Nightfall Chapter 40: To defend the issue
~Date:~October 07~
The fallen knights helped to retreat not far away, and began to bandage and heal their wounds to rest. When they looked at the black carriage, their fear and hatred gradually became stronger.
Previously came from the mountain road with the momentum of thunder, but did not even touch the side of the black carriage, and was forced to retreat. He also paid the heavy price of the death of a companion and serious injuries to several people. For them, this is an unbearable shame.
The autumn rain is still continuing, the frosty leaves in the Red Lotus Temple are scattered, and the carriage is wet.
Ning Que had already gotten back in the car, covered the sunroof, and looked at Long Qing on the stone steps through the car window. Suddenly, his heart moved and asked: "Hey, how did you come alive?"
Long Qing slowly opened his eyes and looked at him calmly and said "That is a very long story."
Ning Que glanced at Qiu Yu and said, "If the story is too long, there may be no way to finish it."
Only when the well-character meaning still exists, can you tell stories and listen to the story. Once the well-character meaning disappears, the person who tells the story and listens to the story will return to the original identity as the unshakable enemy ★ In the rain The well character, at this moment, is no longer so scary, but brings a brief peace, or balance, between the venues.
"I wear a mask, you can recognize me at a glance, and you are so interested in my story. In those years, there are legends in the practice world that you and I are the enemies of fate. It seems to make sense... …"
Prince Longqing said with a blank face: "In this case, I naturally can't allow you, Master Thirteen of the Academy to be dazzling in the spiritual world alone, so I am back."
Ning Que said sarcastically: "Don’t think that Jin’s fateful state can be arbitrarily present. Just throw my shocked five bodies into the body and admire me. You know, we don’t have much in that place, but we have a lot of fate, like Like cabbage, it’s everywhere in the mountains"
Long Qing said calmly: "I am not an ordinary Zhiming, I believe you should have felt it."
Ning Que did perceive a weird and even scary aura in Long Qing's body, which was much stronger than the ordinary Zhiming Realm, but he just smiled and said, "Uncommon Chinese cabbage is still Chinese cabbage after all. "
Then the smile on his face gradually converged, looking at the silver mask on Long Qing's face, frowning and asking: "What happened to you?"
Long Qing began to tell stories that happened to him over the years.
This is a very long story, but he has sketched it in the simplest language. You only need to listen to a few key words to feel the bizarre, cruel and even tragic story.
His voice is calm and there is no emotional change, as if telling someone's story.
In fact, he didn't want to tell others about it, but Ning Que had a different meaning to him, so he wanted Ning Que to know what he had lost and what he had regained before he died.
This is a spiritual need.
The fallen knights probably know what happened to Lord Sizu, but they don't know these details. They listened silently and attentively to the sound from the autumn rain, occasionally moved.
"A very good story, but it's a bit clichéd."
Ning Que's comments are indifferent and even mean.
Long Qing didn't care.
"I don't believe in the fateful enemy. Of course I don't believe it. After all the hardships and reappearing in the world, you will find all the humiliation you have suffered like the ending of most stories."
Ning Que said: "Because the two biggest humiliations you have ever suffered came from me, if you are asked to find all these things back, how can I deal with myself?"
Long Qing said: "Since you are a post-death person, where do you care about how to deal with yourself?"
Ning Que said: "I will not die.
Long Qing said: "I am the one who Haotian chooses to tell, and the one to whom the destiny belongs. If I will not die, then you must die."
Ning Que looked at his calm expression, suddenly felt a little cold, and remembered the words that Senior Brother 2 had asked Liu Yiqing loudly, and smiled and said: "How do you prove?"
"Haotian's will cannot be proven, nor does it need to be proven to mortals."
Long Qing's answer is boring.
Ning Que looked at him, mocking.
Long Qing said: "I have taken Tongtian pills. Is this a proof?"
"Is Tong Tian Wan strange?" Ning Que asked.
Long Qing nodded seriously.
Ning Que looked at him and laughed, and said, "I ate it a few years ago."
His smile is very cheap.
His voice is cold.
"I can also tell you that Chen Pipi has a lot of Tongtian pills in his hand. If we want, we can use them as fried beans. What does this prove? It proves that we are the illegitimate children of Haotian?" /
Clearly knowing that there must be something wrong with this sentence, but Long Qing still couldn't help his face slightly change.
He is now like water when he is calm, and ice when he is cold, and he is even close to the ruthless and ignorant Supreme Realm. However, when Ning Que repeatedly ridiculed his face, the irritability in his heart gradually grew.
Ning Que continued: "You brought this group of fallen knights with blood on your hands. You were chased by the Xiling Temple, and you said that you were a man of heaven. Don't you think this is ridiculous? This is just spiritual masturbation. ."
Long Qing said after a moment of silence: "Maybe you are right, maybe I am not a man of heaven, but a son of Pluto, so this life will endure so much torture and pain, but I can always be in the darkest When you see it disappear, you may eventually sink to the bottom of the endless abyss."
Hearing this sentence, Ning Que's heart was slightly bitter, but the smile on his face became more and more sarcasm: "His Royal Highness, you have really been away from this world for too long, and you don't even know the most widespread rumor now. ."
Long Qing frowned slightly and asked: "What rumor?"
Ning Que pointed at himself and said, "Everyone thinks I am the son of Pluto."
"The legendary Pluto has tens of thousands of children. Of course, there is only one projected onto our world, which represents disaster and destruction, not a dazzling image."
Ning Que looked at him and said, "As a result, you even want to compete with me for such a name? Your Majesty, you are too victorious, too proud, and your pride is false pride, because you still care about it. In the eyes of the world, you suffered continuous defeats in my hands and suffered humiliation and cold eyes from the world, so you reappear in this world, besides killing me, more importantly, you want to regain the respect of the world."
"If you don’t get respect, you will even let the world fear you, because these strong emotions are the spiritual pillar that supports you to live to the present. In order to achieve this goal, you need a shocking life experience, which is a pity Even if you can kill me, you can't surpass me in this respect, because my teacher is a master, even if you are accepted as a disciple by the knowledge and observation, you are still inferior to me, because your teacher will never beat my teacher. "
"In order to restore your confidence and the severely damaged glory, and to regain the awe of the world, you almost hungry to make yourself stronger, and constantly hypnotize yourself, wanting to make yourself believe that you really are what gods It’s a pity that the Dao Sect’s inability to allow your confidence in this area begin to waver, so you turn to look towards the night, wishing to let Hades sleep with your mother."
Ning Que looked at him and shook his head, and said, "You are already crazy."
Long Qing said: "How can a dying person be qualified to judge me."
Ning Que said: "Maybe I am not qualified, what about Master?"
Long Qing was silent.
Ning Que said: "When you and I climbed together to take the exam on the second floor of the academy, what words did you see on the Chai Menle stone?"
Long Qing squinted slightly. Of course he remembered the four words written on the stone, but he didn't want to remember.
Ning Que said: "The gentleman does not fight. This is the reminder or warning from the master. You always want to fight with others. Is there a reason not to lose? You always want to fight with heaven. How can heaven tolerate you?"
Long Qing looked into his eyes and asked: "If the sky can't tolerate you, will you... fight or not fight?"
Ning Que said: "When it's time to fight, I still have to fight."
Long Qing said: "Then why can't I fight?"
Ning Que said of course: "Why do you compare with me? Don't always think about fighting with me. You can't fight me. The more you fight, the worse you lose."
Long Qing smiled, calm and indifferent.
Just when he was about to say something, Ning Que suddenly opened the skylight and stood up. He glanced at the rain falling from the sky, felt the fading meaning of the rain, and said: "Don't talk so much nonsense."
Long Qing frowned slightly, wondering who was talking nonsense?
In the carriage, Sang put the restructured small iron cylinder on the five iron arrows remaining in the box, thinking silently, the young master is indeed the most nonsense person in the world.
Long Qing raised his hand, pointed to the depths of Qiu Yu, and said, "Your well is still there."
Ning Que held the iron bow with his left hand and said, "Idiot, since it is my well character, how could it work for me."
Long Qing smiled and said: "Then why have you not moved?"
Ning Que said: "Because I need to rest, otherwise I really can't pull the bow."
Long Qing asked: "You have a rest?"
Ning Que said: "I am full of energy and energy, and I am full of energy."
Long Qing said: "You don't need to talk during breaks, there are well characters, and you don't need to talk if you delay time. Why did you say so much before, and it seems to be sincere.
"Of course those words are from the heart."
Ning Que reached out and took the iron arrow that Sang handed over, and looked at Long Qing and said: "I am going to kill you, and I really want to dispel you in the last period of time in this world, and I was very unhappy."
Longqing's complexion is slightly cold.
Ning Que bent a bow and waited, no more nonsense, and shot an arrow at him.
Long Qing knows his shamelessly cold-blooded fighting style very well. While talking, he seemed calm, but in fact he was silently preparing for the next battle.
The seemingly unpredictable arrow had already been expected by him.
He made full preparations, and was even more calm than when he received Ning Que's iron arrow when he was not injured. I saw him flicking his sleeves. Before the temple was broken, the heavens and the earth were in chaos, and the peach blossoms reappeared.
The black peach blossom, seemingly understatement, took the arrow.
Long Qing's figure melted into the autumn rain, and he wanted to pass the arrow like a charm.
Next, it was a terrorist counterattack from a strong fate.
But at this time.
The iron arrow that pierced the black peach blossom burst.
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