Chapter 66: The Queen's Legacy (5)

When Qi Leren was held in his arms by Ning Zhou, he couldn't help feeling sorry for the person.
He thought, he could never give up Ning Zhou, if he couldn't even stand by Ning Zhou, how lonely and hopeless would he be.
"Power comes at a price," Ning Zhou whispered in his ear. "If I finally lose myself and become my own most terrified and disgusting devil ... if there is one day, you must ... kill Got me. "
Qi Leren's chest seemed to be slammed with a heavy hammer, and he was so pained that he couldn't breathe, sour tears burst out suddenly, he rested his head on Ning Zhou's shoulder and shook his head vigorously. At this moment, he clearly knew that he couldn't do it.
He is not a Virgin Mary, and cannot kill his favorite person in order to protect humanity. He is just an ordinary to selfish person. He can do his best to stop Ning Zhou from falling, even if he has to sacrifice his life. But if there is one day, when the world and his lover are placed on the two ends of the same balance, the balance will only tilt to his lover.
Qi Leren who was driven to despair by this cruel fate even thought, what is the relationship between world peace and him? Who would be grateful to a saint who has fallen into a demon? If Ning Zhou really did this, would he still want to kill Ning Zhou for "justice"?
"If there is one day, I will accompany you." Qi Leren choked and said, "you must, you must not leave me."
The Qile people knew what kind of person Ning Zhou was. He had long noticed the self-sacrifice and dedication personality of Ning Zhou. After experiencing the demonic torture, this personality has even tilted towards self-destruction. .
Ning Zhou can sacrifice for others, but he does not want others to do it for him. He regards giving as a reward from God and never considers getting a reward. He doesn't want to drag anyone down. If one day he really falls, he will definitely let go of his hand before falling into and let the person he loves stay in the world.
Because he firmly believes that this is better for Zhile people, but for Zhile people, he wants to be with the person he loves, don't care if he is a human or a demon, or whether it is human or hell.
Ning Zhou did not answer, just like that night on the balcony, he did not answer.
But this time Qi Leren didn't bear it anymore.
"I'm telling you seriously, I don't accept your self-righteous decision." Qi Leren broke free from the embrace of Ning Zhou, and said to him with anger for the first time, "You think this is for my good , But have you thought about how I feel? "
Ning Zhou was silent for a long time. After a long time, he sighed, and said to the musician, "Look at your feet."
The Qile people turned their heads and looked at the lower part of the altar. The temple of this cult ritual had collapsed more than half, the dome had collapsed, the pillars had fallen, everything was slowly and unstoppably collapsed, and after the aging of the heart of the prophet was over, The white flowers have changed back to their original appearance-a broken arm stump and dripping blood all over the place are bloodier and more horrible than the wrecked Valentin tribe.
The sky was so that it caused pantothenic acid in the stomach. In the tense environment just now, Qi Leren didn't notice it, but when he looked at this on the earth, he still couldn't bear to look closely, and avoided his eyes.
Ning Zhou was not surprised.
He and the Qile people have not been together for a long time, and most of the time they are still in the state of each side, and the days of true frankness are only a few days. But he knows what kind of person Qi Leren is. He is brave and strong. Most of the beautiful qualities of human beings can be found on him, but this cannot hide that he is a naive and grew up in a greenhouse. young people.
He must have a warm family, parents who love him, and good teachers and friends along the way. He had a happy first half of his life, so he learned how to love others generously.
The petted children will also become excellent people when they grow up. Their eyes on the world are gentle, and there is a childlike innocence and cruelty. Their love for the world is selfish. They love lightly and hate easily. Once hit, they are too easy to turn good love into deep hatred.
Qi Leren saw the cruelty of the nightmare world. He had a glimpse of the panther in his tube. He had not seen the real horror. He had not defeated the devil in his heart, so he would not know how to still love the world after suffering. What it feels like.
He felt that he could not kill Ning Zhou, and would rather accompany him to sink, but he had never seen a Ning Zhou who had lost himself in the original power, indiscriminately killing the innocent and even destroying the world, so his determination at this moment was nothing but Just a touch of naive self.
"You see this ritual, things like this are happening every day in the of the demon world, more cruel than this. Everything you can imagine, you can't imagine ... it is happening. You will never like it all. "Ning Zhou said.
It will only slowly collapse in disgust, or become part of evil.
Qi Leren froze. He forced himself to stare at the blood on the ground, staring at the unburned tentacles at his feet. Each raised sarcoma was filled with creepy slime, just like Ning Zhou said so, he would never like these.
Just as he can work hard to survive and even learn to kill, he doesn't like it.
The life he likes is the life he once had, not the days in the nightmare world. When the night is quiet, he will also think of his parents. They only have one child. If he died in After here, I can never go back ...
"Go back, you can think about these things slowly. This half of the field is about to collapse." Ning Zhou wiped the blood on his hand and pulled Qi Leren down the damaged step of the altar.
Qi Leren was silent, bowed his head, his boots stepped on the blood, splashed a splash of water, and the gas rushed straight to the facade, letting people hold their breath subconsciously. In this dim temple, everything was ruined and dilapidated. As he was about to leave the temple, Qi Leren suddenly remembered the mysterious sacrifice that had destroyed the ritual before, and immediately turned back to look for his figure.
"He's gone." Ning Zhou said as if he knew what he was thinking.
"Leave? Can we get out here?" Qi Leren asked in a low voice.
"It's time to see who the person is." Ning Zhou said, taking Qile people forward, and there was a trace of violent breakthrough at the edge of the half-field in front-using his own half-field to hit this half-field This simple and crude method is very dangerous, because the semi-realm is very fragile before it is completely solidified. It's like two eggs colliding together, and no one can be sure which one is broken, or the two are broken together.
"That person just now ... is very strange," said Qi Leren. "Is it mixed with the cult sacrifices to destroy the ceremony and save people?"
Ning Zhou shook his head: "He is not here to save people."
That man had no goodwill or compassion for the innocent here. He was like a tiger who challenged the tiger king in hunting to challenge the position of the king of the jungle. It was not his original intention to rescue the goat who escaped the tiger's mouth. It's just a coincidence.
Qi Leren also felt the strangeness of the man and pouted, "It's a strange person, but I look at his weapon ... is he the one who had dealt with Asi before?"
"It's him," Ning Zhou said with certainty.
Qi Leren had a hunch that he would meet with that person again.
The two walked out of the fragmented half-area where they were about to collapse, instantly returned to the tilted temple, and then headed towards the stronghold of the trial house.
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"This group of devotees in the ideal country is really getting more and more mad." Celia frowned after listening to Qile's recounting of this cult sacrificial event.
"The ideal country is the domain of the Devil of Power? By what methods does she confuse believers?" Qi Leren asked curiously.
He knows that the killing secret meeting of the killing demon king, through joining the organization and gaining appreciation, has the opportunity to be given a powerful killing seed, or even transformed into a demon, which is very attractive to ordinary people, so there are countless players and Aboriginal people go on and on. But Qile people still don't know what is going on in the ideal country.
"It is said that as long as the monster who guards the gate of the ideal country is summoned and given a meal, it will open that door generously and let believers enter the ideal country, where there is no death, no worry, no fear, and people can get happiness from this. Eternal life. "Celia said.
Qi Leren turned his face silently, voicing at the silent Ning Zhou: "They must have a bad brain?"
"... Um." Ning Zhou said.
"How can they believe that they can get what they want through this evil and maddening ritual? Other than that, is the kind of kind-hearted person of the power devil? Does she do this for good and good?" For ordinary fanatics, Qile people can not help but develop a sense of superiority in intelligence.
Celia was holding black coffee, looking at the ripples in the cup, and sighed softly: "If you are just an ordinary person, you have no talent, and you are not so brave. After today I do n’t know if tomorrow will be all right, you look Your relatives and friends have died tragically, but there is nothing they can do. Where do you place your soul and make it a place to breathe? What do people have to believe in order to forget the pain and torment in front of them? "
Qi Leren opened his mouth, but swallowed it back.
He wanted to ask why he didn't work hard, but felt that this question was "why not eat meat meat," and would there be results if he worked hard? Even Qile people are not sure. But if you do n’t work hard ...
Qi Leren missed his face slightly, looking at Ning Zhou, who had been burdened too much, thinking to himself: if he doesn't work hard, he will only perish with fate.
One day he will unlock the shackles of Ning Zhou, make him happy, make him happy, and set him free.
He believed that there would be one day.