Douluo the god of justice

Chapter 358

"And you stayed, and you failed to protect the people you wanted to protect, and those who cared about them all died, and even the entire Wuhun City became a dead city.

Therefore,
Zhenjun, I ask you, do you regret it? "

Zhenwu looked at Yang Jian playfully, and asked repeatedly for the third time, "Zhenjun, aren't these reasons worth your regrets?"

Zhenwu didn't say anything after this time, just looked at Yang Jian quietly.

Yang Jian is not having a good time right now, his soul was already unstable when he just woke up, and after being violently stimulated by Zhenwu one after another, his soul has long been unstable, and even has a tendency to collapse again.

But even so, Zhenwu still didn't care about Yang Jian, just watched, even if Zhenwu could save Yang Jian, it would cost a lot of money.

But now the price of a careless Zhenwu will be in vain, but Zhenwu remains unmoved.

Are you sad?
Of course, comrades-in-arms for thousands of years, that is the real intersection of life and death.

sad?
How can it not be sad, no one can let go of feelings, even gods will have emotional fluctuations, this is not purely human nature.

It is the nature, any creature, as long as it has consciousness, it must have feelings.

Does God have no feelings?Would a god without emotions be perfect?

The so-called gods, gods and gods are not the same, the biggest classification is innate and acquired.

Congenital is God, no joy and no sorrow.

How can one become a god the day after tomorrow to obliterate one's nature.

……

I don't know how long it has passed, and Yang Jian, whose consciousness is chaotic, has a vague concept of time.

But fortunately, Yang Jian finally broke free from the endless ocean of emotions. The dead are gone, and the living are still alive.

His eyes were much clearer, Yang Jian raised his head, and he asked, "How long has it been?"

Zhenwu smiled, "Are you talking about how long it has been since you were in a coma, or how long have you been in a daze just now?"

Yang Jian was slightly taken aback, "How long has it been between the two?"

"I don't know the first question, but I know the second question very well. Eight hours and three quarters, now is Weiwu."

Yang Jian frowned slightly. It was obvious to him that the first question was more important, but this Zhenwu didn't know, how could this be possible.

"Dijun, are you joking? Why don't you know?"

"Would I deceive the True Monarch, anyway, a long time has passed, you have to know that even with those soul origins to help you repair your soul, it is not an easy task.

I didn't put any extra effort in the process of helping you repair the capital, let alone how long it has passed, does it matter. "

"Important." Yang Jian said.

Zhenwu laughed, but quickly restrained himself, and said again, "Zhenjun hasn't answered my question yet, please don't avoid it."

Yang Jian already had the answer in his heart, so he smiled at this moment. Although the smile was very bitter, it was a smile after all.

"If the emperor asked if I regret it, of course I regret it. There are too many things that people regret in this life. No, it's not just people.

Every choice, every thing, seems to have a better choice in the end, which can minimize the loss or gain.

However, for certain things, certain choices, do you really not know the result?
Dijun asked me if I regretted it, and my answer was regret, but what I regretted was not that I chose to stay, but that I regretted not doing better and hurting them.

But if the emperor asked me to make a new choice, I would still choose this way, but I would be more cautious, do better, and help them arrange their retreat. "

Hearing Yang Jian's answer, Zhenwu was silent, as if he was in deep thought. Suddenly, Zhenwu smiled, without any other meaning, just a smile, and he laughed so happily.

"Hahaha, you are worthy of being a true king. Do you know the real king? I am very satisfied with your answer, really satisfied."

Zhenwu's body flickered again, and when he laughed, Yang Jian could be sure that he was right.

Zhenwu's entire body was like a projection, then the projection source was cut off in an instant, and the whole body flickered for a moment.

After thinking about it, Yang Jian decided to ask directly, "Dijun, there seems to be something wrong with your situation."

Zhenwu nodded and shook his head, "The problem is not very big, but this problem is indeed caused by Zhenjun.

In order for Zhenjun to recover, even if I don't know how much I consume, Zhenjun can guess how much, right? "

Yang Jian nodded without hesitation, "Yang Jian has nothing to repay the emperor's kindness."

Contrary to Yang Jian's expectation, Zhenwu said, "I really need your help, Zhenjun, of course, Zhenjun can also think that I saved you for this purpose.

Zhenjun, you can make a deal at the beginning, as long as Zhenjun completes it, then Zhenjun no longer needs to be grateful. "

Yang Jian was a little surprised, but he didn't change his mind in any way, and he didn't underestimate this kindness just because of Zhenwu's words.

"Dijun, it's okay to tell me what you need, but I can't guarantee that I can do it, after all, I am now... and I can't do everything.

If it's something, something I don't want, something that contradicts my way, forgive me for not being able to help God.

Of course, if Dijun is dissatisfied, he can also choose to take back what he has paid, and I will not resist.

Kindness is kindness, intelligence is repayment, no matter what the emperor thinks of it, I, Yang Jian, will not regard this as a transaction. "

Zhenwu nodded, he had already expected it, "I know the character of Zhenjun, so I know that you will do what I said, Zhenjun, even without my words, as long as you find out, Zhenjun will also take the initiative to take action."

"what's up?"

"Save the world." Zhenwu looked directly into Yang Jian's eyes with a serious expression, telling Yang Jian that he was not joking, and he continued while staring at Yang Jian;
"That's right, save the world, Zhenjun, you heard me right, save the world."

Yang Jian didn't know how to answer for a while, this was the second time Zhenwu said this, but it was different from the last time he retaliated against Zhenwu with the greatest malice.

This time, Yang Jian believed it at least seven or eight points, because Yang Jian knew that he had nothing worth being deceived by real martial arts.

Pausing for a moment, Yang Jian finally asked, "Dijun, what is the crisis in this world and why does it need my rescue.

Dijun and I talked about rest last time, but they all went to the end. I wonder if the time has come?Can you tell me the truth about everything?

What's more, with the strength of the emperor, if he really intends to make a move, what is the difficulty in saving this world. "

It seemed a little impolite to ask one question after another, but neither of them cared about these details.

Zhenwu nodded slowly, "The time is almost here. Since Zhenjun has many doubts, then I will explain them to Zhenjun one by one."

When Zhenwu waved his hand, although it seemed that there was no change, Yang Jian could feel that the energy field belonging to Zhenwu became more intense.

But at this time Zhenwu's figure flickered again, even more serious, and even the whole body became a little illusory after the flicker.

At this time, Yang Jian discovered the biggest problem. He didn't care so much, and asked first, "Emperor, have you lost your body? Then the original owner of this body..."

(End of this chapter)