Ark, they don't revolve around you

Most people refused. If not, Zhuang Ning probably wouldn't have been so discouraged, right?

But that was not unacceptable. At least now Zhuang Ning could say that he didn't mind.

Only the order is different.

Even if you can have no resentment towards others, you can let go of ignoring them and pretend to please them!

But when I think about the person in front of me who is always so carefree, and thinks that maybe once you forgive her, she will really feel relieved.

Even Zhuang Ning didn't want to accept it.

——Yes, from a certain moment on, he began to hate Ling.

It's like a child hating another child. Even though he knows that he is taking his anger out on another child and that this resentment should never be directed at him, he still says:

"I don't forgive you."

Unlike the sentence "I will remember it" to Nian, this was a very straightforward confession, like a knife.

Ling's expression was slightly dull.

She finally couldn't maintain the ease of drinking alone under the moon, and a bitter, unimaginable smile appeared on her face.

"How heartless."

"Yeah, I think so too." Zhuang Ning looked down at her, "I originally wanted to say that I forgive you, but when the words came to my lips, I couldn't say them."

He looked out at this paradise, at peace with the world: "So just tell the truth, Ling."

"No matter what I do, you won't choose to forgive me?"

"Yes." Zhuang Ning's tone was particularly sincere.

"Sure enough, you can't forgive betrayal." Ling sighed.

"It has nothing to do with betrayal. This is not the first time I have been betrayed." Zhuang Ning was silent for a long time and laughed softly.

This was the first time he laughed since entering this world, as if he was laughing at Ling, or as if he was mocking his past self.

"I just simply think...why should I forgive?"

"If you replay our experiences, you will know how much I hate myself back then."

"I hate that part of myself, I hate being weak, but I can't get rid of it."

"People always need to have something to rely on, and I chose to believe in you..." Zhuang Ning rarely expressed his true feelings.

The atmosphere is so beautiful, the cold and lonely night, the bright full moon, and the beautiful fairies, it's like a fantasy.

He brought out the part of himself that was hidden.

He is neither Zhuang Ning, who is like an evil spirit who does everything he can, nor Zhuang Ning, who is like a saint who only desires the unification of Terra, integrates existing resources, and targets all possible enemies.

It has nothing to do with these grand or evil thoughts, there is only one idea that is so ordinary that it cannot be more ordinary.

Come back home.

He looked at Ling and Ling looked at him.

As if waking up from a dream, a few tears were left.

At the same time, the whole world was in turmoil.

"You don't want to lie to me, even if I can just treat this as a dream?"

"But since it's a dream, you'll wake up eventually, Ling." Zhuang Ning shook his head.

He turned around, and suddenly, a pair of arms embraced him.

The hands were a little cold, and Ling seemed to wake up.

"Well, I still can't disappear." She suppressed her tears, "My Tao heart has been disturbed, I can't let you go no matter what."

Zhuang Ning found that she seemed to want to hear this answer more, because at this moment, Ling agreed to leave this world with him.

Sui is indeed a cunning person. If Zhuang Ning really expresses his understanding, Ling will probably disappear because of the temporary satisfaction.

On the contrary, it was this rejection... maybe even Sui didn't expect that Zhuang Ning would be so determined.

The ground beneath my feet was shaking continuously, and the Peach Blossom Land collapsed. There has never been an ideal hometown that can be isolated from the rest of the world in this world.

……

……

Zhuang Ning almost forgot how much time had passed.

But when he came to his senses, he had already sent away one fragment after another.

Sui did not interfere again, but Zhuang Ning could feel his gaze. After Zhuang Ning sent away half of the fragments, the giant beast lay down and no longer made any mocking remarks or obstructions.

Therefore, the subsequent progress was so smooth that it is not even worth mentioning.

I just don’t know if it’s because of Zhuang Ning’s subconscious mind that he always sees some weird things.

Not only is there The Three Kingdoms and Journey to the West, there is even Jin Ping Mei.

After all, it was harmless, so Zhuang Ning didn't mind it too much.

Under the night sky, Zhongyue exhaled: "Really? Have they all returned?"

"Now only your second brother and Jie are left."

"Thank you."

"This is just a necessary constraint," Zhuang Ning said, no longer pretending to be a modest gentleman.

"But who has a flawless heart? In the end, we can only see what the other person does."

Zhongyue didn't mind and waved his hand: "See you in real life, Doctor."

Zhuang Ning exhaled his last breath, knowing that he should go find the person he least wanted to see in a sense.

In the final light, he saw a bamboo forest.

There was a man in black clothes under the bamboo leaves, setting up a chessboard and holding a black piece. He smiled at Zhuang Ning when he saw him.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

That would naturally be my second brother.

"Thank you for your kindness, but I didn't think I had to look for you."

"Of course I don't need to. I still want to talk to you." The cunning man showed a smile as warm as spring breeze, without a trace of coldness and hatred, and made a gesture of invitation.

Zhuang Ning sat down and looked at the chessboard: "I don't know how to play chess."

"I see that, so when I sit there doing nothing, I just substitute your thoughts and play chess with myself."

This operation was indeed magical, and Zhuang Ning found it quite interesting: "So what's the result?"

"There are wins and losses, and I have a higher chance of winning."

"Narcissism."

“It’s self-awareness.”

They didn't seem like enemies, but rather like long-lost friends.

But Zhuang Ning knew that he was not just being indifferent for the sake of appearance. This man was a venomous snake. Letting him go would mean many variables.

"I think you should free me." The man shrugged, "Because I can give you something."

"what?"

"I can guess what you're thinking, Doctor. You plan to weaken Sui through us so that you can further control Da Yan." He held his chin with his hand, "But this is not safe after all."

"If I could help you gain the magical power of the age of 100, a body like that of a celestial being, and an infinite lifespan."

"If I can allow you to replace Sui and become the emperor who truly commands the power of all the barbarians."

"If I can allow you to truly kill Sui, so that he can no longer threaten your position, Doctor, can I use this as a condition in exchange for my freedom?"

The man was full of pride and stretched out his hand.

There was indeed no need to think about it. Zhuang Ning looked at him, making sure that what he said was true, and slowly reached out to hold that hand.

……

……

The soldier crawled up on the plain.

The setting sun was blood-red, and before we knew it it was already dusk.

He had been lying among the corpses for a long time before, and he moved forward dejectedly, feeling as if he had had a terrible nightmare.

In that nightmare, the Sui beasts revived, and they fought against the terracotta warriors, with blood flowing like a river.

It is a soldier's honor to die on the battlefield, but death is still so terrifying, like an invisible beast, tightly grasping his heart.

He was very tired, but thought of his family, so he dragged his tired body forward.

Yumen no longer had its walls. The tall iron walls had vanished into thin air, and the soldier felt it was a dream, and his survival seemed like a miracle.

Fortunately, everything is over, right?

The rebellious year disappeared without a trace, so they must have won.

Thinking of this, he was filled with gratitude. No matter who brought the miracle, he would be grateful from the bottom of his heart.

But the soldier suddenly heard a sound, a deafening cry not far away.

The storm swept in and the sun sank at dusk.

In the darkness, there seemed to be an echo, singing ancient words.

"The heavens are against us, and the gods are angry. They will kill everyone and abandon the wilderness!"

The Year Beast opened its eyes again from the storm.

The soldier held the broken weapon, his teeth chattering, at a loss.

30 years old... and still alive? Is Da Yan really finished?

Even the old Taoist priest and the Grand Tutor were sweating profusely. The old Taoist priest waved his hand, and thunder suddenly appeared in the sky.

The Master was calm: "The Sui Beast is moving again. Did the Doctor lose?"

“I don’t know. I said we can’t interfere anymore…” The old Taoist priest had a gloomy look on his face.

But soon he was stunned.

Because in the storm, someone stood up and crushed the wine cup in his hand.

Facing the mountain-like giant, he woke up as if from a dream and slowly put his hand on the scabbard.

Pull out the sword of summoning souls.

As their eyes met, Zhuang Ning felt better than ever before. A little black shadow climbed up to him, contrasting with the night.

He jumped up, chopped, and slashed. His movements were like a graceful dance, responding to the mournful song coming from the storm!

"I can't go out and I can't go back, the plain is so vast and the road is so long!"

"Since the body is dead, the spirit has become a spirit, and the soul has become a ghost!"

The soldier was stunned. He looked at the figure rushing towards the Sui Beast and was actually a little moved.

He thought, perhaps in the distant ancient times, his ancestors also fought against their enemies in this way?

The wailing of the Sui Beast was endless. Although it looked powerful, it was unable to resist Zhuang Ning at all.

Only after the mountain-like giant collapsed did Zhuang Ning walk forward step by step, dragging his sword.

At this moment, he saw the woman, bleeding profusely and dying.

This is the year-old agent.

Zhuang Ning lost all his black color and returned to his original appearance, with only traces of puncture marks still visible on his chest.

But he did not stop and moved forward slowly.

He didn't even care whether there was anyone around him, the only thing in his eyes was the figure of the Sui Beast.

Sui looked at him and murmured, "You win."

"I won." Zhuang Ning nodded, raised his sword, and stabbed it hard, piercing through the agent's body.