"Jiuyou?"

Li Shier pushed Jiuyou True Lord.

The latter fell directly on the sofa.

"Don't wake him up." Nangong Ruyan stopped Li Shier and shook his head and said, "We are not sure at the moment. If everyone only has one chance to enter the Double Dragon Jade Pendant, wouldn't we waste this time doing this?"

"Yes." Li Shier nodded, stood in front of the window, and began to think about the jade pendant.

And the true Lord Jiuyou fell asleep indeed.

No response at all.

Through Nangong Ruyan's words and Li Shier's personal experience before, he inferred that Jade Perry's time was completely different from outside.

There is a feeling that it has only been a day in the world for thousands of years.

I have experienced so many things in Jade Perry and so much time, but it has only been three or five minutes since I woke up.

So Nangong Ruyan dissuaded Li Shier, and Li Shier agreed.

Three or five minutes, wait.

He was thinking outside, and Nangong Ruyan looked at the Double Dragon Jade Pendant in a daze.

The King of Jiuyou fell into a very strange state.

It was dark around.

Nothing can be seen.

There are no mountains, no sea, no sand, no wind.

There is no man in gray robe, no god of the South China Sea, no Ji Wuchen, and no Yin Feng.

There is nothing.

There is only a dark and endless world.

"What's going on?" Jiuyou Zhenjun stood in the darkness, looking around, and found that he could not see at all.

True, stretch out your hand and can't see your five fingers.

He even doubted whether there was something wrong with his eyes.

There is something around, but I can't see it myself.

But next, he saw a beam of light.

The light shone from a distance and fell on him.

A person walks out of the light.

At the beginning, he could only see a figure, but as the distance approached, he saw the outline.

Later, I saw the person's appearance clearly.

"Emperor Qinghe?" The true Lord Jiuyou exclaimed.

He looked down at himself and found that his appearance was still his own, not the body he occupied.

In other words, he is now mentally conscious.

"Is it you? Emperor Qinghe?" Master Jiuyou shouted excitedly.

But soon, he calmed down.

According to Li Shier and Nangong Ruyan, he is now in an illusion.

Everything in the illusion is not real.

But this illusion is different from the normal one.

According to Li Shier, he got happiness in it himself, and Nangong Ruyan got swordsmanship in it.

And it is a very powerful and domineering swordsmanship!

This is completely unusual.

The Lord of Jiuyou looked at the visitor vigilantly and was ready for battle at any time.

"You are Li Erniu?" The figure suddenly spoke.

As his voice came out, the surroundings began to become brighter.

The light even shook Jiuyou Zhenjun couldn't open his eyes.

"The Emperor Qinghe!" said Jiuyou Zhenjun unexpectedly: "You... know my real name?"

His real name is Li Erniu, and he was the most outstanding child of the wealthy Li family at that time.

In the ancient martial arts world, ordinary people were not qualified to touch martial arts at all.

Only nobles are qualified to practice martial arts.

And the Li family is a top aristocrat.

The original meaning of Jiuyou refers to the ghost of Jiuzhou.

The True Lord is the title of the top warriors at that time, just like the current Grandmaster.

In those days, there were only a few dozen people who could be called the True Lord.

The True Lord is already the top of this world.

Of course, except for the Emperor, and the Great Emperor.

And the King of Jiuzhou.

There are only three emperors.

The great emperor who is also the King of Jiuzhou.

The Blood Soul Emperor wandering in Jiuzhou, with a violent personality and killing people at any time.

There is also the Emperor Qinghe who is indifferent to fame and fortune and never sees people all year round, but once he takes action, he will be earth-shaking!

The one with the greatest power is the King of Jiuzhou.

The worst-known and most feared is the Blood Soul Emperor.

The dragon saw its head but not its tail, and it was the Emperor Qinghe who left countless legends.

What Jiuyou Zhenjun is facing now is his idol and his goal of faith.

Emperor Qinghe!

"I am Li Erniu, the Emperor, why are you here?" He was happy, but uneasy.

This is an illusion. Is the Emperor Qinghe in front of me true or false?

There is no way to distinguish!

"I'm in your heart, so I appeared." Emperor Qinghe put his hands behind his back, and his black hair drooped his shoulders. "The environment is born from the heart, and I appear."

"Emperor Qinghe, how did you do after that disaster?" Jiuyou Zhenjun finally asked his doubts for many years.

In that disaster, countless people died.

The martial arts world has encountered an unprecedented catastrophe.

Even if he had such strong mental power, he would have been lurking for more than five thousand years before he could come out.

"Disaster?" Emperor Qinghe smiled and said, "That is not a disaster, it is punishment, it is God's punishment for us. It is the rule, the punishment for us."

"I died and disappeared invisible. I only left some residual bodies and chances of residual souls."

When talking about his ending and the shocking disasters that year, the emperor seemed to be unwilling to accept it.

There is only indifference in words.

"You... are as strong as you, but still dead?" Jiuyou Zhenjun opened his mouth wide and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"That is the rule, the way of heaven. The stronger the person, the less likely it is to survive. Because the way of heaven is destroyed is us. On the contrary, ordinary people are all spared."

Emperor Qinghe smiled faintly and said, "Man, birth, old age, sickness and death, natural laws. There is no need to be so entangled with life and death."

"But why! God is unfair!" Jiuyou Zhenjun roared angrily: "Why do people like us want to die, but those trash can survive! This is the way of heaven! What a bullshit rule!"

The disaster that year was not without signs.

And based on what happened later, it was true that all the warriors were dead.

Those who survived were all slaves of that year.

All the nobles who once oppressed them, the martial artsmen, were dead.

Deadly, the entire martial arts world has completed its reorganization over the long years.

Everyone can practice martial arts, and everyone can become a warrior.

Jiuyou Zhenjun couldn't figure it out, and he was unwilling to give up!

Why!

This resentment has been maintained in his heart for thousands of years!

"Fair? Our existence is unfair in itself." Emperor Qinghe shook his head, "In the eyes of the heavens, we are all human beings. But we enjoy the best resources and enslave those ordinary people. In the eyes of ordinary people, we are the greatest injustice."

"So, there is no fairness in this world. If you die, you will die. When we die, the world is still running, and there is no difference from before."

"No one is irreplaceable. No one cannot die. Let go of your obsession and be an ordinary person."

Emperor Qinghe stretched out his hand, and the true Lord of Jiuyou dullly put his hand on.

"Start again." Emperor Qinghe smiled kindly, and his body turned into stars and slowly dissipated.

Inside the hotel.

Jiuyou Zhenjun opened his eyes and tears slashed across his cheeks.

"Be an ordinary person." He murmured to himself: "Regain your life."
Chapter completed!