Evil Emperor Zun

Chapter 842 The Bloody Age

The city wall collapsed and the flames raged, just like yesterday.

The mighty spider queen, the destructive dark beam, everything melted under the distorted heat...

The scenery on both sides shuttled quickly, Zhiling's sad eyes, King Zhuoyi's bloodthirsty hatred, and the desperate faces of the soldiers, one scene after another, passed by like shadows passing through flowers.

In the end, everything disappeared, time was reversed, everything was revived, and the smoke of war turned into a blue sea and blue sky again.

Feng Mushan's eyes regained focus.The subversion of memory and reality still made him unable to recover for a long time.

"Just now I let you re-live your life these years in the illusion, you can think back, is the choice you made in it still the same as before?" Jiang Jinkong looked at him indifferently, with a calm tone, As if everything was expected.

That's right...Feng Mushan stared at the ruins below, and the moment he snapped his fingers just now, he really spent more than 20 years.At every fork in the road that determines his destiny, he really chose the same path as in his "previous life" again.

He chose to treason and usurp the throne, he chose to use Zhiling, he chose to make a deal with the Spider Queen, he chose to imprison King Zhuo Yi, he chose to betray his heart and betray him... Wrong choices time and time again, set up wrong passages, and finally sent him to At the end of the eternal...

Now, he also believed it, not to mention giving himself a chance, even if there were two, three, or even a hundred or a thousand times, his choice would still not change.Because this is his life, his destiny.

It is his character that determines the path he takes, and his path determines his destiny.This is an irreversible chain.

"But I can bring those dead back to life." Jiang Jinkong spoke again when Feng Mushan was in a daze, "Partial resurrection is not difficult for me, and of course I can also send them into reincarnation peacefully. What do you think?"

Feng Mushan took a deep breath and straightened out his fluctuating thoughts again.When he raised his eyes again, the light in his eyes had turned into a pool of stagnant water.

"No need. Bringing them back to life is just witnessing my failure. I don't need it."

Indulging in the past should not be his style.Since the past cannot be changed, we should seize the opportunities in front of us in time.If you can follow the adults... don't worry about not having a bright future!
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After paying their respects silently in the sky, the two turned to a small restaurant in a neighboring country.

A few simple dishes, ordinary mahogany tables and chairs, and noisy human voices, Feng Mushan has not experienced all these for a long time.

Falling from the high position of the king of a country, and mixing with these common people again, he couldn't tell what it was like in his heart.However, he also hadn't experienced it for a long time. He didn't need to test the poison with silver needles before eating, and he didn't need to be wary of assassins who suddenly appeared from nowhere, and he could simply eat a meal.

What Jiang Jinkong prepared for him was a milder wine.Of course, Feng Mushan didn't dare to ask adults to pour wine for him, and kept humbly condescending, but was secretly moved in his heart.

The long-term war caused him to suffer from severe stomach problems at an early age.Later, even if you are an emperor, you still dare not touch many exciting dishes.

His food needs to be specially handled by the imperial dining room. There are dozens of regulations on which seasonings cannot be used and which ingredients cannot be selected.How to ensure nutritional intake while making the dishes as unrepetitive as possible, and at the same time be careful not to violate taboos, is often a headache for those chefs.

For their hard work, Feng Mushan was naturally friendly on the surface, but in his heart, he never really cared about it.

They are cautious, nothing more than to keep their heads and jobs, in order not to offend the aloof emperor, they don't really care about themselves at all.

He has never experienced the warmth from others, and he is also stingy in giving to others. His heart is as cold as a piece of ice.So for anyone around him, he can sacrifice without hesitation.

People in the world either flatter themselves, or want something from themselves. Everything they do has a purpose... Even Zhiling, who loves herself and gives everything for herself, also has a purpose.Her purpose is to hope that he loves her the same, and makes her his queen...he doesn't care about any of these people.

However, adults are different... With his ability, he doesn't need anything in return from himself, but he still saved himself from the very beginning, and regardless of his status, he took care of himself like a friend or a relative.Especially when his country was ruined and his family was destroyed, and his mentality was the most fragile... Knowing that he shouldn't, he still subconsciously relied on the other party, and he was warm for any little bit of concern from him...

"Is it because of a lack of security?" Jiang Jinkong asked calmly after drinking for three rounds.

Feng Mushan's eyes shook.He was still worried before, adults know everything, so they will naturally understand the darkness in his heart.If he knows that he is a villain who breaks promises and destroys bridges at any time, will he despise himself?
In fact, all his viciousness and determination stemmed from his "lack of security". In order not to be betrayed by others, he betrayed others in advance.Even Zhiling never understood him, she only hated his heartlessness, but, sir, he was the first to see through...

"Yes... because I have lived in fear of losing my life at any time since I was a child, so I am always very scared." Feng Mushan confessed to someone for the first time, "When I open my eyes every day, I can see The sun of a new day will feel that it has earned an extra day."

"I have never trusted anyone, and I don't want to. Think about it, the companion you cared about might suddenly die..."

During the years of fleeing, his heart was not as cold as it was in the future.

At that time, he was just an ordinary kid.Will be afraid of war, will mourn for bloodshed.

Having lost his family and sister, he didn't even have time to cry bitterly, so he could only keep up with the fleeing team and continue on his way.Perhaps at that time, his first layer of pure coat was peeled off, and he remained forever beside those corpses.

During that period, he had also sincerely trusted his companions.

In the team, he met a kid about his age.He also lost his family in the flames of war, but perhaps because of more experience, he is also much more mature than himself.

When he was crying and crying every day, it was he who patiently took care of himself.It was he who explained to himself how to observe the terrain, how to avoid pursuit, and how to distinguish the toxicity of wild vegetables, quickly find edible wild fruits, and so on.During that time, he taught himself a lot of wilderness survival experience.

Even so, I didn't even have time to ask his name properly.He just vaguely remembered that the child seemed to be called A Yuan.

I used to rely on him very much, until one day, in order to protect herself, A Yuan was wounded in the leg by a stray spiritual light bullet, and the wound soon became inflamed and festered.

The level of medical care at that time was extremely backward, and a minor illness could have cost one's life.A Yuan insisted on running with the team for several days, and finally fell to the end.

"Mu Shan, I can't run anymore, you go first..."

"No, I will never abandon you!" Feng Mushan was very firm at that time.

He has already lost his family and Zhiling, and he doesn't want to lose any friends anymore.

Regardless of A Yuan's persuasion, he insisted on staying.The two broke away from the main force and hid in a nearby cave.While carefully avoiding the enemy army, at the same time, he was groping quietly in the wilderness, using the knowledge he taught himself to find usable herbs for him.

He has been taking care of A Yuan for many days, but the other's injury is still getting worse.

He couldn't do anything, he could only watch A Yuan's face turn pale day by day.At first, he could joke a few words with himself, but later, he didn't even have the strength to speak.

On the last day, A Yuan's lips were as dry as paper, and the lips were a dead gray, withered and vicissitudes.

"It seems that I really can't do it..."

"Today, it's time to say goodbye..."

Lying on the cold rock, he forced a smile, but his eyes were infinitely desolate.

"I don't allow you to say that! You must hold on!" Feng Mushan yelled weakly, tears rolling down his face.

A Yuan smiled wryly: "Originally, I still thought that when I grow up, I will become a general and serve the country... But now it seems that there is no chance..."

"What's the use of being a general? Don't you want to work for the faint king?" Feng Mushan blurted out in extreme anger.

"If you want to be a king, you must be the king! The fate of this country is in our hands!"

A Yuan stared at him blankly.Perhaps at that moment, he saw a special aura in himself.

"You... are very ambitious..." He laughed, encouraging and warm.

"I hope that when I re-enter reincarnation and open my eyes again, what I see will be a peaceful and prosperous world..."

Then, his hand slipped down.

There is still a gap in the half-closed eyes, as if waiting for the sunshine from outside.

Waiting for the peaceful morning sun to pour in.

Kneeling in front of A Yuan's body, Feng Mushan cried heartbreakingly.

The heart hurts as if it is about to burst, just like when the family and Zhiling leave.He was in so much pain that he didn't want to feel this kind of pain anymore...

After A Yuan was buried, the escape continued.

He met many people again and met new companions, and he worked hard to cherish them and protect them.

However, in the end, some of these companions died, some abandoned him, and even betrayed him.

The pain of loss, the pain of betrayal, these pains could not be dismissed, they settled down in his heart bit by bit.

Those accumulated pains made him narrowly escaped death several times.

It would be nice if it didn't hurt anymore...

It would be great if those people who would cause him pain had never appeared...

Sometimes, he would think so desperately.

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Finally, he understood.

He can't do anything at all, and he can't protect anyone.

It looks like a piece of yellowed paper.He fled with many people, and the people around him disappeared one by one, leaving him alone still running hard.

From beginning to end, he was alone.

Since the companion is going to be lost after all...

Well, let's not have a companion.

Without a companion, there is no one to make me hurt anymore.

"During the escape, I abandoned many companions, because if I didn't abandon them, they would abandon me at any time."

"Life is precarious. Everyone only thinks about their own survival. Relationships have long since become nothing."

His heart became more and more cold and numb, and he no longer felt sorry for the dead.But only that fear, deeply rooted in his bones, haunted him all the time.

He has always been afraid, afraid when fleeing, afraid that he would be killed by light bombs coming from nowhere; After losing the king, he was still very afraid.I am afraid that the countries I have invaded will retaliate, and I am also afraid that people around me will come to murder me...

He was afraid, he was in fear all the time, but he couldn't show this fear to anyone.

If you let others know your vulnerability, it will be your own death.

Because he has betrayed too many others, he is always worried about being betrayed.Outwardly, he smiled at everyone.But in his heart, he never trusted anyone.

"Once upon a time, I had a younger sister who was also lost during the war. I missed her for a long time, and then I realized that it is very dangerous to pin your feelings on others. Their life, old age, sickness and death will affect your emotions and become your weakness. If you want to achieve great things, you have to be ruthless and heartless."

Therefore, he stipulated to himself that in his own world, there should be no more important things than the country.

As strong as King Zhuo Yi, it was precisely because he fell in love with Zhiling that he had a weakness, which eventually ruined his great power.

Although this weakness was created for him by himself, but when he saw King Zhuo Yi's end in the dungeon, he secretly made up his mind to take it as a warning.

Therefore, even though he had a special feeling for Zhiling, he never dared to indulge himself and love to his heart's content.

He was very successful in restraining himself, he treated everyone cold-blooded and ruthlessly, but this also led to, looking back on the past, there was not even a single person around him that he could cherish.

"Ruthless and heartless..." Jiang Jinkong seemed to be touched, "A person who is very important to me once said this sentence."

That was the first time he saw such sadness in the eyes of adults.

The same sadness in his eyes as when he was young.

For no reason, he wanted to know who that person was and why he valued him so much.

But at the same time, because of an inexplicable resistance, he seemed not to want to know.

If the adult cares most about other people, then he is still alone...he would rather not know.

"But, won't it be lonely?" Jiang Jinkong sighed again.At the same time, he turned his head.

"You can treat me as a friend, I will not die suddenly, and I will not abandon you. Then, try to believe that there is still warmth in this world, okay?"

(End of this chapter)