“......”

Liu Chen was silent, the words of the demon saint made him suspicious, so commenting on the words of the human race holy ancestor, there were a lot of conspiracy theories in it, it stands to reason that Liu Chen heard it in his ears, even if it was a kind of blasphemy, now, for the demon saint's eloquent talk, he really didn't know what to say. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"But it's useless, even if you are very much like Chen Qiu, you can't be Chen Qiu!" In the void, the desolate laughter was intermittent, and after the laughter, Liu Chen's ears sounded the murmur of the demon saint again, "Because you, like the three people in front of you, will never get the heart of a saint!"

"Of course, all of this is variable, how far you can go, I'll see, see again!"

"Listen to what you mean, the Holy Ancestor of my clan is still in the world?" Liu Chen frowned, and finally asked the core of the question, "Where is he now?"

"Hehe!" the demon saint chuckled, meaning inexplicably: "He, like me, has died a long time ago, and like me, he has always been alive, saint, there should still be 'immortal'!"

"As the victor, the seventy-two clans of the Western Regions once ruled the Eastern Continent for 10,000 years, and then the Polar Star Sea Demon Clan ruled the Eastern Continent for another 10,000 years, and since the beginning of the Taishi, our human race has ruled the Eastern Continent for another 10,000 years, Your Majesty the Demon Saint, do you think, whose era will be the next 10,000 years?"

"Hahaha!" In the empty gray world, a burst of desolate laughter sounded everywhere, and after a long time, Liu Chen took another step, walking through more than ten steps, and when he was exhausted, the voice of the demon saint came again, "The Demon Lord defeated the Hades King, I defeated the Sea Emperor again, and Chen Qiu defeated the Devouring Skeleton...... The histories are so strikingly similar, except that neither the Hades nor the Sea Emperor, nor the Swallowing Skeletons, their final defeat did not come from what we call these victors......"

"Haven't I been telling you about the next reincarnation all along?" The sigh sounded for no reason, and the demon saint looked a little tired, "The five kings of the human race are destined to die! This is the end of the story......

"Are you saying that the age of mankind will end in my hands, and I am the final loser?"

"You can understand it this way! A new era is coming, and as a person to be judged at the stake, you will also be 'immortal'!"

Liu Chen was silent, even though he kept muttering in his heart to refuse to believe the words of the demon saint, but those voices lingered in his mind like the sound of the demon around the beam, and when he lingered, he felt an indescribable tiredness......

"Are you angry, are you unwilling? Hehe, it's useless, fate has always been so irreversible, from the moment you pick up the sword to resist, reincarnation is doomed to your failure, your heart, can't understand your sentient beings, your sword, can't control your mountains and rivers!"

“......”

"If you no longer explode in silence, you will perish in silence, haha, but this is the case, whether you explode or perish, after all, it can only be used as a stepping stone to the greatness of others......"

“......”

"It's okay, in the next reincarnation, they will have to repeat your old path......"

"Your Majesty the Demon Saint!" The chattering words in the space made Liu Chen's head big for a while, and for a long time, he raised his head a little helplessly, looked up into the distance and said, "Has anyone ever told you that as a spectator, you talk too much......

After a moment of silence, the demon saint sighed slowly: "Luo Sakura said the same thing, but since then, she has never heard my voice again!"

"Sorry......"

"Huh. ”

After the wordless wry smile, Liu Chen couldn't hear the demon saint's murmur......

Just walked and stopped, when Liu Chen turned back again, he couldn't see the way he came, and every time he stepped forward, some complex emotions filled his mind like that.

Sometimes, he is very happy, like the rain in the old alleys of Fancheng, when it is ticking, he is half-squatting on the old bench in the tea shop, looking at the smile in the restaurant from afar, the daughter of the restaurant shopkeeper is wearing a floral dress, a budding gardenia is obliquely inserted behind her ear, the faint fragrance is filled with a rich aroma of wine, slightly drunk with the green rain under the eaves, happy in the early summer of those years......

Sometimes, he was very angry, just like a cold and rainy night on the outskirts of Chang'an, when there was a commotion, he lay on his back in the stagnant water and mud under the horse's hooves, slowly looking up at the indifference in the night, Xu Kun was dressed in black armor and rode a high-headed horse......

Sometimes, he is very sweet, just like that winter, Qili incense floats all over the entire Los Angeles Ancient Road, when the sun sets, the dead vines and old trees are faint, and the small bridges and flowing water. The warmth that clings to his heart makes the two hearts that are good to each other, smiling, from the river in the south, full of snow in the north.

Sometimes, he was very astringent, as if when he came to the town again, the snow without warning, the white world was stained with a little blood, and in the face of such a withered and sad hand that slowly stretched out to his face, he turned around without hesitation, and it was too late to say goodbye...... It's like the duplicity argument in front of the fairy palace, and when he turns around and loses, he hears a wordless sigh, and his tears finally flow into his heart, my dearest person, why does every encounter make people so painful!

3,000 worlds, 3,000 reincarnations, 3,000 joys and sorrows, 3,000 hesitations. Liu Chen stopped at the highest point of the Nai He Bridge.

He was waiting for the wind to come, but it blew to the north, and he was waiting for the rain to fall, but the rain drifted to the South Seas......

He wanted to stop, take a look, he didn't know what this bridge was, what day he was going to go, it was the end, the so-called fairy palace treasure, the so-called demon saint inheritance, at this moment, all of them were left behind by him, gain or lose, isn't it the best arrangement of fate?

With a slight smile, the Fancheng ranger straightened his back, no longer rickety, no longer bent, like a big mountain, standing proudly in this devastated gray world.

Whether it is victory or defeat, there have been joys, sorrows, and sorrows, and tastes all kinds of things in the world, whether it is proud to face the wind, or painful to the point of drunken life and death, he is willow dust, dust of dust, his sword, do not control mountains and rivers, guard his heart!

When there was no longer a haze on his face, the sky on the bridge began to become brighter, the fragrance of flowers wafting from afar, the sound of flowing water from under his feet, and the spring blossoms, his Dao heart was stronger than ever.

Suddenly, there was an intermittent singing voice behind him, an unknown country tune, and the incomprehensible Wu Nong's soft language, Liu Chen frowned, hesitated to turn around, maybe it was the sudden enlightenment in his heart, so that he was no longer lonely in the small world on this Nai He Bridge, the figure in the distance was getting closer and closer, Liu Chen smiled, and greeted the smile of the comer......

"The ancient wood is in the shade of a short canopy, the cane quinoa helps me across the east of the bridge, the clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the willow wind is not cold!"

The man was carrying a bookcase and carrying a basket, pestle half of the branches, and the dew wet the hem of his clothes, he kept raising his hand to wipe his sweat, and when he looked at Liu Chen, his eyes obviously flashed a trace of joy.

Such a dusty and dusty appearance formed a stark contrast to Liu Chen's breezy appearance, and when the man stood in front of Liu Chen, before he had time to wonder how clean his steps were, Liu Chen had already heard his laughter and floated into the bright spring light.

"Hello Your Highness, the student's name is Cheng Xuanji!" (To be continued.) )