One day a long time later, the Demon Lord Nero watched the blizzard falling from the sky being swallowed by the abyss behind the Demon Palace, and suddenly remembered the snow in Baidi City.
Xuelao City has been constantly snowstormed all year round. He has seen many snowstorms, but none of them are as deep as the memory left by the snow that year.
Baidi City is located in the south, with a warm climate and close to the West Sea, so it rarely snows, but the snow was very heavy that day.
In just midnight, the city by the Red River was covered with snow, and the yellow sand on the ground in that yard was also completely stained white.
The Demon Lord withdrew his gaze from the abyss, and said to Chen Changsheng: "I was wrong, I should have killed you at all costs that day."
Nanke said indifferently: "I think so too."
Chen Changsheng was covered in blood, but his expression was very calm, and he said, "That is already a thing of the past."
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During the snowstorm that had passed for a long time, Chen Changsheng came to the courtyard not far from the Xiangzu Manor.
The Demon Lord really didn't intend to kill him, at least at the very beginning.
Chen Changsheng pushed open the courtyard door and walked in. The soles of his boots made a rustling sound as they stepped on the soft fresh snow, which was very pleasant to hear.
He was still wearing the plain Taoist robe, but he added a cloak on the outside.
The cold wind blew the snow on the ground, quickly obliterating the footprints behind him, and also lifted the corner of the cloak.
There is a tree in the depths of the compound, under the tree there is a small clay stove with tea on it, and there are two separate stoves.
The Demon Lord sat on the north seat.
There is an empty seat in the south.
Chen Changsheng walked under the tree.
The tea in the pot just rolled up, making a pleasant sound.
Like the voice of the devil.
"A thousand years."
Chen Changsheng understood the meaning of Mo Jun's words.
I believe that those who know today's conversation will have similar emotions at this time.
A thousand years ago, Emperor Taizong had a conversation with the previous demon king in Luoyang City.
That conversation was very famous, and no one in the whole continent didn't know it. Even after a thousand years, it is still a topic that many people recall with emotion.
Even after countless tens of thousands of years, I believe this conversation will still occupy the most important chapter in the history books.
This conversation determined the future situation of the entire continent.
The human race pays tribute, and the demon wolf rides back to the north.
This conversation should have been the greatest humiliation to the human race, but because Zhou Dufu appeared in the Ba Liujian, it had a different meaning.
From this point of view, this conversation did not just happen between Emperor Taizong and the previous demon king, but a conversation between three great men.
Thousands of years later, the leader of the human race and the king of the devil finally meet again, and a conversation is about to begin.
How can it not make people feel at a loss.
Chen Changsheng said: "There are no bystanders in our conversation today, so it may soon disappear in history."
The devil said: "In the future, I will ask the historian to record our conversation today, and ask every child to be able to recite it."
Chen Changsheng shook his head and said, "I won't do this, because I don't think it's very important."
The gestures of these two sentences are completely different, but the meaning is very similar.
Both the Demon Lord and Chen Changsheng showed extremely powerful and even terrifying self-confidence.
—How to record it in history books, or whether to record it, is the power of the winner.
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After the initial conversation, there was a long period of silence in the courtyard.
The tea on the stove kept boiling, but Mo Jun didn't intend to pour tea, but just looked at Chen Changsheng quietly.
Chen Changsheng was also watching the Demon Lord quietly.
This is not the first time he has met with each other, to be precise, it is already the third time.
But this was the first time he saw the Demon Lord's face clearly.
Just like most members of the royal family of the Demon Race, the Demon Lord's face was very pale, not like jade or snow, which was a bit weird.
But it wasn't a pathology, it was more of a sign of being different, with an inhuman feel.
The Demon Lord suddenly laughed.
His smile was a bit strange, showing more gums, which matched his pale complexion. It wasn't particularly ugly, but it was a little bloody.
"You really are an interesting person."
The Demon Lord said: "Or you are not human, because you don't have a human breath on your body, it's more like... a utensil?"
Chen Changsheng thought that the Demon Lord might vaguely know his origin, and it might even be clearer than himself.
But it doesn't matter.
Whether it is utensils or fruits, it is enough for him to know who he is, and naturally he will not be disturbed by a few words.
Seeing that he didn't respond, the Demon Lord smiled slightly, and said lightly: "I came to Baidi City this time mainly for three things."
According to what he said so solemnly, it must be a major event. After thinking about it, Chen Changsheng could only think of one.
The Demon Lord naturally wouldn't talk about the things that happened to him in the Tianshu wild fire training, and said: "Up to now, I have completed one and a half, and then today."
Chen Changsheng asked, "Is it related to me?"
The devil said: "Of course, because the most important thing is to see you."
Chen Changsheng said: "When you left Xuelao City, you were sure you would see me here?"
The Demon King said: "I am going to marry His Highness Luoluo, and the Yaozu is going to form an alliance with me. If you will definitely come, then we will definitely meet."
Chen Changsheng asked, "Why do you have to meet me?"
The Demon Lord said: "I thought about it, if I can't kill you, then I have to ask you a question."
Chen Changsheng said, "What's the problem?"
The Demon King asked, "What is the purpose of our life?"
Chen Changsheng fell silent.
After Bie Yanghong passed away a few days ago, he sat in the yard looking at the stars in the night sky, feeling the black void like the mouth of a well, and once thought about a question.
In fact, he had thought about this question many nights after the Tianshu Mausoleum incident.
In the eyes of many people in the world, this kind of question is too mysterious, a bit sour, bookish, and makes people laugh.
But it's really a question worth thinking about.
People like him and Mojun naturally understand this truth.
“Being in a different position requires doing different things and thinking about different issues.”
The Demon Lord said indifferently: "We are the highest existence in the world, so we have to see the farthest."
Chen Changsheng was silent for a while and said, "Where is your gaze?"
The Demon Lord said: "Above the sea of stars."
Chen Changsheng understood what he meant.
The Demon Lord continued, "It will last forever."
Any other ordinary person would definitely not understand this conversation, but the Demon King knew that Chen Changsheng would definitely understand.
Chen Changsheng really understood, because this was also his idea, because he was the pope of the human race.
The Demon Lord said: "This is responsibility and pressure, but it is also the greatest source of pleasure and the most solid meaning of existence."
"What is above the sea of stars? Aliens on the Holy Light Continent?"
Chen Changsheng quietly looked into the Demon Lord's eyes and asked, "What relationship do you have with them? What is a fire thief?"