Heartache seemed to be tearing his soul apart, but Yuanshen's faint words were tempting his spiritual heart with cracks from time to time. Liu Qiankun desperately held his head with both hands and roared hysterically.
"Why do I feel heartache?" He gritted his steel teeth and said, "Why? Damn it, why exactly?" He didn't realize it when his nails dug into his flesh. He just kept asking himself, helpless but couldn't say anything.
sound.
"You are me, or you don't exist at all." Yuanshen's voice was very faint, with a hint of sadness that could not be concealed: "These are all the memories sealed in front of you, and of course your spiritual consciousness. Only the fusion
Only then can you be considered complete.”
"Fart, I am Liu Qiankun, what nonsense, past and present life, I have nothing to do with you. I have brothers, friends, father, and beloved woman, but you have nothing. You want to dominate this man, just dream!"
"It's useless to resist. This is fate. Only when we merge can we be the true Qingdao Emperor." Yuanshen opened his mouth again, and wisps of white air were swallowed by him like a long whale sucking water, and finally only what remained
A strand as thin as a hair was still floating behind his head.
"Hahaha! Have a big dream of yours. Even if you return to your throne, you won't want to do anything bullshit like the Qing Emperor. Fate? Hahaha, ridiculous fate..." Liu Qiankun raised his head and let out a burst of laughter. He heard it.
The funniest thing in the world.
Isn't it ridiculous that the leader of the fate-defying gods is now talking about fate in front of him, Liu Qiankun?
"Is it funny? To be honest, I want to laugh too. Really, it's great to laugh!" There was a hint of envy and a touch of sadness in Yuan Shen's words: "Integrate! You have no choice, I promise you, no
It will make everyone you speak of perish." The last trace of white air slowly shot toward Yuanshen's mouth.
"No, I am me, the only one in the world. My destiny is not up to me. No one can control my consciousness and turn me into a soulless body? Hahaha!" Liu Qiankun raised his head and sighed again.
Laughing wildly, but not knowing that the whole house had already exploded in laughter.
"Girl, help daddy for the last time."
Choking!
The Qingming Sword was held in his palm in an extremely weird posture. Liu Qiankun was lying down in a large piece of ruins, with his eyes closed and smiling, and the cold tip of the sword was facing his eyebrows.
, the sword body was trembling, trembling violently, the Golden Crow Emperor chirping in mid-air, swinging far away in the night sky, and his body turned into a thunderbolt and rushed down.
squeak!
The Sky-Eating Silver Fox let out a mournful cry and jumped forward. Unexpectedly, before it even got within three feet of its master, the beast was ejected by an extremely strong force. It was already too late to move forward.
"I am Liu Qiankun, and I am a man..." Liu Qiankun opened his mouth and yelled out a sentence, his palms suddenly tightened, and he pressed down fiercely. The cold sword edge pierced the center of his eyebrows, and blood kept flowing on his face.
The flow stopped, and he could clearly feel the stinging pain coming from the center of his eyebrows, and could also hear the sound of his skull cracking.
Hiss!
The last wisp of white air that had reached Yuanshen's mouth dissipated and disappeared in his mind. A smile appeared on the corner of Yuanshen's mouth, very bright, like a newborn baby. The light in his eyes also became softer,
Feeling relieved, he finally spoke quietly and spoke the last words belonging to Qingdi.
"Liu Qiankun, you are still you, the real god of rebellion, wake up!" Yuanshen slowly closed his eyes, and traces of white energy escaped from his acupoints, and finally disappeared.
"Ah!" Liu Qiankun cried out in pain and opened his eyes. He raised his palm and pulled out the sword tip pierced between his eyebrows with a scoff. A trace of blood poured down the wound and fell on his lips.
He took out his tongue and licked it: "Well! The blood of men is also salty..." If he had slowed down for just one breath, the sword would have penetrated his brain. At that time, whether it was the Qing Emperor or Liu Qiankun, he could only
It's a cold corpse.
Liu Qiankun patted his head hard, and the blood on the wound flowed more quickly, but he enjoyed this feeling very much, because the blood was still his own. He took a deep breath of the air mixed with a little dust, and his mood also changed.
After he calmed down completely, he stretched out his finger to the wound between his eyebrows to stop the bleeding.
"I am me, Liu Qiankun, the only one in the world, hahaha!" Liu Qiankun stood up suddenly, pointed his sword at the endless night sky, and his heroic laughter soared into the sky.
The memory of Qing Emperor was still in his mind, but the only spiritual consciousness had disappeared and could never come back. When Liu Qiankun truly calmed down, he couldn't help but feel a touch of sadness in his heart. The lonely Qing Emperor
The emperor finally left alone again, leaving everything in his memory to a god named Liu Qiankun.
"Qing Emperor, although I don't know where you have gone, I will definitely seek justice for you one day. What bullshit destiny, no matter what it is, as long as you mess with this man, I will definitely fight with you.
It will fight to the end..." Liu Qiankun looked up into the void and suddenly let out a wild cry in his heart.
Whizzing!
Figures came through the sky one after another. It was King Yu and the four god kings. The battle between heaven and man seemed to last for a long time, but in fact it only lasted less than ten breaths. However, everything going on in the mind seemed particularly strange.
Just a long time.
"My son, why is this happening?" He looked at his adopted son with a face full of blood in shock. The experienced King Yu could easily see from the blood on the tip of his sword that it was he himself who hurt Liu Qiankun.
"It's okay, I accidentally got stuck when I was practicing my sword." Liu Qiankun casually wiped the blood on his face, turned his palm and put the Qingming Sword into the divine ring.
"Yes!" King Yu nodded. He would never believe that a spiritual weapon would hurt its master's forehead. However, seeing that Liu Qiankun seemed to have something to say, he could only nod and accept this reason.
The four god kings did not dare to say anything more. They secretly glanced at the messy ground and looked at each other without saying a word.
Liu Qiankun took the time to release a ray of consciousness and glanced around, but found no trace of Bai Han. It seemed that this guy had already taken advantage of the chaos and left. He then saluted King Yu and said: "Father, the child wants to return to that lock."
Long Gu can finally find some peace, I hope my father will agree."
There are indeed many inconveniences in King Yu's Divine Mansion, not to mention that the memories left by Qing Emperor in his mind also need to take some time to go over carefully. The quiet Suolong Valley is an excellent place to go.
"Well! Is there any reason why I shouldn't agree to what my son wants to be his father?" King Yu responded in a low voice and glanced at the four god kings from the corner of his eye.
How could Liu Qiankun fail to see what King Yu was thinking? He immediately waved his hand and said: "The four of them don't need to go with me. They can just stay in this divine palace and listen to father's orders." After saying this, he stood on tiptoe and turned into a human.
A stream of light flew away from the sky.
(Fourth update, brothers, you are considerate. Thank you for your gold medals. Don’t waste money. Today’s update is to thank you all.)