Chapter 2001

The way of heaven collapses, the great emperor falls!

On the sky, the rain of blood is pouring.

That's the sign of the emperor's meteorite. Qin Xuan looks at the end of the world, as if he has seen the end of this era.

The female is peerless, the 17th National Congress of the Communist Party of China has no head and holy corpse, finally, disappears in Qin Xuan's vision.

Then, all the pictures in front of Qin Xuan are fragmented.

I don't know whether it's the cause of the disaster or whether the meaning of this word has come to an end.

In this broken world, a figure, as if from the end of this broken world out.

This is a saint, middle-aged face, eyes, no luster.

"Since the fate comes, will someone come here?"

The voice of the sage seems to contain endless vicissitudes, and the eyes seem to have seen endless years, and it seems that nothing can be seen.

He was born with an eye disease and couldn't see everything in the world.

Even if it was sanctification, he did not seem to have healed this congenital deficiency.

"Don't ask where those who come from or where those who go go go!"

"I have already fallen, submerged in the long river of time!"

"No name, no surname, just a blind man!"

A faint voice came from the saint's mouth.

Qin Xuan quietly looking at this saint, this saint, just leave a will.

This source of will has long been submerged in that era.

Perhaps, it was submerged in the war with the great emperor, or at the end of the era.

"If you can get here, you should have seen seven words!"

"It's because of fate, it's because of fate!"

The blind Saint said slowly, "these seven words are what I left on my deathbed!"

"I have fallen. After my death, the world is flooded, but it has nothing to do with me."

"Just..."

"I can't rest assured of her!"

His voice suddenly became very light, "she reincarnated one era after another, died for the catastrophe, fought for the catastrophe."

"But she, only that era, went out to bury the emperor's mausoleum, enlightened 17 of us, and became a saint at the end of the era, waiting for the robbery!"

"I'm afraid she won't even be buried in the imperial mausoleum after I wait for seventeen people to fall, will she?"

Qin Xuan brow light frown, "reincarnation another era?"

He looked at the headless saint with his pupils slightly constricted.

The woman, who was the great emperor of ancient times, was named in the tomb.

In order to pass the end of this era.

"Reincarnation and self preservation, wake up, it's a catastrophe!"

"Is that her?"

There are waves in Qin Xuan's heart. He remembers that at the beginning of the great calamity in his previous life, Qin Changqing was still closed for a hundred years when half emperor was in urgent need.

When he broke through the emperor, the fairyland had been occupied by more than half.

He had heard that at the beginning of the catastrophe, the saints were terrified, the emperors did not support him, and even Xu Wushang was scattered several times.

After a hundred years of immortality, the fairyland is almost in despair.

In the mausoleum, however, an ancient emperor came out.

As soon as he started, he killed the three emperors and went into the disaster alone.

In the end, no one saw her return, but she won a breath for fairyland until Qin Changqing came out.

When Qin Xuan's heart was in turmoil, the blind Saint opened his mouth again and looked after himself.

"She shouldn't!"

"I am the great emperor, but I have fought for all living beings in the fairyland for one life and another!"

"She has no place to go, no way to go!"

"Death in the catastrophe, life in the catastrophe, but in the end, even the fairyland will betray her!"

The voice of the blind saint was gentle, but it contained that kind of fury.

The voice, gradually silent.

Full of breath, the saint just opened his mouth.

"Fate, good or evil, right or wrong!"

"I don't know which era it is. I don't know if the fairyland still exists!"

"I don't know if she is still reincarnated."

"But I have a request. If she is still there, can she have another look at the flourishing age?"

"But it's hard for all living beings to see it

"People's mind is old, but there is still light!"

"It's not the end of the era, the collapse of the earth that day, it's not the endless catastrophe, it's not the endless dead end."

Blind Saint arms down, he seems to want to see through the years, as if want to see, at this moment, how she!

But he can't see anything.

"I have fallen!"

"But I still can't rest assured of her. She is too kind. Even if she betrays and dies again and again, she doesn't have any resentment towards this world!"

"I'm blind, but I'm smart. She once told me that all living beings are evil, because of their nature, but a little good is already a miracle. I fight for this miracle. Even if there's only one thread, what does it matter?"

"Sooner or later, there will be no more calamities in this fairyland, and she will finally be free from this endless samsara and endless battlefield!""Maybe she can't see this scene, but if she doesn't keep going, who will know the result."

Blind saint in smile, that smile, but as if all respect.

"Perhaps, as she said, there should be miracles in this world."

"I can't see it!"

"But she can do it!"

"Fate, I..."

He bowed his hands to him.

"Only this thought, if you want to carry this thought, you can take my heart to pave the holy road!"

This worship, the saint bowed his head, that in the fairyland high above, arrogant side of the existence, now, it is more like a poor old man.

Qin Xuan looked at the sage, bowed his head and breathed out a breath.

He looked at the saint deeply. After leaving the seventh word, the saint was still saluting, as if worshiping Qin Xuan, asking for something, worshiping the woman, honoring her kindness, and worshiping the future generations. There would be no catastrophe.

Consciousness, return to the body.

The seven words on the wall, like wind and sand, slowly scattered, blurred.

No head sage, at the moment, standing quietly behind Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan's eyes are clear again. He looks at the vague seven characters.

"Dust laden emperor, fingerprints become saints."

Qin Xuan's voice is as calm as water, just like the scenes before that. The words of blind Saint before that are not enough to make his mood fluctuate.

"It's just saints. There are too many unknown people in this world. In the pre ancient era, how many saints fell into it."

"You can't worry about her. What can you worry about?"

"Here is what she asks for, and the road lies with her. It's not sorrow, it's the road!"

"How about a hundred century yuan covered with dust, and how about a hundred generations of war?"

Qin Xuan said gently: "this is her way, her ambition, willing to be like this, how can she be sad?"

"She is not pitiful! There's no need, no one is pitiful! "

He turned slowly and looked at the headless saint.

"That's all!"

"I, Qin Changqing, am not a benevolent saint. You can regard me as a greedy and unjust man!"

Qin Xuan's hand fell on the chest of the sage without a head.

In a moment, the sage without the head was slightly shocked. In the palm of Qin Xuan's hand, a pale golden fruit quietly appeared in his hands.

This is the heart of the sage, a sacred heart that has not been decayed for 300 billion years.

Inside the holy fruit, it seems that there is an endless golden sea and endless holy implication.

Qin Xuan looked at the headless sage, gently holding the fruit.

He has thin lips and a slow voice.

"But I'm Qin Changqing, and I'm crazy!"

"When you speak, you will practice."

"Take your heart, as you wish!"

"In this life, you can rest assured that she doesn't have to wait for the next era!"

Qin Xuan looks at the saint without head and heart. In his hand, he has a cup of Yuanding black ant wine.

"This glass of wine is for you!"

"Blind eyes, red heart!"

I have no idea of the world in my life, but I worry about one person.

Qin Xuan seems to see, that in the stream, that water girl.

The shore, the boy in the basket!

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