The ancestor who passed through the book became a villain, and his junior sister gave up on therapy.

With a female voice without any emotion, Qin Yuan opened his eyes again. His red eyes turned black like his hair. There was no pressure on her, but it made Prince He unable to look at her.

"what happened?"

King He quickly retreated, slapping his palms on the ground to summon the blasphemous statue again, but Qin Yuan just waved his hand, the magic was reversed, and the power of despair devoured the former.

"Please! Save my country! I am willing to give everything I have, please!"

With a voice that could not be forgotten in his memory, King He stood there with dull eyes.

"How...save?"

"We need water canals. Without water, soldiers will die of thirst."

"it is good……"

At that time, King He promised her that a small task like building a canal was not difficult for a cultivator. He cast the spell at the location chosen by the woman and attracted flowing water very easily.

"Thank you, thank you...can you do me one more favor?"

"what?"

"We need food..."

"it is good…"

"Thank you, thank you, can you do me one more favor?"

"..."

"Our commander-in-chief died in battle, can you be our commander-in-chief?"

"……it is good."

King He agreed, and he led his cavalry to conquer one country after another, slaying everyone. He was called the God of War by the country he saved, and was loved by the country, but his heart became more and more hollow...

He looked at the country that was prosperous because of him. Why did I come here?King He was confused and lost in thought. He decided to leave first and go for a walk.

It was an aimless sightseeing tour. On the way, he passed a remote village. The people there were sallow and thin, wearing belts to tie their bellies, chewing grass roots and tree bark.

King He was shocked by the sight before him. Before he could react, a young child fell down in front of him, lifeless.

"Chun'er!" The old man, who was skinny and skinny, hugged the child and cried heartbreakingly: "God, why don't you open your eyes! Why can't Luan Kingdom be destroyed? How can we have a place to live!"

The country of Luan was saved by King He. It was a tyrannical country that was despised by countless people. The people he saved were evil people, and the people he killed were rebels!

Knowing everything, King He collapsed and immediately returned to his country, looking for the woman who had entrusted him with his care at that time, hoping to confront him face to face.

But before he could speak, the other party had a new request: "General He, life is fleeting. I want to be an eternal king. May I ask how to become an immortal?"

At that moment, King He seemed to understand that other people were the abyss, that destiny could not be changed, that he had done something wrong, that he was terribly wrong.

Thinking about it, he laughed crazily, and in the woman's frightened eyes, he waved his hand and lowered the sea of ​​immortal fire.

Destroy the country he created with his own hands!

Wailing, desperate wailing, his almost ascending realm plummeted, she was willing to fail...

"Ashes return to dust, dust returns to dust, destiny remains unchanged, people should live for themselves." King He shed his last tears in his life. Just when he was about to leave, the little boy carrying the body ran out with difficulty in the light of the fire.

"Save? Don't want to give up?"

King He shook his head and raised his palm to kill him altogether, when he saw the boy and threw the body out, paving the way for him to escape from the palace.

"Oh?"

At that moment, King He seemed to have a slight appreciation for him, or perhaps it was his subconscious resistance to fate. He pinched out the secret and pulled out the soul of the boy who was supposed to die here.

"Will you...become someone like me in the future?"

He couldn't see through it and couldn't figure it out, so he took the boy's soul back to his palace to seal it, waiting for a suitable time to restart his life.

After waiting for thousands of years, it was not until the end of the first bloody battle that Emperor Qing Wu, whom he disliked the most, fell to the lower world, that he took out his soul again.

"I'm afraid there will be great turmoil in the future, so go to the lower realm."

He helped the boy reshape his body, and then threw the big treasure into the lower world with him. One was to protect him when he was still young, and the other was to warn Zhaoxing not to mess around in the lower world.

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"Pfft... You are so contradictory..." Qin Yuan sneered at the memory of King He, who also broke free from the blasphemy of the statue.

"You keep saying that you are not for others, but for yourself, yet you have done so many things to change your destiny. Prince He, aren't you pathetic?"

"Pathetic? Maybe?" King He knew that he was no match for Qin Yuan, so he sat down and said:

"But what I do is still for myself. I am now the semi-ancestor. Breakthrough is inseparable from enlightenment. The stories of people who are similar to me and people I hate will give me new inspiration. They have to struggle and they have to be destroyed. , I just enlarged this opportunity a little bit, I am not contradictory, nor am I resisting fate."

"Besides being punished by Heaven, aren't you the toughest talker?"

King He did not retort: ​​"Go ahead and avenge your Master Nan, and then continue with your ridiculous ultimate."

"Okay." The sun's crown behind Qin Yuan rotated, and the purple-gold minister swallowed up King He.

In the flames, the two looked at each other.

"Fool, what I do is never ridiculous!" Qin Yuan said, turned around and left the river of chaos.

Time is really running out this time, because she has been ignited by the backlash of the minister.

She returned to the main battlefield, looked at the familiar faces who had died, looked at the world that was constantly collapsing, and slowly raised her hand.

"To purify the world is to create the world, to destroy is to save the world, to control the wheel of life, to leave immortals without regrets...to purify the world of delusions of dust!"

Qin Yuan pinched out the fox head seal and poured all his destiny power into the great treasure. The extremely thin sword shattered into hundreds of millions of starlight points and scattered throughout the upper world.

The collapse stopped, the people who died in the bloody battle moved their fingers, and the invisible gears turned quietly...

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"Qing Huan! Qing Huan!" Xiang He sensed the weak vitality that had returned to Wen Ling's body and quickly gave her his demon elixir.

"Ah...did you win?" Nan Xin was the first to recover, but as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Lan Suxin digging a hole with a shovel next to her.

"???"

"Fuck! What are you doing!"

Lan Suxin: "!!!"

Lan Suxin: "Didn't you die together with King He?!"

"???"

Nan Xin's head is full of questions. Are you going to say you are sick?A new memory emerged, covering the past memory.

I used magic to refine falsehood into reality, created a false minister and burned King He to death?

No, I remember...

Except for this paragraph, Nan Xin's mind went blank. She subconsciously looked at her ankles, but there was nothing there?

"Is there something missing?"

She was a little confused, and Wen Ling covered her head and stood up with the help of Xiang He and Yao Yun.

"Emperor Wen Tian, ​​how are you?"

"Nothing...Thank you Nan Xin...for helping me get out of this predicament and understand Jue Chen Ji?"

She weakly cupped her hands to Nan Xin, her tone hesitant, and the latter was confused again, and related memories emerged.

"No...it's okay..." Nan Xin opened her mouth and finally returned a salute, watching Wen Ling thank everyone and prepare to pack up and return to Fairy Mountain.

"Is there something missing?"

He asked this question again, but no one could answer. The pure white flower on the other side burned to ashes and was crushed in the wind...