Tome of Troubled Times Chapter 254: His game

Chapter 254 His Game

Seeing Zhao Changhe's surprised look, Xia Longyuan was a little mad, with a ferocious look on his face: "Although you and I have different requests, it's still good if you want to go home. I ask you, what do you want? When you go back, should you kneel down and beg them to send you back, or should you step on their faces and tell them that I can leave on my own! Let me ask you again, why am I being held here like a prisoner? ”

Zhao Changhe looked at his pale hair and felt a little moved in his heart.

He may be a contemporary of himself, but he was thrown into this world decades ago and stirred up a unique storm of his own. No matter how he stirs up troubles, this is essentially a person who has been away from home for decades and cannot return...

Of course, he doesn't seem to want to go back, nor is he a rebel. This man is an unparalleled hero who wants to trample on the world and replace it.

Although the purposes are different, the things they have to face are very similar.

Zhao Changhe took a deep breath and responded seriously: "It's the latter."

Xia Longyuan laughed: "Yes, you have the guts, I thought you didn't dare to say it!"

Zhao Changhe sighed: "It's really a bit embarrassing. I'm not as powerful as my predecessors. What if the lightning hits my head?"

"They won't! There is only one person like you in a million, how can they waste it? What's more, they are not as strong as you think."

"Isn't this strong?"

"The fall of heaven, the collapse of the era, the twilight of the gods, this is not fake. Where are the gods and Buddhas who really control the world? A group of weak old people, pretending to be gods and ghosts, what's the big deal?" Xia Longyuan sneered: "Blind man It’s just an example. Either she’s just a spirit, or her power is still sealed. I say she’s just a faking waste now. What do you think she can do to me?”

The surroundings were quiet, with a slanting wind and drizzle. There was no movement on the gold foil in his arms, and no movement on the unknown blind man.

Zhao Changhe suddenly remembered that he accidentally grabbed the blind man's hand.

It's different from the one that grabbed Huangfuqing's hand before. Huangfuqing has a good impression and is not wary. Where is the blind man? We just met twice then.

And wipe it yourself...

This can only prove that Xia Longyuan is right. In fact, the blind man is extremely weak.

And what Xia Longyuan meant, the blind man is just one example, there are many more, such as...the Sword Emperor? That’s right, isn’t the Sword King a typical example of the gods and Buddhas waiting to awaken?

Xia Longyuan said that there were dry bones in a group of graves.

Of course, the so-called weakness is not something he can fight. Even Xia Longyuan was beaten until his body shook, as if he was the king.

In fact, everyone guessed that he had hidden wounds, maybe he really did...

"My declaration of war started when I destroyed the Buddha. What I destroyed was not the Buddhist temple, but the real Buddha. What could they do? There are many other similar actions." Xia Longyuan finally returned to his calm demeanor. , continued strolling: "When I don't want the country, the heirs, the women... I have no flaws. The Wang family, the Maitreya Sect, the Four Symbols Sect, all their behaviors are no different from fun in my eyes."

"I understand the senior's thoughts. But..." Zhao Changhe hesitated for a moment, but still asked: "Since the senior doesn't want the country, why not give it up and pass it on to a suitable person... After all..."

"You can't stand the chaos and the loss of the people? Just like the beggar you pointed at at the beginning of the conversation between you and me."

"Yes. I admire the ambition of the seniors very much, but this is the only thing... If the seniors don't want to take care of it, then leave it to those who want to take care of it. It's not a good show."

"It's strange why you have such thoughts." Xia Longyuan said: "When you come to this world, don't you feel detached? Just like reading a book or watching a movie, the joys and sorrows of the world have nothing to do with you, you are not this world People, why do you care so much?"

Zhao Changhe's heart moved. I have this kind of situation myself...but it's not so exaggerated, it's so indifferent to the point of detachment.

——Beggars are irritating, so kill them. That's not Du Zen Ji, that's the true meaning. Xia Longyuan has no interest in Du Zen Ji with Little Ant.

In fact, from the very beginning, Xia Longyuan was also watching other people's reality shows. In his eyes, others looked like NPCs. Whether it was the Era God Buddha or the White Tiger Saint, his thinking direction was actually the same: "I'll give it a try." "Is it useful?" It was as if the other person was not a woman, but just a test clue, a paper person.

His martial arts climb and his sweep of heaven and earth are like playing games. Upgrade games, war games, management games. The game was boring, so I stopped playing it and started playing God and Buddha games instead.

When it comes to gods and Buddhas overlooking the sky, those people are the same, Xia Longyuan is the same, they are the same people.

Only... he seems to still care about the daughter who may have been created by accident, as if to prove the mark of his existence in this world.

Seeing Zhao Changhe's silence, Xia Longyuan continued: "I don't want the country, but I can still use this position. I can destroy the Buddha openly and justly, and I can just sit back and watch Ying Wu and the others fight for an alien space. You can see the Sea Clan behind the Wang Family, you can see the Night Emperor behind the Four Elephants Sect. Wherever I want to see clues, I show my butt... If I don't want this position, I have to organize a force to help me. Isn't it necessary to take off my clothes? Fart in pants?"

Zhao Changhe was still silent.

Xia Longyuan smiled and said: "So the throne is useful to me, and I will not give it to you, nor will I give it to Chichi. You carry the knife and continue to have fun. It is very interesting to watch the romances of various parties."

Zhao Changhe finally said: "I don't want it at all."

Xia Longyuan said: "Then why are you so embarrassed? Do you disagree with my idea?"

"Well, although I understand this idea intellectually,... I cannot agree with it emotionally."

"Why should all living beings be blamed?" Xia Longyuan said with a smile, "Or is it because someone is coughing?"

"They are not NPCs... Red blood flows in the Jiangnan water town, bones are blown by the wind and sand outside the Great Wall, blood is stained by Tang Wanzhuang's cough, and the whole family of Huangfu family members died. Are they really just a scene in a movie?"

Xia Longyuan looked at him without saying anything, and Zhao Changhe looked at each other calmly: "I admire you very much, senior, but I'm sorry, you and I have different opinions."

The corner of Xia Longyuan's mouth raised a smile: "I don't want you and me to be together. Why do you think I'm telling you this?"

Zhao Changhe said: "Because my opponents are also them. You are showing me the way, and you may think that I am too slow."

"Isn't that enough? What do you think of me and what does it have to do with me?"

"..."

Xia Longyuan didn't care about his attitude at all, and threw a **** fruit casually: "It's good that you are slow... In fact, in the past, you were fast enough, but now that the situation is like this, this speed is not enough. . I originally planned to teach you a few skills, but now that I think about it, it seems unnecessary... You and I are similar on the surface, but different behind the scenes. The Liuhe Magic Technique is barely suitable, and other techniques are not suitable for you."

Zhao Changhe took the fruit and was a little surprised: "This is it?"

"I think you are slow, so of course I want to give you a hand. This fruit nourishes blood and nourishes evil spirits, and is suitable for your blood evil skills. This is what you were looking for when you went to Jiangnan, not the garbage beads. It’s a pity that the problem of your meridians is really a headache. I don’t have time to help you find that thing. Your **** qualifications are a waste of my magical power, and you still dare to argue in front of me. I don’t know what to say.”

"..." Zhao Changhe held the fruit and simply didn't know what to say.

"You have your way, then do it. I also want to see what you can do." Xia Longyuan finally turned around and left leisurely: "Even if you don't like me, please come and kill me yourself."

The front is just away from the boundary of the capital, not a little more, not a little less.