100 million walk alone

Chapter 687 Become the Enemy of the Whole World
The road is ruthless.

In his previous life, Pei Yin complained about the Three Sages of the East. He always felt that the three land gods were so powerful, but they still watched the monsters rampage in the world, which eventually led to a murder in his hometown and the death of his family.

Later, after experiencing the end of the world, he realized that no matter whether it was a ninth-level heavenly being or even a tenth-level saint, it was impossible to protect everyone in the world.

Moreover, there is no obligation.

For him, there is essentially no difference between the end of the world today and the end of the world twenty years from now.

A group that is doomed to perish, even if it is saved today, something will still happen tomorrow.

So he could watch the tragedy happen cold-bloodedly.

If he had to take action, he would choose to solve the problem at the root first.

"Master Long, I remembered an old saying - the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility." Gu Youlan's wording was not just as simple as a program interview, she was testing Long Xiaoyao's Taoist heart.

"According to this logic, should capable people die?"

Long Xiaoyao had a different view: "I just saw Zhang Dekai come forward. Many people on the Internet praised him for his good job. But it was just a good job. Has anyone considered Zhang Dekai's end? Will he be torn into pieces? Devoured by monsters?"

Gu Youlan entered an intellectual and literary state: "I can't answer this question. Now I really want to know, Master Long, are you not going to take action and watch the tragedy happen?"

Long Xiaoyao replied: "That's what I think. Back then, Mr. Lu Shuren gave up medicine and followed literature because he discovered that people were sick of their souls and decided to use words to heal their souls. If I take action, it must be for kind people. Fight instead of being forced by a bunch of twisted and sick netizens to do things I don’t want to do.”

Gu Youlan's words became sharper: "But the current situation of society is like this, and the general environment is like this. There are many things that we can't do anything about, and those in power are also powerless."

Long Xiaoyao made a surprising statement: "Then change the status quo and capture a group of role models first."

Gu Youlan became interested: "How do you understand this typical example?"

Long Xiaoyao's routine is very cool: "There are more than 10 million people trapped in West Lake City right now. According to the logic of one life for one life, I hope that the relevant departments will criticize and re-educate the more than 10 million trolls on the Internet so that they can I publicly apologized on the platform and deeply reflected on my mistakes.”

After a pause, he got a little more ruthless: "At the same time, at a ratio of one in ten thousand, find the one thousand most unreasonable trolls who wantonly insult my family and sentence them to more than three years in prison."

As soon as these words came out, the entire network exploded.

In the live broadcast room and even in major forums, the number of netizens who cursed Long Xiaoyao was far more than 10 million, almost 100 million.

Long Xiaoyao said these words that offended everyone, which meant that he was the enemy of the whole world.

Gu Youlan couldn't help but sweat for him: "Zhenren Long, the request you made involves brand-new network regulations and requires the establishment of a new bill. The emergence of each new bill can be said to be long-lasting, and I'm afraid it will not be a short period of time. It can be done.”

Long Xiaoyao spread his hands like a bachelor: "It doesn't matter, I can afford to wait."

Gu Youlan followed the clues: "Who are you waiting for?"

Long Xiaoyao replied: "I believe some of the royal family, cabinet, and Internet Regulation Committee are watching this live broadcast. I am here today, waiting online."

Gu Youlan said worriedly: "Maybe you can afford to wait, but tens of millions of people in West Lake City cannot afford to wait."

Long Xiaoyao said carelessly: "Then let's see how efficient the relevant departments are."

At this moment, Gu Youlan saw the director making a gesture to her.

Gu Youlan lowered her head and glanced at the message content displayed on the tablet, and her tone became excited: "Dear viewers, we have just received an important hotline call. The caller is the Prime Minister of the Cabinet. We will connect the video call right now."

Next, the big screen connected to the incoming call video.

The young and powerful man in the picture is the powerful Prime Minister Cao Mingde.

Many people know that in this era, the prime minister speaks better than the little emperor.

When Cao Mingde opened his mouth, his attitude was very low: "Zhenren Long, due to the incompleteness of Internet regulations, some netizens have maliciously attacked you. I deeply apologize. But those who attack you will not include the people of West Lake City. God has If you are a good person, please lend a helping hand.”

Long Xiaoyao didn't give any face at all: "Prime Minister Cao, you can't represent the majority of netizens, and an apology is useless. If you file a case on behalf of the cabinet, I would be interested in hearing it."

Cao Mingde pondered: "Relevant laws and regulations have been discussed by the cabinet in recent years and are about to be put on the agenda. There is a detail that needs to be confirmed. How sure is Master Long of resolving the disaster in West Lake City?"

Long Xiaoyao said coldly: "What does Prime Minister Cao mean by saying that I can't handle the Nine Lives Saint Lord and everything is just empty talk?"

Cao Mingde did not take up this sensitive topic and used a euphemism: "The real person has misunderstood. Your Majesty, the Queen Mother, and even the entire cabinet want to know Zhenren Long's attitude."

Long Xiaoyao understood and expressed his position: "Let's put it this way, if I die in the battle, I will be the laughing stock of everyone after dinner. That monster can besiege West Lake City, and he can also trap more cities. In the future, you can ask for it. What a blessing."

As soon as these words came out, Cao Mingde's face changed slightly.

Those who cursed Long Xiaoyao online also quieted down.

Everyone has to think about a very realistic question: If Long Xiaoyao also dies in the battle, and the Nine Lives Saint Lord besieges major cities across the country, will everyone still be in the mood to attack Master Long's family with keyboards?

Long Xiaoyao wanted this effect and continued: "If I win by chance, I hope that the relevant laws and regulations will be officially implemented tomorrow."

Cao Mingde looked troubled: "Tomorrow? It's too hasty."

Long Xiaoyao suddenly burst out with momentum: "Prime Minister Cao might as well think about it from another angle. Can a monk who can deal with the Nine-Life Saint Lord have the ability to control a place larger than West Lake City?"

"I don't like the feeling of being betrayed. If the things promised to me cannot be fulfilled, then I don't mind coming to your door one by one and meeting netizens one-on-one."

"I'm afraid what I will do by then will be even more outrageous than the Nine Lives Saint Lord."

As soon as these words came out, let’s not say whether Cao Mingde was afraid or not, but the majority of netizens were afraid.

The trolls thought about it seriously, how powerful must a man be to defeat the Nine Lives Saint Lord?

If Long Xiaoyao comes to kill him, who can stop him?

Many of these trolls are mortals without spiritual roots. In reality, they serve tea and water to monks and can only vent their dissatisfaction online.

In the past, people dared to criticize monks just because the law does not punish everyone.

Coupled with the fact that he is in the virtual network, no one knows his identity in reality.

But when it comes to a ruthless character like Long Xiaoyao who is willful and vindictive, that's not necessarily the case.

In the past, professionals who knew Emperor Xiu revealed that a big boss like Zhang Tianshi could find out the real home addresses of trolls through their IP addresses just by saying hello.

Therefore, almost no one criticizes Zhang Tianshi on the Internet, for fear that the big boss will come to their door.

By the same token, it can be proved that the Nine-Life Saint Lord defeated Zhang Tianshi, and once Long Xiaoyao defeated the Nine-Life Saint Lord, he would definitely be the number one person in the Tang Dynasty. It is not a difficult task to find out the true identity of the troll. .

Many trolls tensed up and imagined a scene in their minds: Long Xiaoyao would come to kill him tomorrow, and he would do it whenever he met.

I saw Cao Mingde turned off the mute, picked up the phone and said a few words, then restored the volume: "I just agreed with the cabinet ministers, and His Majesty the Emperor will also issue an imperial edict. As long as Zhenren Long resolves the catastrophe in West Lake City, new regulations will be promulgated at noon tomorrow ”

"Okay, I'll go then."

After Long Xiaoyao said this, he disappeared into thin air.

At the same time, in the live broadcast of Jiangnan Satellite TV, two sword lights came through the sky.

One of the men was Long Xiaoyao, who was in the Xinyue Hotel in Chengdu not long ago.

Another iceberg beauty is the Snow Sword Fairy who rarely appears in public.

A man and a woman took off hand in hand and landed on the rooftop of the West Lake Building.

The Holy Lord Nine Lives waited until the flowers withered. He looked at Xue Shiqing and sneered, "Long Xiaoyao, you are afraid and you brought a woman to help?"

Long Xiaoyao said with a smile: "This is my wife. I want the whole world to know today that Xiling Snow Mountain is always sunny when it snows, and she is my wife."

Upon hearing this, my aunt trembled.

She didn't expect that her relationship with Xiu'er would be made public at such a time and occasion.

Just like celebrities who publicly love each other, they will always be besieged by a group of keyboard warriors.

"Let me test, Xue Jianxian is actually Long Xiaoyao's wife?" "A good cabbage was eaten by a pig!"

"Dai Jiubu, Snow Sword Immortal will be a widow soon, brothers still have a chance."

"It makes sense, Long Xiaoyao is dead."

"The Holy Lord of Nine Lives rises up and kill this dragon thief!"

You know, trolls are often unreasonable.

The current situation is exactly like this. Many people are cheering for the monster and hope that Long Xiaoyao will die soon.

Everyone knows that once Long Xiaoyao wins, not only will there be tens of millions of trolls who need to apologize, but there will also be a thousand role models waiting to be sentenced.

The battle was about to break out, and both sides took action.

The main force this time was actually Snow Sword Immortal.

Long Xiaoyao is more like a support player, assisting from time to time.

The couple joined forces and achieved outstanding results, making the Nine-Life Saint King howl and scream.

"Damn it, Snow Sword Immortal is so powerful?"

"Long Xiaoyao is not a freeloader, right? Why does it feel like he is paddling?"

"No matter how many, as long as you can win."

Even though there are many trolls, more people still hope that the young couple can defeat the monster.

Only if the human side wins can the catastrophe in West Lake City be overturned.

On the contrary, once the human race masters are defeated, the next unlucky ones may be more than just one West Lake City.

In the live broadcast, Long Xiaoyao and Xue Jianxian teamed up to fight the Nine Lives Saint for hundreds of rounds.

The Nine-Life Sage was under great pressure and even used his special skill "Tmall Ghost Claw".

Hua Manshan and Huayue Shiqi, who watched the live broadcast, felt quite complicated.

From a rational point of view, they hope that the young couple can win, otherwise the entire Datang Dynasty will end up unimaginable.

From a personal perspective, the grandfather and grandson hoped that Long Xiaoyao would die suddenly on the spot.

Yesterday, Master Long gave an ultimatum. The Hua family must give an answer before dark today.

Huayue Shiqi felt sick at the thought of being Pei Xiu's sword slave.

Throughout the ages, how can any class teacher act as a sword slave for students?
Huayue Shiqi saw the defeat of Zhang Tianshi and the defeat of Emeishan Niuzhen from the live TV broadcast. She concluded a profound truth - as long as Long Xiaoyao wins, he will be the new number one in the Tang Dynasty.

In other words, Teacher Hua is destined to be a sword slave.

Even the royal family and the cabinet were forced by the situation to agree to the arbitrary conditions proposed by Long Xiaoyao. What could the Jiuzhaigou Hua family do to refuse?
The nervous Huayue Shiqi saw a glimmer of hope.

I saw the Holy Lord of Nine Lives using his ultimate killing move, sending Long Xiaoyao and Xue Shiqing flying backwards with a groan.

A man and a woman were like kites with broken strings, pulled by a force and fell into the West Lake.

The West Lake, which was originally blocked by fog, suddenly dispersed.

Following the drone tracking, the audience saw thousands of monks soaking in the West Lake.

They are all high-ranking monks who are above the elixir formation stage.

"The demon father of nine sons makes all living beings slaves!"

A loud shout from the Nine-Life Saint Lord was heard, and thousands of monks suddenly suspended in mid-air, like prey stuck in a spider's web.

A scarlet blood line flew out from between everyone's eyebrows, gradually converging into nine blood cells.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the monster is tempering something with the life essence and blood of so many high-level monks.

In an instant, nine monks were trapped in the blood ball, namely Bai Lan, Zhang Tianshi, Emei Sijianxiu, Long Xiaoyao, and Xue Shiqing. The last blood ball shrouded the body of the Nine-Life Saint Lord.

The nine blood cells formed a certain connection, and the eight targets seemed to be delivering some kind of energy to the Nine-Life Saint.

"not good!"

Master Niu from Mount Emei exclaimed: "This evildoer wants to make us into puppets!"

Zhang Tianshi lost all hope and cried out sadly: "Heaven will destroy our Tang Dynasty, and God will destroy our human race!"

The audience who watched the live broadcast heard the voice clearly and became despairing.

Nowadays, everyone is no stranger to the Nine-Life Saint Lord. Many people know that this monster once refined Tang Wanshan and Huanglong Sword Immortal into clones.

If even big Zidan masters like Zhang Tianshi were refined into clones, no one would dare to imagine the consequences.

"The monster deliberately selected eight real people of Zidan for refining?"

"Isn't that obvious enough?"

"What would happen if the eight real Zidan people became puppets?"

"The end of the Tang Dynasty."

"The end of the world."

"..."

The barrage stopped again.

If there were trolls before who were hoping for Long Xiaoyao's quick death, then now, even the most capable trolls are hoping that Long Xiaoyao can stand up.

One Nine-Life Saint Lord is terrifying enough, and coupled with eight such powerful purple pill puppets, it is enough to destroy everything.

At this moment, everyone understood what the Nine Lives Saint Lord wanted to do.

But everyone was helpless and watched the tragedy happen.

Despair is also contagious, and in an instant, people seem to see the end of the world.

Suddenly, a very fast troll posted a barrage: "Long Xiaoyao, stand up. As long as you kill this monster, let alone a public apology, you can stand on your head and eat history, no problem!"

This sentence expresses the sentiments of many trolls.

The barrage was uniform, and three words appeared: On the top floor...

The trolls who dare to stand on their heads and eat history are not much worse off.

A cloud of blood mist suddenly exploded, and a man who looked like a god descending from heaven emerged.

The person who broke the blood ball was Long Xiaoyao.

With a wave of his hand, thousands of monks fell back into the lake.

At the same time, the blood cells that surrounded Zhang Tianshi and others also collapsed.

Wow!
The Holy Lord of Nine Lives spat out a mouthful of blood and looked at Long Xiaoyao in disbelief: "You...why...why can you come out?"

Long Xiaoyao floated in the air and said slowly: "I thought you had some unnatural means, but I didn't expect this. I'm so disappointed."

(End of this chapter)