Fighter of the Destiny

One day a long time later, Demon Lord Nero watched the blizzard falling from the sky being swallowed up by the abyss behind the Demon Palace, and suddenly he remembered the snow in Baidi City.

There are constant snowstorms all year round in the old city of Xue. He knows how many snowstorms he has seen, but none of them are as profound as the one that left him with a profound memory.

Baidi City is located in the south, has a warm climate, and is close to the West Sea, so it rarely snows, but the snow that day was very heavy.

In just midnight, the city on the Red River was covered with snow, and the yellow sand on the ground in the courtyard was dyed white.

The Demon Lord looked back towards the abyss and said to Chen Changsheng: "I was wrong. I should have killed you at all costs that day."

Nan Ke said with an indifferent expression: "I think so too."

Chen Changsheng was covered in blood, but his expression was very calm, and he said, "That is a thing of the past."

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In the snowstorm that had passed for a long time, Chen Changsheng arrived at the courtyard not far from the Xiangzu Manor.

The Demon Lord really had no intention of killing him, at least at the beginning.

Chen Changsheng pushed open the courtyard door and walked in. The soles of his boots made a rustling sound on the soft new snow, which was very nice.

He still wore plain Taoist robes, but added a large cloak outside.

The cold wind stirred the snow on the ground, quickly erasing the footprints behind him and picking up the corner of his cloak.

There is a tree deep in the courtyard. Under the tree is a small clay stove with tea on it. There are two stoves separated by the stove.

Maharaja sat on the north seat.

An empty table is waiting for you in the south.

Chen Changsheng walked to the tree.

The tea in the pot just rolled up, making a pleasant sound.

Just like the voice of the devil.

"A thousand years."

Chen Changsheng understood what the Demon Lord meant.

I believe that anyone who knows today’s conversation will have similar emotions at this time.

Exactly a thousand years ago, Emperor Taizong and the previous generation of demon kings had a conversation in Luoyang City.

That conversation was so famous that no one in the entire continent did not know it. Even now, thousands of years later, it is still a topic that many people recall with emotion.

Even tens of thousands of years later, I believe this conversation will still occupy the most important chapter in history books.

This conversation determined the future situation of the entire continent.

The human race surrendered and paid tribute, and the demon race returned north on wolf cavalry.

This conversation should have been the greatest humiliation for the human race, but because Zhou Du|Fu showed up in the Baliujian, it had a different meaning.

From this perspective, this conversation did not only occur between Emperor Taizong and the previous generation of demon kings, but a conversation between three great men.

Thousands of years later, the leader of the human race and the king of the demon king finally met again and were about to have a conversation.

How can it not make people feel confused.

Chen Changsheng said: "There are no bystanders in our conversation today, so it may soon disappear into history."

The Demon King said: "I will ask the historian to record our conversation today, and require every child to be able to recite it."

Chen Changsheng shook his head and said, "I won't do this because I don't think it is very important."

The gestures of these two sentences are completely different, but the meanings are very similar.

Both Demon Lord and Chen Changsheng showed extremely strong and even terrifying self-confidence.

——How to record it in history books, or whether to record it at all, is the right of the victor.

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After the initial conversation ended, the courtyard was quiet for a long time.

The tea on the stove kept boiling, but the Demon Lord had no intention of pouring the tea. He just looked at Chen Changsheng quietly.

Chen Changsheng was also looking at the Demon Lord quietly.

This is not the first time he has met the other party, to be precise, it is already the third time.

But this was the first time he saw the Demon Lord's face clearly.

Like most members of the Demon Clan's royal family, the Demon Lord's face is very pale, not like jade, nor like Feng Xue, which is a bit strange.

But it's not a disease, it's more like a sign of being different from the world, with an inhuman feeling.

The Demon Lord suddenly laughed.

His smile was a bit strange, showing more gums, and contrasting with his pale face, it wasn't particularly ugly, just a little bloody.

"You are indeed an interesting person."

The Demon Lord said: "Or maybe you are not a human being, because you don't have the breath of a human being, and you are more like... an artifact?"

Chen Changsheng thought that the Demon Lord might have a vague idea of ​​his origin, and might even know it better than he did.

But it doesn't matter.

Whether it's an artifact or a fruit, it's enough for him to know who he is, and naturally he won't disturb his Taoist mind with just a few words.

The Demon Lord saw that he had no reaction, his smile faded slightly, and he said calmly: "I came to Baidi City this time mainly for three things."

According to what he said so solemnly, it must be a big event. Chen Changsheng thought about it, but he could only think of one thing.

Naturally, the Demon Lord would not talk about the things that happened to him in the Heavenly Tree's wild fire purification, and said: "Up to this moment, I have completed one and a half things, and then today is the day."

Chen Changsheng asked: "Is it related to me?"

The Demon Lord said: "Of course, because the most important thing is to see you."

Chen Changsheng said: "When you left Xue Lao City, were you sure you would see me here?"

The demon king said: "I am planning to marry His Highness Luoluo, and the demon clan is preparing to form an alliance with me. You will definitely come, and then we will definitely meet."

Chen Changsheng asked: "Why do you have to meet me?"

The Demon Lord said: "I thought, if I fail to kill you, then I have to ask you a question."

Chen Changsheng said: "What's the problem?"

The devil asked: "What is the purpose of our lives?"

Chen Changsheng was silent.

After Bie Yihong passed away a few days ago, he sat in the yard and looked at the stars in the night sky, feeling the black void like the mouth of a well, and once thought about a question.

In fact, he thought about this problem many nights after the Tianshu Tomb incident.

In the eyes of many people in the world, this kind of question is too mysterious, a bit sour, bookish, and laughable.

But this is really a question worth thinking about.

People like him and Demon Lord naturally understand this truth.

“When you are in different positions, you have to do different things and think about different problems.”

The Demon Lord said with an indifferent expression: "We are the highest beings in the world, so we have to look farthest."

Chen Changsheng was silent for a while and said, "Where are your eyes falling?"

The Demon Lord said: "Above the sea of ​​stars."

Chen Changsheng understood what he meant.

The Demon Lord continued: "It will last for eternity."

Any other ordinary person would not be able to understand this conversation, but Demon Lord knew that Chen Changsheng would definitely be able to understand it.

Chen Changsheng does understand, because this is what he thinks too, because he is the pope of the human race.

The Demon Lord said: "This is responsibility and pressure, but it is also the greatest source of pleasure and the hardest meaning of existence."

"What exactly is above the Star Sea? The aliens on the Holy Light Continent?"

Chen Changsheng quietly looked into Demon Lord's eyes and asked, "What is your relationship with them? What is a Fire Thief?"