Qingge's eyes were slightly closed, her eyelashes trembling slightly.
Thirty thousand years ago, even if the Masters of the Eight Desolations and the Masters of Heavenly Secrets deduced a solution, they could not find that person, and countless lives disappeared into thin air.
In history, that was just a cold line, but Qing Ge understood that the tragedy at that time was no less tragic than the one hundred and eight continents today.
The difference from Bahuang is that she learned about the soul-eating nail and there was such a person beside her. It was like someone had planned it and they were so closely connected.
Qingge laughed bitterly.
After Zhang Liren said this, her mood became even heavier.
If the abyssal calamity is caused by Jiu Ci inserting the soul-eating nails, then who should bear this sin?
It's her.
Jiu Ci was originally a person who went his own way and took life and death. Even if he had evil bones, what could heaven and earth do to him?
If it weren't for Ye Qingge's appearance, Jiu Ci would never have thought of correcting his evil ways, let alone inserting more than a hundred soul-eating nails into his own bones, and even sealing his former comrade's soul-eating scythe.
"Brother, can one life of one person really save a hundred and eight continents?"
Qing Ge asked.
"He is equivalent to a container that contains the fire of the abyss and the catastrophe. He is the only one in the world who can do this."
Zhang Liren said: "What is different from the Eight Wastelands now is that all the planes in the Flame World have been bound to the abyss iron chains. In addition to the disappeared Qingyang Continent, there are still one hundred and seven continents.
In other words, even if you possess evil bones, inserting soul-eating nails is far from enough. You must meet the conditions of more than 107 soul-eating nails to offset the heavenly tribulation."
"Can it be transferred?"
Qingge never opened her eyes, leaning back and lying on the eaves, her pale face showing endless fatigue.
Zhang Liren suddenly raised his head and looked at her in astonishment: "The empress means..." "As you think."
"The formation of evil bones and soul-eating nails requires the right time, place and people. They cannot be forced or transferred."
Zhang Li Humanity.
Qingge is willing to use herself to offset the natural calamity, but it seems to be a bit difficult.
"Don't let this matter leak out."
Qingge said, suddenly opening his eyes, jumping from the eaves to the corridor, standing beside Zhang Liren, looking at the withered world in the distance.
"Empress, Zhang would venture to ask, how do you plan to handle this matter?"
"Zhang Guoshi, do you think that saving the world with one man's life is an act of justice and an honor for him?"
Qing Ge stood with her hands behind her hands, the cold wind slapped her cheeks, and she smiled vaguely.
"Zhang has not made a conclusion on this matter."
"For the common people in the world, this is indeed an act of justice. Is it an honor?
hero?
How many people in the world can bear this honor and the name of a hero?"
Qingge said: "A person who can say such things can only mean that he will be the winner of this battle. Therefore, people always like to judge others by themselves. From their own standpoint, there are both good and evil.
It is biased because countless people have countless positions, and in the vast world, there is never absolutely the same position, so there will never be absolutely the same point of view.
For example, if you pick one of those sanctimonious people and let him die for the world, would he be willing?
He doesn’t want to!”
Zhang Liren looked at Qingge in surprise, unable to believe that these words came from a twenty-year-old girl.
She has profound insights into the world and human nature.
She lives in troubled times, but she is transparent.
It has flesh and blood, a clear distinction between love and hate, and a pair of eyes as clear as water, which have never been covered.
At one end of the sky, in the shadow of the flame.
A middle-aged man in a gray robe stood in the light of the fire, his eyes fixed on Ye Qingge's direction, his ears filled with her words.
The mask that symbolized gentleness and kindness on Uncle Mo's face seemed to be gradually cracking, gradually becoming crazy, like a madman on the verge of hysteria.
His eyes were red, and there was a thick black mist between them, like poisonous gas.
"After so many years, the selfish, narrow-minded, and ugly human race finally gave birth to you."
Uncle Mo's eyes were getting redder and redder, and they were horribly bloodshot.
His left eye was swallowed red by blood and had no focus. There was only black smoke, dizzy as if immersed in water.
As for Uncle Mo's right eye, a line of black tears flowed out, sliding down the side of his face.
He turned around and slowly walked into the thick light of the fire.
In the corridor of the high-rise building of Yongying Pavilion, Qing Ge looked up as if he was aware of it. There was only blazing firelight in his eyes. Other than that, there was no one else.
Qing Ge frowned and felt a slight headache. Her perception was always correct. Just now, it seemed like there was a pair of eyes hidden in the dark, staring at her.
"Master Zhang, please don't tell others what happened today."
Qingge said: "I have my own decision about the outcome of One Hundred and Eight Lands.
During this period, I hope Zhang Guoshi can try to find a way to transfer, even if it is impossible, we still have to give it a try."
"I will."
"..." Qing Ge stepped down the circular stairs, just as Jiu Ci led Mo You into the courtyard of Yingying Pavilion.
Qing Ge immediately saw the bright gold hairpin on Mo You's head, especially the huge gold collar on her delicate neck, which was eye-catching.
Even Moyou's wrists were hung with two pure gold bracelets.
Jiu Ci's aesthetics... Qingge looked at her brother with disdain. It was only thanks to Mo You's beauty that she could afford these accessories. Otherwise, she would be a wealthy and graceful nouveau riche.
Immortal Stone: Jiu Ci didn't disdain his sister's naming ability, but she was good enough to disdain his aesthetics first.
Admittedly, these words can only be cursed in my heart. If I say them out, I am afraid that I will be chopped in two by the Mingwang sword.
Jiuci raised Xiao Moyou's hand and said in a showy tone: "Ge'er, look, these are the gold that was blessed by the master at Haitang Lingshan Temple. The common objects in the world cannot be compared.
Your sister-in-law looks really bright and charming when she wears it.
Sure enough, as the saying goes, this beauty must be matched with good gold."
Qingge: "..." How come she didn't know there was such a saying? It was probably Jiuci improvising and making it up on the spot.
Qingge stretched out her hand towards her brother, "Where's mine?"
"Your what?"
"Blessed gold."
Jiu Ci suddenly slapped his forehead, "It's bad. I forgot about my sister when I had a wife. I didn't ask for a girl like you. It's too late to go to Haitang Continent now. What should I do?"
She softly said "Oh", crossed her arms across her chest, turned her head and looked away, as if she was in a little mood, like the girl next door, very coquettish and angry, with an unhappy face.
bite.
A chain, holding a golden bell, was hung in front of Qingge's eyes.
Next to my ears I could hear Jiuci's triumphant words: "Brother, how could I forget this little girl like you?
Take it, it has been blessed by the Buddha, it will keep you safe, and it has the effect of exorcising ghosts. Even if you don't survive the catastrophe, it can exorcise ghosts for you when you go to the underworld. After all, I still have to protect Xiao Mo at that time.
Those who are worried are unable to do anything at all."