Xia. He will return to Kyushu..."
The sky is full of light, the gods descend from the sky by dragons, the swords are pointed at the demon king, sentient beings look forward to looking up.
"A husband stands up, and the whole world speaks together; the south connects the sea and the north is full of frozen soil. An angry situation, raises the dragon flag; reverently punishes the heavens. Su general Wang Zhu..."
Under the glorious glory, the gods held high the dragon banner. All sentient beings whizzed and raised their arms, like the son of heaven and the king of the world.
"The dragon fights in the wild, and its blood is black and yellow. The dark whining makes the mountains collapse, and the squat makes the wind and the cloud change color. The sentient beings are angry and the evil spirits are wiped out, and the dragon's energy is rushing and the world is peaceful..."
The gods take the will of heaven, step on the golden dragon, and lead all living beings to kill the demon king. They are really the savior of the world.
"My emperor said, swear to punish this thief, like a law!"
The face of the god-man is suddenly clear, and he is really the Emperor Xilong of the Great Xia Zu.
In his sleep, this scene was played back repeatedly, Li Qingshan frowned, like a nightmare.
Really incarnate that horror demon, full of terrifying will to destroy everything, to fight Silong, the winners and losers. However, every time, the dreamland collapsed here, returned to the beginning of the essay, and once again experienced this dreamland that was also true and illusory. He breathed tightly in his chest, as if pressing a mountain.
"Li Qingshan, are you afraid? Li Qingshan, are you afraid? Li Qingshan, are you afraid?"
A voice was erratic, echoing repeatedly in the dream. Sometimes it is an old man, sometimes it is an immature child. Sometimes it is cold questioning, sometimes it is lightly teasing.
Li Qingshan calmed down for a moment: "That's not me, what's so scary?"
A butterfly flew into the dream, colorful changes, streamer flying, laughter softly.
All the pictures freeze, collapse and disintegrate, turning into an endless golden wheat field.
In the waist-deep wheat field, he was no longer the horror demon, and turned back to the Murano boy, shouting angrily: "Shen Mengdie, it's your ghost!"
It's rare to fall asleep, there are people who ask for dreams, and what they ask for is this kind of nightmare, which is really hateful.
Suddenly the boy caught it, and the butterfly passed through his fingers, flying around him: "How do you think about the story just now?"
The boy asked, "Is that the essay written by Silong?"
"Guess what the final outcome is?"
"I understand, he wants to gather the hearts of the people from all over the world to help him refine Kyushu!"
Once the god of the world and the king of the world, he immediately understood Silong's strategy.
This was impossible to do, even in the small world, the king of knights respected by the world could not do it. The human heart is complex and changeable, not to mention the heart of all beings.
However, Silong has the opportunity to do it, not only with the foundation of Daxia for five thousand years, but also with the blessing of the destiny, and more importantly-a common enemy.
There is no demon king who destroys the world, there is no savior. Fear and hatred are far more cohesive than worship and love.
This is an unbreakable arrogance, and when he resolutely lifts the table, it is convenient for the people of the world to stand on the opposite side.
However, if you don't do this, there is no chance of winning. This move is neither a bad move nor a wonderful move, it is just a general.
Si Long did not compromise, but decided to make a statement.
Walking here step by step, there is no room for each other to turn around.
The king sees the king, die!
"In such a story, it must be the hero of the salvation who defeated the evil demon. It is really sad!"
"Hey, talk to yourself, lies!"
"There are always more fools than wise men. Lies are always easier to accept than the truth. There are no such complicated causes and consequences. There is no entangled right and wrong. And even if it is the so-called truth, you really want to destroy this world, don't you? Of course, you have to do it. Compared with that man, you obviously have more chivalry and kindness, and you have never regarded all beings as ants, and you clearly want to protect this world. In the end, you became the most terrifying and most horrible one. The existence of evil is really ironic!
"Ha, because I'm not a good person, so I don't need to pity myself! You entrust me with a dream, what's the matter?"
"Please look back!"
"You want to persuade me to give up fighting Silong as an enemy?"
"You think too much, just looking back."
Li Qingshan looked back suddenly, a woman holding a paper umbrella stood a short distance away, with her back facing him, the umbrella was full of flowers, and it was constantly blooming and withering, covering most of her body, but it was not as good as the lips under the umbrella. Even more compelling.
The butterfly rested on her shoulder.
"Shen Mengdie?"
The lips are slightly raised, and the dream is broken.
Li Qingshan suddenly woke up, the voice still echoing in his mind:
"Holding for a long time, October 15th, don't miss the appointment." (to be continued) R466
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