Emperor's Domination

The breeze blew past, as if it was gently brushing the tips of people's hair, and it seemed to be reverberating weakly between the world and the earth. It seemed that this was the only spiritual energy in this world.

"You are here." At this moment, a voice sounded. This voice sounded weak, weak, and seemed to be a whisper from a dying person.

"Here." Li Qiye lay down, motionless, enjoying the rare breeze.

At this moment, on another recliner, there was an old man, an old man who was already very thin. The old man was lying there, as if he hadn't moved for millions of years. If he didn't speak, it would make people Thought he was a corpse.

The old man just lay down like this. He did not speak, but his voice drifted with the breeze, as if a life spirit was whispering in his ear.

"I'm going to die too." The old man's voice floated softly. It was so unreal. It seemed to be a dream in the dark night, and it seemed to be a kind of hypnosis. Such a voice not only heard in the ear, it seemed It is to be engraved in the soul.

"Live another three or five epochs." Li Qiye also said softly. The words were very light, but they were so firm. These soft words seemed to have made a decision for the old man.

The old man smiled bitterly, and said, "I have also posted all the afterglow I should send. There is no difference between living and dying."

"As the world says, it's better to die than to live." Li Qiye's voice seemed to make people dream, and it seemed to sneak into the depths of the soul.

"You said, that's just the world, I'm not the world." The old man said: "A good death is a good death after all. What is the meaning of a bad life."

"Yes." Li Qiye agreed with these words, and said: "Nine-day real dragon, after all, has the pride of nine-day real dragon. Real dragon, there will be no humble ants in the end. Shoal depression pool, can not trap real dragon, it is not real The land of dragon eyes."

"It's just one death. I haven't been so sad, and it's not that I haven't died." The old man is open-minded and laughs very calmly. It seems that when you hear this kind of laughter, it's like sunlight falling on you. His body is so warm, so cheerful, and so free.

At this moment, the length of life is not important anymore. There is no difference between a thousand years as a moment and a moment like ten thousand years.It seems that this is the eternity between geniuses, everything is so free.

"It's my spoiled love." Li Qiye smiled and said, "It's more free and easy than me."

"Everything that should go is gone, and the ages are also withered." The old man smiled and said, "I don't need this old bone to be seen by posterity, and there is no need to talk about it."

"Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren." Li Qiye smiled and said: "If he is the generation of the sky, he will sing forward. If he is not the descendant, don't admit it, why don't they worry about it."

"With your side of the world, I feel at ease." The old man said with a smile: "So, I also let them go early, this broken place, I can just stay with my old bones."

"There is nothing wrong with this." Li Qiye smiled and said, "The avenue is always lonely. It is not you who travel, or I am alone. It is always going to set sail. The difference is just who set sail. ."

"It's time for you to set sail." The old man said lightly.

Li Qiye couldn't help being silent. He opened his eyes and looked at the sky shrouded in clouds and mist, as if, above the distant sky, there was a road leading to a deeper and farther place. That road had no end. There is no end, it seems that millions of years have passed, and there is no end.

"Do you feel that you are old?" The old man couldn't help but smile.

Li Qiye couldn't help but laughed, and said, "So many old guys are still alive. If I say they are old, it seems a bit too early. Compared with those old things, I am just an eighteen-year-old. It's just a young man."

"You said that, I, an old thing, should die sooner, lest a bastard like you don't admit that he is old." The old man couldn't help laughing, and between talking and laughing, life and death are so open-minded, it doesn't seem to be so. important.

"I'll wait for that day." Li Qiye smiled and said, "The world will reincarnate. I believe that we can wait for some years. The years are good. Maybe it's you old things. Young people like us still want Fight the waves and the air."

"Bo Lang hits the air." When he mentioned these four words, the old man couldn't help but feel very emotional. In a trance, it seemed that he had also seen his youth and youth, what a passionate years, and how arrogant it was. Over the years, the eagle hits the sky and the fish flies in the shallow bottom. Everything is full of stories of lofty ambitions.

Above the nine heavens, he sprinkled blood; at the end of the galaxy, he traveled alone; among the ten thousand ways, he developed mystery... all the aspirations, all the blood, all the passions, it was just like yesterday .

"It's good to be alive." The old man couldn't help but said with emotion, "But it's not bad to die. My bones are still worth a few cents, maybe I can fatten the earth."

"That's true." Li Qiye said with a smile: "I'm dead, I'm afraid it will be poisoned forever. Maybe, billions of dollars are gone."

"That's possible." The old man couldn't help but laughed, and said: "When you die, it must be a stinking relic for thousands of years. At that time, the bulls, ghosts and snakes will come out and step on the foot. Wait and wait with the ominous crow, you don’t want to be stinking for thousands of years, it’s a bit difficult."

"It's pretty good." Li Qiye didn't mind, smiled, and said: "If you have a stinky forever, let it be stinky for a thousand years. The world has nothing to do with me."

"A dark crow is a dark crow." The old man said with a smile: "No matter how bad the smell is, don't worry, you still can't die."

Li Qiye smiled and couldn't help being silent. After a while, Li Qiye also said softly: "Sometimes, it's better to die, and to live is not necessarily better than death."

"But you can't die." The old man said lightly: "If you die, who will harm you for thousands of years."

"That's right." Li Qiye nodded slightly, and said: "In this world, no one will harm you, no one will toss about it, then it will be too peaceful. The world is too peaceful, the sheep will be too fat, and there will be people everywhere. ."

"When I show my fangs," the old man said lightly.

Li Qiye couldn't help but smiled and said, "I'm waiting. I've been waiting for a long time. They don't show their fangs. I'm still a little troublesome."

"Or, someone is just like you, waiting for this time." The old man said slowly. At this point, the breeze seemed to have stopped, and the atmosphere seemed a bit solemn.

"Yes." Li Qiye nodded lightly and said: "In this world, there are beasts that eat fat sheep, but there are also beasts that eat beasts fiercely."

"Perhaps, there is a very fierce ultimate." The old man said slowly.

Li Qiye smiled, and couldn't help touching his cheek, and said: "You say this as if the word'extremely fierce' is engraved on my face. I have to look in the mirror carefully. I am the fierce one."

"Perhaps, you may be the ultimate." The old man couldn't help laughing.

Li Qiye couldn't help but smiled faintly, and said: "Who is the ultimate, then it is hard to say, the final big winner, dare to say that the ultimate."

"God is a thief." The old man smiled and opened his eyes at this time. His eyes have no gods, but his eyes are like an endless universe. In the deepest part of the universe, there is a little bit of light. Such a small amount of light seems to be able to light up the whole world at any time, and it can generate hundreds of millions of creatures at any time.

"God thief." Li Qiye sighed, smiled, and said: "There really is such a day when you die in the hands of God thief, that can be regarded as a wish."

"But you can't." The old man reminded him.

Li Qiye smiled, sighed softly, and said, "Yes, I can't, maybe anyone can, but I can't."

"It's too difficult to die these days. You can't die either." Li Qiye couldn't help but shook his head with a smile, and said: "I want to find a way to die, I want a more comfortable death posture. That's impossible. It's too hard for me. To live this way, can anyone be more sad than me?"

"The way you choose, you have to walk down on your knees." The old man smiled.

Li Qiye couldn't help but laughed and said, "I came to you to find something useful, not to let you pierce me with a knife."

"Anyway, I am also a dying person, and I can't pierce you for too long." The old man said.

Li Qiye smiled and said, "It's too early to say this. The bastard can always live a long time, not to mention that you live longer than the bastard."

The old man couldn't help but smile.

"I lost." Finally, the old man said such a sentence.

These were three words that were understatement, three words that are light and windy, but at this moment, the atmosphere suddenly became dignified, as if the weight of tens of thousands of pounds was pressing on people's chests.

"It's not surprising that you are also old and you are no longer as brave as you were." Li Qiye said softly with emotion.

The old man sighed softly and said, "There is nothing to say. If you lose, you will lose. Even if I regain the courage of the past, I am afraid I will lose. The milk is strong, absolutely strong."

"I know." Li Qiye nodded slightly and said: "It is very powerful, the most powerful one."

"You have to fight the thief God, I'm afraid, you have to fight him first." The old man finally said slowly, "Are you ready?"

"Perhaps, the thief won't give us a chance." Li Qiye also said slowly.

The old man said: "It is more likely that he will not give you this opportunity. However, you'd better fight him first, otherwise, there will be endless troubles."

"What do you think of him?" Finally, Li Qiye said.

The old man was silent for a moment, and finally, he said, "I don't believe him."