One Piece: Supreme Control

Chapter 63 – Who will it be

He raised his head and looked at the high execution platform, where there was no one. Suddenly, a middle-aged man appeared. He kept a small moustache and had two bayonets on his waist. There is no fear on his face, but a smile and excitement on his face.

“Want my treasure?”

This sentence sounded again, and Yang Qing’s body trembled. The blood in his body was boiling, and his eyes flashed with infinite divine light, as if only such a short sentence could stir up the attack and struggle deep in people’s hearts. , The blood of the charge, made people excited.

“I’ll give it to you if you want it, go find it! I put the wealth of the world there!”

The eight-character Hu man had a big smile on his face. He was full of breath, and his voice spread far, far, clearly into Yang Qing’s heart, causing him to shudder and blood flow faster.

Suddenly, everything disappeared, the eight-character Hu man disappeared, and nothing was left on the execution platform. Yang Qing took a deep breath, calming down the impulse in his heart.

That man seems to be born with a unique charm. His simple sentence, but it seems that a devil’s smile, with terrible seductive power, even he will fall.

“This is the One Piece!” Yang Qing murmured. Everything just now was an illusion, but it made him immersive. It seemed that he had witnessed the exciting scene with his own eyes.

“Wealth, fame, power, one piece man who has everything.”

“The will inherited from generation to generation, the changes of the times, the dreams of people, these are unstoppable, as long as people continue to pursue free solutions, all this will never stop!”

“This is a world, an eternal theme, freedom!”

Yang Qing’s eyes are bright, nothing can compare with freedom, nothing can stop a person’s dream, if there is, there is only death! Only when one person dies, his whole body blood is cold, his heart no longer beats, freedom, dream, will disappear! No, no, even death, dreams, and freedom will not disappear!

They will pass on, and endless humans will give everything for them. Wildfires cannot be burned, spring breeze blows and regenerates. Nothing can stop the will to pass on. This is the flame of civilization and will never go out!(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

He walked forward step by step, reached the bottom of the execution platform, and stopped. Looking up at the high execution platform, he took a deep breath. After taking a step forward, he ascended the high ladder.

“Tak tak tak”

The rhythmic footsteps sounded, and he stepped onto the execution platform, and finally, he stood at the top of the execution platform. Standing there, he bowed his head, faintly seeing the dark blood that had penetrated into the wood. This is the blood of One Piece. He uses blood as fuel to ignite the flame of inheritance, so that he will never go out again.

“Here is where he ended.” Yang Qing closed his eyes, and he could feel the hardships, pains, and endless tears on this road. In it, otherwise it contains countless tears, blood, and dark blood that I never want to touch.

But is he afraid? Are you afraid? Do not! will not! This is the path he chose, the dream he chose, and he will never give up!

Suddenly opened his eyes, a fierce aura spread out from Yang Qing’s body, and the surrounding air was suddenly distorted, with a “buzzing” sound, an inexplicable aura spreading around, and the plants in the flowerbed below unknowingly bent over. The execution platform began to shake, and it seemed that the whole world was trembling under his aura.

Overlord, domineering! Armed, seeing and hearing sex, he has no method of cultivation, and he has been playing tricks on his own, but he has never been able to get in. However, this overlord is domineering, is the awakening of talent, but he has been very proficient in his six years of cultivation.

There was no one around the execution platform at the moment, because Yang Qing’s momentum didn’t shock anyone else. If there are people, I’m afraid you can see a large crowd of people lying unconscious on the ground.

“Overlord look domineering!” He narrowed his eyes and looked in Yang Qing’s direction, “Who would it be?”

A gust of wind blew, and Dorrag’s figure disappeared here. This unique aura was keenly noticed by Dorag. He is going to see what kind of person he is with such a momentum.

Yang Qing stood on the execution stage, and the street was empty. He looked down quietly, as if he was experiencing everything that the king of this world had experienced. He saw tears, blood, pain, excitement, excitement, and finally hope. This person has experienced too much, but got too little.

What is he for? The king who owns the world, with his own life as the key, opens the door to the next era. He is a hero, a hero!

Once, Yang Qing didn’t understand why people have a comfortable and comfortable life, but instead they chose to fight for the dream of nothingness, misty, and never realized. But at a certain moment, when he came to this world, he understood. If there is something meaningful in a person’s life, if he feels that he can do and work hard for his life’s career.

That feeling is happy! It’s satisfying, it’s fulfilling!

This is a dream, an ideal, for which you can fight for a lifetime!

Yang Qing understood that he had a new understanding of dreams and freedom. At this moment, he didn’t regret giving up his identity as a Tianlongren, and he even began to rejoice. Tianlongren is a supreme honor. He enjoys power, but at the same time, he represents the shackles. He has locked people’s hearts and dreams that he will not take off again and will become a canary in a cage.

Those who are close to Zhu are red and black are those who are close to ink. What kind of environment can they create what kind of identity. Standing in the palace of the dragons like a cage, how could there be such comfort in the endless wide sea? That all-inclusive mind, the temperament of a king, only the sea can cultivate.

Suddenly, Yang Qing’s eyes flashed, and he raised his head and looked at the lower left side of the execution platform. There, a figure ran over in a panic.

“Woman?” Yang Qing narrowed her eyes and withdrew her aura.

It was a very beautiful woman, who seemed to be born with a pleasurable charm. At the first glance, she wanted to hold her in her arms, pity and love her. Her face is almost perfect, her skin is fair, and her figure is exquisite. When running, even if he is flustered, it also has its own distressing attraction. Moreover, the faint scent of books on her body, graceful and tranquil, made Yang Qing’s heart tremble.

Immediately afterwards, seven or eight big men with grinning faces appeared behind her. With wretched expressions on their faces, they chased the woman unhurriedly, as if they had grasped the former in their palms, and were not afraid of her running away.