pertwk Chapter 2036: The Earthly Destiny is Over, and the Dream Wakes Up
Chapter 2036: The Earthly Destiny is Over, and the Dream Wakes Up
Chapter 2036: The Earthly Destiny is Over, and the Dream Wakes Up
He Lingchuan was a little surprised: "Why do you say that?"
Qingyang looked at him steadily. Now was her time to ask questions.
This is also a good question. He Lingchuan thought about it carefully before saying, "No."
Qingyang studied his facial expression carefully: "Why did you hesitate for so long? Have you seen her in the Dafanghu?"
Liu Qingdao and Xutuo beside them exchanged glances. The old woman was almost dying, but her mind was still so sharp.
"I have seen it." He Lingchuan sighed, "But that is..."
He wanted to say that it was "past history", but the Panlong world in the Dafang pot had clearly been changed and was very different from real history.
If history is changed, can it still be called history?
So what exactly is the Panlong City in the Dafang Pot, what are the soldiers and civilians inside it, and what is the Red General inside it?
He could only say: "If you are not in this world, you are not truly alive."
This was a nonsensical statement, but Qingyang chuckled: "Sure enough, Zhong Shengguang and General Hong did something before Panlong City was destroyed."
Beijia destroyed Panlong City, but not completely, leaving behind a root of disaster. One hundred and fifty years later, it gave rise to a disaster like He Xiao.
"I knew it," she murmured. "From the moment the Dafang Pot and the ruins of Panlong City were tied together, I knew things weren't that simple."
"I also know that you want to go back to the old path of Yuan Kingdom and Panlong City." She looked at He Lingchuan, the blood on her forehead flowed down to her eyelids, and she was too lazy to wipe it off. "I hope you... one day you can understand that your real enemy may only be the gods."
"Oh?" He Lingchuan was really surprised. "I thought you would argue with me like Bai Ziqi did that the demons would definitely win."
When you listen to words, you must listen to the hidden meaning. Qingyang said this because he thinks he has a chance of winning, and it’s not low!
That's why she wanted to fight for a possibility for Bega.
"I've never cared about the gods." Qingyang's face began to turn white and spots appeared, but she didn't know it yet. She just smiled and said, "Bai Ziqi is from the Heavenly Palace. He is smart but not wise enough. He can't escape from those prisons. He is still young and can't see through the nature of these wars."
Compared to her age, Bai Ziqi is certainly young.
Suta next to him was still confused, but Liu Qingdao really wanted to know what she had seen through.
This was the first enemy who believed him, and He Lingchuan felt a little sad.
"In that case, you should show me your sincerity first. One day in the future, maybe I will remember what you said today." He said seriously, "Bejia doesn't want the demons to come to the human world, right? Besides the Dafanghu, what other methods do they plan to use to descend to the human world?"
"As far as I know, it's the yon beast and the demon puppet." Qingyang's words became more and more difficult. "Don't you know that too?"
"What stage has the research progressed to?"
"In several places on the Shining Gold Plain, including Honglu, the demon puppets can already imitate humans, but they are extremely unstable." Qingyang said, "Besides, you also know that there are prerequisites for the descent of the gods."
He Lingchuan certainly knew: "We must obtain the consent of the body of the God who descended."
"If the demon puppet is confused, it will never agree." Qingyang whispered, "This is the value of your companion Dong Rui!"
"Fuck!" A curse came from not far away.
"But the God's experimental field is not limited to the Shining Gold Plain. I have been away from Bega for a while, so I don't know the progress of other areas." Qingyang said truthfully, "It's my turn now. I also want to ask you, why can you use your energy 'alone'? Is it specially given to you by the Dafang Pot?"
She emphasized the word "alone". If she couldn't figure out why He Xiao had the energy with him, she would die with regret.
"You are a dying person, and you still care about this?"
In fact, He Lingchuan admired her a little. It is said that when a bird is about to die, its cry is sad. But when Qingyang was about to die, all he cared about were these official matters and secrets, and Beijia and him.
She has already put life and death aside, right?
"Laws are laws. Even the Dafang Pot must abide by the laws of Yuanli." He Lingchuan shook his head. "Where does this special grant come from?"
Dafanghu couldn't give him Yuanli directly. He had Yuanli because he had earned it bit by bit in the Dafeng Army and the Huyi Army.
This answer certainly did not satisfy Qing Yang: "Really? Then where is the army that gave you the power?"
He Lingchuan patted his chest lightly: "I have nothing to say about this. Sorry."
Qingyang's face was lifeless and his eyes were slightly lowered. He suddenly discovered that his hair had turned gray!
She suddenly lost interest and didn't want to ask any more questions. She just reached out and touched her face.
He Lingchuan looked at her and sighed secretly.
From the expressions on these people's faces, Qingyang realized that he had grown old!
What cannot be avoided will eventually come.
She had previously used a secret method to regain her youth, but now the spell has backfired, and she will become even older before she dies!
She had been elegant and graceful for two hundred years, but now she was like this...
Qingyang put his hands down and laughed at himself.
He Lingchuan shook his head: "Why attack this time? You can just run away."
Bai Tan's family business and future are all in Yao Country, so he cannot leave; but the Shining Golden Plain is not where Qingyang is from, so she can just flick her sleeves and leave without any worries.
Seeing that the situation was hopeless, why didn't she run away? Why did she have to risk everything she had and fight He Lingchuan to the death?
"Who am I!" Qingyang laughed. Because of her broken lungs, her laughter was inevitably a little shrill. "How can I be like those octogenarian women, lingering on a sickbed and dying an ordinary life?"
She is Qingyang!
She is the most powerful imperial teacher of the Northern Demon Kingdom, supporting the glory of this empire!
She is the powerful Lord of the Qing Palace and the most trusted arm and confidant of the Emperor!
Her life was so colorful, how could she die like a mortal at the last moment of her life!
He Lingchuan could only say: "As expected of Qingyang."
Stubborn to death, proud to death.
Qingyang touched his finger, took out a flute from his storage ring, and handed it to He Lingchuan:
"You want this, don't you? Here you go."
Her hands were shaking violently, as if the flute in her hands weighed a thousand pounds.
This flute is jade white, has nodes, and two bright red circles.
Heavenly centipede bone flute!
Five or six years ago, when she was chasing He Lingchuan in Tiangongxu Mountain, the latter asked her where the flute in his hand came from.
Since He Lingchuan is still brooding over the issue from five or six years ago, he must still want this flute.
He Lingchuan took the flute, took a step forward, leaned over and asked her: "In your eyes, who will win between me and Beijia in the end?"
Blood flowed into Qingyang's eyes, her vision turned crimson, and all sounds faded away.
The sky is red, the branches and leaves are red, and the person in front of me is also red.
The red armor, the red helmet, and the blood-red sword seemed to be frozen in the depths of her memory, the agile posture of the man who fought to the very last moment!
"red……"
She was before, and He Xiao was later. Alas, why can't such a character appear in such a great Beijia?
An indescribable tiredness came over him, interrupting Qingyang's murmurs.
It is said that before a person dies, his past events will appear vividly in his mind and replay like a kaleidoscope.
But she didn't, even though her life was full of ups and downs.
She returned to the familiar palace wall, plucked a camphor flower and put it on her temples. At this moment, a big head suddenly appeared from behind the high wall.
The wind that day was really fragrant.
This was the beginning of her legendary life.
Qingyang's expression finally relaxed and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
The earthly ties are over, and the dream is awakened one day.
Two hundred years of romance and romance are over, over.