However, the boy was unmoved, just staring at the ceiling blankly. At this time, Luo Li also looked at the young man, and ripples appeared in her beautiful eyes. "Desperate for the world...do you want to die..." She muttered to herself, thinking of her current situation. She is the last royal family of Daliang Divine Dynasty. Except her, all the royal families have died in battle. As long as her current city is destroyed again, her Daliang Divine Dynasty will no longer have a barrier, and the enemy's sword will point directly at the Daliang Huangdu. And her entire girder is bound to be flattened by the enemy, and the country will perish. Isn't she desperate? Desperate of course. But... she will not seek death! She can't seek death either! If she doesn't die, Daliang won't die!
At this time, the girl also stared at the boy, and asked angrily: "Don't you have any faith? Just die like this, your relatives, your friends know, how painful is it?" Hearing this, the young man remained expressionless, "Dear one?" "Thousand Years have passed, and Sister Xi and Sect Leader have already turned into a pile of loess...Friend...Where do I have any friends...Heh..." He laughed self-deprecatingly, "The only thing I feel guilty about... I'm afraid the only one is Master..." When he mentioned Master, waves appeared in his eyes, and a figure in Tsing Yi appeared in his mind. Master...maybe the only person he feels sorry for... Seeing this appearance, the girl's eyes were also somewhat moved. "Master? Who is your master..." At this time, Luo Li also asked. She expected that the young man in front of her was definitely not an ordinary person. Can an ordinary person live to count Thousand Years? Obviously impossible. She stared at the boy, her beautiful eyes sparkling. "What's the use of telling you..." The boy glanced at her, and his expression gradually became complicated, "You are just fabricated, as the victims of their conspiracy..." After the words fell, Luo Li didn't show any surprise or doubt, she was very calm. "It seems that you are also one of them..." As the Princess of Daliang Divine Dynasty, she has also heard some news. In the past Thousand Years, there have been some particularly powerful beings who called their world "the world of gods", and called the creatures in this world fictional creatures. Of course, the vast majority of creatures don't believe it, and even call that part "lunatics" and encircle them.
But what puzzled and shocked them was that those people were often particularly powerful. In just a few Thousand Years, some creatures have reached the strongest realm in this world, the Quasi Emperor realm! They also mastered the world, divided into different camps. Afterwards, they started to provoke wars everywhere, scrambling for this piece of world, seizing resources, grabbing territory, seeking luck... and they collectively referred to such practices as "seizing power". In this way, the sufferers are naturally all the creatures in this world, and her Daliang Divine Dynasty is one of them... Hearing this, the young man laughed at himself, "Yeah...we are the invaders...do you hate us?" Luo Li nodded, but shook her head again, "Hate...but I can't understand your actions and existence...I don't think I'm a fiction..." As the words fell, it seemed as if they had pierced the depths of the young man's heart, and he actually shed a few tears. "Yes... why is it so real! Why!" "Ah.. yes... obviously you also exist..." He looked pained, trembling all over, and couldn't help screaming. "Why did you let me kill you, ah! Why did you destroy it!" "Master...I am in so much pain! To set up my heart for the world, to set up my life for the people...after all..." The boy trembled on the floor, and the frostbitten wound immediately festered, bleeding. But as if he didn't feel the pain, he stood up abruptly and roared frantically: "Exactly... what is heaven and earth... what is Shengmin... what is fiction! What is! What is!" He grabbed Own's eyes desperately with both hands, as if to pierce it, blood kept oozing out, but he didn't intend to stop. "I can't tell, Master...I really can't tell!" Tears mixed with blood flowed from his eyes, and he fell to his knees on the ground, the floor was glued together with the festered skin, which was very horrifying. He lowered his head and said in pain. "Kill me! Kill me!" Looking at this scene, Luo Li in front of her didn't know why, but felt a "heart-wrenching" pain towards this young man who was supposed to be against him. She bit her thin lips lightly, looked at the boy, not knowing what to do. Ying'er on the side opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end she looked at the boy in a complicated manner. The boy cried bitterly, and the blood flowed on the cold floor, which immediately froze into blood ice. His expression was dull, his mouth was dry, and he muttered to himself. "I'm a trash... I've been a trash all my life..." "Thousand Years Count...I'm nothing, I'm mortal...Can't do anything...Can't change anything...." His eyes were lifeless, as if he had died, and the light in his eyes was gradually dimming.
However, at this moment. The young man was startled suddenly, a softness came from behind him, a girl's body fragrance was like the warm breeze blowing in the sea of flowers. Luo Li hugged him from behind, those soft and flawless jade arms tightly wrapped around his body. At this moment, the boy felt an unprecedented sense of relief, as if all the pain and worries were relieved for a moment. "We are all prisoners of fate, doomed to experience sorrow and pain." Luo Li trembled, and tears flowed slowly from her beautiful eyes. "Why am I...not a mortal..." "I can't do anything... Daliang is dead... Who should I be..." She murmured, looking confused, tears rolled down her face and onto the boy's back. The boy's heartbeat seemed to have stopped at that moment, and the temperature of the tears on his back penetrated his clothes and penetrated into his skin, making him feel the sadness in Luo Li's heart. For a moment, the young man was silent, he could sense that this was also a man suffering from fate, who was ridiculed and teased by fate. Luo Li's expression was gloomy, she just leaned on the young man silently, crying silently. Two people with similar destiny cling to each other, like two silent cats in the dark night, silently licking each other's wounds. Unknowingly, the night faded, the golden light gradually filled the earth, and the distant sky was gradually dyed with soft pink, like a delicate watercolor painting. The golden sun was exposed, and the morning light swayed, through the attic, and quietly poured on the faces of the young man and Luo Li. Time seems to stand still, leaving behind a quiet and beautiful picture...