Chapter 547: The Past Is Like Smoke
However, in this icy and snowy place, Da Situ's voice was even colder, and he couldn't hear any emotion.
Ling Jun was very dissatisfied with Da Situ's reaction.
"How long is it that you say? Not everyone is easy to get rid of. Most of the people who are in the early stages today are some fools who have been instigated, and the really smart people are still calculating behind their backs. ”
Ling Jun's tone was a little rushed, and he didn't have the slightest respect for Da Situ.
In other words, anyone in Beizhou who knows the true identity of Da Situ will not have much respect for him.
He is certainly powerful, and he has indeed sheltered Beizhou for many years, but he is a sinner in Beizhou.
For the North Continent had the best king in the world, but he destroyed it.
His Majesty has only one, but he is not the only one who can shelter Beizhou.
Therefore, the people of Beizhou, who knew the existence of Da Situ, had resentment and even hatred towards him.
Da Situ was accustomed to this malice, and he was not angry. Because he deserves it.
"Tiandilou and Yeyuan haven't mixed yet, what's the panic."
Da Situ was not in a hurry.
"Tiandilou hasn't moved, but there are a lot of small movements in the night abyss." Ling Jun said sarcastically, "Da Situ has not been in the WTO for a long time now, and many things are just not clear." ”
"Not anytime soon, don't worry."
Da Situ still said the same sentence, and even his voice didn't fluctuate.
Indeed, he was not worried. Ye Yuan is a force in the demon world, and Bai Ze will not let them act recklessly.
"You're not worried! After all, Beizhou is dead, and with your ability, it will be fine! ”
Ling Jun couldn't see him like this, and he was a little speechless.
Da Situ was not angry, and said calmly: "Even if Beizhou is going to die, I will die in front of it." Please rest assured about this. ”
His eyes were like deep pools, revealing indescribable seriousness, as if he had sworn an oath.
This is indeed his vow.
For if he could not keep his people for his majesty, he really had no need to exist.
Ling Jun was shocked for a while, and it was difficult to doubt his intentions anymore.
But things haven't been figured out yet, and Ling Jun won't give up easily.
"How do you know it's going to be okay?"
Da Situ lowered his eyes slightly, did not answer, and the whole person was like a sculpture.
Ling Jun was immediately angry.
"Hmph, if you don't say it, don't say it."
Ling Jun was furious and walked away.
This old immortal might as well die as soon as possible, and it will be a scourge to keep it!
Ling Jun cursed in his heart.
After Ling Jun left, the place was quiet again, and the loneliness was maddening.
But Da Situ lived here for many years.
Da Situ got up and looked at the lake outside in a daze, his expression soft and sad.
"Your Majesty......"
"If it were you, what would you do?"
Da Situ muttered, his voice dissipating in the wind.
He tried to make a guess, but in the end he could only evoke a wry smile.
He couldn't guess.
Because he has never really understood His Majesty, and he can't tell what kind of character His Majesty is.
He was kind, intelligent, and compassionate, but he could only piece it together in his memory. More, he doesn't know.
What His Majesty likes and doesn't like, he doesn't know at all. Naturally, I couldn't guess what his majesty would do in such a situation.
From this point of view, his so-called affection seems ridiculous and pathetic.
Before His Majesty left, he only thought of him as a beautiful, weak and obedient puppet. Later, he noticed that his intentions were true, but he was ashamed of it.
After His Majesty left, he realized that he was also a king who had the world in mind. He also truly understands that he has long been tempted and has deep roots.
But it was too late.
In other words, they were a mistake from the beginning, and they were destined to be overwhelmed.
Da Situ blinked, and some pictures buried in the depths of his memory were dug up.
The young king once said that he wanted the token of the royal library.
He scoffed at the time, saying what is the use of a puppet studying?
The boy was silent.
When he saw this, he thought he was ashamed, and his heart was very happy, so he mocked it wantonly.
However, he didn't get any reaction, and he finally lost interest, and gave someone a token in a fool's way, and then he didn't pay attention. - After all, who cares then about a puppet emperor who has nothing but a dragon chair?
This memory has long since faded. But today he remembered it very clearly.
Some details that he hadn't noticed in the past came to mind, and Da Situ only felt that his eyes were dry.
And the young king begged him on his knees that day.
A king, kneeling down to his courtiers.
It's sad, it's ridiculous, and it's ridiculous.
But it really happened. There is no one who thinks there is anything wrong.
But everyone only noticed that the puppet emperor's dignity was trampled into mud, but no one paid attention, and the slender young man's back was always straight.
Although he knelt, he was proud of his bones.
He should have discovered that the obedient and boneless puppet in his mind was just a sharp edge.
Otherwise, a straw bale beauty with nothing to show for herself would not be able to attract the attention of that person.
Shenyuan is indeed a neurotic, and his aesthetics are indeed different from ordinary people.
But he was also extremely arrogant and critical.
Where can he be sent to those who can be in his eyes?
It's a pity that he has no eyes, and the world also has no eyes, and no one has found the dusty pearl, but treats it as a fish.
How sad!
Siren is gone, but memory will never spare him.
Da Situ pushed open the wooden door, his expression was blank, and he knelt in the snow nest with a "poof", his eyebrows and eyes were full of mourning.
"Your Majesty......"
Da Situ looked straight at the position in the middle of the lake, "It's really a good person who doesn't live long, and the disaster will last for thousands of years." ”
"But that's fine." Da Situ pulled out a smile that was uglier than crying, "If you were still here, you wouldn't be happy that I was so close to you." ”
It's a pity that you're gone, and the tomb can only be guarded by the people you hated the most in your life.
Da Situ thought.
But he would rather not have this closeness.
In a world covered in silver, time is never clear.
Da Situ didn't know how long he knelt in the snow nest, and the snow had already risen again, and it didn't take long for Da Situ to be wrapped into a snowman.
"Your Majesty, a lot has happened lately, and you may be interested."
I don't know how long it took, but the "snowman" opened his mouth, and his voice was hoarse, as if he had cried. However, the tone was extremely soft, as if he was afraid of disturbing someone.
"Ghost Moon Jun debates the merits and demerits of others, and there is an unknown friend who answers very well, if you are still here, I think I will become a confidant and friend with him."
Not a vile and hateful villain like him, but a true like-minded friend.
Da Situ chattered, his expression seemed to be crying but not crying, smiling but not laughing, sad and joyful.
But I don't agree with all of his views. Naturally, you are a saint who has added merit and blessed all people. But those who do not know are not necessarily innocent, and sometimes they are extremely sinful. ”
Like me, you have to kill yourself by mistake.
Even if I hadn't thought of killing you, I was guilty.
Good night (*╰╯')
(End of chapter)