If the demon king didn't hate Yun Qing who killed him in his heart, then why did he have to endure inhuman torture, it couldn't be to see his old love again, right?

If that were the case, she would have set him on fire!

Jiang Li smiled lightly, his eyebrows were shallow: "Since this king is in love with a person, he will love him with all his might, even if this person wants to take the life of this king, this king is willing.

However, this is the stupidity of this king, and it has nothing to do with others.

This king is not unwilling for himself, this king is unwilling for Yan Hua, Zeyu, Holly, Sanskrit Yin, this king is unwilling for thousands of creatures of the demon clan, and this king is unwilling for the land where no grass grows on the side of the hidden capital."

As he spoke, Jiang Li raised his voice slightly: "This king doesn't mind being ridiculed by the world, he is a foolish king, but this king can't allow the world to angrily scold the king's people and kill them.

Because the demon clan never kills, the demon clan is even a little cute, stupid, such a cute demon clan should not be slaughtered, let alone slaughtered for the crime of nothingness!

This is the cruelty of the Protoss, the viciousness of the Immortal Race, the ferocity of the world, and the injustice and ruthlessness of the Heavenly Dao! This is the unwillingness of this king, and this is the reason why this king cannot be relieved when he dies!"

"Well said!" Tao Yao praised angrily.

All the existence in the world, small and powerful, has its own uncompromising way.

For example, even if she has suffered injustice, even if she is full of debt and sorrow, she does not forget her responsibility as a cultivator, and for the sake of this line of vitality, she binds herself to the mountain and hates the mountain for a thousand years, and tempers her body into a mountain stone.

For example, Jiang Li in front of him, even if he had died so miserably, even if he was full of innocence, but he didn't hate for his hatred, he only hated for the demon clan, he waited quietly, and he didn't hesitate to burn the remaining thoughts, but also to repay what he owed.

On the other hand, those gods, immortals, and people who once stood in the clouds and killed the demon clan are what kind of things!

Tao Yao's eyebrows and eyes were fully displayed: "Let the world be unfair, let the shackles be entangled, let the body be full of holes, this monarch must also tear apart the falsehood, and the truth will be violent in broad daylight, this is the true meaning of being born and living for a lifetime, and it is also the way of gods, immortals, people, demons, ghosts, demons, and the way of heaven!"

After saying that, Tao Yao raised her head, her eyes were resolute, she faced the direction of the Selling Hate Mountain, and once again raised her sleeves and shouted: "Jing drunk, come-"

The roar subsided, and in the aperture where the mountain of hatred broke a hole, a small thatched hut flew at the speed of light, and the house fell directly above Tao Yao's head before it could stop.

Today, this moment of being wronged is not only the sad and lonely waiting of the demon king Jiang Li, but also the torment of her wandering and exile without knowing who she is, and the silence of Le Zhengxichen sitting alone in the hatred mountain for thousands of years, or the thousands of hopeless years when millions of beings of the demon clan cried and cried.

This heavy, almost powerless silence and noise, will be completely opened up at this moment.

Tao Yao's heart trembled uncontrollably, her eyebrows and eyes were full of impatience, and she even laughed, even if it was not a good time to laugh at this moment.

But so what?

Demon King Jiang Li probably understood her, and laughed with her, for them, the future is actually meaningless, and the past will come to an end today.

This is the beginning of the Northern Darkness and Jiangli, and the end of the Divine Monarch and the Demon King.

Although it is short-lived, if it can be exchanged for an ultimate consummation, it will be in vain.

Tao Yao looked lonely, and said with a smile to the magic pen: "Brother Liang, it's time for you to show your might, in front of thousands of living beings, don't fall into the prestige of your artifact."

The tip of Ma Liang's pen shook slightly, as if to despise her contempt, and then, it bounced up suddenly, piercing the sky, Ma Liang was so fast, even faster than the fastest artifact.

By the time the streamer pierced the sky, the tip of Ma Liang's pen had already fallen on the dense cumulus clouds.

Except for the Mountain of Hatred, and the cave in the sky that was pierced by the Mountain, and the gods and immortals who fell outside the circle of light, the sky was still dark, the clouds were still black, and the earth was sinking.

And Ma Liang, who fell on the dense clouds, was shining with golden light, and it used the black clouds as paper and the sky as a book, ready to write hard.

And the god king Yunqing, who has had a waveless expression since he appeared, has a calm eye that controls the sky and the earth

The eyes, at the moment when touching Ma Liang's pen and falling on the canopy, suddenly became extremely cold.

He couldn't hide his anxiety and asked, "Beiming, what are you going to do?"

"Do what you wanted to do thousands of years ago, but couldn't do."

If Yunqing's face is a sea that is magnificent but eternal without waves, then Tao Yao's answer is a sharp sword that slashes towards the sea.

The sword light broke through the sea, stirring up a thousand waves.

Yun Qing didn't speak, and the thousands of immortals standing behind him had jumped out of the clouds and attacked Ma Liang.

Tao Yao sneered and shook her head lightly, "Yunqing, don't you remember? Benjun doesn't learn and doesn't know how to do it, and it stands to reason that such a great idle job as a historian of the Protoss can't fall on Benjun's head. But Benjun has been a god in his time."

On Yun Qing's sea-like face, the thousand-layered waves that were cut out by a sword only rose high, but they couldn't fall.

The God King lowered his eyes, and his deep eyes were locked on Tao Yao's body.

However, Tao Yao is fearless.

She laughed lightly, like a naughty naughty boy: "Also, as a god king, you have too many things to worry about, such as how Benjun became a historian, you can't remember.

It's okay, Benjun reminds you.

Benjun can become a historian of the Protoss because Benjun's artifact is Ma Liang, and the reason why Ma Liang is an artifact is because it either doesn't write or falls into the truth. And if it is determined to fall into the truth, Rao is Xuanyuan Divine Sword, and it cannot be stopped."

Yun Qing's voice was deep, and he replied calmly: "Beiming, the truth is no longer there."

"Do you mean the book "History of the Fall of the Demon Clan" written by Benjun? Or are you talking about the divine consciousness that you have destroyed all sorts of things?"

This question was like a new sword, slashing at Yun Qing's face like an unending wave. Only this sword was heavier and more fierce than the general's sword, so that there was a huge whirlpool on the sea in an instant.

If the whirlpool does not disperse, it is impossible to say that a tsunami will form and overturn everything around the sea.

"What do you want to say?"

"It's nothing." Tao Yao chuckled, "Benjun just wants to tell you that although you ruined the "History of the Fall of the Demon Clan" written by Benjun himself, you also know that as long as Benjun is still here, you can write another one, or even ten books such as "What is Behind the Fall of the Demon Clan".

Therefore, after you ruined "The History of the Fall of the Demon Clan", you killed Benjun and ruined Benjun's divine sense. As far as you are concerned, without the person who writes history, then no matter how heavy the truth is, it can only be buried."

Yun Qing smiled.

The vastness of the sea is far greater than the earth, and although the Excalibur stirs up the wind and waves on the sea, and disturbs the surface of the sea to turn out of the whirlpool, the sea can still dissolve it with its own strength.

Yun Qing couldn't hide his smugness and said, "The deity will not underestimate Ma Liang, nor will he underestimate you, the historian of the Protoss, however, the history that the historian can write should be clear and unintentional, and it is unmistakable.

The past has been dispersed, and there is no evidence, even if you are here, even if you have a magic pen Ma Liang, you can't reproduce that period of history. If you have to force it, it's a fragmented and porous history."

"Yes." Tao Xiao bowed her head and readily admitted this.

Her response made the immortals who surrounded Ma Liang stop and slash at Ma Liang's sword.

The god king Yunqing, who was standing in the clouds, looked at her condescendingly, and then advised in a generous tone that was tolerant of the naughty child, "Beiming, you are the sister of the deity after all."

"So?"

"There is affection outside the law, and it is also recognized by heaven." Yun Qing said, "If you can turn back and admit your mistakes sincerely, the deity promises that I will only punish you for another thousand years of exile."

Anger suddenly filled Tao Yao's heart.

"Only punish this king for a thousand years?" Tao Yao sneered angrily, "Yunqing, do you know what has happened in those thousand years? No, you don't know.

You are the god king above the nine heavens, the supremacy of the gods and immortals, the struggle and despair of people, demons, ghosts, and demons, you don't even want to look at it.

Why does such a god stand at the highest place in the Three Realms, overlooking all living beings? Even the suffering of all beings

If you don't understand anything, how can you know what compassion is?"

"The deity knows."

「…… That's it—" Tao Yao put away the loss of control and returned to peace, "What are you doing with this? If you can understand, where can we be today?

Yunqing, Benjun tells you that it is impossible for Benjun to turn back, because if Benjun turns back, the soul of the demon clan who has been crying for a thousand years will never be able to rest in peace."

Yun Qing shook his head in disappointment and said proudly, "Beiming, the deity has given you a chance."

Seeing this, Tao Yao laughed angrily, raised his hand and pointed at Jing Zui, who was hovering above his head: "Do you know what that is?"

Yun Qing smiled disdainfully, "Your plaything is demoralized."

She is the god king, the only sister of the god king, and the shame of the god clan and the god king.

As a historian, she never wanted to study hard, and she went up every day, but she slipped out of the door all day long, ran to the world to spend all day drinking, mixed into the secluded capital to invite friends, and called the demon brother and brother, and the ghost sister.

Later, she bumped into a nerd who liked to watch a play, and in order to make the nerd happy, she wrote what she saw and heard day and night.

These scenes were all included in Jing Zui and hid as treasures. Later, she died, and Jing Zui somehow fell into the hands of Le Zhengxichen and hid in the Mountain of Hatred for a thousand years.

And thanks to him hiding, all that is written in the midst is there.

"Yunqing, what do you think history is?"

"What?"

Tao Yao sneered again: "Look at Benjun, such a profound question, who is not good to ask, but I have to ask you."

As she spoke, she turned her eyes to her former teacher: "Elder Nian, Benjun remembers, it was you who taught Benjun, the so-called history should not only be written by emperors and generals, but also composed by countless ordinary beings."

Nian Yiyi's eyes were still full of disappointment, but in this disappointment, there was a little more doubt: "Yes, I have taught you like this, and I have taught all the gods and immortals in this way." Five

Tao Yao's smile grew, and she winked at the serious Nianyi: "Elder Nianyi, obviously, Yun Qing didn't listen to your lesson carefully, otherwise, he would have tried his best to burn Jing Drunk, instead of letting him hide in the Hatred Mountain for a thousand years."