It was the first time Qin Mu saw the village chief so helpless and desperate, and holding him by himself, he was like grasping a life-saving straw, begging him to take him home, to the old village, to the small world of self-enclosed.

He really couldn't imagine that this terrified and desperate old man would be the master who taught himself to educate himself, nor did he expect that a powerful being like the village chief would be so easily defeated.

The village chief often said that he was too powerful, but the old man who said this now all his beliefs are falling apart and falling apart.

The village chief has already been knocked down once, the last time he was knocked down, he went to the old village and became a crippled old man, if it weren't for Ma Ye, the pharmacist, the mute and others who came to the old village before and after, it was hard to imagine what he would become.

Qin Mu still remembered that the pharmacist and the others had all left the village, and the village chief was left alone.

The decadent and decadent village chief sat at the entrance of the village, motionless, letting the wind and rain blow, letting the darkness invade, and letting his beard grow wildly, just too lazy to move his nest.

He was unkempt, he didn't eat or drink, as if he let himself rot there.

And the village chief when he was just knocked down should be even more decadent than that. At that time, he was a complete and complete failure, disillusioned, lifeless, just a walking corpse!

And now, it was not his own failure that knocked down the village chief, but the failure of the previous generations of human emperors and even the founder of the human emperor's palace, the first human emperor!

He felt the despair of the first human emperor, he was like a frightened and frightened child, wanting to escape back into his own world and curl up, lick his own wounds, or simply let himself rot and die.

Having not experienced this kind of failure, it is difficult to understand how the village chief feels now.

The quiet mountain man watched from the side, showing pity, and sighed. He didn't want to hit this old man emperor like this, what he wanted to hit was Qin Mu, the rookie emperor, and wanted to give this hairy boy who didn't know the height of the sky a thick and solid lesson, let him know that all his pursuits and responsibilities were just a trivial joke in the end, just an empty and a dream!

He didn't hit Qin Mu, but instead hit his old friend to death.

He and the village chief are old acquaintances, and they crossed paths in their early years.

When the village chief invited him to go out of the mountain, he also agreed, and he also went out of the mountain, but so what? In the end, he dragged his scarred body back to Xiaoyujing, and he couldn't help but be bruised all over his body, and his heart was also scarred.

Since then, he has been disheartened and his blood has decayed.

Over the years, he has watched all kinds of records of Xiao Yujing, and the more he knows about history, the more he knows, and all the thoughts of his early years have vanished.

Qin Mu came to see him, with the exercises of repairing the Divine Bridge so that he could become a god, and for a moment he was indeed moved, and the silent blood seemed to be hot again.

But then it was cold.

So what?

Even if he repaired the Divine Bridge, no matter how strong he was, he could still be stronger than the immortals who opened up this place back then?

Even if the Old Man Emperor repaired the Divine Bridge, what could he do? Can he still be stronger than the Human Emperor who founded the Human Emperor Palace back then?

Even if Qin Mu became a god, what could he do? Qin Mu could still be stronger than the woodcutter saints of their Heavenly Saint Sect?

"So what?"

Qingyou Shanren was slightly stunned, and when he heard Qin Mu's voice, Qin Mu repeated another sentence, and smiled at the village chief who was all gone: "So what? Grandpa, village chief, what if they fail?"

"Little kids. ”

Qingyou Shanren smiled, shook his head, and was stunned in his heart: "The contemporary human emperor is just a child who likes to play with water." I had his exuberant years back then, when I was just a child......"

Qin Mu smiled and said: "They are defeated, the emperors of the past generations are also defeated, and the village chief grandfather, you are also defeated." But so what? The first generation of human emperors was defeated, and there is no second generation of human emperors? The second generation of human emperors was defeated, and there is still a third generation of human emperors? Village chief, you are defeated, don't you still have me?"

The village chief, Mu Ran, shook his head again and again with his white hair trembling.

"I don't want you to be like me......" he said with a cry.

Now he is just an ordinary old man, not the powerful human emperor, not the sword god who asks the sword technique, just a crippled old man who doesn't want his children to follow in his footsteps.

"I'm a hegemon, have you forgotten?"

Qin Mu smiled and said, "The only hegemon." I was raised by you, isn't that enough?"

"Overlord?"

The village chief cried and laughed: "Hehe, hehe, I did my own evil...... Mu'er, shall we go home?

Qin Mu's vitality gushed out, holding up the old man in his arms, and smiling as bright as the early spring sun, which seemed to be able to dispel the haze in the hearts of others and bring warmth and hope.

"Hegemon, never admit defeat, never say die!"

Qin Mu's voice was inexplicably infectious, straightened his waist, and had an unprecedented confidence and belief: "I will surpass you, I will not always be the second in the world! I will surpass you in swordsmanship, become a sword god, and become the supreme of swordsmanship! I will surpass Grandpa Pharmacist in the way of medicine, Grandpa Cripple in speed, Grandpa Dumb in refining treasures, Grandpa Deaf in painting, Master Ma in boxing, Grandpa Tu in knife skills, Grandpa Blind in Divine Eyes, and Granny Si in supernatural powers!" I'll be number one in the world!"

The Qingyou Mountain Man laughed: "The Emperor of the People is ambitious, but can you surpass these stone statues? Can you surpass those stone statues in the ruins? Even if you can, can you surpass the Kaihuang?"

His voice gradually became stern, as if he was reprimanding a child: "You are just a child with ambition but no setbacks and tribulations, so let's play in the water! Wouldn't it be good to be an ordinary person and live an ordinary life? You don't understand the world of adults at all!"

Qin Mu looked up at these stone statues, and said with a calm face: "If I don't work hard and don't struggle, I will naturally not be able to surpass the first generation of human emperors." I have worked hard, I have worked hard, there is still a chance, and there is hope. If you don't work hard, don't struggle, just think about failure, you won't fart!"

He glanced at the Qingyou Mountain Man: "Qingyou Immortal, since you are an immortal, will you die?"

The Qingyou Mountain Man shook his head and said, "There are no immortal immortals. ”

"What can you leave behind?" Qin Mu asked.

Qingyoushan said: "If you don't bring it in life, you won't take it away in death." ”

Qin Mu smiled: "However, the immortal who opened up Xiaoyujing left a stone statue, the first human emperor left a stone statue, and the woodcutter saint left a stone statue. Are these statues really dead? On the night of the ruins, I saw the stone statues of the Heavenly King riding a dragon unicorn to slay the dragon, and I saw the stone statues resurrected, resurrected, and still fighting. I also saw the stone statues in the ruins emitting divine light at night, guarding one side and sheltering the outcasts of the ruins. What can you leave behind when you die?"

He didn't wait for the quiet mountain man to speak, and had already answered for him: "There is no fart!"

The people of Qingyou Mountain were angry, shook their heads and smiled: "You have always been a child, with red mouth and white teeth, full of words, and you don't know what is at stake. You will touch your head full of bags, your head will bleed, your body and mind will be injured, and you will touch it like me and the emperor. In the end, the family is also broken and the king is also the king, and only the lonely family is left, and there is not even a child to send him to death. At that time, you will wake up to the words of my predecessor. ”

Qin Mu looked up at this stone statue again, and said with a calm face: "They will come back to life, and when there is hope in this world, they will come back to life and continue to fight for hope." But at that time, will the Tranquility Immortal be able to come alive and fight? You can't, you're dead. ”

The Qingyou Shanren was furious, took a step forward, his clothes were windless, his hair was flying, and he shouted: "Although you are the emperor, what are you capable of?"

Qin Mu glanced at him: "I am a hegemon." ”

"There is no hegemon in this world!"

The people of the quiet mountain burst into tears and exclaimed: "What kind of bullshit bully body? This kind of physique does not exist at all! Who are you fooling?"

"There is a hegemon in this world. ”

The village chief suddenly spoke, and the quiet mountain man was slightly stunned and looked at him. The village chief broke free from Qin Mu's vitality and floated, his face solemn: "There is a hegemon in this world, a hegemon from Wussouci Township!"

The hearts of Qingyou Mountain people were shocked, and they hurriedly looked at Qin Mu, and said in a lost voice: "What do you mean to say......"

"His surname is Qin, the Qin of the emperor. ”

The village chief seemed to sweep away the decadence just now, but there was still fatigue in his tone, but he said solemnly: "Qin in Sanssouci Township, Qin who swept away the Eight Desolations and unified Liuhe." He is the hegemon, the unparalleled hegemon!"

"Sanssouci Township?"

The people of Qingyou Mountain were a little flustered, and they settled down, and said: "Qin of Sanssouci Township, Qin of Kaihuang, that golden book treasure scroll is from Sanssouci Township, and there is also the Qin clan in Sanssouci Township?"

The village chief nodded: "We can't do it, but the Qin clan can." ”

The Qingyou Mountain Man showed excitement, then calmed down again, and said with a smile: "Brother Dao doesn't know enough about Kaihuang Ji." What can the Qin clan do? Aren't they all a bunch of losers? Sanssouci Township is just a bunch of sneaky people who survive for a while. What's the difference between you and me, Xiao Yujing? Actually, even you don't believe it. ”

The village chief was silent, and suddenly said: "But there is hope, even if it is a glimmer." ”

Qingyou Shanren's face was indifferent, and he said, "Don't use Sanssouci Township to pressure me." There is no hegemony in Sanssouci Township. There is no such thing as a hegemon in this world. ”

"Shepherd can prove it to you. ”

The village chief said in a deep voice: "Prove that he is the only hegemon!"

Qingyou Shanren laughed and shook his head with a smile: "Brother Dao, do you only have the ability to lie left......?"

His voice suddenly became extremely loud, and it spread all over Xiao Yujing: "Disciple Xiao Yujing, come here!"

Qin Mu was slightly stunned.

The face of the Qingyou Mountain Man became serious, and he stared at him viciously, his sleeves shook: "Prove it to me! My Xiao Yujing has only cultivated three disciples, defeat them, I will go down the mountain with you!"

Qin Mu moved his muscles, smiled, and raised his eyebrows: "Qingyou Immortal, you said it earlier." Three is too few, or you immortals of Xiaoyujing will also self-proclaim and cultivate together? ”

He suddenly burst out and roared viciously, "I'll kill you!"