I Persuade People With Reason

Huge swathes of thick, fuzzy fog overwhelmed the distant background, broken mirror fragments littered the floor, and everything was painted in two tones of pitch black and blood red.

The little boy sat on the blood-red ground, his eyes dull. His clothes were already stained with blood.

At this time, there were footsteps.

A man who was somewhat similar to the little boy appeared in front of him. The man was handsome, imposing, and his brows were furrowed, staring at the little boy on the ground.

The little boy who had been stunned with fright before saw him, and his eyes suddenly glowed: "Dad..."

He stretched out his hand, wanting Dad to hug him.

The man looked at him quietly for a long time, and suddenly sighed, his tone couldn't hide his boredom.

"It turns out that you really have no qualifications."

"……You let me down."

Yuan did not clearly know that he was dreaming, that was the most impressive picture in Yuan's memory.

After experiencing a nightmarish memory and almost being killed by a lunatic, he reached out to his father who came over and asked for a hug, but only received such a cold reprimand.

Even after he gradually buried this memory, he still recalled the phrase "you disappointed me so much" from time to time in his mind. This sentence often woke him up from his dreams, as if it had become a nightmare he couldn't get rid of.

"...Sure enough, he's still a fragile little child."

Yuan Buwai was soberly waiting for the picture to dissipate, and by the way, made his own evaluation of the original owner of this body.

"If you hadn't put your expectations on that person, what would such a light-hearted remark be?"

In a moment of his thought, all the pictures dissipated. The pitch black and blood red turned into chaos, like a paste of paint, and the thick fog swallowed everything.

And Yuanbuwei did not wake up from the dream.

He seemed to have entered another dream.

He saw the darkness, the sky above and the ground below, in which countless ghostly shadows floated. This was the place he was most familiar with.

He grew up here as a baby?

"Strange, I'm not a fragile little kid? Why did I suddenly dream of this place..."

Thinking like this, I didn't want to grab it casually, and the large, large-scale soul shadows struggled in the shrill screams, but they were sucked by him without any resistance and swallowed them in one bite.

The whole piece of "Magic Abyss" shattered suddenly, like a thin window paper shattered, and infinite brilliance poured in.

The scene in the dream suddenly changed, the dark and boundless, chaotic magic abyss disappeared, replaced by a bright and sunny world.

A round of scorching sun hangs high in the sky, and under the brilliance, a grand ceremony is going on, which is extremely lively.

In my memory, this is the picture I saw when my real body came to the human world for the first time.

In the crowd singing and dancing, full of novelty, he was stuffed with a mask and pulled into the crowd together. As if seeing the sea fish on land for the first time, he participated in a human event fresh and clumsy.

"This small country, I vaguely remember it's called the Yun Country. Well, it will be destroyed after more than a hundred years."

"Interesting, I almost forgot these memories..."

Although he didn't know why he was dreaming, he was not fearless. He casually pulled a mask and put it on his body, happily playing in the crowd. He also bought two delicious-looking cakes by the way. One bite.

His eyes were slightly curved, and his tone was pleasant.

"Praise! I give full marks to this dream! It's just that the variety of pastries is not rich enough and needs to be improved."

He couldn't help eating two more pieces, but he didn't want to break the dream and go out. He thought this dream was quite interesting, so he continued to walk forward without any hassle.

The surrounding pictures gradually faded as he walked, like a distant scene in a movie, and then reorganized in a very short period of time to become another scene.

It is also a festival, but the surrounding scene has undergone great changes, and even the architectural style is different from before, as if it is another world on earth.

In the turbulent and enthusiastic crowd, it was not like a silent spectator, looking up at the people on the high platform.

It was a middle-aged man in a black sacrificial uniform. He didn't look old, but his temples were slightly frosted, but his temperament was that of an old man.

His eyes were vicissitudes of life, his breath was calm, and there was no majesty.

"High Priest!"

In the crowd? Someone was cheering, cheering wildly.

They looked at the people on the high platform with reverence. The man who stood up when the human world was about to collapse and sacrificed the Son of God to Moyuan, in exchange for nearly a hundred years of peace.

He is the pillar of the Cang Nation that will not fall.

The high priest of Cangguo on the stage smiled. He presided over the entire ceremony in an orderly manner, offering sacrifices to the gods and blessings of Cangguo. Only then did he walk down the altar amid the cheers of the crowd.

He walked towards a handsome young man who looked like he was in his early twenties, as if he had gathered Zhou Tian's brilliance. As we all know, this is the only son of the high priest, a genius who has been worshipped by the immortals and will be immortal in less than a hundred years. When the father and son stood together, they seemed to be the center of everyone, and everyone couldn't help but look at them.

"...Are you saying that dreams still have special effects?" Yuan Buwei, who was still happily eating pastries, stood quietly in the crowd, "Ouch" and ate the last bite of the pastry, a little dissatisfied, "This? The guy who created the dream is really ignorant. Did he deliberately displease me?"

Before Yuan Buwei could react, the surrounding scene began to change rapidly again, the infinite light image revolved like a star bucket, and finally the same altar appeared.

"...Child, I'm the one who's sorry for you, but I don't regret the choice I made back then. If I do it again, I'll do it again."

The Cang Nation High Priest fell to the ground in embarrassment.

He fell from the high platform, and countless people who once admired him were scolding him.

They once thanked him for sacrificing the "Son of God" to make Moyuan recede in exchange for peace in the world. Now, the "Son of God" has returned from the abyss of demons, showing the power of changing the world and changing the earth in one fell swoop. He has become a despicable person who is greedy for life and fears death and trades the life of the "Son of God" for his own safety. , fell into the mud in one day.

Even though so many people misunderstood and scolded him, his expression was even peaceful, with a bit of tolerance.

He looked at the young man standing in front with difficulty and explained.

"Child, you are special. Only you can perfectly disguise the Son of God and deceive Mo Yuan, in exchange for a hundred years of peace in the world, so that the true Son of God can grow... Once the Son of God becomes immortal, he will return to heaven. In this world, the human world will naturally be blessed by the heaven and earth, and no longer fear the invasion of the Demon Abyss... This is the best choice."

So, the young man in front tilted his head with a smile.

"...Unfortunately, I have already killed that **** child."

There seems to be an invisible boundary wall around the two, blocking other people's listening. Only cheers and swearing came continuously, as if the whole world had fallen into a frenzy.

Everyone only knew that the person standing in front of them at the moment was the Son of God who saved the world, and the one who fell to the ground was the minions of Moyuan who once persecuted the Son of God and now reaps the consequences.

What they didn't know was that the guy they regarded as the savior was the Demon King who was best at playing with people's hearts.

At this moment, the Demon King showed a wicked smile.

"Shouldn't the heaven be in one anger to destroy the human world?"

The high priest on the ground showed a shocked expression, and it was no longer possible to maintain the previous calm, revealing incomparable fear.

"No, you can't—" He still had a lot to say, but he couldn't help being pulled away by a group of people who rushed up, and he was getting farther and farther from the "Son of God" who was supposed to be his own son by blood.

In this way, he was completely exiled with incomparable fear.

For the rest of his life, he was tossing and turning day and night, worrying about the destruction of the world every moment, and was overwhelmed by endless remorse.

"What is this dream about..."

Yuan Buwei looked at the familiar picture with a dazed expression, and his heart couldn't be shaken.

Without hesitation, he slapped all the pictures together with the high priest in the picture, his head was full of question marks, and his expression was boring.

"...Do you think I am also a little child who lacks fatherly love?"

hateful! The thought that he could have tasted more pastries with different flavors in his memory, but now he has no appetite, makes him angry? Oh.

He woke up not angry, and the moonlight slowly shone on his face.

His eyes moved slightly, and he grabbed it out, and the black air suddenly dissipated in the air.

At the same time, on the other side, Xie Huaying listened strangely to the unfamiliar voice in her ear: "Your qualifications are very good. As a newcomer benefit for you to join us, we have prepared a small surprise for you..."

Before the words were finished, the voice suddenly stopped and became a little angry: "What's the matter? Then? Shouldn't he be an ordinary person..."