Yang Sanlang waved his hand to signal everyone to stand up, and then continued to face Huaihuang.
"Did you hear everything? The demolition plan will indeed be implemented today. However, it is not just the Wanhuan Tower that will be demolished, but the entire city."
Huaihuang's face was only stained with blood and empty, and his expression was gone. When he heard these sounds, his body couldn't stop trembling, and finally he nodded.
"But it's not so much me that brings down this city, but you."
The trembling on Huaihuang's body turned into shock.
"If you have no delusions and are willing to live in peace with my religion, at least it is entirely possible for these people today to live for another two or three generations."
The shock finally subsided, and Huaihuang began to breathe heavily.
"It's a pity that you met that flower, and you met the 'destined person' beside you."
This sentence made Huaihuang spit out a large mouthful of black blood.
"You don't have to be sad, and there's no reason to be angry. You have to pursue your freedom. But from the very beginning, haven't these injuries been taken into account in the overturning plan? There are 25 million people in your city, and many of them have long been You have the freedom you deserve, but because of the obsession of thousands or even a few hundred of you, you will lose everything now. Do you, Huaihuang, really have no regrets?"
Huaihuang could not speak and had no expression, but Lu Ran, standing next to him, felt deeply that he did hesitate.
He even stopped breathing for a few breaths.
In other words, Yang Sanlang was not lying. Huaihuang indeed started the "tear down plan" at the risk of sacrificing the entire city. The origin of all this was actually because of his encounter with himself in the second-hand market.
What was Huaihuang thinking about at this moment?
And what should I think about?
Lu Ran's heart suddenly became confused. He couldn't understand or break through this complexity.
In an instant, something suddenly appeared in front of me that shouldn't have appeared at this time.
A pattern.
A pattern that is both yes and no, something and nothing, you within me, me within me, a pattern that cannot be described or even reproduced.
The pattern disappeared in an instant, and Huaihuang in front of Lu Ran suddenly shook his head firmly.
Meaning, I have no regrets.
Yang Sanlang also shook his head gently following Huaihuang's rhythm. With this shake of his head, a lot of golden light like water drops spilled out from his eyes and mouth.
Wherever the golden light fell, huge fires ignited.
Innocent people ran and struggled in the fire, and were eventually burned to ashes.
Yang Sanlang was also a little distracted. He remembered the junior Zhong Wuqi. When Zhong Wuqi negotiated with Heitian for seven days and seven nights, he actually transformed into a butterfly and was present at the scene.
How much does he like this talented junior?
I wish I could pass on the position of leader of the Huan Cult to him immediately.
But after all, he is not the same person as him. After all, he is a bad immortal and a complicated person.
Zhong Wuqi had a saying that he still remembered and thought of often over the years. He said - For both of your religions, death is a kind of dedication, and for people like me, death is also a kind of dedication, and It is the most complete kind of dedication. The difference is that the objects of dedication are different. If you dedicate your life and soul to you, you will become stronger. If you dedicate your life and soul to them, you can get them to have no regrets.
The highest level of immortals is perfect immortality, and humans also have the highest level, which is called perfect people. Those who have no regrets are perfect people.
If my death can be exchanged for thousands of people who will not regret it, then I have made a profit. Then this city will be a city that will not regret it. These people will eventually find true freedom.
Not regretting is the highest level of freedom.
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The general meaning is this. The words and deeds of this junior are so bright, which makes him think of the person who also believed that he was extremely bright, and has reached the quasi-perfect immortal state where the floating dust in the illusory sea and thousands of rays of light emerge from behind.
One step away, he is the fourth person in the world.
He is worthy of being that man's disciple.
Yang Sanlang couldn't help but think of Zhong Wuqi, and then he thought of the person behind Zhong Wuqi. He couldn't help but shuddered. When he came back to his senses, he thought that Zhong Wuqi's immortal soul had already entered his belly and became a A delicacy that had long since become one with him, he couldn't help but stretch out a giant hand and touch his belly, which was also full today, smiled proudly, and then suddenly opened his mouth again, letting in more The golden flame fell.
There is no stable place in Jueying City. It is clear that it is a clear sky and daytime, but it seems to have fallen into eternal night purgatory.
There is darkness everywhere.
Everywhere there is fire that lights up the darkness to show you.
Red, orange, yellow, green, purple, black, white.
True fire, anger fire, sub-fire.
Countless souls flashed with miserable firelight and flew high into the sky.
The scene was hundreds and thousands of times more intense than the one in the scene.
Yang Sanlang rolled his eyes and asked Huaihuang loudly for the last time: "The last chance I give you is that you bow your head and admit that you do regret it and are willing to join me. Accordingly, I will restore your body and bring this city back to you." I will hand over the ruins to you and make you the lord of the new Jueying City, I don’t know what you want.”
When Huaihuang heard this, he remained motionless.
At the same time, he heard the sound of the whole city burning, collapsing, and dying.
He seemed to hear several other sounds, the sound of rain, the sound of wind, and the sound of flowers.
After the sound of rain, the Angry Fire Fairy opened the door and walked in, asking him, can you settle this account?
After the news passed, he met Master Wu Qi face to face. He asked Master, where are you going? The Master said with a smile, "I'm going to raise the flag."
After the sound of flowers, he saw Lu Ran. Lu Ran stood on a huge golden fairy tree. He stretched out a hand towards him and said, let's go, let us destroy all these immortals.
Also, there is the sound of fire.
Liu Ping'er, the Immortal of Flowing Fire, has been bickering with herself all her life, mumbling some words that make her ears grow calloused.
Finally she said, I will take the first step and wait for you.
The fire seemed to be getting closer and closer to me.
Huaihuang suddenly felt that his eyes were bright, and he seemed to be able to see again.
But I can only see fire.
Red, orange, green...blue.
If the four people just raised the flag here, they would all be red.
But I am Huaihuang and like blue.
Although blue is a bit melancholy, blue is also the color of fire.
Zihuo is hope.
The "Tear Down Plan" did not fail, at least it still left this blue sub-fire and my blue flag.
Most importantly, I have no regrets.
I believe you will not regret it either.
Faced with Yang Sanlang's questioning, Huaihuang did not nod or shake his head this time. He just took advantage of Lu Ran's inattention to activate the talisman in his body, activating a little fire that had long been sealed in the talisman, and directed towards the melancholy and awe-inspiring scene in front of him. People rolled into the fascinating blue.
