He and It

Liu Fuguang expressed congratulations. More than ten years have passed in the mirror, but he and Yan Huan still have not been able to find a way to leave. It seems that the mirror is determined to let them stay here.

With the guidance and help of the cultivators, Chishui's army almost never suffered defeat. The name of Chishui King spread throughout the sand sea. He was named a benevolent man. Under his control, many formerly cruel rulers now had to use Treat the citizens with a gentle strategy to prevent their hearts from being won over by him.

It seems that everything is going in the right direction.

Until one day, perhaps many years later, Liu Fuguang will remember that day clearly.

——That day, it suddenly became dark.

Seven days passed after the strange solar eclipse. Seven days later, several countries in the sand sea unexpectedly united to attack Chishui. At the same time, rumors spread even more widely, echoing lightly across the land.

Many people say that King Chishui is the culprit of the severe drought because he is the Drought Demon. Only by completely destroying the Drought Demon's body can this never-ending drought be stopped.

Rumors were spreading. King Chishui wanted to discuss countermeasures with Liu Fuguang, but he could not because from the moment the solar eclipse turned, the mirror completely separated Liu Fuguang and placed him in the same space as Yan Huan.

His teacher is gone.

King Chishui didn't want to believe this fact, but the reality didn't allow him to collapse. Chishui's army immediately gathered and went to war with the powerful armies of several countries. Decades of accumulation were wasted in one go. After years of fighting, King Chishui had never seen such a crazy army, just like...just like that solar eclipse that made people Mutated, they began to become extremely bloodthirsty and easy to kill.

The bone-deep chill eroded into his blood vessels again. He didn't know if he could win, or even if he could survive this wave of madness.

Cities were conquered one after another, and the armies who could not distinguish between ourselves and the enemy turned the battlefield into a slaughterhouse. Battle reports recording "people cannibalism" flew to his desk like snowflakes. People's hearts are so impetuous and violent that even the physiological needs of eating and drinking cannot suppress people's increasing aggression.

Something is changing, a change that cannot be reversed. King Chishui knows this very well, but defeat is an irreversible decline. After all, a person can defeat another person, but it is difficult to defeat a murderous madman.

At that moment, King Chishui suddenly understood a truth so deeply.

——Perhaps, people can only unite when facing a common enemy.

This truth was so cruel that it was almost humorous. On the day when the main city of Chishui was also breached by the fanatical crowd, King Chishui just stood up and faced the dark sky blankly.

His beard and hair have turned white from fatigue and fear, like an old man in his twilight years.

Teacher, I have read in ancient books that Chishui is the place of exile for the Goddess Ba. She fought for the people, but the people still abandoned her. Is it possible that the royal family of Chishui are the true descendants of the God of Sin? Woolen cloth?

Without answering, Liu Fuguang watched helplessly as the city was reduced to a sea of ​​blood and fire. King Chishui was still alive when he was dragged from the palace to the square by the crowd as his strength weakened from the deadly battle.

He was still alive when he was skinned and fleshed out, cut into pieces and sacrificed to heaven.

The frantic sea of ​​people shouted the name of heaven. They dedicated this descendant of the sinful god, the merciful king, to heaven and earth. Can it rain heavily in this way?

When he was ten years old, he rushed back to the palace in a hurry. Today, he finally became his dead end.

"He is the God of Drought..." Liu Fuguang murmured in endless bitterness, "King Chishui... he is really the God of Drought."

Yan Huan squeezed his shoulders and was about to open his mouth to comfort him when the world in the mirror turned upside down and the scene was traced back, as if in an instant, or in the torturous decades, the rioting scene changed again and again, and finally returned to a magnificent palace.

The young Chishui King stood up with his sword in hand and said in surprise: "Who are you?!"

Yan Huan still kept reaching out and looked up. This time, the person who was kicked out was himself. Before Liu Fuguang's tears dried, he was already standing in another space, looking at him blankly.

Yan Huan turned around, looked at the frightened young king, and said expressionlessly: "I am your grandfather."

Chapter 230 Ask Here (Fifty-Eight)

Liu Fuguang was still thinking about the origin of that damn solar eclipse. When he heard what Yan Huan said, his face turned dark and he said, "Yan Huan, be polite."

King Chishui's hair exploded and he shouted: "Devil, just die!"

With that said, the long sword was unsheathed and slashed at Yan Huan's head.

Yan Huan absent-mindedly stretched out two fingers. The blade of the sword got stuck on the first knuckles of his index and middle fingers. It was as if it was stuck in an indestructible mountain. The tip of the sword did not move at all, and there was no way he could move forward.

The Dragon God looked at the young king up and down. For more than ten years, his lover and this mortal were in the same time and space, facing each other day and night. Even if this was a trick of the world-viewing mirror, Yan Huan still itched his hands and teeth. He just wanted to follow the previous steps. A way to die once, and then a mini game of death by a thousand cuts.

"Heaven on earth?" Yan Huan smiled playfully, "Mortal, do you also want to be a philosopher king?"

King Chishui's expression changed, knowing that his confession had been heard by the ominous man in front of him. He wanted to call the guards, but for some reason, he answered the man's question as if he was possessed.

"I don't know what you are talking about. You and I are not the same person. Leave my palace and my country immediately!"

"Of course the devil's wish can only attract the devil himself." After thinking about it, Yan Huan loosened his fingers and noticed something interesting. He walked slowly and hovered next to Liu Fuguang, "What's wrong? Don't you want to end your nightmare and realize your ideal?"

Yan Huan stopped and looked at the pale King Chishui.

The mirror put them here in batches to face the Chishui King alone. There must be some way to it.

"As long as you nod, I can help you. Think about your wishes and your wonderful world..."

King Chishui looked at him with fear and waved the long sword in his hand in vain: "Get away, devil, get away!"

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