It's hell, my lord

He was inexplicably angry, but Ming smiled and pulled him into his arms, and gently touched his head: "The new life of a life means that it has to take on a responsibility. As small as a flower and a grass, they They must work hard to grow and reproduce. When it is big enough for a country and a country, they have to support their families and defend the country, and fulfill their mission. And this is the mission I was born with. I can't let chaos be rampant. I am the only god in the world, the only living creature. "

"But, it's not fair." Qing Lang looked up at him with tears in his eyes: "The smallest ants in the world can go out in pairs, and even mayflies can live according to their own nature. Then why can't you?"

Ming sat quietly on the spot, no stars or moon could be seen above the palace, and there was also a dark cloud below: "Why are there so many?"

He raised his sleeve and wiped Qing Lang's tears, and said expressionlessly: "There are many things in this world that you can't figure out why. It's like your power being coveted by those ghosts in hell, like everyone in heaven. You are all vain and submissive to me, this is probably the price of being born a god, and it is an accessory of your not being mediocre."

Ming paused, then asked again: "Understood?"

"I don't understand." Qing Lang glared at him, like a dingy wild cat, running off to nowhere.

Ming raised his head towards the blue sky that never changes day and night, and suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly.He himself said it nicely, but he was also confused: "I don't understand either..."

After that, Ming never saw Qinglang who was clinging to him every day again. The palace was very big, and Ming was not willing to use spells to pull him out.If you don't want to see him, you don't want to see him. Let him do whatever he likes.

Qing Lang actually went into hiding, and he had practiced hard for more than ten years with an ancient scroll that controlled mana given to him by Ming.There is no day and night in the sky, and he has no clear concept of time, nor is he tired or hungry. When he walked out of the house, the palace was still as quiet as a day for a hundred years.

There was a reason why he came out of the house that day. Qinglang was originally transformed from hell, and he also had a vague sense of the chaos hovering below.Just now, he suddenly felt the power coming out of the cocoon from the depths of the ground.

"Father?" Qing Lang felt that something was wrong, and after thinking about it, he still used this title that he didn't usually use very much.It's just that the person who always takes advantage of it and responds with "Hey" is nowhere to be seen.

"Ming?" Qing Lang searched the palace up and down, but he didn't find any sign of this person, even his usual favorite little rattan duck was gone.

Qing Lang inexplicably felt panic in his heart, as if something was bound to happen in the dark, and it was not a good thing anyway.He didn't know how long he waited, but still didn't see Ming come back, so he couldn't bear to step out of Ming's palace, even though the man had told him not to step out of the palace without his permission.

The outside is completely different from what Qing Lang saw when he first came here. Originally, there were immortals coming and going on this road, which was called lively, but now there is not even a shadow of a loose immortal.Walking around on the Qinglang road without knowing it, he touched the old man's house, only to see that there was only one fairy boy left in Nuoda.

Qing Lang grabbed the gatekeeper Xiantong by the collar, and asked ferociously, "Why are you alone?"

The gatekeeper fairy boy Xu Shi has never seen such a temper that is completely different from the gentle appearance, stammering: "The two gods... the seal back then was broken, the chaos leaked out, and the immortals have all gone to hell to find a solution .”

"Where is Ming? Did you go too?"

Little Fairy Boy: "Of course...you put me down first, the two High Gods have gone, I'm afraid you want to follow the example of those two High Gods in the past."

As soon as Qing Lang let go of his hand, the little fairy boy slid to the ground. He let out an "ouch" and muttered in a low voice, "Which god is this? It's so rude. When the elders come back, I'll draw up a letter of report... ..."

Qinglang couldn't hear the words behind, and he didn't have the energy to listen, and he returned to hell in a hurry. The oppression and boundless darkness here made him uncomfortable, as if he was unwilling to accept the fact that he was born here in the first place.

The pitch-black Wangchuan River was churning, ready to swallow all the ghosts and immortals, but most of them stood outside the circle, not daring to take half a step closer. Ming, who was dressed in white, stood facing another Shangshen who had never met before. Jujue has a taste of being at home.

Qing Lang rushed over recklessly, but was stopped by several immortals. Qing Lang found that their eyes showed a bit of respect for him: "No."

Qing Lang would not listen to them, he raised his hand and knocked several immortals a few meters away, Ming noticed this, made a trick, the round mold glowing with golden light surrounded Qing Lang, and brought him into the center of chaos: "deep!"

Ming smiled, and pressed him into her arms, Qinglang's head could already touch the tip of his nose: "It's grown taller."

Yun Yi next to him suppressed the floating chaos again, and said half-jokingly: "Hurry up if you want to reminisce about the old days, I'm a loner, I'm so jealous, I'm not willing to go all out if I'm not careful."

Ming didn't answer him, he has been standing here for several hours, and it's really a bit embarrassing for everyone to wait.Although Qing Lang was at a loss, he basically guessed at this moment. He grabbed Ming's clothes nervously and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Yun Yi suddenly laughed: "Ming, what do you think we are going to do?"

Mingzheng broke Qinglang apart in awe-inspiring way: "Be a sacrifice to the common people in this world."

Qing Lang glanced at his eyebrows: "But your people in the world, they don't know, they don't know that there is someone like you who fills up the chaos for them!"

Yun Yi: "Hahaha, what you said makes sense. All living beings are still sleeping comfortably on the ground." But this is the way this world is, even if you alone endured landslides and ground cracks, and sacrificed for righteousness fearlessly, time doesn't matter. I will not stop for you alone, and the common people will not know about it, let alone feel sorry for you.

The water is still rushing to the lake and the sea; the sun is still rising and the moon is setting in the blue sky; everything in the world is still in a hurry.People who have lived for a long time will always understand this truth, and it is always impossible to accurately measure gains and losses.

"Don't wait, let's start." Ming Wang looked at the sky where there was no sunlight, and sent Qing Lang out again with earnestness, and strengthened the barrier in the dangerous area: "Elders, no matter what, please don't let anyone Come in."

"Go to God and rest assured."

Ming secretly stuffed a straw duck into Qing Lang's hands, and tears streamed down his face before he knew it.It's not that I'm a product of the heart of hell, the blood is cold, and the heart is not born to feel warmth and love.Then why... will there still be tears?

Yun Yi looked at it and seemed to be a little bit reluctant, always felt that he seemed to be waiting for something: "Why don't I go first, it's enough to seal it for another hundred years, and you can make it up when the time comes."

Ming shook his head, and sealed the gap in one go. Although it could not be done once and for all, with their abilities, at least there would be no problem for thousands of years.If the power is evenly distributed, it will be greatly reduced.

"It's okay, don't wait, he probably...wouldn't come." Ming motioned to Yun Yi, a dazzling white light burst from the center of the chaos, Qing Lang tried several times to no avail, and was dragged away by a group of immortals. With red eyes, he threw several immortals out, and Ming sent his saber to swing randomly in the air a few times, severely wounding several immortals.

The immortals had never seen someone with such formidable strength who hacked at people unreasonably, and immediately retreated one by one, not daring to step forward.Qing Lang yelled at them: "Don't let him die!"

An elder stood up: "This is helpless, if this chaos is released..."

Qing Lang couldn't help saying that he pierced the elder from Tianling Gai with a sword from top to bottom: "I am not as good-tempered as Ming, and I don't want to listen to nonsense. Just a word, Ruoming is dead...then I ask all the immortals to help you too." Sacrifice all the people in the world."