If the Demon King didn't hate Yun Qing who killed him, then why did he endure inhuman torture? It couldn't be just to see his old love again, right?
If that were the case, she would burn him!
Jiang Li smiled lightly, his eyebrows clear: "When I fall in love with someone, I will love him with all my heart, even if this person takes my life, I am willing to do so.
However, this is my own stupidity and has nothing to do with anyone else.
I am not unwilling for myself, I am not unwilling for Yan Hua, Ze Yu, Dongqing, and Fanyin, I am not unwilling for the thousands of creatures of the monster clan, and I am unwilling for the land in Youdu where no grass grows."
As he spoke, Jiang Li slightly raised his voice: "I don't mind being laughed at by the world. I am a foolish king, but I cannot allow the world to kill my people who scold me.
Because the demon clan never kills, the demon clan is even cute and stupid. Such a lovable demon clan should not be slaughtered, let alone for the crime of nothingness!
This is the cruelty of the gods, the viciousness of the immortals, the cruelty of the human world, and even more so the injustice and ruthlessness of Heaven! This is my unwillingness, and this is the reason why I cannot be relieved even after my death!"
"Well said!" Tao Yao praised angrily.
All existences in the world, small and powerful, all have their own ways that cannot be compromised.
For example, the immortal in her family, even if she has suffered injustice, even if her heart is full of debts and sorrow, she still does not forget her responsibility as a cultivator, and she has sacrificed a thousand lives for the sake of this slim chance of survival.
Years later, the body was hammered into stone.
Another example is the Jiang Li in front of me. Even though he died so miserably, even though he was covered with innocence, he didn't hate himself, he only hated the demon clan. He waited quietly, even if he was burned until what was left was left.
I have the consciousness to pay back what I owe.
In contrast, those gods, immortals, and humans who once stood in the clouds and killed monsters, who are they?
Tao Yao's eyebrows flashed: "Let the world be unfair, let the shackles surround you, let the body be riddled with holes, I will tear apart the illusion and expose the truth to the broad daylight. This is the true meaning of living in the world and living forever.
, it is also the way of gods, immortals, humans, demons, ghosts and demons, and it is also the way of heaven!"
After saying that, Taoyao raised her head with firm eyes. She faced the direction of Bihen Mountain and once again waved her sleeves and shouted: "Jing Zui, come on -"
The roar died down, and in the circle of light that opened a hole in the Pinhen Mountain, a small thatched hut flew towards it at the speed of light. The house landed right above Taoyao's head before it came to a halt.
Today, this moment when the injustice is about to be avenged is not only the sad waiting of the demon king Jiang Li, but also the suffering of her wandering in exile not knowing who she is, and even more, the silence of Le Zheng Xichen sitting alone on the Banhen Mountain for thousands of years.
Silent, it is still the thousands of hopeless years that millions of beings of the demon clan have been wailing.
This heavy, almost unbearable silence and noise will be fully opened at this moment.
Taoyao's heart couldn't help but tremble, her eyebrows were filled with impatience, and she even laughed, even though it was not a good time to laugh at this moment.
But so what?
Demon King Jiang Li probably understood her and laughed along with her. For them, the future is actually meaningless, and the past will come to an end today.
This is the beginning of Beiming and Jiang Li, and the end of the God King and the Demon King.
Even though the flower in the pan suddenly appears, if it can be exchanged for the ultimate perfection, this life will be considered worthwhile.
Tao Yao looked lonely and smiled at the magic pen: "Brother Liang, it's time for you to show off your glory. In front of thousands of creatures, don't let the reputation of your magic weapon be ruined."
The tip of Ma Liang's pen shook slightly, as if he was scorning her contempt. Then, it suddenly bounced up and stabbed into the sky. Ma Liang was so fast that he was even faster than the fastest artifact.
By the time the stream of light broke through the sky, the tip of Ma Liang's pen had already landed on the dense cumulus clouds.
Except for Mount Chuhen, the hole in the sky pierced by Mount Chuhen, and the gods and immortals who fell outside the circle of light, the sky was still dark, the clouds were still black, and the earth was heavy.
And Ma Liang, who fell on the dense clouds, was shining with golden light. He used the black clouds as paper and the sky as a book, and he was ready to write quickly.
As for God King Yunqing, whose expression has been calm since he appeared, he has the calm eyes to control the world.
The moment Ma Liang's pen touched the sky, his eyes suddenly became extremely cold.
He couldn't hide his anxiety and asked: "Beiming, what are you going to do?"
"Do what you wanted to do thousands of years ago but couldn't do."
If Yunqing's appearance is like a sea that is majestic but always waveless, then Taoyao's answer is a sharp sword slashing towards the sea.
The sword light broke through the sea and stirred up thousands of waves.
Yun Qing said nothing, and thousands of immortals standing behind him jumped out of the clouds and attacked Ma Liang.
Tao Yao sneered and shook her head lightly: "Yun Qing, don't you remember? I am ignorant and incompetent. Normally, such a great idle position as the historian of the gods would not fall on me. But I did it. The time of the gods."
On Yun Qing's face, which looked like the sea surface, a thousand waves of waves were chopped off by a sword. They only rose high, but could not fall.
The God King lowered his eyes, his deep eyes locked on Tao Yao.
However, Taoyao has nothing to fear.
She smiled softly, like a naughty child: "That's right, as a god king, you have too many things to worry about. You can't think of such trivial matters as how I became the historian. Woke up.
It’s okay, I’ll remind you.
The reason why I can become the historian of the Gods is because my artifact is Ma Liang, and the reason why Ma Liang is an artifact is because it either does not write down the pen or leaves down the truth. And if it is determined to leave down the truth, even if it is the Xuanyuan Divine Sword, it will not stop it. No."
Yun Qing's voice was deep and he replied calmly: "Beiming, the truth is no longer there."
"Are you talking about the book "History of the Destruction of the Monster Clan" written by me? Or, are you talking about my consciousness that you destroyed to pieces?"
This question was like a brand new sword, slashing at Yun Qing's face that was like the waves that had not yet stopped. This sword was heavier and more violent than the general's sword, so that there was a huge one on the sea in an instant. vortex.
If the whirlpool does not dissipate, a tsunami may form and overturn everything around the sea.
"Beiming, what do you want to say?"
"It's nothing." Tao Yao chuckled, "I just want to tell you that although you destroyed the "History of the Destruction of the Demon Clan" written by me personally, you also know that as long as I am still here, you can write it again. One, or even ten books such as "What's Behind the Destruction of the Demon Clan".
Therefore, after you destroyed the "History of the Destruction of the Monster Clan", you killed me and destroyed my consciousness. As far as you are concerned, without the person who wrote the history, no matter how heavy the truth is, it will only It can be buried."
Yun Qing smiled.
The vastness of the sea is far greater than that of the earth. Although the divine sword stirs up wind and waves on the sea, and although it stirs up whirlpools on the sea surface, the sea can still dissolve them with its own strength.
Yun Qing couldn't hide his pride and said: "I will not underestimate Ma Liang, the magic pen, nor will I underestimate you, the historian of the divine race. However, the history that the historian can write must be clear, unintentional and unmistakable.
The past is gone and cannot be verified. Even if you are here, even if you have the magic pen Ma Liang, you cannot recreate that period of history. If you have to force it to be written, it will be a fragmented history full of loopholes."
"Yes." Taoyao nodded and readily admitted this.
Her response caused the immortals surrounding Ma Liang to stop and slash at Ma Liang's sword.
The God King Yunqing, standing in the clouds, looked at her condescendingly, and then advised her in a magnanimous tone that tolerated a naughty child: "Beiming, you are my sister after all."
"so?"
"There is love outside the law, which is recognized by heaven." Yun Qing said, "If you can turn around and truly admit your mistakes, I promise that I will only punish you with another thousand years of wandering."
Anger suddenly filled Taoyao's heart.
"Only punish me for a thousand years?" Taoyao sneered angrily, "Yunqing, do you know what happened in those long thousand years? No, you don't know.
You are the king of gods above the nine heavens, the supreme leader of the gods and immortals. You are not even willing to take a look at the struggles and despair of humans, demons, ghosts and monsters.
Why does such a god stand at the highest point of the Three Realms, overlooking all living beings? Why do all living beings suffer?
How can you know what compassion is when you don't understand anything?"
"I know."
"...That's all -" Tao Yao stopped losing control and returned to peace, "Why am I telling you this? If you could understand, how could you be here today?
Yun Qing, I tell you that I cannot look back, because if I do, the souls of the demon clan who have been crying for a thousand years will never be able to rest in peace."
Yun Qing shook his head in disappointment and said proudly: "Beiming, I gave you a chance."
Seeing this, Tao Yao laughed angrily, raised her finger and pointed at Jing Zui who was hovering above her: "Do you know what that is?"
Yun Qing smiled disdainfully: "Your plaything is boring."
She is the God King and the God King's only biological sister. She is also a shame to the God clan and the God King. If the gods are not "compassionate" enough, she may not be able to become a god.
As a historian, she never thought about studying hard and making progress every day, but she slipped out of the house all day long, went to the human world to spend time and wine, infiltrated into the underworld, made friends with friends, called demons brothers, and fell in love with ghost sisters.
Later, she met a little fool who liked to go to the theater. In order to make the little fool happy, she wrote a play day and night about what she saw and heard.
These plays were all collected into Jingzui and hidden as treasures. Later, when she died, Jingzui fell into the hands of Le Zhengxichen for some reason and was hidden in Jihen Mountain for a thousand years.
Thanks to him hiding it, everything recorded there is also there.
"Yunqing, what do you think is history?"
"What?"
Tao Yao made another sneer: "Look at me, it's not a good idea to ask such a profound question, but I have to ask you."
As she said that, she turned her eyes to her former teacher: "Elder Nian Yi, I remember that it was you who taught me. The so-called history should not only be written by emperors and generals, but also composed by countless ordinary beings.
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When Nian Yi looked at Tao Yao, his eyes were still full of disappointment, but amid the disappointment, there was a little more doubt: "Yes, I have taught you this, and I have taught all the gods and immortals this way." Five
Tao Yao's smile grew brighter and she blinked at the serious Nian Yi: "Elder Nian Yi, it's obvious that Yun Qing didn't listen to your lesson seriously. Otherwise, he would have found ways to burn Jing Zui instead of letting him hide.