Chapter Eighty-Seven: Untitled
"Stupid, who will stand still and let you die..."
"I'm still thinking... Handsome guy, will you be thirsty... I'm going to buy you a bottle of Coke and have a good time..."
Zhang Er smiled awkwardly, and Wu Ma Qianzhi was already standing in front of him, with inexplicable eyes, and Zhang Er was stunned.
"What is Coke?"
Zhang Er was stunned for a moment, quickly grabbed the void, grabbed a Coke from the space backpack, looked at Wu Ma Qianzhi and handed it over.
In his puzzled eyes, Zhang Er gestured to knock on the upper tab.
Now~
The carbon dioxide that spewed out, along with the rolling bubbles, made the confusion in Wu Ma Qianzhi's eyes even worse.
Coke is sweet, but at the same time there is a little hemp, in fact, it is either hemp or carbon dioxide to the top of the outward, that is because it contains carbonic acid.
Carbon dioxide is a gas, and it runs out as hard as it can, and when it reaches a certain point, it escapes.
With Wu Ma Qianzhi's uncontrollable hiccups, even he himself was stunned.
This is a unique taste, which is a taste that he, a demon who has lived for nearly 10,000 years, has never tasted, and even after the cola entered his throat, Wu Ma Qian inexplicably had a trace of understanding.
The entrance is slightly sweet, then it is slightly numb, and the abdominal distension is painful, but there is a hint of comfort.
Zhang Er breathed a sigh of relief when he saw him squinting his eyes as if he was enjoying it.
After all, this thing can't be resisted by ordinary people, just like Ann, who can drink more than a dozen bottles a day, until he lies on the sofa with a happy expression, and he is not satisfied with this burp.
The bottle of Coke gradually withered in Wu Ma Qianzhi's hands, until it turned into a crystal clear steel ball, and then nodded with satisfaction.
"Very nice"
"It's good if you like it", Zhang Er's flattering cat leaned his waist, rubbed his hands, and looked at the surrounding scene with his spare eyes, thinking quickly about where to make this guy unable to catch up with him.
But obviously, Wu Ma Qianzhi saw his preparation, "There is only one chance, and it is reserved for those who are ready to survive"
Zhang Er couldn't hear the warning in this sentence, he wanted to stop fighting, and if he couldn't beat him, he would have to splash his blood.
But after thinking about it, it's better to die than to live, this person doesn't kill himself, it's okay...
"You are different from him, you are more like a scheming waste", this is the evaluation given to him by Wu Ma Qianzhi.
Zhang Er followed behind him and did not speak.
I don't know where Wu Ma Qianzhi is going, as if he is going to worship someone, they reached the end of the coastline and walked up the rock wall.
It's strange that Wu Ma Qianzhi didn't get back the thunder horn that Zhang Er stole from, and he didn't seem to disdain this thing, but he was just curious before.
"Ling Tianjun... Your promise has become worthless", Wu Ma Qianzhi waved his left hand, and the monstrous waves instantly stood still, waiting for his command.
Slowly shake, the hand divides the sea.
Zhang Er's pupils were trembling, it was the first time he had seen such a powerful hand, is this the real power, moving mountains and reclamation like a god.
Words can command all things in the world.
Wu Ma Qianzhi grabbed it again, and out of nowhere, the flowers flying thousands of meters in the sky were as beautiful as a rainbow in the sky.
"Your favorite sea of flowers, unfortunately never seen again"
The flowers fell one after another, swaying in the wind in the dirt beneath the ocean.
Wu Ma Qianzhi stretched out his finger and swiped lightly on the divided sea level, and a layer of light curtain appeared upside down on the flower field, and then the waves returned to calm.
Through the deep sea water, Zhang Er could clearly see that those flowers were swaying under the sea water, unaffected.
"I'm going to find him, at least ask him to understand", Wu Ma Qianzhi closed his eyes, recalling what had happened before.
Then he looked at the sky, and his originally handsome face also climbed into a trace of fatigue.
"As for you... I want to observe everything about you", Wu Ma Qianzhi said, focusing on Zhang Er.
Unable to resist, Zhang Er felt that his soul was being spied on, and the whole person froze in place, and he could only stare at his eyes in fear.
Zhang Er's birth, what happened to him, his life, the people he met, and everything he got.
Not only his memory, but also the resentment that Zhang Er had accumulated, all of which were clearly visible, Wu Ma Qianzhi smiled, and for some reason he saw what happened to Zhang Er.
And everything about him, those people in his memory, made Wu Ma Qianzhi laugh.
He originally thought that this person would at least have something to do with Ling Tianjun, but it turned out that his face was just similar, and he even caused a lot of jokes because of this face.
But the words in Zhang Er's memory, Wu Ma Qianzhi recognized, he recognized every word, it was Ling Tianjun.
And his sword, his heart.
"What a big chance"
"It's all on you alone, and you're still carrying the hopes of so many people, if someone like you die here"
"Then there will be more hatred and despair in this world."
The sweat on Zhang Er's body had soaked him, and he sat on the ground and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
It was so terrifying, he couldn't imagine that someone could really forcibly read other people's memories, even how many times he had guided him when he was in school, he could see it.
"Ling Tianjun, what happened to you? Are you still there? Wu Ma Qianzhi shook his head meaningfully.
He knew now, at least Ling Tianjun wasn't dead, he was still alive.
And this person is like a combination of contradictions, his heart is empty, there is no ideal, there is no grand future.
Only a small family, "It's enough to resurrect them, isn't it, the road you see is too short"
"Let me tell you what is called a real obsession", Wu Ma Qianzhi's eyes flashed with a stunning black light, and in Zhang Eryue's dilated pupils, two fingers seemed to be very slow, but they instantly fell on his forehead.
"I have tasted the ignorance of lovesickness, forgotten the taste of tenderness, hidden the mask of hypocrisy, cherished the memory for a long time, and extinguished the helpless ending."
"The wind is gone, the flowers are gone, the song is not over, the people are gone, and who can you and who can go to the end"
"Distant Divine Path! Little Trialists! Without rebellious thoughts, how can you accomplish what you want! ”
"Only kill all those who stand in your way, and wipe out all things that stand in your way, what gods, what heaven! Only ego! ”
What Wu Ma Qianzhi did was to magnify all the hatred, hatred, stupidity, and all the darkness in Zhang Er's heart.
Like a whirlpool, endlessly spinning, he is just a lonely boat, in the shout, in the cry, following the traces of the vortex deep in.
He is like this, only by becoming a demon can he be independent of the world and control everything he wants.
But he failed, and the failure was so simple, since Zhang Er also had that seed, why couldn't Wu Ma Qianzhi pour a pot of water first.
"Be my kind of person, or you'll get everything you want!"
The darkness in his eyes gradually swallowed up all of Zhang Er's white light, and he felt that he had fallen into a bottomless pit, constantly falling.
Everyone was heading towards it, but he was falling, and no matter how much he stretched out his hand, he couldn't catch the departing person.
"Waste"
"Rubbish!"
Zhang Er's trembling body and slightly open lips made Wu Ma Qianzhi's eyes squint and seemed to be looking forward to it.
Human beings are transformed into demons, this is his favorite show, anyone has desires, but those damn gods actually want to cut off all desires.
The world calls me a demon, but what is a demon, worthy of heaven and earth, is it a demon to do my own thing, and if you don't listen to discipline and ignore the so-called gods, is it a demon?
"Ling Tianjun, what is the difference between you and the demon?"
"What is the difference between those high gods and demons!"
Why people must be defined, why must they follow the rules, they must walk slowly according to the pre-arranged route, and if they violate it, they will be spurned.
Become an alien, become a demon in the eyes of the world.
The surging demonic qi swarmed along with Wu Ma Qianzhi's fingers, and carved a heavy stroke in Zhang Er's dark world.
"I will also report you for the drink, and the rest will be my own understanding"
The command was dissipated, Wu Ma Qian smiled fiercely, and disappeared here, leaving only Zhang Er, who had passed out.
Struggling in the endless darkness of consciousness.
The crazy obsession, the shuddering violence, is like two angry dragons, colliding with Zhang Er's unbroken consciousness.
In a blur, he reached out and pressed lightly against the barrier in front of him.
Wu Ma Qianzhi's words are like a hammer, yes, it has always been like this, every time someone needs to save it to survive until now.
There is no time when I can help the people around me and shelter from the wind and rain.
He looked at the roaring dragon and gave it a nudge.
The barrier shatters like glass, why not try it, desperate for a feeling.
Why not give it a try, they give up the chance of life to give back.
The rushing angry dragon took advantage of the trend, and the trembling Zhang Er raised a smile for some reason, this smile was hideous and terrifying.
If you fill a bottle with water, can you pour in the paint?
The answer is yes, but it takes some time for the paint to be swallowed, but it is only a matter of time before it becomes the color of the pigment in the end.
Zhang Er opened his eyes, and a faint black light appeared in the depths of his eyes, and the amplified desire was like a dry well, suddenly moistened by the rain.
He's still him, but he's not the same person he used to be.
Zhang Er accepted the gift of Wu Ma Qianzhi and accepted his future fate, and he recognized the next road.
It's not that the fight can be vaguely passed, here is the reality, people will die, time will pass.
Every step he takes is his own choice, and he doesn't practice diligently to gain ability, he doesn't have the heart to struggle, he doesn't care about safety, and he doesn't care about those companions who accompany him in battle.
And these have caused Sun Bin to be alive in the future, and they will also become like this.
"The Divine Path..."
He looked at the sky and muttered, "I'm really ready"
I don't know if it was the waves crashing on the reef or the blowing sea breeze, which made his vague heart completely stay where it should be.
Zhang Er stood up and shook his head in surprise, under the light of the sun.
He saw his own shadow, and it was whole.