dhibooks Chapter 152 Who Doesn't Want Freedom?
Chapter 152 Who Doesn't Want Freedom?
"What about that person?" Mo Qiyue listened obediently to what the man said. The man's voice stopped, and he asked questions in a daze. His voice was hoarse and unhuman.
"That person?" The man lazily switched shoulders, squinted his eyes and asked, "Which person?"
"I...I don't know..." Mo Qiyue shrank her neck timidly, unable to explain why.
"If I tell you this story, will you let me be redeemed?" The man was still tempting Mo Qiyue, only the more serious eyes showed his nervousness.
"..." Mo Qiyue's eyes flickered slightly, and she wanted to agree subconsciously, but she couldn't make that sound no matter what.
"Aren't you willing? Or are you not willing? Why...why...why are you just not willing to redeem me?" The person who was begging softly one moment turned into a ferocious face the next moment, as if he was so excited that he immediately He will tear Mo Qiyue into pieces with his hands.
However, he didn't do anything after all, but tried to impress Mo Qiyue with his own pain and embarrassment from the mirror.
Mo Qiyue's cheeks twitched, but she still couldn't open her mouth to give the answer the other party wanted.
In this place where he didn't know if it was a dream or something else, he had stayed for a long time, so long that he didn't know how to think or judge, so he didn't know whether he should believe it or not.Even, he is afraid.Fearing that this person would suddenly die like all the people in those pictures—even though he seemed to have the same face as him, the feeling of being unable to substitute was too strong for him to ignore.
"Since you still can't make up your mind, it's okay to tell you." With a palm on his face, the pain and embarrassment on the man's face disappeared in an instant, and he was still the same charming and devilish person as before.
Mo Qiyue opened her mouth, unable to speak.
The long-term loneliness has caused him to lose many skills in communicating with others, and it is reasonable for him to be unable to react at this time.
"If you want to go into details, the span of things is always too big, so I'll start with the most recent successor! After all, if it wasn't for him, where would I have been tormented for centuries?" The man put on his flirtatious smile again , sat down with his arms around Mo Qiyue's shoulders, and slowly told his story.
1 years ago, the Queen of Heaven gave birth to the Seventh Prince Ninghua, and 79 thunderbolts struck the Palace of the Queen of Heaven, heralding the arrival of the next Emperor of Heaven. All the immortals in the Palace of Heaven were happy and worried.The joy is that the successor will be able to maintain the peace of the six realms in the future with the help of the Dao of Heaven; the worry is that, how much will the successor be able to withstand the test of the Dao of Heaven?
After six thousand years of age, Prince Ninghua finally shed his larvae and turned into an adult. His appearance and inner appearance are not bad, but there is only one thing that makes many immortals avoid him, that is, he loves beauty and is ruthless.
Those who inherit the destiny must have a heart of love.But Ninghua Seventh Prince's love for others will last no more than three months at most. After the immortals' persuasion is ineffective, their expectations for Seventh Prince will naturally fade away, and he will be allowed to do what he wants, no matter how little he wants. manage.After a long time, when the Heavenly Emperor and the Queen of Heaven thought of restraining them, the Seventh Prince of Ninghua caused a catastrophe, forcing the immortal to death, and was finally punished by heaven and sealed forever.
And the immortal who was forced to die, because he chose to end himself, died an unworthy death and had to be punished.
"I am the immortal who never ended well." Speaking of this, the man showed a trace of pain and remorse on his face, and his clenched teeth made a sound of resentment.
"Why is that immortal being punished like this?" Mo Qiyue frowned and asked curiously like a child.
"How many souls restrain themselves day by day, practice hard, and look forward to one day ascending to immortality, but he has lost his immortal bones because of a trivial matter. He is wasting the nourishment of the world's spiritual energy and wasting his useful body easily. How can you not do it?" Punishment? Even mortals will go to hell to suffer all kinds of suffering, how can immortals be an exception?" The man was calm at this moment, and when he spoke, he began to look like he had nothing to do with him.
"Why did you commit suicide?" Mo Qiyue still had many questions.
"Why..." Sadness began to brew in the man's eyes again, and his tone became extremely resentful: "If that place makes you suffer so much, more painful than reincarnation, can you still stay?"
"I don't understand." Mo Qiyue shook his head, the degradation of his thinking ability made him unable to answer more complicated questions.
"Yeah... How can you understand? So now, are you willing to help me?" The man returned to the original question.
"I...I want to go back." Mo Qiyue shook his head, he still remembered that his original world was not here.
"You can help me as long as you go back." The man combed Mo Qiyue's hair for a while, and the man coaxed him in a low voice.
"How can I help?" As if bewitched, Mo Qiyue slowly raised her head, looked into the man's eyes and asked slowly.
"Find the seal, break it, and let the person in the seal use his blood to save us." Rubbing Mo Qiyue's scalp, the man instilled every word he said into his brain.
"Use his blood... to save... to save..." Mo Qiyue's mind went blank, repeating the man's words.
"Yes, use his blood to redeem us. Otherwise, sooner or later, you will have to return to this place." Lowering his voice, the man coaxed with a hint of threat.
Mo Qiyue's body shook heavily, and when she fell back, she wanted to distance herself from the man.
"Where do you want to run to?" The man pulled Mo Qiyue back into his arms, his tone turned cold.
"You have kept me here for so long, and finally I have waited for you, do you still want me to bear all this alone?" The man's eyes protruded, and his expression became fierce.
"You...you let me go..." Mo Qiyue struggled to back up, her scalp was almost bleeding, but she didn't know how to protect herself.
"You promised me! You promised me! You promised me... ah!" The man became more and more agitated, and his grip on Mo Qiyue's hand became more and more immodest, as if he wanted to kill him.
Just when Mo Qiyue was about to faint, a clear light came from nowhere and hit the man hard.
The man was hit hard on the ground but he didn't seem to feel the pain at all. He got up and rushed towards Mo Qiyue again.
"Ah, ah... Go away! Go away! Don't kill me! I don't want to die!" During the years in the illusion, what Mo Qiyue saw the most were all kinds of cruel ways of death. He was trembling with fear, and became more and more panicked.
"Enough, if you go any further, all previous efforts will be for naught." An almost nihilistic shadow floated in front of Mo Qiyue, and also blocked the man's aggressive movements.
"Are you distressed? You sent him in for me. Do you want to regret it?" The man straightened up slowly, and the evil spirit leaked out without any concealment.
"Do you still want to continue to be tortured in this illusion?" Xu Ying also showed a bit of aura, but it was quickly replaced by a burst of arrogance.
"Ninghua, is it him that you feel sorry for? Or me?" The man wrapped his arms around Xuying's neck, and bursts of lightning immediately aroused from his body, igniting the evil spirit around him.
Xu Ying took a few steps back in silence to keep a distance from the man. The world is divided into good and evil. If the other party gets too close to him, it will be no different from courting death.
"That's all! You send him away! The left and right are just a stand-in, and it's unknown to what extent they can do it." He curled his lips and removed the cover-up that had been set up in front of Mo Qiyue earlier. He didn't really want to scare people crazy, it's just that It is still unknown whether the exhaustive design can make people feel motivated!
The sky suddenly cracked the net-shaped lines like a mirror that was hit hard, and suddenly exploded at a certain point, revealing a big black hole.
Mo Qiyue only heard the crisp cracking sound in her ears, and she couldn't help but stare at the big black hole, her pupils dilated rapidly, showing the excitement in her heart.
"I know you're not crazy yet, and your spirit isn't that fragile." He kicked Mo Qiyue's arm with his toe, and the man seemed to be another person at this time, with an arrogant attitude.
Mo Qiyue stood up unsteadily, looking at the person with the same face as herself, full of resentment.
He is not crazy, but he is indeed crazy.Everything here has far exceeded his cognition, like a bird that has been locked in a cage specially, and because of the audience's preference, it wants to perform a farce that is driven crazy.Then when the curtain of this farce was about to fall, as an actor in the play, he was already too deeply involved in the play, and it was difficult to leave.
"Whether you believe it or not, after you go out, everything that happened here will still haunt you from time to time. If you want to get rid of me, then obediently go to find the seal! Anyway, you are idle to gain insight, so I will give you more Just be a bit more exciting." Pulling Mo Qiyue's belt, the corner of the man's lips turned up, his evil spirit became stronger, and he threw him into the big hole in the air.
The sound of the wind whizzing by was so unreal, she was clearly leaving towards the path of liberation, but Mo Qiyue seemed to have layers of boulders superimposed on her heart, she couldn't help but lowered her head again, trying to see clearly the bondage A place where I have been free for a long time.However, it was unreal after all. When he entered the black hole, everything under his feet quickly melted away, and only a piece of silver light exploded, exuding an incongruous elegance and magnificence.
"This time, he should be able to go to work, right?" Seeing the sky slowly closing, the man approached the phantom again.
"You have gone too far." Xu Ying said with reproach.
"Compared to what you did to him, I just want to be free. Have I gone too far?" There was a sarcasm in his brows and eyes. The man looked at the evil spirit that was starting to ignite again, fell silent for a moment and chose to keep his distance automatically.
"Who doesn't want to be free? But..." Phantom's body swayed for a while, perhaps due to exhaustion of energy, and he lost his figure in an instant.
The man stretched out his hand a little lonely. If possible, when Mo Qiyue came, he really didn't want to scare him, so that he would not be alone in this illusion, and he would finally have a companion.But... In this case, after a hundred years, he will be lonely again, and it will be eternal, and he will have no chance to stand up again...