I'll hand over the system soon.

Sancho said so confidently that Yuxiao was stunned for a moment, but soon he burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, what can I change? Why should I change? All the gods in the world are going to die, and I am about to win. What do I need to change!"

Sancho was not frightened by Yuxiao's crazy laughter. She said calmly: "After the gods are dead, who's turn will be next? Is it the mortal you have been unwilling to hurt?"

Under Yu Xiao's displeased gaze, Sancho continued: "But is it still up to you to make the decision in the current situation?"

Yuxiao is the first demon in the world. No matter what his relationship is with those strange demons, there is always a certain connection between them. Therefore, as soon as he appears, those demons will immediately kneel down and worship him.

In the same way, the black energy can affect the sanity of the demons, so Yuxiao's sanity should also be affected.

Now that these demons are attacking them uncontrollably, who knows if they will attack mortals after the monks are dead.

Yuxiao stared at Sancho, with black mist rolling in his eyes from time to time, and his expression went crazy for a moment, "You do know too much."

Sancho knew that the other party had murderous intentions, but there was no fear on her face, because she also knew that Yuxiao would not kill her.

Demons never kill mortals, and with her current cultivation level, she can barely be considered a mortal.

"Why do you want to kill all the monks? Not all monks are bad people, and not all mortals are good people, right?" Sancho asked curiously.

She could probably guess that Yu Xiao and the monks had an enmity, and the enemy was the original Qinglian Sect, but the Qinglian Sect had been destroyed by him, right? Then why did he kill all the monks?

For some unknown reason, Yu Xiao completely ignored the kneeling demons and the lying monks on the ground, and had no time to communicate with Sancho.

"You ask me why? I also want to know why. Maybe it's because this is the mission of my birth?"

As he spoke, Yu Xiao laughed sarcastically, turned his palms upward, gathered a ball of black energy and asked Sancho: "Do you know what this is?"

Sancho wanted to shake his head and tried to move, but then he remembered that he was still controlled by Yuxiao. He pursed his lips and said unhappily: "I don't know."

Then he discussed and asked Yuxiao: "Can you put me down to talk?"

This position was really tiring, and more importantly, blood was still dripping from her shoulders, and she was starting to feel dizzy.

Yuxiao laughed, flicked her fingers, and Sancho fell to the ground with a splat. She hissed softly, and quickly got up from the ground to heal herself.

Yuxiao didn't mind Sancho's busyness and just kept talking to himself, "This thing is called demonic energy, which is always generated in places with the most dead people."

Sancho paused and realized that these black energies were demonic energies.

"Do you know how I discovered demonic energy?"

Yu Xiao asked again, but this time he had no intention of asking Sancho to answer. He asked and answered himself: "You may not believe it, but I found it on my parents."

Yuxiao played with the demonic energy in his palm, making it change into different appearances. Sometimes it was a distorted and roaring face, and sometimes it was a strange demon.

"I was born into a wealthy family. My father was a good businessman and loved my mother very much. I could have spent my life happily and happily."

Suddenly, Yuxiao closed his palms, squeezed away the demonic energy in his palms, walked to a monk, and stepped on his head.

"But it's these monks who think they are superior to others. They killed my parents and destroyed my family just because I am a genius that is rare to see in a thousand years!"

"Hahaha, because I am a genius, I should embark on the path of seeking the Tao, and I should pursue my quest without any distractions. Anyone who obstructs my pursuit of the Tao should disappear."

"So they slaughtered my whole family and told me to be ruthless and cold-blooded. You see, I didn't live up to their expectations. I killed all the monks. Am I ruthless and cold-blooded enough?!" Yu Xiao leaned over, crazy. Asked the dying monk at his feet.

Seeing no response from the monk, Yuxiao seemed to be bored, so he exerted force on his feet. Sancho heard the sound of broken neck bones, and the monk under his feet suddenly died.

Yuxiao changed to a monk and continued, "I endured the revenge of killing my father and mother, and practiced with great concentration in Qinglian Sect, but I found that no matter how I practiced, I could never destroy the entire Qinglian Sect with my own strength. , to avenge my parents."

"Since serious practice is not enough, I have to find another way. God is not completely blind, but he still allowed me to succeed in the end. Hahaha, the tides are turning, and it must be the time for these monks to die!"

As if venting her anger, she trampled on another monk's neck bone. Sancho had no intention of stopping it and was unable to stop it. She walked to Fenghui and treated his wounds while saying: "What you hate is not these monks, but the injustice of this world." Bar."

"You hate these monks. They do whatever they want just because of their cultivation. You don't care about the lives of mortals."

"You hate the injustice of the sky. Even though your family has never provoked anyone, you are going to die so miserably. However, those monks who have done evil can find the path to immortality through practice."

"So you want to kill all the monks, because you think that as long as all the monks in this world die, there will no longer be such injustice and sorrow."

Yuxiao stopped, neither admitting that Sancho was right nor denying that Sancho was wrong, but just stood staring at her.

Sancho didn't care about his reaction and just continued: "But there is another thing that you know but are unwilling to admit, that is, there is never absolute fairness in this world."

"It won't happen now, and it won't happen tens of thousands of years from now."

There is no absolute fairness in this world. People are born as different individuals, and these differences will cause differences, and differences are unfair.

After dealing with Fenghui, Sancho stood up, endured the pain and walked step by step to the white-haired female figure who had rescued them before, and closed her eyes.

But even though his eyes were closed, the black energy surging on the opponent's body was still flowing.

"True fairness should be relative. Under established rules, everyone must follow the same rules to survive."

I don't know whether it was due to excessive blood loss or being in close contact with the black energy for too long. Sancho felt more and more dizzy, and there was a violent impulse rising deep in his heart.

Gritting his teeth and enduring these interferences, Sancho continued: "So what you should do is to establish rules that you think are fair and let everyone abide by the rules you establish, instead of endless killing in an attempt to kill all the monks. Ask for justice.”

"As everyone knows, as long as the human race does not die out, there will always be people with extraordinary talents who will continue to be born, continue to cultivate and become the gods they once were, and then do what the gods did before."

I have to work overtime today, and I will have to work overtime tomorrow. I really can’t bear it anymore. I’m asking for leave. There is only one update today. I have to have a good sleep. There may only be one update tomorrow, but I will try my best to update two times. I owe you today I will find opportunities to make up for it later.

Good night, babies.