The road is long, take it and cherish it

Facing Jin Shuo's question, Yue was silent for a long time before slowly speaking.

"The truth is exactly the opposite. That sword you just made, if I make any mistake, that sword will cut my neck without any hindrance. From the beginning to the end, you are the only one who underestimated yourself. I don't know if you have suffered." What kind of stimulation makes you want to kill me so eagerly to prove something to someone, but I advise you to turn back as soon as possible..."

Hearing this, Jin Shuo seemed to be stimulated by something again. You could see that his spirit was visibly weakened. His pupils trembled violently. He couldn't help but reached out and hugged his head with his palms. He covered his ears hard and murmured tremblingly.

"Looking back, looking back again, but where else can I go? There is no way out behind me, only an endless abyss left!"

Yue Yue saw that he had fallen into deep self-doubt and hesitated for a long time. Just when he was about to grease his feet and leave this place of right and wrong, Jin Shuo's voice came again.

"I lost this time. When we meet next time, I will try my best to kill you or be killed by you. I can't go back, so I hope you won't let me down too much when we meet next time. Also, before that, stay away from all gods, I don’t want you to die meaninglessly in their hands.”

In his few words, Yue felt endless sadness rushing towards him, but that was caused by his own past. After thinking about it, Yue swallowed back all the comforting words.

But the second half of the other person's sentence suddenly told him to be careful about the gods, which made Yue feel very confused. Yue felt a little uneasy in his heart. Could it be that the Black King's affairs were exposed and other gods had already targeted the Black King?

After Yue sighed in her heart, she glanced at Jin Shuo one last time, then stepped on her sword again and walked around him before flying towards the distance again.

When passing by Jin Shuo, Yue said lightly.

"I hope we will never see each other again. While there is still time and opportunity, let's do something meaningful that we really like."

After waiting for the moon to leave, Jin Shuo slowly landed on the ground. His originally black hair now had a little more white hair. He looked at the long sword in his hand, which had always been his pride. When he was a child, he once held a wooden sword and swung a bright sword light to kill the tiger that attacked the village. At that time, he was so high-spirited that the villagers in the village saw that he had the power of a god. Later, he admired him so much that countless villagers rushed to bring food to his home. When he was only seven years old at that time, countless villagers brought their daughters to his home to get engaged to him first. .

For this reason, they even fought in their own homes, and the fight was bloody. In the end, it was their parents who came forward to end the farce.

But the good times didn't last long. After that day, everything changed. The messenger of the gods suddenly came to the village.

Later, due to poor reception or other trivial reasons, the messenger became angry and killed many villagers. The angry villagers rose up to resist but were crushed to death as easily as ants.

Later, some villagers thought of themselves. They came to the door of their homes, crying and clamoring to kill the messenger who was dominating the village. At that time, he was arrogant, ignored his parents' obstruction, and followed those people. The villagers went to find the messenger with wooden swords in hand.

But the result can be imagined. In the eyes of the opponent, his sword light is just a ridiculous trick that can be destroyed with a wave of his hand.

The final result was that the wooden sword in his hand was easily broken. Perhaps because of his young age, the messenger did not kill him immediately. He kicked me to the ground over and over again, trampling his dignity on him. under the feet.

At that time, I was really scared. The villagers who followed me dispersed after seeing that I was outmatched. When I came back to my senses, only I and the messenger were left. His Even today, laughter still lingers in his heart and lingers.

Later, maybe he got tired of playing, so he kicked himself out. The pain all over his body was unbearable, and he began to call his parents' names softly, as if this was the only way to make his body less painful.

But precisely because of this, the demon seemed to have thought of something interesting and laughed to himself.

Afterwards, he called the villagers and asked them to perform a ceremony and kill my parents in front of me.

At that time, Jin Shuo was completely panicked. He knelt down in front of the messenger and begged him over and over to let his parents go. But such begging for mercy was completely meaningless. On the contrary, it made the devil even more excited. .

After receiving his instructions, the extremely cowardly villagers behaved like dogs wagging their tails begging for food. They brutally kicked open the doors of their homes, knocked out their parents, and brought them to the square.

Then, right in front of his eyes, his parents were burned alive by the villagers, and their cries of death resounded throughout the square.

At that time, Jin Shuo kept praying in his heart for someone to help him and save his parents, but until their wailing disappeared completely, the miracle still did not happen.

Everything came to an abrupt end with the messenger's laughter.

Maybe it was because he was having too much fun, or maybe there were other reasons, Jin Shuo didn't know. Anyway, after that night, the demon left their village, and he actually survived like a dead dog.

At that time, he was covered in injuries and he lay in the square for three whole days. Not a single villager even looked at him or gave him a bite to eat.

At that time, when he was dying of consciousness, he knew in his heart that it was because he had lost his parents and had no value, and they wanted him to die quietly.

But fate loves to play tricks on himself. That day, a brilliant beam of light fell from the sky and enveloped him. A majestic voice asked him only one question.

"Life or death?"

The strong will to survive allowed him to briefly regain a sense of consciousness. At that time, he did not hesitate at all, because at that time he had nothing but the overwhelming hatred in his heart.

And the price he paid for it was only half of his soul. After becoming the envoy of the Golden Emperor, he not only recovered from all his injuries, but also gained unparalleled power and his own swordsmanship with the gift of the golden mask. It finally bloomed with its due light.

Later, he personally killed all the 135 villagers in the village. He chose the same way as they did to his parents, and burned them all to death in the village.

After doing this, he originally wanted to seek revenge on the original messenger, but later, through inquiring, he learned that the messenger had been casually crushed to death by the god above his head for some reason.

After losing his target, he didn't feel any relief, nor did he feel the joy of getting revenge. From then on, he was like a puppet, everything he did was just to please his master.

Because if he didn't do this, he was afraid that one day he would be abandoned again. He had already died once, and he didn't want to experience that feeling again in his life.