"The power of justice and the power of love." Princess Baoli Gro Ziyi sighed lightly.

"Of the five races living on the high land, only the human race is full of harmony and tranquility, warmth and love. Justice and love are the sharpest and toughest weapons and armor of the human race, and people at that time could not have imagined that justice and love would be so cherished by the human race as they are today, because at that time justice and love were the essence of the human race, with the emergence of black and white flowers, justice and love were gradually decreasing, and competing with evil for the territory of people's hearts. In the human world, this kind of full and powerful power is very rare, and most of the human race struggles in justice, love, greed, and hatred, and the power of justice and love is weakened, making people become a complex whole, the unity of contradictions, like a wilting pendulum, a drunken drunk, swaying in life. More people have become fishing boats on the sea, drifting with the tide. There are very few people who can find a clear and firm goal and route in the human xìng, so the human race can rarely reap the happiness of the warehouse to reach the last peaceful harbor, and under the blow of the storm, more people go to the dark bottom of the sea and choose to fall and sink, and finally become the slave of the devil. ”

Qin Feng rarely thought about these big and inappropriate topics anymore, but when he heard Ziyi's words tonight, a jīng spirit's objective observation of the human race still felt a little reasonable. When he was in college, he always thought about these propositions in the depths of his mind in the Chinese department, and he ran into a bloody head in the real world. He felt that he was now a fishing boat at sea struggling with pain and contradictions, and the happiness he harvested was only a handful in the fish tank, and maybe he would soon become one of those elements who went with the flow, and maybe he would choose to fall and sink in the end.

"In the world of the human race, there are still many good people, and there is no lack of justice and love in this world, after all, there are still very few truly wicked people." Like an unspeakable scar, Qin Feng was still unwilling to lift it up, and unconsciously defended his own people.

"Yes, it is precisely because of this that human beings have survived in this world for tens of millions of years and have not been devoured by the devil. The history of the last few thousand years is well known to mankind, but the madness and cannibalism of mankind in the last few hundred years are obvious to all, and those who have been bribed by the devil to sign an entente with the devil have pushed mankind to the brink of darkness again and again, and your two world wars are not good examples? In most people's hearts, they may feel that there are still many good people in this world, forgive me, why are human beings confused that 'good people always don't live long', who can deny that they don't have a little selfish distractions and sinful thoughts in their hearts, who can deny that their adult self has been struggling in the contradictions and pain of the soul, human beings are constantly making progress and constantly creating, and human beings have created a force called forgetting in the torment of pain, and forgetting is the best reason to go with the flow. ”

Qin Feng was silent, obviously Ziyi's words touched his heart, Qin Feng had been persuading himself to forget those noble morals, those green dreams, those positive efforts, and even the pain in front of him in the past two years after working. Like walking with the corpse, numbing one's soul.

"There is no pain in the numb soul." Zi Yi seemed to know what Qin Feng was thinking, and continued: "Fallen souls are working for the devil, and noble souls are decreasing, which is the reason why human beings are falling. ”

"Of course, the Jīng Spirit Race is different from humans, and when the Jīng Spirit Race obtained the energy from the Seven Sè Flowers, in this long, long history, they only knew to enjoy happiness. Although the jīng spirit clan has not forgotten the heroic epic of the jì ancestors, the later generations of jīng spirits have forgotten what justice is and what love is, until the king hammer of the demon king smashed into the land where the jīng spirits lived, and the jīng spirits turned into gray ghosts in the darkness and wailed in pain and bewilderment. If it weren't for the Seven Sè Flowers growing on the Jīng Spirit Mountain, if it weren't for the purple sè crystals condensed by the Jīng God of the ancestors of the Baoli Gro royal family still shining on the Jīng Spirit Mountain, the Jīng Spirit Kingdom would have become the territory of the devil long ago. Human beings and jīng spirits have gone to two opposite sides, but human beings still have the power of justice and love in their struggle against the devil and in their own struggles, which is the real reason why I came to the human world for help. ”

Qin Feng was still silent, and after a while, he asked, "Since the Jīng Spirit Kingdom is so vulnerable, why did the devil choose to invade Jīng Spirit Territory recently?" ”

Ziyi couldn't help but smile bitterly: "The jīng spirits would never have thought that they were so vulnerable. The five tribes all refer to the five strange flowers in full bloom as the first year of the Zhongyuan Dynasty to commemorate this great moment, and for tens of millions of years after the Zhongyuan Dynasty, the jīng spirits were blindly immersed in this joy of gaining energy and the joy of establishing the jīng spirit kingdom. The successive demon kings of the demon world were afraid of this energy, and they never thought of invading the jīng spirit kingdom, and they always set their eyes on the human world where darkness and light coexisted, and this stubborn idea became an unbreakable tradition and an eternal depression in the demon world. History always plays a casual joke with happy creatures, and not long ago, a few naughty jīng spirits in the red part of the jīng spirit kingdom quietly touched the black and red land of the demon world, and turned into gray ghosts wailing in pain at the border of the demon world, and were discovered by the old jiān giant ghost king Bashan. The bad luck of the jīng spirit kingdom began, and this discovery stung the dignity of the demon world, as if it had been uncovered with a stupid scar, the new demon king Lei Ding frantically invaded the territory of the jīng spirit, and the jīng spirit, who forgot justice and love and lost his resistance, howled in pain in the dark corner of his territory and became a slave of the demon king. The Demon Realm and the Ghost Realm made a contract to form an alliance, and the Demon Clan launched a lightning-like impact on the Jīng Spirit Kingdom with the help of the energy of the Ghost Clan, and the territory of the Red Department of Dankshala and the territory of the Orange Tribes of Jimuzi Mu Orange were successively fallen, and the King of the Red Tribes of Danksala, Danksala, Hongyin, and the King of the Orange Tribe, Ji Muzi Mu Chengkun, were nailed to the black mountain of the Demon Realm and whipped by Rì Night, my poor Uncle Hong Yin and Uncle Chengkun ・・・・・・"

Ziyi was already in tears at this time, and she couldn't help but whimper.

Qin Feng put the tissue in Ziyi's hand and asked softly, "And then?" ”

"Then a large number of yellow, green, blue, and blue tribes fled their territory and gathered in the jīng spirit holy mountain where the purple department was located, and most of the land of the jīng spirit kingdom was lost." Zi Yi gently wiped the tears from her face and continued: "The tremendous energy of the Jīng Spirit Mountain finally stopped the devil's troops, and after several years of confrontation, the land of the Jīng Spirit Mountain changes a kind of Yan every year, and each Yan Sè can make the jīng spirits on the Holy Mountain cry sadly, and the Jīng Spirit Kingdom is no longer full of happiness, and has become a sea of pain for the jīng spirits who have lost their happiness and home. And next year, the land of the Jīng Spirit Kingdom will become a blue sè, the Demon King and the Ghost King are gathering at the border, and the Jīng Spirit Kingdom is in danger. ”

Qin Feng seemed to see what was all over the wilderness, and what was the misery of life.

Ziyi seemed to want to shed all the tears that Jīng Ling had never shed, and at this time she burst into tears again.

"Fortunately, we still have hope, and all the hopes of the Jīng Spirit Kingdom are pinned on me, or rather, on humans. I got the letter from the king of the human race to the jīng spirit clan in the secret room of the holy mountain, and found the passage to the human world in the flower heart of the seven sè strange flowers, as long as I find the two powers and beautiful qualities of the human being, and have the sword of justice and the armor of love, the jīng spirits will know how to fight, and the jīng spirit kingdom and the jīng spirit clan will continue their happiness. ”

"But in the human world, what I encountered was cruelty and indifference, hunting and abuse, I don't know if I can still see my father and mother who are looking forward to me at night, I don't know if I can return to the land of the beautiful and peaceful jīng spirit, I don't know if I still have hope."

What Qin Feng thought was that he didn't know if there was any hope for human beings. Qin Feng asked himself: "Is there still hope for mankind?" ”

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