My CEO is as beautiful as a fairy

"Hoo!" the old man took a deep breath, as if trying to suppress the anger and anger in his heart, as well as the deep indignation. After a moment, he slowly opened his eyes. The anger in his eyes dissipated a lot more than before, but there was a trace of reluctance.

He continued, "I didn't want to fight. I didn't like to fight, I didn't like to rob, and I didn't like those intriguing lives. That's not the way I want to live. In fact, I like a person's life very much, but now he doesn't want to give me such a life. He wants to kill me and force me into a desperate situation. You say, if I don't fight again, I won't die Let him kill it? "

I stared at the face in front of me. For a moment, I didn't know what to say?

His meaning is already obvious. He wants to resist and fight against heaven. So, is he pulling me into the gang?

I see. I seem to understand everything.

He didn't even want to kill tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers and generals, because he knew that I wouldn't watch them die in front of me. He did it deliberately to force me to say those words.

Yes, that's it!

Only then did I understand that I had fallen into a trap, but I didn't notice it at all.

Such a result is something I never thought of and I don't want to think about.

I never wanted to go back to heaven. I didn't even want to be handsome, let alone be the enemy of heaven.

Now, I have been calculated by others, step by step into other people's trap, to do what I don't want to do and don't want to do, I will subconsciously reject and subconsciously resist.

"You chose the wrong person."

"No, I didn't choose the wrong person. I've tested you several times. You're the most suitable person." the wilderness old man grabbed my shoulder tightly and said earnestly, "you are absolutely capable of becoming a general under me."

General?

Let me kill?

I'm not a killing machine. Why should I do those things?

I held his hands and repeated what I had just said, "you really chose the wrong person."

He refused again and again, and finally made the wilderness old man change his face. "Do you think you have any other choice? Either you obey me, or I will let all the tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers die in front of you."

"Since they can't be used for me, I can't be cheap, the original thief old man!" he gnashed his teeth and burst his green veins on his face.

I stared at him in amazement. I always felt that these ferocious expressions should not appear on this once kind face. It was too contrary to his kind appearance at all.

What's wrong? What's wrong? Why did things develop like this in the end?

"Hiss - Ang -" the three headed bird's voice sounded again, and the huge wings flashed and circled over our heads.

This is a warning from the wilderness old man. He is forcing me to make a decision as soon as possible. At the same time, he said in my ear, "the purpose of you looking for me is to ask me to help you. As long as you agree to my request, your business is my business, your trouble is my trouble."

I looked at the dark crowd below. They all looked up at me. Their eyes were full of expectations and expectations.

They all want to live, and no one wants to die. Now, their life and death are in my hands.

How should I choose and decide?

Should I stick to my own ideas, or should I consider for those people and give up the principles I adhere to?

Either way, it's not what I want to see or do.

"Hiss - Ang -" another name, like a knife, poked in my heart.

"It seems that it's hard for you to make a decision. Let me help you," said the old wilderness man. The three headed birds hissed and rushed down into the crowd.

One of the unlucky heavenly soldiers was picked up. That day, the soldier was hung in his mouth like a bird holding a bug. He had no ability to resist at all.

The man struggled desperately, screamed in horror, and constantly begged me, "tianshuai, help me... Help me..."

The voice was like someone stabbing me in the heart with a knife.

I hate, hate that primitive God, also a wild old man, and hate the man who gave me life.

They are forcing me to do what I don't want to do, one by one!

The road I want is never my own. It's what they set for me.

I hate here, I hate everything here!

Resist, then resist, resist to the end.

Instead of letting others dominate you, it's better for you to be the master. One day, I will never hold me down. I want no one in the world to control me.

"Ah!" I hit the ground with a fist, and there seemed to be a huge force in my chest, which could gush out at any time.

Reiki, I actually feel the Reiki surging in my body. It seems that this barren island is not really barren. Look, my Reiki is about to gush out.

"Let him go!" I half raised my head, stared at the three birds, and squeezed these words out of my teeth.

On hearing this, the old man in the wilderness waved his big hand and the three birds opened their mouth. That day, the soldier fell down.

A strong hand picked me up. It was the wilderness old man. He smiled approvingly at me. "It seems that you have made the right decision."

Yes, I made a decision, but it wasn't what he thought.

It's just, in that case, I won't say it.

For the time being, save the lives of tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers.

But from this moment on, I secretly swear in my heart that I must turn over. When someone else's chess piece, you always have to be a chess piece and want to live the life you want. Only when you stand at the top, can you have the qualification and capital to choose what kind of life to live.

Therefore, I will try my best to climb up. I will no longer be framed and used by others. I will be the master of the world.

The wilderness old man took me down to the ground. He smiled and glowed. He told those people that he would spare their lives in my face, but they needed to hand over the fairy.

The fairy is a sign imprinted on them.

Only the immortals with this sign are formal immortals, and those without this sign belong to loose immortals.

There are many kinds of Sanxian, such as those who are punished for making mistakes, or those who reach the peak through their own cultivation, as well as animal spirits and monsters, which are collectively referred to as Sanxian.

The rank of Sanxian is the lowest among the fairies. Some people can't enter the formal immortal class in their whole life. Now, they are asked to abandon the formal immortal class and become a Sanxian against the heaven. Most people must be very reluctant and tangled.

But the current situation does not allow them to have other options. If there were any other way, I would not do so.

I told them, "brothers, I know it's difficult for you to make such a choice, but as long as you live, there is hope. If you believe me, I Zhao Suo and Zhao Qingxuan can swear to you here that one day, I will take you back to the sky!"

These words are from my heart and my true thoughts.

However, unlike before, I was always perfunctory before, but at this moment, I was very serious.

Today, every word I say and every decision I make here is a notice with my life.

The crowd was silent. A moment later, someone showed his arm and took off the fairy name.

Then, more and more people did that, one, two, three

Like the scene when they believed me at the beginning, tens of thousands of people took off the immortal one after another.

This is not only a kind of trust, but also a kind of life and death support. He gave his life to me. Is there any more heavy trust than this?

My eyes swept over the faces of these people one by one. I want to keep their appearance in mind. I want to print them in my mind one by one.

Zhao Suo has always had kindness and revenge. Today they believe in me one point. In the future, I will give it back to them ten times and a hundred times.

The three birds hovering over our heads flew away. I looked at the huge back, and my hanging heart fell back to my stomach.

Later, the old man in the wilderness arranged separate accommodation for me and Ji MuQing, Lin Jiang and Huang He, and said he would celebrate.

As for how to celebrate, I don't remember. I just drank a few glasses of wine.

You can't imagine that there is a fairyland on earth in such a deserted place.

Here flowers bloom, trees shade, water gurgling, birds singing and flowers fragrance, coupled with grape wine, it can be described as a fairyland on earth.

But it's just a small world. It lives pitifully in the wild mountains of high mountains.

Everything here is maintained by the old man in the wilderness with aura. He brought some flowers and plants back from the outside, and then used aura to support the people here.

In such a place where Reiki is very scarce, I don't know how much Reiki it will cost to nourish such a place with Reiki.

And he is happy, because here, he can feel that he is still alive or alive.

"Drink, come on, drink."

This wine is a wine with a strong aura. I don't know how many years it has been kept.

Without the nourishment of Reiki, I'm afraid it would have been broken.

I picked up the wine cup in front of me and drank it in one gulp. Now, I urgently need aura to wake up the aura surging in my body. These flowers, plants, running water and trees have all become delicious food in my eyes.

But the aura here is limited after all. It's not enough to wake up the aura in my body.