Fast travel: blacken the boss, stop and don't run

Chapter 645
I am the boss.

my name is……

Can not remember.

Some people call me God, some call me Destiny, and some call me Heaven.

I don't like the name Tiandao.

But what's the use if I don't like it?
Useless.

It's like you don't like coriander, but someone always puts coriander in your bowl and tells you sincerely, eat it, coriander is super delicious, I guarantee you will fall in love with it.

Not without a solution.

Just kill it.

In fact, killed several times.

But, it can't be killed.

Just like a bunch of leeks, unless they are pulled out by the roots, they will always grow back. The wild fire can't be blown out, and the spring breeze can blow again.

"God, save us!"

"God, open your eyes and see, the world is in chaos!"

"This damn fate!"

complain,
hatred,

pray,

despair,

But what's the point?

Even if I save you, you will still fall into darkness.

I am not a qualified god.

A qualified god should give people hope and move forward.

I'm not.

I am cold-blooded, cruel, and indifferent to fate.

The country is destroyed and the family is destroyed, life is separated from death, I have seen all kinds of things in the world, and I am tired of them. It was not until I, no, my ray of consciousness ran away from home and became Aizen, that all this changed.

Love.

I've never had such a strange, totally unnecessary emotion.

Aizen loves Qianxun.

But, I don't love it.

Even though that ray of consciousness loves Qian Xun deeply, I don't.

I just have fun.

When I saw Feng Zhi died, Qian Xun sacrificed his body to save him and endured thousands of sufferings, I was very confused: love, is it so stupid?
It's just a man, is it worth her paying such a heavy price?
Thousands of generations.

too long.

not worth it.

Really not worth it.

I would visit her by chance, sometimes she was a starving beggar, sometimes she was a slave covered with scars, sometimes she was a slave girl who was slaughtered, sometimes she was an actor who was hacked to death .

Silly.

But, I'm not going to help her.

She chose the road, even if the road is full of thorns and sharp knives, she has to walk on it by herself.

boring.

I wanted to leave, but a pink and tender bird found me, and she said to me, "Hi, I'm Xiaotuanzi, can you help them?"

Staring at her for two seconds, I smiled, "If I remember correctly, you are already dead."

Xiaotuanzi landed on my shoulder, she said softly, "I'll tell you a secret, I have nine lives."

Nine lives?
It is strange that a bird has nine lives.

I chuckled, "Help them? How can I help them? Also, why do you think I can help them?"

Xiaotuanzi blinked, "You are a god, if you can't help them, who can help them?"

god?
I sighed, "Qianxun, Fengzhi, aren't they also gods? But they are all dead, little bird, there are no real gods in this world, those are nothing but the world's helpless reality, and instead pin their hopes on a There is no illusion at all.”

Xiaotuanzi was silent, and said, "I know, you can help them, well, if you help them, I will... stay by your side and relieve your boredom. I can sing and dance. With me here, your It's going to be a wonderful day."

I don't know, why should I help them?
Could it be that I have been alone for too long and want to find a bird to relieve my boredom?

But later, the fat bird came and I sent him flying and told him to take care of Qianxun and Fengzhi, otherwise Xiaotuanzi would be in danger.

"Little Tuanzi, what's your relationship with him?"

"...he is my brother."

After a short pause, Xiaotuanzi added, "Brother Qing."

These days, even birds are particular about pairing.

Yes.

The world is very afraid of being alone.

The years passed by, and the thousand generations were over.

Qian Xun, who lost her memory, began to attack the blackened Feng Zhi.

"Woooooo, sister Xun is dead, woooooo, I really want to cry."

I was there when Qian Xun blocked the gun for Cheng Yan, I watched her lose her breath and become cold, I watched Cheng Yan commit suicide with the gun.

"Xun Xun, walk slowly, I'll accompany you right now."

Love.

It turns people into fools.

I don't understand and don't want to understand.

I am alone and enjoy solitude.

In Feng Yu's world, I watched Qian Xun die, and then I took away Feng Yu's memory, Feng Yu without memory, Feng Yu who forgot Qian Xun, he lived alone for thousands of years.

When you are in love, you are full of affection, and when you are not in love, you are heartless.

Feng Yu didn't think of Qian Xun, but occasionally felt heartbroken, often staring at a certain place in a trance, cooked a table of meals, set two pairs of chopsticks, slept on a big bed, and had a seat for one person on the other side of the bed.

I don't understand.

Maybe, only after I fall in love with someone, I will understand what love is.

In that hidden world, my wisp of consciousness broke free from me, no, to be more precise, it was Aizen’s wisp of consciousness that entered that world and transformed into Cohen, but there was no memory of Aizen, only Aizen’s Paranoid.

In order to save Yin, Qian Xun died again.

How many times has Qian Xun died?
Countless.

I just feel pity for her.

So, I gave Feng Zhi something to wake him up early.

Some people say, I am destiny.

Then, the tragedy of Qian Xun and Feng Zhi was caused by me.

It doesn't make sense.

It's just that I want to help them. After all, I can't watch the plot that is too cruel.

It's just that I didn't expect that Yin, who was cursed by Dahei and whose memory disappeared, could break through the confinement, think of Qian Xun, and think of every little bit of him and Qian Xun. Is this the magic power of love?

Love.

Great, vulgar, holy, hypocritical, romantic, realistic.

Some people fall into obscurity because of love,

Someone loses himself because of love,

Some people become more and more perfect because of love,

Some people fall into the abyss because of love.

Some people curse love, some people sing love, some people regard it as a scourge and avoid it like a poisonous scorpion, some people regard it as a faith, which shines brightly.

Love.

What an inexplicable emotion.

I like the world of Emperor Xiu very much.

It is tragic.

I love tragedy.

Destroy beautiful things for people to see. As a spectator, I like it very much.

Emperor Xiu.

The indifference is like ice, the love of Qianxun is like moths to the flame, knowing that it is death, but still plunges in without hesitation, the tragedy of romanticism is unforgettable.

"I want the whole world to mourn for you."

Dixiu's death made Qian Xun go crazy, and one of my worlds collapsed because of it. She deserves to die, but I couldn't do anything about it.

a thousand sufferings,

deep love,

Forget it, it's just a world, move your finger, and a world will come out.

Just treat it as my fate, a little gift for her.

Liruanruan's world.

Tsing Yi is me.

Ok.

I couldn't help it, and entered that world, but I couldn't help but play her favorite... the little milk dog.

I'm mad?
(End of this chapter)