The snow color concealed the tears at that moment, so that Xing Shu could not detect it in time, so when he found that his spiritual power could be used, the whole person seemed excited.

A monk has no spiritual power, what is the difference between this and streaking?

But what he didn't know was that the last emperor of the human race three thousand years ago was a unique powerhouse in the sky and underground at that time.

The proud son of heaven, the darling of the gods, has the unique physiques of the gods without profound spirit body and Hunyuan **** body since he was born.

He is powerful enough to be unshakable, he is powerful enough that no one can beat him, he is powerful enough to be out of step with this world, he is a true **** walking in the world, and a figure above the top of the whole world.

However, the strength of the smooth wind and the smooth flow gave him a fatal weakness, that is innocence.

He naively thought that human beings are inherently good, and everyone can be redeemed.

He naively thought that he should help everyone, build a ladder to himself, let the **** empty, and make the world a god.

He naively thought that he could do it, because he was strong enough, he did do a lot of things that others could not even think of, he never failed, he never fell, he never encountered setbacks.

That's why he fell so badly, so hard, and so irreparably in the end.

The behemoth fell down and couldn't get up again, because his feet were full of people who looked at him, and could not wait to step him into the mud.

They cannot become gods, so they destroy their only god.

Because only in this way can they have the opportunity to be the leader and enjoy the admiration of thousands of people.

If I can't do the best, then I will destroy the best, so that even if I don't reach the best state, I will be the best.

Regardless of whether you are the true **** or the creator, the one who stands in my way is the bone of my ascendance to the throne.

...

After a snowball fight, Xingshu felt a lot more relaxed, only to realize that the expressions of the three were a little abnormal.

"What's the matter? The things I worked so hard to make are broken, I can't vent it?" Xing Shu saw Pang Junxie lowered his head, silently reflecting on whether he was a bit too much. Have a pain?

But at this moment, the shining spot of light fell from Pang Junxie's face, and Xing Shu was taken aback for a moment, and quickly reached out his hand to lift the opponent's chin, and he saw a face filled with tears as expected.

Xing Shu: "..." It's strange and strange. When Zhu Xuanzi cried, I only found it ridiculous. Why did I feel pitiful when I changed people? Am I such a softhearted person? Am I interested?

Xing Shu pulled out his sleeves and wiped the tears from his eyes. But someone grabbed his hand.

"His Majesty……"

Xing Shu: "..." What did I just do? Will let him go through this illusion?

"He is the reincarnation of your majesty. He has drunk Mengpo soup and entered the cycle of reincarnation. He will not remember it." Shangwu said at this moment.

"Entering reincarnation, how is it possible, I don't want your majesty to forget..." Pang Junxie was halfway through, and he stopped quickly and glanced at Xing Shu.

Xing Shu said at the right time: "It's true that I come from three thousand years later. If I really are your majesty's reincarnation, it can only mean that you must let him go to reincarnation in the end, and you did not let him continue to be your walking dead."

Three people: "..."

Seeing their different expressions, Xing Shu couldn't help but smile and said, "Am I wrong? Don't you just think so?"

Three people: "..." Either this sentence is wrong, or I think it is very, very wrong when you say it from your mouth!

Xing Shu felt that it didn't matter, it was these three people who entered into a misunderstanding, thinking that as long as they were the same soul, they would definitely have the same personality.

However, in fact, even the same person has different personalities, not to mention that he and the Emperor grew up in a different environment, so the personalities will naturally be different.

"You can completely distinguish me from him. I think that the criterion for judging whether a person is that person depends on the memory of the other person's growth. My growth experience is completely different from that of the human emperor, and there should be differences, even It’s normal to have completely opposite personalities."

Xing Shu wiped away the tears for Pang Junxie, but his fingertips slowly moved down and pinched Pang Junxie’s chin, "However, although I am completely different from him, I can feel that he will never Allowing himself to be a corpse walking in the world, his heart is not strong enough to tolerate himself living by devouring the lives of others."

Pang Junxie wanted to slap this person's hand away, but no matter how much he tried, he couldn't do it.

What Xing Shu said was right, so they looked forward to it and feared that their Majesty would wake up.

Pang Junxie looked at the familiar face, and said, "What about you?"

how about you?

Is your heart strong enough to be a walking dead.

The corners of both sides of Xing Shu's mouth slowly opened a smile.

"If necessary, I can, because I have no heart."

Xing Shu dropped his hand and his long sleeves fell down, covering all his white fingertips.

The wind and snow suddenly blew off the hair in front of Xing Shu's forehead, slightly covering the end of his eyes, making his slightly cold eyes more and more cold.

Xing Shu turned around, his clothes brought some wind, and he fluttered on Pang Junxie's body, but it seemed to be colder than the wind and snow.

However, before Xingshu took a few steps, a gravity suddenly pressed up and pressed him to the ground. A sharp claw clasped Xingshu's neck from the back of his neck.

"You are not him! How could you be him! Shangwu! Dongyun Ziyang! I am pretty sure he is not! This is a demon! This is a demon! Your Majesty will never say such a thing!"

Xing Shu's ears moved: "Zi Yang? Huh!"

Before he raised his head, he was pressed into the snowdrift by Pang Junxie!

Xing Shu was horrified, that General Dongyun, whose name was Zi Yang? Why? Why are the names the same?

etc! What is the name of his ball? Since the ball is not raised by him, he should have a name originally!

"Pang Junxie! Are you crazy?" Zi Yang, who had been standing aside, rushed up, pushed Pang Junxie away, and carefully helped Xingshu up: "Did you hurt?"

Xing Shu shook his head and glanced up at Zi Yang. After touching Zi Yang's eyes, he lowered his head silently.

Although the name was the same, General Dong Yun seemed to be only concerned with whether the corpse was safe and sound.

Xing Shu suddenly regretted his recklessness. He shouldn't confront these people. In a rational sense, he should work hard to create a beautiful image and make them feel that "reincarnating your Majesty" is a good thing.

Instead of letting these people think, "Let your majesty be reincarnated", your majesty will become such a ghost, full of hostility, shamelessness, and no heart.

However, the moment he looked at Pang Jun's evil eyes, the moment they looked at him expectantly, and believed that they were the Emperor of Humanity, when he saw that they were overjoyed for the return of the Emperor of Humanity, Xing Shu was crying. Can't help but want to shred all this seemingly beautiful, severely shredded, let them face the reality.

Face... yourself.

At that moment, Xing Shu clearly realized that if he gave up and admitted, then in the future, he would be forced by these people to live like the emperor in their hearts.

He is him, he is not the emperor.

Even if it's reincarnation, even if it's the same soul, it's not.

The Emperor is dead, and it was not he who killed him. He has no obligation to force himself to become another person, even if this person is his previous life.

Yes, this can indeed do what they want, but! Why should he sacrifice himself, but follow the wishes of these people, this is not fair.

During these few breaths, Xing Shu's mind had already turned a lot, and finally he came to a conclusion, the final word.

I don't know if Zi Yang is so close to him, whether he heard the sound of the hammer.

When he raised his head again, Xingshu had completely concealed the strangeness of that moment, and he snorted in his nose: "Devil? Who told you that the devil must be sinful? The immortal must be pure and good? War never They can distinguish between fairy and demons, and **** will not distinguish between fairy and demons. Even the way of becoming a **** does not distinguish between fairy and demons."

Xing Shu patted the snow on his body: "Of course, if you have to make such a distinction, it is your freedom, and it has nothing to do with me."

Xing Shu threw away Zi Yang's hand, and directly wrapped the puppet on the ground with aura that was still intact, and disappeared in place.

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The newly-made puppet was crushed by Pang Junxie, and Xingshu could only do it again.

In order not to be disturbed, Xingshu set up a barrier in the room to isolate everything outside. Of course, if they had to break the barrier, Xing Shu couldn't help it, after all, his cultivation base was not as high as these three generals.

Perhaps stimulated by his words, the three of them really didn't come to trouble him anymore, but went even more frantically to find the soul of the emperor.

For this, Xing Shu was very satisfied. Because if you really find the soul of the emperor, it means that he can be free.

If you can't find...

Xing Shu shook his head. No, he won't be able to find it. This is a fallacy. Whether he is breaking through the barrier or really returning to three thousand years ago, the soul of the emperor will definitely still be there, and the soul will not merge because of time overlap. Just like when an adult returns to the past, he will definitely have the opportunity to see himself as a baby. This is a truth.

Because there is no future for him without a baby, and as an adult from the future, it is impossible for him to squeeze into a crib with a tall body and a fully developed skeleton to act as a baby.

Well, unless this script is not a journey through, but a rebirth.

Shangwu was the first to understand this truth, so he knocked on Xingshu's door and asked the question that Xingshu had been expecting for more than three months.

"You, do you have something to give us?" Shangwu looked a little nervous, for fear that his guess was wrong.

Xing Shu smiled, a wry smile: "Chi'er, are you willing to believe it now?"

Shangwu was shocked: "Really?"

"Come in." Xing Shu opened his body sideways: "After all, at the beginning, you put his soul fragments in this body."