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"The lions and elephants that the Buddha rides are known to people; the harps that the Buddha rides are unknown to people, and the harems are transformed from zombies." - The Buddha's mount, which can fight with dragons, is the harem.

With such a big Buddha standing here, Jin Cuixu actually ran over to it without looking back!

Liu Fuguang ordered Yan Huan to put wolfberry meat in Jin Cuixu's food. After eating it, he could sleep and calm down, and would not wake up if he was not exposed to the sun.

Then, he walked straight to the flower street that already stood at the highest point of the capital, neatly took off his disguise, and immediately clapped his sword and stood up!

The clear light of perfection, like another rising sun, illuminated the city and made the souls disperse. The zombies all turned into their true colors, screaming and fleeing in all directions. Xue Jian howled and ran out, and the moment she struck him, she had already felt the irresistible and incomparable providence of God, like a mountain that stood tall and could not be climbed.

He came for her...but not to save her, he came to kill her!

"How has God ever favored me or us?" Hu roared with disheveled hair. She turned around and her body, as solid as stone, had already opened a huge gray wound. "You don't love us, but you still want to kill us." Destruction, how cruel you are, how cruel you are..."

Liu Fuguang said nothing. He was panting and his eyes were red.

"When will the cycle of injustice stop?" He asked in a low voice, "You have killed hundreds of thousands of people in a city, can't you still fill your resentment a little?"

With tears like blood, Jian roared: "The hatred and pain of the past can never be made up for! Don't you understand? Where were you when I was sold as a bitch? I was treated like a piece of dead meat. Where were you when it was my turn to fuck you? I was pregnant again and again, and I was pregnant again and again, and my intestines were about to come out. Where were you? I had scars all over my body, scars like tumors, and I was beaten alive. Where were you when I was beaten to death?! I called you, I said God, give me some compassion, please have mercy on me! God only gave me a more severe beating and a more hateful fate!"

The bloody fangs bared out, and the beautiful and beautiful skin was completely cracked, giving it a sinister appearance.

Looking at her, Liu Fuguang slowly put down his sword.

No matter how kind-hearted he is as a woman or soft-hearted, how can we attack him again? Looking at those eyes that shed blood and tears, that pair of eyes that were once clear but now as ferocious as cinnabar... He drew the sword with determination. Now the tip of the sword was hanging down, and the light of the sword seemed to be dripping with tears of pain.

Xueyuan was suddenly stunned.

She saw the sword hanging down and the tears in the other person's eyes.

...It is really as heavy as a mountain, and no living thing can bear its weight.

Liu Fuguang completely put down his arm.

"Perhaps you are right," he said. "For six thousand years, good intentions have ceased to exist and evil intentions have flourished... I am indeed ashamed of this name, and I am ashamed of you and you."

With tears in his eyes, he asked, "Now that I'm here, how do you want me to favor you?"

Xueyuan slowly closed his mouth and looked at him sadly.

She shook her head, took a step back, and then took two steps back.

"I..." Xueyuan was trembling. For a moment, he couldn't hold it back and cried suddenly, "I no longer need you a long time ago! Missing you is missing, and belated compensation will not help me!"

Liu Fuguang said: "No one gave you a second chance before, but I will give it to you now. You go, take your disciples and grandchildren, and leave this city. I will not kill you."

Xueyuan was stunned. He had already placed the tip of the sword vertically and inserted it loudly into the ground. Most of the sword edge was submerged.

"However, if another innocent person dies in vain in your hands, this sword will definitely be unsheathed and the perpetrator will be killed. Do you understand?"

Xuejuan remained silent. She was a prostitute when she was alive, and she still acts as a prostitute for revenge after her death. For prostitutes, if someone is willing to shed tears for them, this is not considered love. Only if someone is willing to spend money for them, can it be considered true love.

Now, not only did he shed tears for her, but he also left her with the promise of a sword... Can this be considered a kind of love?

She retreated into the shadows and let out a low, dull howl. Hundreds of zombies fled from Liu Fuguang's majestic appearance, swarming around their ancestors.

Xue Jian turned around and left in a calm manner. When she left, she never looked back.

When Jin Cuixu woke up, the whole city was empty, like a dead place, and zombies were fleeing. There is only a sword as clear as water, inserted right in front of the lair, like a small piece of sunlight missing in the world.

She was stunned for a long time and spent a whole day exploring the city. Then she flew up with her sword in confusion and returned to her master's door to resume her life.

The wind filled the sky, and Liu Fuguang remained silent for a long time. Yan Huan asked softly, "What's the matter? Do you feel bad after meeting that flower girl?"

"Actually, she is right," Liu Fuguang said. "She asked for mercy from heaven. In fact, how is it different from asking for my mercy? But I can't respond to her pleas and pain..."

Dragon God lowered his head and confessed: "...I'm sorry, this is really my fault, I..."

"It is indeed your fault." Liu Fuguang said directly, which made Yan Huan's shoulders tremble.

"But, even if you didn't kill me to save her, would I have been able to save her in time? There are hundreds of millions of people who have suffered in three thousand worlds. In the end, who am I?"

He smiled bitterly and said: "I have the reputation of being the best, but I am still just a person. Even if I split myself into a hundred and eighty thousand incarnations, it will only be a drop in the bucket. It will not be able to withstand the sea of ​​sorrow and evil, and it will not be able to overcome all the wronged souls."

The words were so pale, even if Yan Huan could confuse right and wrong, he could not say a word of persuasion at this moment, because what Liu Fuguang said was also an almost eternal pain point in his heart.

"It turns out that I didn't quite understand what you said about the unfairness of heaven," Liu Fuguang seemed to be talking to himself, "because I was too young at that time. With a life span of more than two hundred years, I only understood the tip of the iceberg of the world. Until Not long ago, I truly realized that the identity of the most good and the most evil, overriding the individual, really cannot be counted as an honor, it is just an... extremely absurd and extremely ridiculous joke."

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