The stars shone resplendently in the clear sky, and destiny flowed.
Li Qingshan raised his eyebrows slightly and listened attentively.
"What's wrong?" Begonia asked.
"Nothing."
Li Qingshan shook his head with a smile. It was a warning from the spirit turtle.
From the moment he flipped the table, destiny had begun to shift. The danger grew heavier and heavier, and Just Now, it was even more profound. It went without saying that the Turtle Dragon must have found some way to deal with him again. This was the most powerful opponent he had ever encountered in his life. A fifty percent chance of victory was already too much.
Once he was defeated, it would be almost impossible for him to survive.
Right now, it was like watching the wheel of destiny slowly crush down. No one knew whether they could withstand it or not. The reason why he was still standing here was probably because running away was a worse choice. There was great terror between life and death. How could he be an exception? However, there was no need to say anything to make her worry.
Begonia sighed gently. She knew he did not want to share this with a woman, no, with anyone. She could only lean into his arms and give him some more gentleness.
Li Qingshan pulled her into his arms and closed his eyes. A while later, his breathing calmed down, and he gradually fell asleep.
At the same time, a declaration against Li Qingshan spread through the world.
"Traitor Li is of insignificant birth. He defies common sense, killing his brother and bullying his sister-in-law …"
A burly figure tore at the clothes of a beautiful woman. A man bled from all seven orifices beside the bed, dying with his eyes wide open.
"Bloodthirsty and warlike. Wherever he goes, trouble follows …"
The burly figure walked out of the bloodied village, stepping over the wilderness littered with corpses and reducing a city to ruins. His eyes became redder and redder, and his figure twisted viciously. He was no longer humanoid.
"Destroy the demon cavern and open the gates of hell. Demonfolk invade. Ghosts and corpses dance wildly … "
The twisted, vicious-looking figure sat on a throne piled high from a mountain of corpses. His scarlet eyes gazed down at the world that had been transformed into a demon cavern and ghost domain. The corner of his lips curled into a terrifying smile, baring his fangs.
"He slaughters the people. He destroys the world … "
It was barren for tens of thousands of kilometers. The ground cracked, volcanoes erupted, and lava flowed like rivers of fire. Black smoke rose into the air. It was like a beacon.
"This traitor is envied by both men and gods, and is tolerated by the world. He is guilty of the most heinous crimes! "
A terrifying Demon King that was as majestic as a mountain stood in this apocalyptic scene, its horns curved like the moon. Spreading his wings like the clouds, he opened his arms wide and laughed maniacally, as if mocking the powerlessness of the heavens.
"Alas, the world no longer exists, where can I entrust myself? Heaven and Earth collapsed, and all living beings were annihilated. "
Countless creatures fled in fear, but they were devoured by the Earth Fire. Drowned by the flood.
"My Emperor is the descendant of Yu the Great, the descendant of the True Dragon, the ancestor of Great Xia. Punish the people and return to the Nine Regions … "
Tens of thousands of rays of light appeared in the sky. A deity descended from the sky on a dragon, his sword pointed straight at the Demon King. Everyone looked up in anticipation.
"One man's arms are strong, the world's voice is the same; the southern sea border. Northern Tundra. Angry wind and clouds, I raise the dragon flag; I respectfully await Heaven's punishment. General Su executed the King … "
Under the boundless glory, the deity raised the dragon flag high. All living beings waved their arms, as if they were the children of heaven, the king of the world.
"The dragon fights in the wild, its blood is yellow and black. The dark cry causes the mountains to collapse, the roar causes the wind and clouds to change, the anger of all living beings destroys the evil, the Dragon Qi rushes the world to peace … "
The deity carried the will of heaven, stepped on the golden dragon, and led all living beings to kill the Demon King. He was truly the savior of the world.
"My Emperor said, I swear to kill this villain, as per the law!"
The face of the deity suddenly became clear, it was really the ancestor of Great Xia, Si Long.
In his dreams, these scenes repeatedly replayed. Li Qingshan frowned, as if he was trapped in a nightmare.
He really transformed into that terrifying Demon King, filled with a terrifying will to destroy everything, and wanted to fight with Si Long to determine the winner. However, every time, the dream collapsed at this point, and he returned to the beginning of the declaration, once again experiencing this dream that was both real and illusory. There was a stuffy breath in his chest, as if there was a mountain pressing on it.
"Li Qingshan, are you afraid? Li Qingshan, are you afraid? Li Qingshan, are you afraid? "
A voice drifted, repeatedly echoing in his dreams. Sometimes it was an old man, sometimes it was a young child. Sometimes it was a cold questioning, and sometimes it was a light teasing.
Li Qingshan instantly calmed down, "That's not me, what's there to be afraid of?"
A butterfly fluttered into the dream. Seven colors flickered, flowing light fluttered, and laughter rang out.
All the scenes froze, collapsed, and turned into a boundless golden wheat field.
In the waist-high wheat field, he was no longer the terrifying Demon King, but the village boy again. He shouted angrily, "Shen Mengdie, it's your doing!"
It was rare for him to sleep, but someone still appeared in his dreams, and it was this kind of nightmare. It was really despicable.
The boy suddenly grabbed, and the butterfly passed through his fingers, flying around him, "What do you think of the story Just Now?"
The boy asked, "Was that declaration written by Si Long?"
"Guess what happened in the end?"
"I understand, he wanted to gather the hearts of the world to help him refine the Nine Provinces!"
He, who was once the god of the world and the king of the world, immediately understood Si Long's strategy.
This was something impossible, even the revered Chivalrous King in the small world couldn't do it. The hearts of people were complicated and changeable, not to mention the hearts of the people.
However, Si Long had the chance to do it, not only because of the five thousand years of foundation of Great Xia and the blessing of the heavens, but more importantly — — a common enemy.
Without a world-destroying Demon King, there would be no savior. Fear and hatred were far more powerful than worship and love to unite the hearts of people.
This was an unbreakable plot. From the moment he flipped the table, he stood on the opposite side of the world.
However, if he didn't do this, he would have no chance of winning. This move was neither a bad move nor a good one, it was just a checkmate.
Si Long not only didn't compromise, but also issued a declaration of war.
Step by step, there was no turning back for both sides.
King against king, death!
"In such a story, it must be the hero who defeated the evil Demon King, how sad!"
"Hey, talking to yourself, full of lies!"
"There will always be more fools than wise people, and lies are always more acceptable than the truth. There are no complicated causes and effects, no tangled right and wrong. Even if it is the so-called truth, you did want to destroy this world, didn't you? Of course, you had no other choice. Compared to that man, you were obviously more chivalrous and benevolent, and you didn't see the people as ants, and you wanted to protect this world. But in the end, you became the most terrifying and evil existence, how ironic!
"Ha, because I'm not a good person, there's no need to feel sorry for myself! Why did you call me in my dream? "
"Please turn back!"
"You want to persuade me to give up being enemies with Si Long?"
"You're thinking too much, I'm just turning back."
Li Qingshan suddenly turned back, and a woman holding a paper umbrella stood close to him, her back facing him. The umbrella was full of flowers, blooming and withering, covering most of her body, but it was not as eye-catching as the lips under the umbrella.
The butterfly stopped on her shoulder.
"Shen Mengdie?"
The lips were slightly raised, and the dream was shattered.
Li Qingshan suddenly woke up, the voice still echoing in his mind:
"I've waited for you for a long time, the 15th of October, don't break your promise."
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