Text Wedge May this life be a dream and meet in the next life
In the endless void of the universe, there is darkness that cannot be seen at a glance.
The young man in a black robe frowned, his eyes closed and blended into the darkness.
The divine consciousness felt the realm around him that had been destroyed by his supernatural powers, and the young man in the robe did not feel even the slightest hint of revenge from the frightened expression and unwilling demeanor of the enemy before he died.
The inner hollowness is infinitely magnified at this moment:
After all, the family, love, and friendship I have lost cannot be made up for after all!
The young man couldn't help but laugh at himself.
There is remorse and hideousness in self-deprecation:
Am I really the omnipotent I think I am, am I really as selfish as my enemies say I am?
What do I really want in this life, and why do I end up with all the people who are betrayed and lonely today?
Why!
Am I really doing something wrong?
At this moment, there are countless questions filling the hearts of young people, and countless questions are sending out crazy shouts to the hearts of young people, Yu plays Yu Lie!
Unconsciously, the young man fell into the memories of the past painfully:
This is a tyrant that no one is afraid of, those who go along prosper, and those who go against him die.
Bearing the totem of judging sin, judging the life and death of all things with one stroke, and judging the merits and wrongs with one book!
Destroy the nine great families for a glass of wine, slaughter ten cities for a single sentence, and cause a thousand catastrophes and thunder punishments for the Pomeranians......
In the end, the gods and demons surrounded and suppressed, and the people betrayed their relatives and left, wearing a black robe to confront the soldiers of millions of gods and demons......
The young man's brow furrowed tighter and tighter, and time flew by beside him.
Finally.
The young man slowly stretched his brows and sighed, "Really, I was wrong. ”
In the closed eyes, a tear quietly slipped from the corner of the young man's eye, and dissipated down his cheek into the dark cosmic void.
There is an endless anguish in the hearts of young people: Why? Why do I have to go back to the present time when there is no way out, no way back, and no way to choose?
"Bang", "Bang", "Bang", "Bang......" The young man whose heart was full of infinite remorse couldn't help but clench his hands into fists and hammer his chest fiercely.
Finally, a stream of blood poured out of his mouth, and along with the blood, there were tears that had long been numb and forgotten.
Every soul who had died under his supernatural powers came to mind one by one. Their unwillingness before death is similar to their relatives, lovers, and friends who were once separated from their yin and yang.
The young man could no longer hold back the depression in his heart, and while crying bitterly, he seemed to be smiling instead of smiling, and continued to hit his chest with his fist with a hideous face.
"I hate it!"
"If I weren't so tyrannical, I wouldn't have so many enemies!"
"If I wasn't so strong, my family and friends wouldn't have left me!"
"Why am I so arrogant! Why should I kill them all!"
"Why...... "
"I really hate myself......"
I don't know how long it took, the blood that the young man spat out of his mouth and onto the black robe had already turned into a blood scab, and the young man didn't notice the sternum that had collapsed and shattered into countless pieces and the bloody clothes.
It's just that his eyes are blank, and his mouth is emotionless, and he keeps repeating "I'm sorry." ”
"I really want to make amends. ”
"Make up for ......"
I don't know how long it has been, maybe just after a certain moment of fixation, the space around the young man seems to be frozen for a moment, followed by a slow backward flow, which cannot be captured by the naked eye, but the vicissitudes of life that are unspeakable are so clear that they seem to drive the entire universe around them.
The eyes of the black-robed young man also changed from dull to clear at this moment, and then turned into incomparable excitement.
As if he had come to his senses, the momentum around the young man's body instantly erupted and erupted wildly, directly breaking out several spatial cracks in the void.
The space around the young man seemed to become extremely distorted at this moment.
Centered on youth, in this boundless cosmic void, time and space are constantly blended and distorted to form a circular black hole, which is constantly expanding, twisting, adsorbing, sticking, and devouring everything around it.
The young man in the black hole felt that he was constantly falling, and the power formed by the superposition and distortion of time and space was constantly colliding, tearing, and pulling his body, as if he wanted to forcibly pull his soul out of his body and shatter it.
There is no other way for him to resist than to constantly exert his cultivation, and the young man does not hesitate to release his divine consciousness that is constantly crushed by the black hole.
As if feeling the breath of divine consciousness, a white and transparent light and shadow in the black hole directly came and melted into the sea of consciousness of the young man.
The young man didn't seem to notice it in the slightest, and countless scenes from the past kept coming to his mind.
Feeling the rapid passage of his cultivation, the young man actually showed a smile that he had not shown in many years.
In that memory, the faces that had passed away for many years came to him silently.
Looking at the relatives and friends around him who had lived together, struggled together, and fought side by side, the young man felt that he was a little relieved.
Scenes of past experiences appeared in front of him, and the young man was a little stunned, am I going to die?
If this is just a dream, I hope I can never wake up! If I can meet again when I die, then I have no regrets......