Chapter 295
"I won't tell you, I don't believe it."
Zhong Sannian looked indifferent and even a little mocking.
"Don't today's young people believe the truth?" The man in black could emanate through his robes, and his face was full of disbelief.
Zhong Sannian shook his head quite calmly and said, "Boss, it's not that I'm a person who mocks you, and it's a little unbelievable to become a little nonsense, right?" ”
"Isn't that a taunt?"
Zhong Sannian said: "Qing Shibo, Qingyue is a real person, amorous and moonlight, an independent and elegant character, cold as frost but warm as jade, how can this ordinary person fight around like a crazy woman?" Without any logic or motive, I casually want to destroy a race, and I have heard countless versions of this kind of thing. ”
There are also a lot of youkai chewing their tongues in front of them.
said that it was cold Qiuhan, how cold-blooded and ruthless he used to be, he was unreasonable, he had no mercy for other monsters, and he never believed it for three years.
It's just that the rumors have a little fame, and there is not much intersection with the golden vine kite before.
Leng Qiuhan was able to understand compassion and created a pattern of environment for the other party to avoid the pursuit of their family, so the story of the reconstruction was slightly twisted and turned, but it did ensure his own safety, until the seal was lifted, and he was also quite considerate to arrange the future life for the other party.
And for his previous life, it seems to have a little bit to do with it, maybe it's just a simple friendship, or he hurts the other party a little, but it is not very important, but it is still for his own business to this day.
And how can a character like Rush be a cold-blooded and ruthless existence to kill innocents?
The rest of the people are afraid of his strength, and some jealousy is wandering, their hearts are unbalanced, and they are chewing their tongues, how can there be so many so-called truths?
It's just a lie they came up with, just like the man in black said now.
"Boss, don't listen to other people's random nonsense, okay? The rumors out there really can't be trusted. ”
It's not about what kind of position and belief he has expressed in the past three years, but the overall outfit of the man in black, coupled with the character and temperament he usually shows.
No matter how you look at it, it looks like a house that stays at home all day.
There are no other social activities at all, and it is even a little suspicious that he has any other external life besides selling things?
Except for some other people, and by the way, there seems to be no rest of the beliefs in life.
Maybe even what I usually hear. It's not that someone with a heart deliberately put it in front of him, otherwise there wouldn't even be a channel for gossip.
The man in black said, "Don't be fooled by your outward expressions, you little girl, what are the rumors I have heard?" Clearly, I have experienced what I have seen with my own eyes, okay? ”
Zhong Sansan: "... Boss, with this cloak you are leathering right now, are you sure you can see what is outside without any visual obstruction? ”
"Of course, you're wearing a light green outfit right now!"
Zhong Sannian lowered his head quite calmly, stretched his somewhat tender yellow coat, looked at the little white vest inside, slowly raised his head and stared at the person in front of him, raised his hand, and silently patted the other party's shoulder, revealing a smile.
"Why bother?"
"Why don't you believe it, it was indeed something I really experienced at the beginning, how come it came to your eyes, but it all became nonsense, what good is it for me to make up this kind of thing?"
The man in black was quite dissatisfied with this reaction, and he put his hand away as he spoke, and walked back.
Seeing the scene here, Zhong Sannian cried and laughed and followed behind and said: "Don't get me wrong, I don't mean to laugh at you, but I doubt a little that you were deceived by others, after all, I don't think he is such a person when I usually get along... Ay! ”
The man in black in front of him suddenly stopped, he didn't react for three years, he slammed into it, rubbed it, and complained in his heart that the man in black looked high, but he always had a weak force, and his head was quite strong, and he only hit his nose, as if he was touching a wooden stake.
"Time flies, time flies, under the order of time, it has long disappeared without a trace, the tyranny of the past, the calm of the present is like water, and there is no conflict."
The man in black turned around slowly, as if a gaze had been fixed on the body of the third year, staring away, but there was no trace at all.
"In those thousands of years ago, how crazy he was, under the experience of these years, the slow flow of time brought every trace of quality on his body.
The imprint left in it has long disappeared and is blurry and invisible, but there is no way to erase the time in it, the mark it has left behind.
There is no way to erase the calamities that have been experienced. ”
It seemed that something was pressed on the throat and squeezed tightly, and he involuntarily suppressed his saliva, stared in front of him, and then a piece of black hair, it seemed that he could see a person's determined eyes, but he couldn't see any of the images revealed in front of his eyes and blinked quietly twice.
The three years seem to touch a time that I can't participate in, and it seems that through those words, between the traces of sadness, a trace of pity is revealed.
You can see that the bloody rain that has never happened before somehow hits the heart.
I don't know it at all, but it seems to really penetrate between my own hearts, slowly impregnated, and I don't know it but it shows in front of me, a blur, but it deeply stings my eyes.
After a slight pause, the man in black turned back to his senses and said, "Since you don't believe it, then follow me to see what traces are left in the past years, and see the real impact, maybe you will understand that what I am telling you is not a joke, but a sincere and sincere story to tell you, that the story of the past, that will not create a forgotten history." ”
His words were very low, and his hoarse voice was mixed with a silent breath, which seemed to be inaudible and clear, but it fell between his ears every time.
Zhong Sansan didn't know that there seemed to be something heavy now, but he didn't feel uncomfortable when he was blind.
It's just like passing through a pair of dark passages, walking towards the time and space that I can't touch, and seeing myself in that trace, there is no way, no opportunity, no influence that time has seen.
It's like a door of your heart opening to you.
opened the shadow that was displayed in it, and reflected it in his eyes, and in the time and space that he didn't exist at all, he saw Qing Shibo, the man in black.
The man in black walked forward at a slow pace, positive and steady, and couldn't help but feel a little trance in the direction of walking in front of him, he had walked through many years of years, and had stepped on too many reincarnations.
I never thought that one day I would have such a general mood to look back on the past, and I would look at the things I experienced many years ago, and the traces of the time I witnessed with my eyes.
The sword and sword shadow are just child's play.
The bloody rain and bloody wind are like talking and joking, more like the existence in a dream, the blood has long been stained on the sky, and a blue sky is reflected red, and there is no other mixed color at all.
The raindrops that fell in the moment of the torrential rain were also bright red on the ground, and the flowing river water was all blood irrigation viscous, but it kept gushing, so there would be fresh, and it would turn into a river running to the sea, and the autumn seaside would change, and the place where the eye could see was also a piece of blood red.
All life, has long been red-eyed, can no longer tell who is who, even if it is a biological son, even if it is a brother and sister, there is no trace of family affection for a long time, the four killings between each other have long been forgotten, the white bones are piled up like a mountain, in that bright world, there is still room for respite.
Qing Shibo is just one of them, but one of them has great power and has a lot of means, the prince of the Dragon Palace, who was once high, is now just like a demon, mixed in with it.
The color on the clothes has long been infected by bright red, and it is impossible to even see where the image in it stays, and the whole person is blurred in the blood rain, and the wanton laughter really hurts in the ears.
A white light pierced the void battle, breaking a piece of blood red, but it was a ray of light that slid past.
The other stumps and severed arms brought by them fell into the heavens and the earth, and instantly re-stained with the original blood, as if that party was just a momentary fantasy.
Zhong Sannian couldn't help but clench his arms, clutching his pale yellow coat tightly, staring at the impact, the magnified pain, and piercing his fragile nerves every moment.
I already wanted to avoid the sight, but there was no way to dodge, I wanted to see it clearly, but the shadow in it only saw a bright red patch of different colors moving quickly, but I couldn't help but go into the top.
Breaking through his thinking, he has long been no longer his own fantasy, and he can think about the scene, but there is no way to involve his own eyes, staring at it deadly, wanting to see something from it, but he only sees Nan Feng's moonlight flower-like characters, it turns out that he has also had such an appearance, and he has already changed his influence in the immersion of the years.
I've always seen too much, and it's just a few faint flowers in front of me, but I am reluctant to take my eyes away, knocking on the shadow and getting stained with blood little by little, somehow I suddenly remembered the two who have always been good to me, I don't know if they were like this in the past years.