dhibooks Chapter 110
Chapter 110
But later, he was condemned by the heavens, failed to cross the catastrophe, was seriously injured by him, and was forced to demote to the mortal world. The gods in his heart were gradually forgotten. He didn't know the news of the gods, but only thought about how to live in the world and how to transform into a human form , how to ascend again.
Thinking about it, he yelled towards the white patch in front of him: "How great is the ability, how difficult is the thing to do. You said that you want to save the common people. Now that you are worry-free, how can you ignore it."
But Ke Yan froze, and then said indifferently: "Why should I save the common people? If I cross the common people, who will save me?"
For this extremely desolate common people, he lost everything.He saves the common people, who saves him?Who will save the thousands of people who have worshiped him as God for hundreds of years?Who saved his life and raised his father and queen mother?Who saved Shi Qiluo who risked his life to protect him from his tragic death?
Nobody, didn't save them.
When Xunfang was massacred, he was depressed and hopeless. More than once, he hoped that someone would save him and save his country, but who would save him?Apart from being full of sarcasm and disdain, what has he got?Why did he save the common people for no less than a hundred years, but no one saves him, no one misses him, no one remembers his good things, and his bad things last forever?
Qi Cangruo took a step forward, with a serious and serious face: "Because you are Ke Yan, you are the god of all living beings, and you are also the hope. If the common people know that their gods have abandoned them, their gods will not save them, what will they do?" Think, what should I do?"
"What does the common people have to do with me?" Ke Yan replied coldly, then lowered his head, quickened his pace, and walked straight towards Wen Yan's place, leaving Qi Cangruo alone in the same place. There was a burst of sadness.
What has he been through?That's why I don't believe in God, I don't believe in people, people don't get me, I don't get people.
He remembered that Ke Yanshangshen used to be a majestic, powerful, and handsome young man, but now he seems to be a different person, he has become a lot more ordinary, he can't be in a hurry, he is no longer arrogant and indulgent, He was downcast and lonely, and he never mentioned the idea of saving the common people. How afraid was he of failure, and how afraid of being let down by the common people?
It’s just that if Qi Cang doesn’t understand, Ke Yan is not afraid of failure, nor is he afraid that the people will bear him. He is afraid that it will be like a hundred years ago. , refused to leave half of his obsession to him.If he failed the common people again, what would he have to pay for it?Is it the fate of Xunfang's people?Or is it the fate of the father, queen and queen?Or Shi Qiluo's fate?Of these three things, he was gone.Everything was used on the common people he wanted to save. He failed to save the common people, not even his own relatives and warmth.
After arriving at Fengwu Pavilion, Wen Yan's residence, he was dealing with the literature and history of the God Realm. When he saw Ke Yan coming, he put down his business and concentrated on searching for ancient books, looking for a way to tear off human skin.
Ke Yan said: "This human skin belongs to Shi Qiluo?"
Wen Yan concentrated on checking, without turning his head, said: "Not necessarily, there is a saying of painted skin in ancient times, you can draw the desired face on the human skin at will."
"Is there a way to tear it off?"
"There is a record." Wen Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and said nothing more, took Ke Yan and Qi Cangruo to a small cubicle, and said: "The process will be extremely painful, and it is easier to do it in a deep sleep. This human skin has been with you Get along for several months, if you don't tear it off in time, maybe you will be with you all day long, and then overlap with your face, with your flesh and blood as an aid, nourishing your survival, over time, unless you cut it off inch by inch with a knife blade, otherwise, your original skin will be destroyed It disappears immediately, replaced by this piece of human skin, your own spiritual power will also be absorbed by him, or even exhausted, and then die from exhaustion."
Qi Cangruo was obviously terrified. He stood there dumbfounded for a long time before he suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Wen Yan's sleeve, crying, "Priest, you must help me. I finally turned into a human form. I don't want to die." so miserable."
Wen Yan nodded, patted the back of his hand in a good-tempered manner, and said in a gentle voice: "Of course, I will try my best, my lord. I don't know whether to start directly or sleep? I have a method that makes people feel tired and then falls asleep. It is very effective."
Qi Cangruo just nodded, quickly lay down on the cushion, closed his eyes tightly, but hurriedly opened them after hearing Wen Yan's words, trying to escape, but was bound tightly.
Wen Yan said: "This is the first time for a small official to use this method. I don't know how effective it is. Today, I have to try it with my son."
Qi Cangruo: "..." fucked.