the male

"Well, it's fine.

Smiling softly, You Linger took the initiative not to touch the pain in Xia Yi's heart. Xia Yi looked at You Linger's smile, which was exactly the same as Yuer's, the same gentleness, and the same understanding.

It’s just that it’s so unreal. Xia Yi vaguely remembers the scene he saw in Mobei, a sealed island in the North Sea. It's just a cold person, his eyes seem to be able to freeze the soul of a person, even if it's just an image, Xia Yi at that time didn't dare to look directly at it.

"speaking of

"correct....".

Suddenly, the two looked at each other at the same time, both muttering words, but suddenly stopped, the two of them were just a little stunned--Xiaohui, Xia Yi immediately smiled and nodded to signal You Linger to speak first.

You Ling'er didn't think too much, and directly expressed the deepest doubt in her heart.

"Xia Yi, do you hate the human race? To be precise, you hate the future human race."

Since meeting Xia Yi, Xia Yi has said more than once that the human race in this era is very good, he wants to feel more, and when he meets someone like the fire thief, Xia Yi can't stop releasing his murderous aura; it seems I really hate that kind of guy will appear in this era. She felt Xia Yi's prejudice against the future human race.

"I don't hate it, but I definitely can't say I like it. I've seen too many people end up with tragic results. Whether it's me or that person, I can only bow my head and sigh--this is the way of the world, but what determines how the world changes is not Is it humane?"

"The humanity of the future...is terminally ill."

Xia Yi deeply dislikes the statement that strength is everything. Isn't this anti-intellectual? How did the human race rise to the top of Dao Fatian? Isn't it precisely because of all kinds of whimsy, all kinds of creations can be weak and The vulnerable body has come to the present?

The strong in the future are not reasonable or far-sighted people at all, but the so-called decisive, vicious and vicious people. When more and more people agree that big fists make sense, the glorious history left by the sages of the human race It can also be said that it is over.

"So, does anyone stand up?"

You Ling'er did not judge what the future humanity will look like. Humanity is the way of human beings, and she is a demon, so she is not qualified to judge.

"Many people have stood up, but they all compromised for various reasons.

"you too?

Yes, you may not be able to imagine that I am so ruthless that even women and children will be spared, but I... suffer!"

With a long sigh, Xia Yi shook his head and said nothing.

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29

As You Ling'er has always said, she has the ability to understand people's hearts, which was taught to her by Emperor Fengmo in the ancient times. Emperor Fengmo said that people's hearts will change, and everything in the world will change. Other races have more things called spirits, and spirits can also be passed on.

Generation after generation, if it is the correct spirit, no matter in any era, someone will regain that spirit. This is the inheritance, even the inheritance that does not need to be told deliberately. This inheritance is engraved in the genes of the human race, and the soul is deeply place.

"Do you identify with yourself? What about everyone else?

You Linger continued to ask, she wanted to try to convey the will of Emperor Fengmo to Xia Yi, she could do it, she had this ability, the human race of this generation still kept the expectation of Emperor Fengmo, but in the next hundred thousand years , Xia Yi's various struggles and despair can also be heard from Xia Yi's tone.

It was an era that made even a sage despair.

"Me? Sometimes I don't agree with myself, but there are indeed a group of people who believe in me unconditionally.

For example, Liu Xiaozhou, although under the management of Qingyun Sect, Liu Xiaozhou is not as good as it was [-] years ago, but compared with most places in Tianling, it is a paradise, and monks' discrimination against mortals has been greatly improved.dead

"That's right, some spirits can never be borne by one person, but they need an initiator, or a kindling seed. You have lit something, even if your own fire is extinguished, but the fire that has been lit is gone. No, it will be passed on.

"And as a fire, even if it was once extinguished, and even burned out, wouldn't the fire that was lit help the fire to rekindle

"Tinder? A metaphor for fire?

Xia Yi is speechless. It can be said that it is an element that is very worshiped by the human race. In the history of any realm, there will be more or less fire-worshiping sects, whether they are cultivators or mortals.

"Of course it is based on fire. There is a basis for this. Xia Yi, just imagine - in the dark night where you can't see your fingers, cold and fearful, you have no cultivation base, you have nothing, you are just - a mortal, you You heard the roar of a wild beast, you smelled blood, you hid in a tree hole and finally waited until you came to Ming Pass, this time it was the same as usual, someone beside you disappeared again, this time you didn’t know him , but next time it might be your parents, or even yourself.

"So what are you trying to say?

"Don't interrupt, listen patiently! This is what Emperor Fengmo told me personally.",

You Ling'er began to tell some older stories. This story is obviously the time when the human race was first born, an age farther than ancient times. There is no specific division in the history of the human race, and only a rough time can be told.

The human race at this time can be said to be the blood food of all races, the shivering food in the mouths of monsters and beasts, following the most primitive law of nature, that is, the weak eat the strong, and there is no difference between innate creatures and acquired creatures for the human race.

"In such despair, you can't find any meaning to survive, but the instinct of life makes you stubbornly spend every day that is worse than life, until one night, the sky thunder falls, and the lightning strikes a big tree Above, the fierce flames made the night bright for the first time. You and your tribe with less than a hundred people around you spent a safe night in the brief warmth.

"When you woke up the next day, no one around you disappeared, your body was warm, and your parents were lucky to be by your side today, and your abundant physical strength allowed you to harvest more food. The first time since you were born- For the first time, I felt what happiness is."

"It's just that I can sleep peacefully at night and see my companions when I wake up, that's enough, I don't ask for anything else.

"Since then, you and your companions will not find a place to rest on rainy nights. What are you looking for, it's just walking on rainy nights? Most of you are weak and unable to hold on."

book A

"Somebody gets sick, somebody dies," said SE's trail

You Ling'er told this story with emotion, but Xia Yi found that when You Ling'er talked about it, it didn't seem like she was telling a story, as if she had personally experienced this past event.

"But you still don't give up searching every rainy night, because since that day, the raging flames have been far away in your mind, and finally, until one day you found the fire, but unfortunately still It's just a short-night, even if you have made preparations and carefully preserved the fire, you still can't keep it for too long.'

"You and all your companions have been trying to figure out a way since that day. You spent sleepless nights looking for fire, and everyone who fell ill on the way was remembered by you, until one day you couldn't walk anymore, coughing Fell in a tree hole, trying to tell your young child with vague pronunciation, let him find it."

"You are dead, but your child has embarked on the road of seeking fire. He has been looking for fire all his life. Your tribe has traveled all over the mountains and rivers. Your weak body can't stop your will to seek fire. You sacrifice and give up. There are many places where you can set up a family and start a business, just to find fire. Your child dies, and your grandson continues to seek fire.

"In this way, generation after generation, every time you find fire, your understanding of fire will be much deeper. Finally, one day in your tribe, someone in your tribe hit sparks with a special stone, and someone scraped the bark with a stone. There are also people kneeling and praying to the fire that was extinguished before, and for many years, you have multiplied, and the purpose of your inheritance is only to find the fire."

"Your methods are constantly improving. What you think about eight nights in your mind is how to find fire, find fire, seek fire, be born of fire, be born of fire, and... finally find fire!"

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