Thousand Blades of Death

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Exactly. If at this moment this thing that fills the inner void can be called "satisfaction".

"Broken and sighed...Can it please me?"

Exactly. If the feeling of surging at the moment can be called "joy".

At this time, Yanfeng Qili finally understood the true form of her soul.

Everything is so beautiful.

People in pain are so lovely.

The screams in my ears were so popular. The burnt remains are so ridiculous.

"...Haha."

Unable to restrain the emotion that reached the boiling point, Qi Li laughed desperately.

What a sin this is. What a cruel devil he is.

This kind of world spurned by God is actually full of bright joy.

"What am I? Hahaha, what am I!?"

Even the desperate feeling of despair is so sweet. Qi Li's body trembled with laughter. His touch from the fingertips to the top of his head was exceptionally clear and distinct.

Ah, I am alive now-

I really exist, right here—

For the first time, I realized that for the first time, I really realized my own **** with the world.

"Why is it so distorted? Why is it so filthy? I am really a descendant of Yanfeng Lizheng? Hahahaha, impossible! This is impossible! What is this!? Can my father actually give birth to a dog!?"

Qi Li found the truth from a place completely contrary to her beliefs. The result of this irony turned out to be very happy.

How many detours I have made. Are they all dreaming?

Praise the preciousness of kindness and praise the sacred beauty. It is precisely because of this truth that Qi Li believes that Qi Li has wasted more than 20 years of her life. He didn't even realize that his own nature completely contradicted such truth.

"--Are you satisfied? Qi Li."

The priest laughed so exhausted that he was short of breath but still covering his stomach, Gilgamesh asked in a calm tone.

"No, not enough. This is not enough."

Qi Li wiped the tears from the laughter and shook her head.

"Really-I finally got the answer in my life full of question marks. This is a lot of progress. However, this can't solve any problems. I just skipped the process and method of answering the question and got the answer directly. . Just like this, how can you admit me, and what can you admit?"

If God is the creator of all things, then "happiness" is the truth for all souls.

But now, a soul that violates morality and is happy exists. Qi Li also just believed that this soul is no one else but herself.

In this case, the definition of good and evil and the truth are contradictory. This contradiction cannot be ignored.

"There should be easy-to-understand reasons in the equation to derive this weird answer. No, there must be. What the **** is that... I have to ask clearly, I have to find it. Even if I exhaust my life, I have to To understand."

After smiling wildly enough, the smile seemed to remain on the sad face like the residue of the previous laugh. Maybe he will keep this expression in the future. Only accepted the truth of himself and the world, and can calmly face all calm smiles. Facing Yan Feng Qi Li's refreshing appearance, Gilgamesh nodded.

"You guys are really bored... well, I Gilgamesh just watched how you carried out your fearless faith in seeking Dao."

Qi Li looked around again, savoring the beautiful scenery brought to him by the Holy Grail.

The amount of black soil that made the whole street blaze with fire should not be enough to compare with the amount left in the Holy Grail. When all the dirt is released, what kind of **** picture will appear in front of you.

Yes-its existence, like Qi Li, is unethical. Now I want to think about it, when I saw that illusion, Qili had expectations in her heart. If such a "thing" is really born and proves its existence, it may be possible to deduce other explanations that have nothing to do with ethics.

"Everything in the world, evil--"

Somewhat anxiously thinking, Qi Li spit out the name.

It must be found again, it must be witnessed again, its birth, and its existence value.

—— Suddenly, Qili found a figure appeared from the other side of the flaming tongue.

Several windbreakers on his body were broken by the heat. Stained with black stains. The man walked on the road like a sleepwalker, and he was on the burning street.

He is the heir to the palace. Although it was unclear what happened, as he now looks, he lost Saber and survived the fire.

What does not match the domineering footsteps is the terrible momentum when he looked around, as if wandering in the scorching hell. Obviously, he was looking for something, and he was not even afraid of burying himself in order to find it.

Did he find that he couldn't kill Qili, so he chased over--

Just thinking this way, the eyes of the two intertwined. Qi Li accepted his empty eyes without shrinking.

"Then let's face it-"

Although the injuries to the right hand and left leg are still the same, Qi Li does not think he will lose at the moment. He recalled once again the unwillingness of the previous battle to win or lose. He wouldn't give up if he didn't return the color.

But things did not develop as Qi Li expected. As if in cut heir's eyes, Qi Li seemed to be transparent. He looked away casually and continued to look around, leaving aimlessly.

"..."

Full of fighting spirit was poured into a pot of cold water, and when he recovered, Qi Li discovered that there was an indescribable depression in her heart.

"Huh? What's wrong, Qili."

It seems that Gilgamesh didn't even notice the figure he cut before. Qi Li shook her head silently, which was an answer to the hero king.

Wei Gong's cut heir was obviously strange. His once sharp eyes disappeared, and his eyes were just like empty caves. He was so absent-minded that he couldn't even recognize what was near him. So, maybe he didn't even notice Qi Li's gaze.

The man has become a walking dead, and it is not worth considering him as an enemy anymore. In order to save others, he is the real loser who brings disaster. He must be looking for a survivor who can give him some comfort. It's simply stupid. Depending on his current state, it will soon disappear in this sea of ​​fire. No need to think about it anymore, this person has no meaning to himself.

——Qili explained this to himself in the heart, and at the same time, he set aside the sadness in his heart.

Even if it really became a walking dead, even if it was just a wreckage.

Even so, the Wei Palace cut heir actually disregarded Yanfeng Qili and left. This fact brought him a great sense of humiliation...

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