Chapter 66: Sangsang abused me a thousand times (1)
"Every time of death in the world is a reunion after a long separation."
Outside Chang'an City, the drunkard once said this to Ning Que, but he never understood the meaning of it. It was not until this moment that he understood the meaning of this sentence as invitation.
This sentence was conveyed to him by Sangsang.
In the doctrine of Haotian, the death of a believer is to return to the Kingdom of Light and the embrace of Haotian. If he is willing to surrender to her, he will naturally be with her forever after death.
What is surrender? Naturally, Ning Que dissolves the natal connection with Sangsang.
Although she is Haotian, she has to obey the rules of the Haotian world. When she finds that she cannot cut off this relationship, she can only hope that Ning Que will do this by herself.
Haotian will not deceive the world——I was not deceiving the world to hunt down the daughter of Hades, but the mistake made by the world who was blinded by dust——She said that she would give Ning Que to eternity, then there would be eternity,
Even though Ning Que's answer was so rude, she was still not ready to change her mind.
If the head master knew that Haotian would actually bring down such a great gift of God, he would definitely go crazy jealously, but Ning Que's mood had not changed much. He stared into her eyes and continued, "God doesn't negotiate with the world, why are you?
Want to negotiate with me? Like me? Or are you afraid of me?”
"You are not my people, so I can forgive the sins you have committed. I hate those memories, but in it, you respect me enough, so I give you God."
There was no emotion on Sangsang's face, and it was so calm that it made people feel heart-pounding.
"That year, Deshengju was in Chang'an City. You hid behind me and drank Jiujiang Shuangsteak. You were very happy to drink it and forgot about Longqing. Longqing asked me to give you to him, and I said he was born beautifully."
Ning Que looked at her ordinary face and said, "You have become whiter and fatter now, but you can't be considered beautiful no matter how you look at it. But I really want to say that to you at this time."
Since you are so beautiful, don’t think so beautiful. In my past life, I did not respect you, but love you. Why should I surrender to you?
Sangsang said: "In my memory, you are a person who is very afraid of death."
Ning Que said: "Then you should remember too, I'm afraid that some things will beat life and death."
Sangsang said, "What's the matter?"
Ning Que replied: "For example, you, for example, my relationship with you."
Sangsang said, "So even if you are killed by me, you are not willing to surrender to me?"
Ning Que said: "In fact, I don't think you will kill me, so I have the courage to stand here."
Sangsang frowned slightly and said, "Why wouldn't I kill you?"
"Because you are my life."
"so?"
"If I die, you will die."
"Haotian will never die."
"But it will be whitewashed. Is the new Haotian still the original Haotian? You have left the Kingdom of Haotian, you already exist, you have memories of being in the world, you have the dust and breath on your body, you already have the consciousness of your own self
, You are life, and no matter how life is, you don’t want to die, or you don’t want to lose your current self.”
Ning Que looked into her eyes and said, "We can only live together or die together, so you dare not go to Chang'an, dare not kill me, or even see me."
Sangsang said, "What's wrong with me forever?"
Ning Que said: "What is this? What I want to be together, not this kind of together, what I want is two independent beings together. We can be one, but we cannot be one, because there will be no
You and I can’t feel you and me, and that’s meaningless.”
Sangsang said: "What the academy has always believed in is interesting."
Ning Que said: "Wouldn't it be better if we could find some meaning?"
Sangsang said, "What I give to the drunkard and the butcher can also give you, and that must be the objective and independent eternity of the kingdom of God. You don't need to worry about the extinction of your self-consciousness."
Ning Que said: "But you still need to surrender to you."
Sangsang said: "All life must surrender to me."
Ning Que said, "I don't accept it."
Sangsang said, "Why?"
Ning Que said, "Because you are my woman."
Sangsang didn't understand the meaning of this sentence.
Ning Que looked at her and said, "Since you are my woman, you can only surrender to me. Whether in bed or at the dining table, you should listen to me."
Sangsang's thin eyebrows frowned slightly and said, "How can you do this?"
Ning Que looked at her calmly and said, "Just like that night beside Rehai, if you don't accept me, I'll fuck you until you accept me."
Sangsang's expression has not changed, but deep in the bright willow leaves' eyes, there are billions of stars that are destruction.
Her hands are no longer gentle universes, but angry universes.
Ning Que felt a powerful divine power descending on him, countless peaks pressing on his shoulders, and his knees began to squeak, as if they might break at any time.
He clearly felt that the hand he was holding was so cold and majestic. His eyes and ears began to bleed outwards, and dripping on the terrace in front of his feet.
His face was covered with blood, but he still couldn't cover his happy smile: "I have been unable to understand over the years. Why are you so good, so diligent and capable, but many people never like you,
They like Shanshan, Yilan, and even Li Yu, who is the idiot, just don’t like you.”
"It wasn't until now that I realized that it was because people couldn't feel the feelings and heat that belonged to you in you, because you are indeed not a human."
He stared at Sangsang's eyes and said, "You let the teacher reach the sky, the teacher let you land, you are the god of high spirits, but I want to turn you into a person. If this is a war, then we are our teacher
The war between the two disciples and you. I now clearly feel the anger and disgust in your body, those are emotions that only humans have. I think this is the dawn of victory."
As soon as he finished speaking, he took a step forward and wanted to hug her into his arms. He cast a magic talisman with his left hand to wrap his body around his body, and at the same time began to summon his own destiny in his consciousness.
He began to summon Sangsang.
On the cliff by the snow lake that year, he sang a song for Sangsang. Sangsang understood the song and understood the call and invitation he made in the song.
Unlike the invitation she reposted through the drunkard, the invitation was so close that it meant absolute obedience, and even the shadow of death and the intimidation of Pluto could not be torn apart.
Any life with an independent consciousness will instinctively resist such an absolutely unilateral connection, and even if it is finally accepted, it will take a long time to struggle.
But Sangsang, who was standing on the cliff at that time, did not hesitate or struggle, so he agreed to the invitation because she was not Haotian at that time, and she was his little maid.
Once the natal connection is established, it will be indestructible, and even Haotian cannot cut it off by himself, so Sangsang's face suddenly turned pale and his thin eyebrows became even tighter.
This is the most critical part of the academy plan. To be precise, this is the continuation of the Master's travel to the world with Sangsang last year, and it is also the reason why Ning Que dared to leave Chang'an and come to the Xiling Temple.
No natal object can reject the practitioner's orders.
However, the subsequent development exceeded Ning Que's expectations, because Sangsang's face turned pale and his green sleeves trembled slightly for a few moments, without any other changes.
She did not fall into a coma as he asked, and he failed to embrace her in his arms.
Because she is Haotian, she is not an ordinary natal object, not a sword or talisman, nor a rosary, she is an objective rule. Although she must obey the rules of her natal rule, because she is almost infinite, she is related to her.
To realize the rules, it requires greater strength. Just as a huge rock on a cliff can fall, it also obeys the rules, but when you first push the rock, it requires unimaginable strength.
Ning Que is now a powerful man in the world. His mind power is very powerful, but when he wants to directly control Haotian with his consciousness, it still seems a bit small and ridiculous.
Sangsang did not smile and looked at Ning Que with an expressionless face.
Ning Que discovered that the snow-capped mountains and Qihai in his body were instantly locked by rules that he could not understand, and then gradually collapsed. The Haoran Qi dissipated with the night wind, and he lost all his strength.
Sangsang slowly let go of his hand.
Ning Que's hands were no longer melted by gentle water, his body suddenly became lighter, his feet gradually left the ground, his body was blown by the night wind, and he floated back uncontrollably.
He floated above the Temple of Light like a dandelion, and was bound by dozens of invisible forces, looking like a pitiful little reptile in the middle of a spider web.
No matter how hard you struggle, you can't get rid of those silk threads, because those silk threads are rules. Ning Que did not struggle, and looked at the blood slowly falling on his body, and remained silent.
Sangsang walked downstairs with his hands behind his back and looked at him quietly, with no emotion on his face and eyes. He was clearly looking up, but he felt like he was looking down at the whole world.
She just glanced at him and he was defeated because she was Haotian. But Ning Que knew that he had not completely failed because he was not dead yet, and she was still his life.
Ning Que began to think about how to continue this battle. There was no precedent for this battle. Whether it was the battle between the junior teacher, the Master or Liu Bai, he had no object to learn.
His thinking was forced to be interrupted because of a sudden and severe pain.
The shoes on his feet were shattered, and then his skin was shattered, and the blood was covered with blood, which kept peeling off, like the wall skin that had been exposed to the sun after countless days of rain.
In an instant, his feet were cut by countless tiny spaces, and countless flesh and blood were cut into small and regular shapes, constantly falling towards the temple ground dozens of feet below. Only bones were left on his feet.
Blood and meat scraps were applied on it, and the picture looked extremely terrifying.
It should have been deliberately delayed. Although the space cutting speed is fast, Ning Que can still clearly see this terrifying process. The most important thing is that he has enough time to experience this pain.
Ning Que has suffered a lot of injuries in his life and has also received punishment from horse thieves on the wasteland, but he has never felt such clear and terrifying pain.
His lips were blue and white, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans oozed out, falling to the ground of the temple under his feet, diluting the flesh and blood with a light sound.
A voice full of majesty echoed constantly in his sea of consciousness, like tens of thousands of drums beating at the same time, or like tens of thousands of wooden buildings collapsed. This sound was complicated as he could not understand.
Syllables, but they also have an extremely clear manifestation of will: that is surrender!
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