"You've seen it all...... Why did you condone the staging of this human tragedy, the displacement of all living beings, did it ever make you feel guilty?"

Staring at Chen Qiu's eyes, Liu Chen's body became more and more tired, until he sat down on the ground, drenched in cold sweat, and spread in an instant. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"I said, I don't have a choice!" With a cold snort, Chen Qiuwu turned around and didn't let Liu Chen see the pain on his face: "Since that day, my name has appeared in the Book of Heaven and I have become the so-called apostle of the world...... All of this is no longer under my control, tens of thousands of years, there is always a pair of indescribable big hands, back and forth manipulating the blessings and misfortunes between heaven and earth, whether it is Chi You, or Hao Infinity, or me, at most it can only be regarded as a series of artillery battles to say goodbye to the old and welcome the new...... This is a game, a game between gods and gods, whether it is Hades, Shui Batian and Devourer, their existence is just to increase the fun of the game, just like the romance on the stage, enough ups and downs to be exciting...... Hahahaha!"

"Okay then...... Can you lend me a heart and let it all end!"

"No!" Chen Qiu shook his head, raised his hand and pointed at Liu Chen's empty chest, "You are originally a saint, and the heart of a mortal will only be a burden to you......"

"Then how do I become a god?"

"Do you love them?"

"Love and love, and get used to it!"

"Hahahaha!" Chen Qiu looked up to the sky and smiled, laughing so hard that tears flowed, "I have waited for 10,000 years to get to this day, and I have waited for you, the high god, like us ants, to fall in love with everything about the Canglan River...... When you walk out of the three-life road, will you lose your beloved, will it hurt? Yu Taixuan, tell me, are you in pain now?"

"Pain!" Liu Chen's head was bowed, and his heart was like a knife.

"It's right, an epoch of years, and God has also become a pawn of man, isn't it?" Chen Qiu laughed silently, his tearful eyes had already filled the mottled with the most sorrow and bitterness in the world: "When this endgame is over, the Canglan River has finally gotten rid of the shackles that have been entangled in the world for tens of thousands of years, the Eastern Continent is free, and all living beings are free...... I, Chen Qiu, deserve this prestige and fearful name!"

Smiling slightly, Liu Chen took a staggering step, staring blankly ahead, he stumbled around Chen Qiu's figure, the season of falling leaves, the fragrance of birds and flowers all over the world, carried him to the mountains and rivers in his dreams......

Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are dogs!

The saint is unkind and uses the people as dogs!

After all these years of hardships, the people of all ethnic groups along the Canglan River united for the first time, let go of all hatred, let go of all the past, they held hands, shoulder to shoulder, and created the most perfect seal in the world.

This is a sword from the world, and this sword will eventually kill the gods at the dawn of spring.

The saints of the Eastern Continent are just losing and receiving, about love, about hate, tugging at their souls, forcing them to stand up and stand by the mighty Canglan River.

Love is an inextricable poison, and hate is an antidote to fighting poison with poison, no one can achieve a balance between the two, therefore, Liu Chen will be fortunate to see Hao's endless confusion, as well as Chen Qiu's anger, they, one lives for strength, the other lives for greatness, they are human beings, they all have selfishness, but at the end of the story, their thoughts are not forgotten, but they have become an impassioned human voice by the Canglan River!

In the era of the Seven Emperors of the Demon Netherworld, when Yu Taixuan, the source of all evils, fell into the mortal world, the Demon King, the Hades King, the Fire Venerable, the Ice Emperor, and the snow of the north and the sword of the south...... The great feudal people in the world, with battle after battle, pathos again and again, in exchange for the last game by the Canglan River, that is, this last time, mortals sit on the high couch, and God, a thought of black and white, all the children are killed......

God's evil thoughts have brought mourning all over the Eastern Continent, and God's kindness is on the side of the Canglan River, holding the sword as the king...... This is the struggle between God and man, but also the attack and defense of good and evil, no one wins, no one loses, those who watch chess and are silent will die!

"Wait!"

When Liu Chen was about to disappear at the end of the world of light and shadow, Chen Qiu turned around and shouted to stop him: "Can you do me one last favor, old friend!"

"You say!" Liu Chen didn't look back, and there were no mountains and rivers around him, and the whole world turned into a gray patch.

"In my life, the only regret is that I did not give birth to a son and a half daughter, every time I see the joys and sorrows of the people, I will be lonely and almost suffocated, fortunately, in the last time of my life, there are Tibetan soldiers have been with me, his happiness, his sorrow, are my obsession to continue to persevere...... I once carried those disciples and grandchildren behind my back, and quietly promised him that after defeating Yu Taixuan, I would take him to see what kind of situation was on the other side of the Xianmen...... Now, I'm afraid I won't be able to fulfill this promise, can you help me and let him accompany you on this last journey, so that his wish can be fulfilled......"

"Okay!" Nodding heavily, Liu Chen was still silent and did not take another step, hesitating again and again, he forcibly suppressed the churning in his mind, and his lips kept trembling and said: "Brother Chen, what happened before, I'm sorry......"

"Brother Taixuan, cherish all the way!"

......

Some people say that among the three thousand avenues, the most useless is the way of sentient beings.

Then, as crazy as Zhaowu tyrant Yu Taixuan, in the end, he could only defeat in this most useless Heavenly Dao and human ethics.

For tens of thousands of years, he learned the language of Donglu, wore the clothes of Donglu, and ate the food of Donglu, even if he was a god, he was assimilated into a human in the process of the passage of time, unconsciously, he had the seven emotions and six desires of mortals, and was accustomed to mortals' food, clothing, shelter and transportation, even if he was powerful and noble, he had made the six saints of Donglu who were as bright as a meteor or fearful, or helpless...... But when he became a person, he had a weakness, and he would be pulled down from the altar by those mortals who originally seemed to him like ants flying ashes.

When he was accustomed to loving Kyushu Donglu as a king of Canglan, when he guarded for the sake of protection, or resisted for the sake of atonement, he lost, lost at the moment when he killed himself.

He didn't lose to Chen Qiu, he lost to the people who gave birth to him and raised him, hated him and loved him.

Mortals killed Yu Taixuan with love, and also used his power to pay tribute to his kindness...... (To be continued.) )