The Right Hand of God Chapter 8 One will be the work of ten thousand bones

"Yes, you do."

A hint of appreciation flashed in his eyes, but then he turned to deep thought.

"But do you know how terrible that civil war really was?"

Yue shook her head slowly, all she knew was that it was very tragic, and as for how tragic it was, few people in the entire Qi country knew.

Because at that time, the northern kingdom and the Qi kingdom were in full swing, and the precautions were extremely strict, and the situation in their respective countries was not stable, so not to mention these confidential information, even ordinary businessmen and people had been completely cut off.

"For hundreds of years, the land divided into seven pieces by the Weishui tributary was originally home to nearly 100 tribes, large and small, that lived on their own. But after that civil war, only seven of these hundreds of tribes remained. More people died in that civil war than there were alive, and even Weishui was once turned into blood. Everyone thought that the northern kingdom was already in danger after this catastrophe, and it was difficult to recover. But the result? Not only did the Northern Kingdom not completely annihilated, but it rose rapidly in such a short period of less than ten years, and almost had the strength to compete with the Qi Kingdom. ”

The eyes of the dead seem a little strange when talking about this history, but in the end they are intertwined with a very strange brilliance.

Desire, even an almost fanatical will to fight.

Yue didn't speak, just listened quietly, until her eyes became strange and eager, and she frowned slightly.

"Ten years, it only took ten years for the mysterious Northern Kingdom to turn the originally scattered Northern Kingdom into what it is today. Who else in this world is qualified to be my opponent but him?! ”

"Do you just want to fight him?"

"War? Not only will I fight him, but I will destroy with my own hands what he has built! In my lifetime, I must write the name of my Yi Qi clan on the land that has blocked my Qi country's iron horse for a hundred years!"

Yue was silent for a long time, the frenzied light in her eyes that made it almost impossible for her to look directly. But a moment later, she said with great certainty the nine words, which were so short that they seemed to tremble with it.

"So what you want is this world."

Needless to say?

Shouldn't she have realized it a long time ago?

But she seems to have been subconsciously avoiding this speculation.

Until the matter finally came out of his own mouth, she had nowhere to run.

But when she said those nine words herself, her heart was empty, and only the sigh of relief remained.

When those nine words blurted out of her mouth very naturally, she suddenly had a feeling of dust in her heart.

After all, what he wants is the world, and it can only be the world.

She couldn't tell what it was like, melancholy, emotion, sigh, or whatever.

That's all.

But what it was, she couldn't tell.

"That's right, what I want is the world, and it has been the world from the beginning."

"Even if the blood is shed, will it be worth the loss of life?"

"Huh."

He suddenly laughed, a sarcastic and self-deprecating smile, but his eyes burned with a flames of destruction.

"More than half of the civil war in the North was killed and wounded, and it was almost completely destroyed. But after Nirvana, it was the unprecedentedly powerful northern kingdom that returned. And what about Qi Guo? There are hundreds of years of precipitation, but they are almost hollowed out by moths like Ye Shuoguang. Since it's a moth, it's damned. If you don't completely kill these moths while you still have the strength to spare, will you have to wait until the entire Qi country is completely destroyed in the hands of these moths?! ”

"That's right, Ye Shuoguang is damned, but not everyone is Ye Shuoguang. If there is a war, how many people will be displaced and innocent people will be killed?! ”

"Once you will succeed, how can you be reborn without Nirvana?! As long as I can achieve great things, I will lead the country of Qi to glory, and I will personally create a new future that no one can hope for! Don't you want to see the distinction between the northern kingdom and the Qi kingdom completely disappear, and there will be no more wars on both sides of the Weishui, and there will be truly eternal peace?! ”

The voice of death became more and more excited, and the fire in his eyes became more and more intense, almost crazy.

Yue's heart became colder and colder, and she suddenly realized that the death in front of her had become more familiar than ever.

It seems that once upon a time, she had seen such a frighteningly crazy light in the eyes of another person.

It was familiar, but it also made her feel more empty and hopeless than ever.

"And then?"

She muttered to herself, looking up at the dead with a blank and empty gaze.

Her voice was soft, but she heard it.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw the blankness and emptiness in Yue's eyes, and he was subconsciously stunned for a moment, but then a smile bloomed, and a more brilliant flame was rekindled.

"Originally, I never thought about what would happen then, but now, I think I already know."

"What more do you want than this world?"

Yue turned his head blankly to look at him, only to see the flames in his eyes burst up, with a temperature that melted everything.

"I want you to stand behind me and watch how I lay down the world step by step. When I can finally take the world into my pocket, I want you to hold hands with me, I want you to sit with me in the world, and I want your name to be engraved into history with me and never separated. ”

The sound of death was like thunder, resounding in Yue's ears, and almost took away all her consciousness in an instant.

Should she be happy?

Hold hands side by side, sit in the world together, and never separate.

Probably there is no more moving promise than that.

The fanatical eyes made people not have the slightest ambiguous association, but she knew it very clearly.

For him, this is already the best promise.

A promise that is deeper and more unbreakable than all the promises of life and death.

"Why me?"

His eyes burned, as if all his feelings were gushing out with the exit of this sentence, hot and blazing like magma.

But after a long silence, Yue showed a puzzled expression.

"Why me?"

She repeated it again, in a tone that bordered on dazedness.

Her answer and expression seemed a little too bland and rational in the face of such a moving promise.

But when she raised her head and asked this question very confused but very seriously, she found that all the self-deprecation, anger, and unwillingness in his heart because of Yue's silence had disappeared, and all of them had turned into the same blankness as her.

Why her?

Why can't it be someone else but her?

Why, even did he feel the need for such a person?

He is a ruthless and ruthless person, and he never cares about anyone or anything except his ambition and hegemony.

But his words are tantamount to a personal promise to share his world with others.

A lifetime of a couple, hand in hand to see the world.

When did he start to have such a ridiculous wish?

But he couldn't resist, there was always a voice in his heart saying that it could only be her.

But why?

Even if he couldn't suppress the power that voice represented, it hadn't been there for a long time since that time when his vitality was badly damaged.

When did his obsession turn into his obsession?!

"I don't have to ask why, but the young master...

"Don't call me young master anymore! I'd rather never be your young master! ”

The originally fanatical flame in his eyes had been dyed with a painful look, and the two emotions kept arguing and not giving in to each other, almost making him completely insane.

Death's face became a little hideous, and Yue was very frightened, but she couldn't escape it.

Ever since that phrase came out of his mouth, she couldn't escape it.

Although she would rather never tear this piece of paper.

But when she completely tore open the window paper, she had no way out.

"But to me, you're just a young master."

Yue's eyes were blazing, and she looked directly at the dead very firmly, and the crazy fire in her eyes frightened her, frightened her, and made her tremble involuntarily, but she could not show a trace of timidity.

This is not just a promise, but an inevitable confrontation.

If she shows the slightest weakness, then her fate will never be in her own hands from now on.

She must have the momentum and strength to be able to stand on the same height as him, to be qualified to confront him, and to have the ability to choose her own destiny.

"You say it again?"

Yan looked back at her coldly, but the words of the whispered inquiry were full of warning and danger, but Yue did not show the slightest timidity, but met his gaze unswervingly.

"To me, you're just a young master. He used to be a young master, but now he is a young master, and he will always be a young master. ”

Yue's palms were already clenched into fists in the sleeve robe, and the cold sweat that kept overflowing was gradually soaking her underwear.

His gaze gradually cooled from the scorching flames, but then it was cold and fierce, as if he wanted to eat people.

Yu didn't answer, just pursed his lips tightly, staring at Yue stubbornly, and Yue also looked back at him unswervingly.

No one knows exactly how much time has passed.

Be sure to get out before she breaks down completely, or she'll lose badly.

But the gaze of the dead was like iron and stone, and he was like a stone that was tightly attached to her, and he refused to relax a bit.

Yue's lips seemed to move, but the almost silent words had drifted away in the wind before he could hear them, leaving no trace.

Yue took one last look at him, and then turned away without hesitation, leaving behind an indifferent and ruthless, cold and hard back.

Death didn't stop her.

If she had been held in time, she would have found that her whole body was trembling slightly, and cold sweat had soaked her clothes.

But he didn't.

He just stood still, watching her fade away, his right hand clenched into a fist behind him.