"I can be a laid-back prince!" Ji Botong's posture was a little awkward and tangled, and his condition looked more and more wrong, like a patient who was about to get sick.
"You can't take it!" Zhao Wujiang denied it with a serious face:
"First, Ji Boying really becomes the emperor. No matter how well he hides it now, he will definitely purge you after he ascends the throne.
Because you were very close to him before, you should know some secrets.
Now that you have heard my answer, you also know another secret of Ji Boying.
Do you think you can stay idle? "
"Second." Zhao Wujiang suddenly smiled, with a hint of relief and regret:
"I also want to be an idle prince."
Ji Botong was stunned for a moment, feeling complicated and even more confused. Since he wanted to be an idle prince, why should he seize the throne? Just for revenge?
“Living in the present, we must try our best to deal with every choice.
We cannot place our hopes on tomorrow. "Zhao Wujiang's tone was more sincere, but more emotional:
"Being an idle prince is not a matter of today, it can only be a matter of the future.
You are faced with only two choices now, either choose him or help me.
You have no choice, you have to understand that second brother, you and me are all in the whirlpool.
Until the situation becomes clear, we can't break free or escape. "
The reason why Zhao Wujiang's tone was emotional was because he had actually figured out too many things in his heart.
He used to believe that if the demon gods existed in the past, then for a period of time in the future, before he became the demon god, he would be causally immortal.
Do those external things, such as fame and fortune, have anything to do with him?
So what if he became famous in the Great Zhou Immortal Dynasty? Being the emperor of the Great Zhou Immortal Dynasty, is he worthy of his status as a demon god?
For his identity as a demon god, these are nothing.
But this was before.
Now, he suddenly figured out something.
Is he, really, causally immortal?
Maybe, but the moment he saw the future, it had already changed.
Perhaps, not only the past and present can change the future, but the present and future can also change the past.
To be precise, not maybe.
Yes for sure!
Because, for him, the ancient years are not the past, but the past in the sense of time, but for him, they are the future.
The past is doomed, but the future is not. What he thought was the past is actually the future.
Therefore, what happened in ancient times is not destined at all and can be changed.
If someone can think of this level, then he is most likely in danger.
He had read novels before, where someone traveled to the past to prevent something from happening.
But now, people from the disaster side can come to find him and murder him, thereby changing the future and the past in the sense of time.
For example, if he was seriously injured, he would not be a match for the disaster in the ancient years.
Maybe he died in the ancient times because someone would come to kill him in the future. Even if he escaped, he was seriously injured, and in the end he was defeated in the ancient times.
Only now did he realize that this hidden danger was a sharp knife hanging around his neck, and he didn't know when it would be cut off.
How to deal with it in the future?
Just live in the moment!
He must do everything right now.
In the future, it will be a demon god, that is a matter of the future!
He must strengthen himself now, for himself, for Jinger, and for the people around him.
Every bit of the present will contribute to the future.
And now he can think about these things and want to work hard to have more.
Maybe it's him in the future asking for help from him in the present.
Therefore, he wants to ascend the throne, he wants to control the power of the Great Zhou Immortal Dynasty, and he wants to stand higher and higher to better cope with everything that will come.
"Second brother, if you help me, I will help you restore Tong'er's remaining soul and let her have a body of her own." Zhao Wujiang stared at Ji Botong and threw out another chip.
Ji Botong's eyes flickered and his breathing was trembling:
"What if I don't agree."
