Douluo angel and knight

How should one live one's life?

Qian Ningshuang doesn't know, because everyone has their own answer.

But she knows that people should at least live a life as a human being, suffering, happiness, regret...

All kinds of life, own life.

People should have their own will, their own brains.

Rather than a person known as the most intelligent man in the world, as if he had never seen the most primitive weapon of mankind - a bow and crossbow, he shouted that he had never seen a weapon made by a brainless man;

Not a leader who orders the world, like a female monkey in heat, without a trace of self-love and reason of normal people;

Not to mention that the whole world is like a group of uncivilized beasts who only know how to mate and fight. They spend all day fighting for better performances, and for that shitty thing about the lower body. Come and go.

The brain should not be regarded as a necessity of life, just hung around the neck.

When Tang San was smashed into pieces by Angela under the tower, Qian Ningshuang had already disappeared in the tower.

man, found it.

Even the God King of Destruction and the God King of Life didn't complete the goal of the last world, they just appeared in the so-called Great God Circle, and they had already found someone.

This person who has tortured the entire universe for countless years, who claims to be the God of Creation, did not hide in an inconceivable corner, let alone hide in the city and return to the ordinary, he just hid in the circle of great gods.

Some surprises.

But thinking about Tang San being his projection, everything seemed reasonable again.

How could this kind of person be willing to live in an ordinary place? Even if the whole world thinks he is a piece of rubbish, and everyone stands in front of him and scolds him, he will think that he is the best in the world, and he is even the most kind person;

But he is so timid, always hiding in time, manipulating the world to satisfy his self-movement, even though no one can actually resist him...

The Great God Circle is a very good place, with enough gods, it seems to be more powerful, even if they are useless.

It also has enough 'noble' life, even if this kind of life is meaningless to God.

"My love, my love..."

The so-called black hand had a face like Tang San's, with a male-female face, and there was a trace of wretchedness and treachery in his eyes;

It doesn't have too much momentum, just like a philistine businessman.

He kept saying: "My lover, my lover..."

Repeated, meaningless words.

Probably an affectionate person.

If you ignore the blood on his mouth, ignore the mutilated corpse, and ignore the words of Yingying Yanyan around him.

He was eating corpses, drinking human blood, and swallowing blood mixed with delicacies from time to time.

The Yingying and Yanyan around him stared at him affectionately and infatuatedly, but they were just a group of phantoms, a group of puppets.

Because of the corpse he was holding, Yingying Yanyan around him could only be a phantom.

But he really couldn't abandon this corpse, couldn't leave this corpse, he seemed to be bound to this corpse.

——The corpse that belonged to the real creator god.

"Excellent man, what's wrong with enjoying Sangong and Siyuan!" Facing Qian Ningshuang's contemptuous eyes, he looked at the mutilated corpse in his arms, his face was full of hatred, he seemed to hate this corpse .

But then, his eyes changed, showing incomparable tenderness, he really couldn't leave the corpse.

"My love, my love..."

It's boring, it's boring.

Qian Ningshuang thinks that the other party is a black hand who planned the endless years of the universe, and the result is such a thing;

She thought that the other party was also a person who bears the name of the god of creation, and he should be vigorous in the end, at least decent.

Qian Ningshuang raised her lance.

The lance exudes divine light, as if stars are falling.

The person holding the corpse looked at the spear and smiled, like Tang San and Yu Xiaogang holding the pearls of wisdom.

Qian Ningshuang also smiled, and turned her spear to face the sky.

Why do I always feel that the whole world is a fool, but my mind, which is less than two taels of tofu, is very smart?

Yu Xiaogang is like this, Tang San is like this, and so is the grass seed and grandson of the Tang family.

The same is true for the so-called "Creator God".

"This blow runs through the stars!"

The Great God Circle in front of him is a cage, a cage used to trap Qian Ningshuang.

It is impossible for the other party to do nothing, the rabbit bites even in a hurry, and if it hits the other party's hometown, there should be a last resort.

As for the other party, the figure has disappeared.

However, it is meaningless.

The lance rushed into the universe in an instant, bringing about endless destruction.

Those are living planets.

"What's the point of killing me, this world doesn't belong to you.

"It's not just that you have the power of time, and it's not just that you can lock in uniqueness. This world still belongs to me." He seemed to be thinking about discussing it.

Black Hand is not the God of Creation, but he does have a part of the authority of God of Creation.

What he said was true.

"Can you be more decent? Go and stay in the eternity!" Qian Ningshuang seemed really unable to kill him.

It can only be trapped in endless reincarnation.

"You can make this world yours." Suddenly, a sword with wings appeared.

"Oh, Xiaoyou, how do you do it?" Qian Ningshuang turned around and looked at the holy sword Youlandal who suddenly appeared behind her.

She is not polite, the authority of the Creator God is not so easy to usurp.

The real Youlandelle can carry the whole world into her body, and she, Qian Ningshuang, should be able to do the same.

"His method of usurping the authority of the Creator God is too violent, so it has caused his own problems, and he must set a fixed node.

"He probably couldn't let go of his figure, and didn't have the patience to truly experience the creation of the world.

"You can try it.

"According to my deduction of the most beautiful girl in the world, from the moment when you actually arrive in the world, go upstream until the moment when the world is created.

"Of course, it's not just a matter of simply going through it all, but to carry the whole world, watch everyone's joys and sorrows, and witness all history.

"You can truly carry the whole world and reorganize the historical nodes.

"The most important thing is that people in the world are not too mentally retarded."

Qian Ningshuang suddenly realized, no wonder.

She has been wondering when she appeared in the past time and space. She thought it was to find the mastermind behind the scenes, and she was ready for the mastermind to hide in other places again.

But things have developed to this point, and there is no mission that needs to go back to the past to complete.

"Also, you can really remove the Black Hand's influence from the entire world.

"But at the same time, you should understand the butterfly effect, which means that you can do nothing but watch."

"Ah, it doesn't matter." Anyway, the real tragedy didn't happen in time, and the only one that could be considered a tragedy was Bibi Dong.

But something has to be sacrificed, otherwise she would go to find Qian Renxue.

"It's just that, is there any difference between me usurping the world in this way and the ultimate goal of black hands eating corpses?" Qian Ningshuang murmured.

Yes, the means are different, the purpose is the same.

However, there is always something to sacrifice.

Sorry cuties!I'm very sorry that the update has been interrupted for more than ten days.

The reason, it's not that there's anything wrong.

It's mostly Calvin...

No matter how you write the ending, it doesn't feel right. I have to admit one thing, I overestimated myself.

As well as falling into a moral dilemma, the tone and direction of the book are doomed for me to hate people, otherwise I can't write it down.

It wasn’t until I wrote the ending that I realized that I just opened my mouth to slander people, but I was also writing Douluo’s fellow characters, and I was even preparing to write Douluo for the new book, so I seemed to have no right or position to smack people...

After all, to put it bluntly, they are all Chami, and no one is more noble than the other.

But I can't be the eunuch in the first book, I can only post it after holding it in for about ten days.

There should be one or two more, let's curse...