Chapter 254 His Game

Seeing Zhao Changhe's surprised look, Xia Longyuan was a little bit crazy, and there was a bit of ferocity in his eyebrows: "Although you and I have different requests, it is still good for you to go home. I ask you, if you want to go back, is it right? Kneel down and beg them to send you back, or step on their face and tell them that I can leave on my own! Let me ask you again, why do you want me to come here, like a prison? "

Zhao Changhe looked at his pale hair and felt a little palpitated 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 didn't seem to want to go back, and he wasn't a rebel. This man was an unparalleled hero who wanted to trample on the world and replace it.

But although the goals are different, what they have to face is 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 indeed a bit difficult. I'm not as powerful as my seniors. What if lightning strikes my head?"

"They won't! People like you are rare, how can they waste it? Besides, 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: "The blind man is an example. Either she is just a spirit, or her power is still sealed. I say she is a waste who can only pretend, 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 who grabbed Huangfu Qing's hand before. Huangfu Qing has a good impression and is not wary. Where is the blind man? We just met twice then.

And apply it yourself...

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

And what Xia Longyuan meant was that the blind man was just one example, there were 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, and 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 regained his calm demeanor and continued walking. : "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 actions are just like 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 beggars you pointed at at the beginning of the conversation between you and me."

"Yes. I admire the ambition of the seniors, 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 from this world. 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 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" and "Is there any Use ", as if the other person is 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 a game. 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, I can sit back and watch Ying Wu and the others fight for an alien space, and I can watch the Wang family For the Sea Tribe at the back, you can look at the Night Emperor behind the Four Elephant Sect. Wherever I want to see clues, I expose my butt wherever I want... If I don't want this position, don't I have to organize a force to do the work for me? Isn't it like taking off my pants and farting? "

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 to Chichi. You carry the knife and continue to have fun. It is very interesting to watch the stories from all sides."

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

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

"Well, although I understand this idea intellectually, I can't agree with it emotionally."

"Because what's wrong with all living beings?" 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. Zhao Changhe looked at each other calmly: "I admire you very much, senior, but I'm sorry, you and I have different opinions."

A smile appeared on Xia Longyuan's lips: "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. Maybe you think 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 bloody fruit casually: "It's good to know 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 I'll teach you a few tricks, but now that I think about it, it doesn't seem necessary... You and I are similar on the surface, but different behind the scenes. The Liuhe Divine 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 have to give you a hand. This fruit nourishes blood and nourishes evil spirits, which is suitable for your blood evil skills. It was this kind of thing you were looking for when you went to Jiangnan, not those rubbish beads. It's a pity that your meridians That kind of problem is really a bit of a headache. I don’t have the time to help you find that thing. Your rubbish qualifications are a waste of my magical power. 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 go ahead and 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.