Villain: Whitewashing of Life, Empresses Revolt

"Kill me..."

The three words of calm, like a thunder, tore apart the night sky, and hit Luo Qinghe severely.

There was a roar in her mind, and the whole person was stunned there, and the feeling of horror swept her whole body.

She wanted to think that Master was joking.

But no, the master is unsmiling, not joking, let alone joking at this moment.

She looked for reasons to prove that she was wrong.

But no, at this level, how can you hear it wrong.

Luo Qinghe's eyes filled with endless grief in an instant, and also flashed a sudden burst of stun.

"Is this the tradition of the emperors of all dynasties... Master..."

Luo Qinghe's voice was trembling, mixed with endless sorrow and sadness.

"Therefore, there are many sculptures on the altar with the breath of the emperor."

"So, this is the truth of your beheading of the "July 13" generation of Heavenly Emperor?

Luo Qinghe was very smart and understood a lot in an instant.

Including the death of the God of Heaven.

This is also her doubt, but she believes in Master and has never questioned it.

But not doubting does not mean not doubting.

She had thought about many reasons, but she never thought that the truth would be so cruel.

"If I kill you, will I bear the stigma of bullying my master and destroying my ancestors, Master?

There were bursts of bitter smiles from Luo Qinghe, as if mocking.

Gu Changqing's eyes have a trace of turbulence and touch, this girl is calmer than he thought, even stronger than he was at the beginning.

He originally thought that Luo Qinghe would find it difficult to accept this result and would go crazy.

But he also heard the sadness hidden in his heart under this mockery.

"Oh, no."

Luo Qinghe asked and answered herself, and she showed a smile: "Master is a great demon of heaven and earth. All beings in Beixuan hate you to the bone. If I kill you, I will be the number one hero of Beixuan."

"My throne is more stable than yours, and no one will refute me or disobey me. 35

Luo Qinghe smiled bitterly, she seemed to finally understand something at this moment.

"That's why you sent someone to kill me before."

"I didn't understand before, why you want to make such a big fanfare, wishing all beings in Bei Xuan knew that you wanted to kill me."

"In addition to sharpening my cultivation speed, do you want me to hate you?"

"But I think that the master's mind is deeper than heaven and earth, and he wants me to be like you, how can the means be so clumsy? In front of your great kindness to me, why would I hate you for anything?

"But Master is very thoughtful and won't make fearless decisions. This has always troubled me."

"It wasn't until now that I understood that what you wanted was never to make me hate you, you wanted to tell the Beixuan sentient beings that you and I have turned against each other, and long ago, you professed to kill me, but now, I will kill you. You are just forced to do so.

"People in the world don't know your kindness to me, they only know that I have an immortal spirit and you are thinking about me, and I don't have to bear the slightest infamy, I'm just a hero who killed the great demon of the world...

Luo Qinghe smiled bitterly, but two lines of tears fell from the corner of his eyes.

"Master, you..."

"Can you pave another road that is even smoother than this, ascending to the Heavenly Emperor and being admired by the audience?

Gu Changqing was silent from the beginning to the end, his face was calm, and his eyes were looking at the night sky, but there was an undisguised sadness.

Luo Qinghe also looked at the void.

Everything is clear at this moment.

It turned out that the moment when the master said everything, what was waiting for her was already an incomparably smooth road to the emperor.

"Master, you have been waiting for this moment since you met me for so many years.

Luoqing River looked towards Gu Changqing.

The latter remained silent, sitting on the Wanglai Peak, giving her only a declining back.

"AJ..."

"The disciple is unwilling!"

At this moment, Luo Qinghe completely collapsed, she fell to the ground, tears rolled down her cheeks, and there was boundless grief in her heart.

She has a firm heart, and there are few things in the world that can overwhelm her.

She will obey the words of the man in front of her, and even if she can't do it, she will definitely work hard to overcome it.

Except... beheading a person.

"Look at these..."

Gu Changqing waved his hand, and ripples flashed through the void, forming a picture.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't help thinking of an old friend.

Come to think of it, that old man was also in his mood at the moment.

This is like a reincarnation, going around in circles, the old man has become the old man.

Ripples burst out from the void, constructing pictures.

"Whoa, whoa..."

This is the cry of a newborn baby.0

In the quiet small village, the courtyard is full of people.

When the baby's cry resounded, the people in the courtyard let go of their nervousness and smiled.

The lonely old man burst into tears.

Looking up at the night sky, he wiped away his tears with a smile: "Old Wang's family... there is a future..."

The picture is broken and reproduced.

"Clang block...

The sound of gongs and drums sounded.

In the same simple courtyard, red lanterns were hung, and the guests gathered, it was very lively.

Young men and women, dressed in festive wedding dresses, look at each other, full of satisfaction.

The picture is reorganized and broken.

Young children run from village to village.

Men and women, like a bunch of crazy kids.

Grinning, a heartless smirk.

"When I grow up, I want to be the number one swordsman in the world.

The teenagers waved wooden swords and spoke loudly about their dreams.

The picture is reorganized and broken.

Reorganized, broken.

The two processes go back and forth, with scenes flashing, seemingly endless.

until a long time later.

The screen freezes.

Only an empty palace remains.

The splendid decoration, the supreme throne, but revealing loneliness and coldness.

5.1

The picture eventually shattered completely and disappeared.

Gu Changqing had a smile on his face, a very satisfied smile.

"Do you know what this is?

He asked, but replied to himself, "There are all kinds of things in the world.

"The meaning of the Heavenly Emperor is to protect these, so that ordinary people can have such a peaceful life.

"In this world, there must be such a heavenly emperor to guard, without 'he', where would these sentient beings come from?

"Once, everything was carried by the God of Heaven, but now, it's me.

"But I can't carry it anymore. I've been fighting all my life, and my flesh and blood have dried up. Looking back, I'm only lonely and exhausted. I really want to take a break and let go of it all."

Gu Changqing had a wistful smile on his face.

"But if I let it go, I need someone to carry it."