Chapter 468: Dark Night

At night, it was quiet, and the mountains also fell into darkness. For some reason, this place became darker and darker.

The "King" unconsciously fell into memories. He was born in poverty and struggled to get ahead. He didn't know much about life. At that time, although I was young and healthy, my enthusiasm for my wife had never been very interesting. The number of close times between husband and wife is also very small. But the wife still loves herself so much. She is the only man in her life, and she is willing to do anything for herself. But I can't do this for my wife. Now that I'm gone, I'm still working hard for that unreachable dream. Is it worth it?

At this moment, several people fell into memories and endless memories.

A perfect woman appeared in Liu Ping's memory, and at this moment, a perfect woman appeared behind him, and he did not realize it.

The night is too dark and too quiet. A normal person outside the wilderness will feel fear, afraid, and even a timid person will faint or even die.

It's okay here. None of them are ordinary people. They are all heroes and mythical figures in the eyes of ordinary people, but they also fall into darkness and darkness of their hearts.

The gap between dreams and reality, the conflict between dreams and reality, and how many people can persist when dreams are out of reach?

When a person's ideal is impossible to achieve, knowing that it is a road without an end, how many people go back firmly?

Life has gains and losses. When you lose the joys and sorrows of ordinary people and many things for an unreachable ideal, if you let people do it again, how should you make a choice?

Liu Ping'an is very painful and painful. Why does life have to make choices and keep making choices? Why? Why on earth? Can't you pass without a choice? Why can't you be a happy person with that goal, a big goal with so many small goals?

"Because you are destined, if you don't want to give up, then choose to die. If you choose to die, you will no longer suffer and don't make any choice." The voice is so familiar, is it a fantasy or a dream?

He finally calmed down, turned around slowly and sighed softly, "Is it you?!?!?"

"Don't you want to see me?" The sound is like nature, perfect sound, and no flaw can be found.

"What on earth does Zhen Ai want to do?" Liu Ping'an tried to make himself calmer.

"I said, you owe me too much. I just want to charge some interest." Zhen Aiai is the same as before, and her posture is not picky.

This time, Liu Ping'an did not reply face to face as before, but was silent. He didn't know when there were tears in his eyes. The bursts of heartache in his heart made him feel it extremely strongly.

"Why don't you talk? My dear husband!" Zhen Ai's eyes are a little more.

He shook his head, and his lips didn't know when blood came out.

"Do you remember something? Don't you think it's reasonable enough?" Zhen Ai sneered.

A chill, a chill from the bottom of his heart rose from Liu Ping's heart. He couldn't help stepping back a few steps, frowned, and blood dripping from the corners of his mouth as if he didn't feel it.

"Do you know who you are? Are you afraid you understand a little now? Do you know who I am? Who the hell am I?" Zhen Ai loves elegant step by step.

He retreated repeatedly, his face was like gray soil, and the tears in his eyes rotated faster in his eyes.

"I feel guilty. Didn't it make sense before? Is there no reason to talk about it now?" Zhen Ai's smiling world has lost its color, and the curved moon seems to smile more curvedly.

"I'm sorry, I'm confused. I want to be alone." He squeezed out word by word.

"What's the mess?" Zhen Ai doesn't want to let him go.

"I don't know, I really don't know?" He hugged his head and roared in pain, like a lost lamb.

"You also have today, is this you? I think you are acting. Zhen Ai's smile is getting more and more unrestrained.

"I...I...at least I haven't done anything wrong to you in this life." He spit out such a sentence more and more slowly.

"You are just deceiving yourself. What kind of past life, this life, and future are not all yourself." Zhen Aiai said contemptuously, "You have just been running away. You are a coward. You used to be innocent, you who will become supreme in the future, and your current appearance are all you, just yourself."

"No, no, I really don't know who I am and who I am?" He looked up to the sky and roared at the moon.

"Who are you? You are you, the Emperor of Heaven, the Holy King, Liu Ping'an, and the so-called soul of the earth are all you. Do you understand now?" Zhen Ai's words are shocking.

"How is this possible? How to explain this? He staggered, took a few steps back, and almost fell down.

"I can't explain it either. I don't know how to explain it. I'm just a microphone." Zhen Aiai is a little sentimental. Tears flashed in his eyes.

"How can you be a microphone? You are obviously a living creature. No, it should be a living person. Your words are simply aimed at me and hit me. I will never be fooled by you!" He opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood and sat on the ground. His eyes were clear and his whole body was extremely weak.

At this moment, Zhen Ai's throat seems to be blocked by something. I don't know how to say what I was going to say.

"I don't care about the past life, the future, and you are my wife in this life, and I will never fail you." He read slowly.

"You have lost me. I'm afraid you have so many wives in the future. Isn't this a betrayal?" Zhen Aiai's voice is extremely sharp.

"You don't know love at all. The love between men and women is the ultimate love. Is there a third party that can intervene? You are cheating at all. You are born to be a big liar, a complete liar." At this moment, Zhen Ai's eyes burned with anger and her face turned red.

"How can you be so unreasonable?" His tone was low.

"Why, you can have three wives and four concubines, but I only love you. Is this the truth of your men?" Zhen Aiai is very excited.

"I don't want to. I was originally only one unparalleled. You and Jingjing are..." The words behind him were inaudible.

"I threw myself into my arms and was automatically sent to my door, didn't you? Won't you refuse, resist, or escape?" Zhen Ai smiled and said, "This is your man's excuse, and this is your man's virtue!"

"You are so hardworking. Why? You know better about me and your situation than me at that time. Is your overlord good or not? I am the victim." He replied weakly.

"Yes, I volunteered and took the initiative. Everything is me. Won't you learn from death? Can't you be a gentleman?" Zhen Ai's tone softened a little.

He didn't reply again. His heart was so painful that he was about to go crazy, and his brain was like a paste.

"Speak! Aren't you quite able to say? My dear husband!" Zhen Ai's words didn't go through his brain at all, "Aren't you quite popular with women? Wherever you go, there are beautiful women who come to you. You are a complete thief, a deceptive thief.

He has been running the original skills of everything and wants to suppress it. The more he suppresses it, the more it rebounds.

"You are dead! Why don't you reply soon?" Zhen Aiai got out of control and kicked over.

"Bum!" With a sound, then "Puff!" With a sound, his seven orifices were bleeding, his face was ferocious, his body was trembling, and his whole body was sweating like rain.

Zhen Ai'ai's face was unpredictable. After a while, Zhen Aiai finally returned rationally. She suddenly found Liu Ping'an's situation and couldn't help but feel a burst of pain in her heart. She quickly came forward and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

He opened his mouth with difficulty, turned his head and spewed out with a mouthful of blood, shaking his head, and his eyes signaled that it was nothing serious, but the expression and body on his face had betrayed him.

"Are you crazy?" Zhen Aiai shouted softly and immediately took out a dozen pills. A white and flawless jade hand grabbed Liu Ping'an's hand as fast as lightning, and the other jade hand popped one of the pills into Liu Ping'an's mouth. He said, "It seems that you are really crazy!"

Liu Ping'an smiled bitterly and nodded with difficulty. Yueer's smile was even more curved, with only a trace of bending. Finally, Yue'er disappeared, and the world became darker and darker, and there was an invisible chill.

At this time, the heavenly man was meditating in the cave of the endless sea. He suddenly stood up, picked up his fingers and calculated, shook his head repeatedly, and then took out some strange things from the storage ring and began to gossip. Soon, a mouthful of blood spewed out, and his face was extremely ugly. Why did he advance? In this way, there were only nine Why is it like this in a hundred years?

At this time, Liu Ping'an also fell into the biggest danger in his life. His heart seemed to jump out at any time, as if there was a voice in his heart shouting, "Take out your heart and show me, see if you are sincere or false to me."

A fire appeared in the middle of his heart, and a ball was spinning rapidly, dispelling the chill and darkness in his heart, but the chill was not a day's cold. How could it be so easy to dispel?