Xia Yuanqiu suddenly understood and said with a smile: "So, you mean to solve this matter from the source instead of using violence?"
The little demon king continued: "The reason why demons exist is not because of how powerful the demon world is. The initial formation of demons also varies from person to person. People who turn to evil will become demons. You can destroy the demon world now, but you can destroy the world." Are there all evil people? There are demons among people, demons among beasts, evil among righteousness, and these are all mutually reinforcing. What you have to do is not to find ways to make the demon world disappear, but to find ways to make the three realms and six realms coexist. In this world, do not offend each other.”
Qian Cangling's own identity is also very special. After hearing the words of the little devil, he suddenly understood. Yes, whether it is the human world, the demon world, or even the heaven, there is not only good or evil.
There is no distinction between good and evil in everything in the world. The only difference is the human heart.
Even though he is an orc, he has never had any evil intentions. This is related to the education and living environment he received since childhood!
Come to think of it, there are people like him in the demon world, just like the little demon king. Although he is the son of the demon king, he only wants to live an ordinary life and escape from the control of the demon world.
Qian Cangling said: "It seems that you already have an idea, why don't you tell me!"
As soon as the little devil looked at Xia Yuanqiu and Qian Cangling, he knew that his words had impressed them. He was so happy that he even stopped eating the fragrant barbecue in his hands, put it aside, and said excitedly: "I knew you would promise me!"
Xia Yuanqiu found it funny. The boy in front of her did not have the domineering and viciousness that a son of the Demon King should have. In him, she only saw the sincerity and liveliness that an ordinary young person should have. Of course, he was smarter than ordinary young people. She laughed. : "How can you be sure that we will help you?"
"Because you all look like good people!"
Qian Cangling raised his eyebrows: "Good people also have appearances? Haven't you heard that people's hearts are separated from each other?"
The little devil's eyes suddenly became a little sad: "Because your eyes are very similar to my adoptive parents, I don't believe you won't help me!"
Xia Yuanqiu couldn't help but reached out and rubbed the black hair on the top of his head, just like she used her doting eyes and gentle hands to rub Yuan Hao's top hair: "Come on, tell me your plan!"
The little devil was a little dazed. He looked at the woman who had taken off the disguise of the devil in front of him. The look in her eyes was exactly the same as that of his mother in his dream. His mother must have been as gentle and beautiful as her back then!
The three people hid in the meat room and discussed for a while, and finally reached a final agreement. Qian Cang Ling pretended to be controlled by the devil's soul control technique, and said with his own words that the magic dragon did not exist at all. In addition, the little devil With the help of Jun and the fake Protector Geng, most people in the demon world believed their words. The energy that was excited at first because of the fact that Protector Geng brought Qian Cang Ling back suddenly collapsed.
However, not all demons are so easy to fool. Protector Tian did not believe their words at all, and even became suspicious of Protector Geng and Qian Cangling.
"Are you Qian Cang Ling?" Heavenly Protector walked up to Qian Cang Ling and asked in a cold voice.
Qian Cangling did not answer, but still looked dull.
'Guardian Geng' said hurriedly: "Dragon Protector, how could he listen to you after he was hit by a soul-controlling spell? Besides, haven't you seen the portrait of Qian Cang Ling?"
The Heavenly Protector nodded, and took out a scroll from the magic ring. After unfolding it, there was a portrait of a person on it, wearing a rain-stained sky-blue gown, standing in the wind, with his hair swaying, showing an indescribable immortality.