138.Accident in the Cultivation Realm (Page 1/1)

Just as Jiang Jue was trying to make sense of his messy and fragmented memories, Changsheng followed him into the main hall that he hadn't stepped into for a long time.

Emperor Que didn't say anything after returning to the main hall, he just sat on the dark golden dragon chair with a cold face, looking at Changsheng condescendingly and with unpredictable eyes.

Such a look instantly reminded Changsheng of that scene three years ago.

At that time, Emperor Que was breaking through the immortal realm.

Perhaps this man is used to arrogance, and even this kind of life-threatening matter does not shy away from him. However, at that time, Changsheng didn't want to ask for trouble, he just stood quietly in front of the door and guarded the palace, until the emperor broke through successfully before stepping into the main hall, ready to ask the other party something about the immortal realm.

But at the moment when he walked through the door of the hall and looked at the emperor who had just broken through in the hall, Changsheng suddenly realized that something seemed to have happened that he didn't know.

Because the emperor's eyes changed when he looked at him.

In the past seven years, Emperor Que has always looked calm and noble, and he looks at himself like a dragon looking at a gem in his palm. He cares, he is stingy, but he is also at ease.

After all, no matter how precious a gemstone is, it is just an object to be carved and polished.

However, that day, for the first time, Emperor Que lost control.

Although it was only a glimpse, Changsheng knew very well that he had indeed glimpsed the other party's unconcealed emotions from the eyes that Emperor Que had thrown him off guard.

On that day, Emperor Que always had a heavy gloom in his cold and faint pupils. And behind this depression is the fleeting struggle and hatred, as well as the burning anger that makes the scalp tingle.

That day, at that moment, this man who stood at the apex of the three thousand worlds really wanted to kill him from the bottom of his heart.

If it weren't for Changsheng who immediately tore through the space and fled, and didn't continue to stay in the palace to obstruct the eyes of Emperor Que, maybe his grave would have been overgrown with weeds at this moment.

There is no way to know what happened to Emperor Que when he stepped into the Immortal Realm, but in the three years since then, he has consciously rarely appeared in front of Emperor Que. And Di Que seems to have forgotten the events of the past, and his attitude towards him has not changed much from before.

Until today, three years later.

The same palace, the same dragon chairs, the same oppressive atmosphere.

Changsheng unconsciously rubbed the spirit card on his waist. Even though he knew that it was likely to be bad luck today, he still took the lead in breaking the silence in the hall: "Is something wrong?"

"What's wrong?" Di Que repeated those two words slowly, and after repeating, he lowered his eyes to look at Changsheng, and suddenly chuckled inexplicably, "Who are you referring to?"

If you mean me, then three years ago, I had an accident, something I can't admit calmly.

If you're referring to the verge, then there's no need to ask that question at all. Because the general is used to causing trouble, it is inevitable that he will have an accident.

Hearing this rhetorical question, Changsheng frowned almost invisibly. He could feel that there was something in Emperor Que's words, but after all, he was not strong enough to instantly guess Di Que's thoughts.

And Emperor Que didn't seem to care about Changsheng's reaction. He just leaned on the dragon chair, raised his hand and tapped on the armrest of the dragon chair without a pair, and then continued to ask with a calm face: "The general has already appeared, what are your plans for the future?"

Emperor Que said as he casually glanced at Changsheng's legs hidden under his dark golden robes. At that moment, what was hidden in his phoenix eyes under his eyelids was a cruel determination that was enough to make people tremble and be arrogant.

Obviously, if the answer given by Changsheng was not to his liking, then he would never easily let people get out of the way.

After all, he was never the fool who was so weak as to let his prey escape.

"Nothing to do. ”

Changsheng was silent for a while, and finally gave a bland answer.

"Immortality. Di Que, who was sitting on a high place, slowly stood up. From beginning to end, he just called out the name of immortality, but no one could ignore the deep meaning under his deep voice.

Emperor Que was waiting for an explanation.

An explanation that may have forged murderous intent, or it could make him lower his head.

"...... I've had enough. For a long time, the immortal figure seemed to inadvertently raise his hand and swiped the spirit card on his waist, and then he pulled his thin lips and whispered in a cold and almost weird tone.

"What?" For a moment, Emperor Que thought he had heard something, and he subconsciously opened his mouth to confirm.

"I said, I've had enough. This time, Changsheng's voice clearly broke into Di Que's mind.

"I'm fed up with all the inexplicable speculations, and I'm fed up with the inexplicable three thousand worlds. ”

"Honestly, for so many years, I haven't been able to understand one thing. Why do you, bone-seeking, or the other people in the Three Thousand Worlds who are submissive think that I should be attached to someone so naturally? ”

"I'm not without hands or feet. I am not interested in the glory of others, because I will take whatever I want. ”

Immortality is really fed up. Although he wanted to tell himself to be rational and patient, at this moment, he really felt that he couldn't bear it anymore. Rather than once again leave his fate in the hands of others, it is better to let him fight to the death with all his might.

As for those words that have been held back for so many years, he must say it clean today. Even if he died, he didn't want to die of depression with a stomach full of complaints.

"What do you want?" On the other side, Emperor Que, who had been quietly listening to Changsheng's words that could be called great rebellion, spoke again.

He stood on the quaint steps, and the faint sunlight from the top of the temple blurred his expression. No one knew exactly what he was thinking, and no one knew why he was asking such a question out of the blue.

"Eleven years ago...... Changsheng seemed to remember something after hearing Emperor Que's words, and an indescribable smile gradually appeared on his face.

"Eleven years ago, I said at the grave of a man......"

"I want these three thousand worlds, the sky, the collapse, the earth, and the split!"

"Is it ......" Emperor Que heard this, stepped down the steps and walked towards Changsheng step by step, his slightly cold timbre also resounded in the hall with his movements, "So you develop your ears and eyes to seek the weaknesses of the Immortal Emperor, throw out your interests to unite various sects, and wantonly collect money in case of emergency, even risking your life to secretly communicate with that madman who is looking for bones......"

Speaking of this, Emperor Que stopped.

He lowered his eyes to the immortal who was close at hand, then slowly leaned down and asked the question that he had thought he would never speak to anyone.

I just heard him say, "So immortal, do you know what I want?"

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