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Chapter 7·TE·"His Dream"

"Ta, ta, ta."

Su Mingan helped Xiao Jingsan up.

Jamel Xiao lowered his eyes, with only numbness on his face. There might have been a hint of joy at realizing his dream, but it was quickly suppressed in his eyes. He didn't meet Su Ming'an's eyes for a moment, as if he was afraid of seeing this face.

"King, you have awakened. Now that the old gods have fallen and the gods are at their peak, I am waiting for you to achieve the position of the new gods."

The fairies also knelt on the ground, showing great respect to Su Ming'an.

Su Mingan knew that he could only pretend.

He originally just wanted to see how it would end, but he didn't expect that this seemed to be the most correct option. If he could keep pretending to be the Alien King, Xiao Jingsan would no longer try to awaken the real Alien King.

He suddenly realized that this was the best result.

——Let Xiao Jingsan live in the dream of awakening the alien king.

Give him hope and keep him alive.

Let him clearly know that the eldest prince is dead and Su Ming'an's consciousness has disappeared. It was all caused by his own hands. Let him face the alien king with the face of the eldest prince day and night soberly, face the murderer who took away the eldest prince's life, and live respectfully.

He always endured the joy of realizing his wish and the pain of killing the eldest prince with his own hands. He always lived in struggle and repeatedly questioned whether it was worth it.

He has deceived the whole world with the lies of immortals, making the whole world think that there are immortals in the world. Then Su Ming'an also used lies to deceive him, making him think that Su Ming'an was the real alien king all his life.

Cause and effect are nothing more than reincarnation.

He suddenly felt a trace of sadness and absurdity - this was the end of Xiao Jingsan, an idealist. Apart from repeatedly convincing himself that this was not a dream and that he had realized his ideal, what else could Jamel Xiao do?

——When a person reaches the ideal end point and no one is left around him, is this worthy of praise and joy?

Secret pain emerged in his heart, but Su Mingan quickly suppressed these emotions. He couldn't dwell on it any longer.

"Xiao Jingsan." At this moment, Su Ming'an racked his brains to recall the style of the magic stick, and thought about his tone: "Today, my shackles are released."

Jamel Xiao lowered his eyes and showed no reaction.

Seeing Jamel Xiao like this, Su Mingan breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that this tone was correct.

He is actually not very good at making up such lies, so now he can only improvise on the spot. He quickly recalled the old book in the room, and compiled an outline for himself in three seconds.

He looked around at the kneeling people and spoke slowly.

"Today, my shackles are lifted."

"The old gods fell, and the gods usurped the throne. They fed on the suffering of the people, planned life and death at will, divided the kingdoms, and enjoyed the blessings of faith. They once protected mankind, but they were nothing more than the body of desire."

"Of course, I want to take back the world in my name. By then, human emotions will not be able to surpass my power, human memory will not be able to survive my life, and human belief will not be able to reach my godhead."

When Su Mingan said this, he paused deliberately. He found that Xiao Jingsan still had no reaction, just lowered his head and listened, and the fairies were also very quiet.

A peach blossom brushed across Su Mingan's eyelashes, and he continued to tell lies:

"I will plunder the authority of God, destroy the faith of God, and absorb the energy of God."

"Collaborate with the three great angels, the Judgment Angel Biluo, the Order Angel Wright, and the Killing Angel Angbu."

"Two major families, the white family Buster, and the black family Ra."

"With this, the shackles of blind believers will be lifted, and the history of mankind will never end."

"In this way, only by adhering to the Eye of the Past, the Sword of Destiny, and the Immortal Talisman and Seal as gods can the wish of a thousand-year myth be solved."

After Su Mingan finished speaking, the scene was very quiet. Everyone lowered their heads and held their breath.

Watch Du's shocked voice penetrated into his mind: "An-chan, why are you so skilled?"

She never expected that Su Ming'an could react in just three seconds and make up such a long paragraph.

Su Mingan was silent, he didn't know if this would be useful.

Xiao Jingsan said slowly:

"I understand your thoughts. But why can't I feel your power?"

Su Mingan's brain was working rapidly. He understood that Xiao Jingsan was saying that Su Mingan did not have the aura of the Alien King. This is doubting Su Mingan.

"Energy." Su Mingan replied.

——One of the three elements [energy] you gave me is not enough, how can I exert my power?

"I heard that when the Alien King revives, he will reveal a personality that will make the world's aliens bow to their knees. If you have such power, I can safely handle the next thing for you." Xiao Jingsan said.

——Then, please show me your status. As long as you can make the aliens present kneel down, I will believe that you are the king of aliens.

"The most ancient angel once negotiated a deal with me. He took off his pupils and threw them into the sea, and I kept them for him." Su Mingan's thoughts were running rapidly, and he took out the Eye of the Old: "It is the thing that protects my godhead, and gathers the beliefs of all kinds of people from all over the world. His body cannot escape.”

——I have hidden that kind of power in the Eye of the Old, and I can’t let it escape. I can’t show it anyway, so you can do whatever you want.

"The most ancient angel is a servant of God. Why did he make a contract with you?" Xiao Jingsan asked.

——The most ancient angel is a servant of God and has nothing to do with the alien king. How did you make a contract?

"There are many secrets about the matter that lasted for thousands of years. Since you are a helper, you should know that the lifespan of the most ancient angel is limited. I made a promise of lifespan, and the most ancient angel is willing to complete this matter." Su Mingan considered his words.

——Of course I seduced him with my life span.

The two of them went back and forth several times. Xiao Jingsan questioned, compiled by Su Ming'an. The scene was like playing against the king of kings.

"Fight him to death, fight him to death!" Ah Du cheered.

Gradually, the black cat on his shoulder became dizzy, and Su Mingan's missionary aura was taking effect. The longer the chat lasts, the deeper the impact.

Su Ming'an kept borrowing myths he had seen in old scriptures, and kept quoting Jamel Xiao's Riddler remarks at night. I really can’t explain it, so I just start with the lighthouse theory.

Xiao Jingsan seemed to have only heard a few words about the alien king and was unable to get to the bottom of it. Soon, he fell silent, leaving Su Mingan talking endlessly.

Finally, when Su Mingan stopped, Xiao Jingsan said: "Then... Wang, do you... recognize my contribution?"

Su Mingan looked into Xiao Jamel's eyes and considered for a moment.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed it against Jamel Xiao’s forehead.

At this moment, Jamel Xiao was stunned.

"I understand your sacrifice." Su Ming'an stared into Xiao Jingsan's eyes: "I am willing to work with you to create a godly career."

He tried to call out his white tentacles and succeeded. Layers of white tentacles grow from the back, like a curved crescent moon. This unprecedented white tentacle should increase persuasiveness.

Jamel Xiao's pupils trembled, and he finally raised his eyelids and looked at Su Ming'an.

Almost identical dark eyes met, reflecting almost identical facial features. His pupils were like clear mirrors, reflecting Su Mingan and seeing himself in Su Mingan's eyes.

He seems to be seeking affirmation of his ideals and self in this look.

"I wish you a bright life, good health and eternal prosperity. Life after life, eternal life." Su Mingan said this blessing slowly. This blessing also feels very relevant and may be a little more convincing.

He vaguely understood that Xiao Jingsan just wanted to find peace of mind. He actually did not doubt Su Mingan. Because once he denies that Su Mingan is the alien king, it means that all his beliefs have collapsed. In a world of "recognition is existence", he needs to firmly "recognize" this.

Because, maybe - the alien king has resurrected? Maybe, there is a slight possibility that Su Mingan is really the alien king?

Jamel Xiao lowered his head slightly and said nothing, but just showed his convincing attitude.

"Xiao Jingsan." Su Ming'an continued to tell the lie in the tone of the alien king: "While I have not yet recovered, please put down your evil thoughts. I issued an order - for you and I to watch this noisy world together and wait here together, Do not interfere in any affairs of the world until the end of time.”

In any case, when the alien king did not revive in Su Mingan, Xiao Jingsan's ideal had already failed. Regardless of whether Xiao Jing Sanxiang doesn't believe that Su Ming'an is the alien king, he can't bypass Su Ming'an until he finds a more suitable method of resurrection.

——Xiao Jingsan, I will serve as the shackles of your crimes and freeze your ideals here. You shall not do evil again, nor shall you have any other conspiracy.

"Yes." Xiao Jingsan responded in a low voice.

——Su Ming'an, I will be forced to "recognize" your identity as the Alien King. I will not have any other conspiracies and will not interfere in anything in the world until the day when the Alien King is truly resurrected.

or,

- Until the day I die.

Before that,

You will be my only chain.

"Uh-huh."

A gust of wind blew, and the early spring wind in February blew up the peach blossom petals on the branches. In an instant, the petals covered Xiao Jingsan's body.

He seemed to have returned to that night again. The moon was like a flowing Milky Way, the peach blossom trees were like snow, and the young man on the branch laughed and shook off the peach blossom branches, and the petals fell all over him.

The peach blossom stuffing on the ground had already been spilled all over the ground, and there was nothing left in the glass cup. Only the aroma of wine was left in the air, flooding the air in an instant.

Su Mingan and Xiao Jingsan just looked at each other under the peach blossoms falling in the sky. The spring breeze in February blew up the white and black clothes, like a black magpie and a white dove flying with their wings intertwined. It is obviously a deserted island on the sea, but it seems that suddenly I can see an entire world of rivers, lakes, temples, and an entire human world.

Bustling with people coming and going, the young are provided for and the old are supported.

They will be trapped here, trapped in the dream of the resurrected alien king, and become the chain of souls and ideals. From a distance, the world is stable and the people are happy.

Princess Jinghe from Yuan Guan took over the important task of the eldest prince, carrying the ideas and letters he left behind, writing about the prosperous era of Datong that was being forged.

——Until the day when the chains between each other are completely severed.

"The journey of the great road,"

"The world is for the common good."

"Select the worthy and capable, be trustworthy and cultivate harmony."

"An old friend does not only care for his relatives, nor does he only have children for his children, so that the old will die, the strong will be useful, and the young will grow..."

In the hazy white mist, as if among the peach blossoms back then, the young man in white held the letter and read to him aloud with soothing eyes:

"...The power to be evil does not come from one's own body, and one does not have to do it for one's own sake."

"...It is because people are planning to be closed but not prospering, because they are stealing and causing chaos but not committing crimes, because they are not closed to the outside world - this is called Datong."

Su Mingan raised his head, and he seemed to see a figure in white on the branch of the peach blossom tree, and the high black ponytail swaying slightly in the spring breeze. The young man held the candied haws and seemed to be gazing at Lou Yue’s hometown thousands of miles away.

His eyes were sincere, the sun shrouded his body, everything was as warm as eternity.

Su Mingan blinked and wanted to call Su Shaoqing's name, but didn't. It's like looking at another self, that self is watching over his hometown called Louyue. His name is Su Shaoqing.

The young man seemed to smile at him, waved his hand, said goodbye silently, and stepped out——

The next moment, a gust of wind blew, and the peach blossom branches swished, leaving only half of the candied haws on the ground. It was a gourd scoop dipped in sugar, half of the surface was green and the other half was crystal clear.

Far, far away, there seemed to be hundreds of kites flying high.

Until the peach blossom disappears and disappears.

…

Paper kites fly high, and everyone has to get new clothes.

The prosperous age of Datong is approaching, and the old friends will never return.

…

"Ding dong!"

[Chapter 3: Penglai Island, achieved]

[Evaluation: "In the name of Kang Yu 2, he personally 'killed' the eldest prince and 'completed' his long-awaited ideal - to revive the alien king.\