After Breaking Up with My Girlfriend, I Became a Demon Saint

"coax!"

Confucius' fist collided with Zhao Wenhe's head, and Zhao Wenhe's head went cold with a "buzz", and then his eyes went black.

"His Majesty……"

Along with this blackness, there was an extremely familiar voice that reassured Zhao Wenhe.

The darkness receded, and Zhao Wenhe, who had blocked Confucius' fist with the help of Gang Qi, recovered from the brief dizziness. Before Zhao Wenhe had time to think about the voice ○○ that appeared in his mind just now, he took up his posture again, running and blocking.

……

The small col where Zhou Yan was.

Wen Quxing glanced at Zhou Yan for the last time, and the old man said decisively.

"Little Mister, there are many things in this world that you can not do, you can escape, and you can make excuses for yourself. But when you get old and you start to recall the past, those things will become nails one by one, It makes you feel uncomfortable all over, and every time you think about it, it's unbearable."

Wen Quxing went to the battlefield where Confucius and Zhao Wenhe were.

The old man's voice kept coming.

"So, don't leave yourself with regrets."

"When it breaks, it breaks."

Beside Zhou Yan, Alona, ​​whose spine was crushed by Confucius' oppression, opened his eyes, and the infinite starry sky shone in the eyes of this mirage dragon.

Just now Wen Quxing talked to Confucius and her, and made a plan.

……

The fist of Confucius in front of Zhao Wenhe became bigger again.

"coax!"

Confucius' fist landed on Zhao Wenhe's face, blood and a tooth flew away from Zhao Wenhe's face.

Zhao Wenhe's face showed a bit of bewilderment.

"His Majesty……"

"Your Majesty, the Five Sons Lotus Heart Soup has arrived..."

Zhao Wenhe's daze faded away quickly, and the empress recovered her spirits again, and once again punched Confucius.

But not long after, Confucius punched through Zhao Wenhe's door again, beating Zhao Wenhe into a dazed face, and then Zhao Wenhe woke up again.

After waking up this time, Zhao Wenhe was a little confused. She clearly felt that Confucius had spared his strength when he hit her head. hurt.

Confucius didn't want to hurt himself... anymore...

Confucius punched again before Zhao Wenhe's eyes.

There was a muffled sound, my head hurt, and my eyes went dark.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the lotus seed soup has arrived..."

As the darkness dissipated, Zhao Wenhe saw the Taiyuan Pavilion where he had his daily rest. Inside the Taiyuan Pavilion, the eunuchs stood there, the lights were bright, and the sandalwood incense was wafting.

Everything is as before.

But sooner, the scenes of this scene disappeared.

Zhao Wenhe returned to reality again, and saw Confucius' fists raining down without a break.

Zhao Wenhe didn't have time to think about the scene that just flashed by, but tried his best to block, escape, and explore the area where Zhou Yan and others were.

Confucius couldn't beat him, so he could only kill Wenquxing's gang, so that he wouldn't be killed once.

This time he persisted for ten breaths, and Zhao Wenhe received Confucius' steel fist with his face again.

"coax……"

In the darkness, the picture that I have seen countless times in the past came again.

"Your Majesty...it's getting late..."

A eunuch came from Zhao Wenhe's desk and bowed.

"Why don't you go back to Houde Palace and rest?"

Zhao Wenhe replied with one word just like he has answered countless times in the past.

"allow……"

……

Five kilometers away from the Confucius battlefield.

Wen Quxing stood on the edge of a crater, and countless literary qi emanated from the old man, illuminating the surroundings with light.

The old man was still talking in a low voice.

"Your Majesty... Wang Yingong and the household department cheated..."

"Famine in the Great West, millions of people have to exchange children for food..."

"The nobles of the imperial court seek pleasure, and the hungry people rebel countless times..."

Confucius.

Zhao Wenhe knelt in front of Confucius, his eyes were dazed, his mouth was slightly opened, occasionally his eyes regained some light, and then he was punched unconscious by Confucius.

Zhao Wenhe, who was knocked back out, was still muttering.

"Damn all the nobles..."

"Money, my money..."

"Cabinet Lin party harms the country and the people, and even claims to be a sage and a good man..."

"The people are confused..."

far away.

Wenqu stars scattered, and the whole person began to become transparent.

Zhou Yan walked out from the mountain depression and stared straight at the dissipated Wenquxing.

Wen Quxing turned his head and glanced at Zhou Yan for the last time. The old man opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just sighed, his face was as sad as a river of spring water, and he was about to say something.

"Ugh……"

Wenquxing completely dissipated, and countless scattered Wenqi flew in the direction of Zhao Wenhe, and then wrapped Zhao Wenhe up.

In an instant, the world changed color.

Everything changed in front of Zhou Yan who was standing in place.

Zhou Yan stood on a royal court, and a king who was so powerful in the world sat obliquely.

"Take the map held by Wuyang."

The king spoke, and the sound shook the world.

A heroic man came forward with a picture.

The screen changes.

A general wearing broken armor and a gloomy complexion stood in front of a surging river and sighed.

"Strengthen the mountain and the world is overwhelming, and the time is not good and the time is not dying.

What can I do if the dying is not dying, what can I do if Yu Ji Yu Ji? "

In another room, a white-haired old man grabbed a half-white-haired old man and said in a trembling voice.

"A gentleman is ten times as talented as Cao Pi, and he will be able to secure the country and make great decisions in the end. If heirs can be assisted, he can be assisted; if he is not talented, you can take it yourself."

The screen turned again.

This time the picture is on a trail.

A merchant with a few servants came to a small shop, and the merchant asked immediately after taking a seat.

"Shopkeeper, what meat do you have?"

The shopkeeper glanced at the merchant and said disdainfully.

"I have rice and meat, do you dare to eat it?"

The merchant said disdainfully.

"Come on, it's not the first time a certain restaurant has eaten."

The picture changed again.

In this picture, a group of soldiers in messy armor lead a group of Han people, muttering words like "two-legged sheep".

Then the screen changed again.

Zhou Yan saw the famine for hundreds of miles, people were like animals, and saw the rich wine and meat of the dynasty, and asked the people, "Why don't you eat minced meat?"

It caused constant laughter.

After seeing the annexation of land by various dynasties and generations, the people could not survive and could only rebel in the end.

Scenes of pictures, dynasties, countless people have passed by, but there is a clear theme.

That's Meat Eater Despicable.

Those who occupied high positions in the feudal era and the slave era did not regard people as human beings. Don’t you see that those officials who are honest and honest can write a special book in the history books. If you put one out of ten, there must be some that slip through the net.

For this reason, prosperity, the people suffer, death, the people suffer.

Every paragraph in the history books is full of "cannibalism".

But this is not what Wen Quxing wants to show Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan looked at all this, and said to the historical figures who kept coming and going around, the civil servants and generals.

"Master Ye, what you want to tell me is hope?"

A chuckle.

The historical images of coming and going around begin to dissipate.

A person with evil in his heart will naturally see evil, while a person with compassion in his heart will see good.