"You can tell me the answer directly." Zhang Xi didn't really want to play any puzzles with the King of Hell, he wanted to know the answer directly.

It can also be said that he didn't want to know the answer, but he wanted to know what this guy was doing.

How can he escape unstoppable?

What is his cultivation strength? If he really starts, he will have some chance of winning.

It is because of this kind of thinking that planning is being made.

The apparent cynicism is to hide the tension inside.

"I want you to tell me the answer." The King of Hell did not answer, but asked Zhang Xilai instead.

You raise them, come and ask me?

Zhang Xi thought the same as above and did not express it.

It is a good thing to choose to talk to him.

If you don’t start it, there will be a chance.

Understand the personality of the King of Hell, know what he wants to do, and how to use it to let him go. Understand these, it will make him think about countermeasures to survive.

"Because they are very close to Yanghui." He tried to guess.

Black, what else can it be?

If you are not black in such a hell, what else can you do?

The white crane appears here, isn’t it just like Bai Wuchang’s pale one?

The variety and color of cranes does not seem to be determined by the environment, but by the genes of their parents.

What color their parents have in their skin color, they should be.

If the answer was that simple, the King of Hell would not come to ask himself specifically.

The three pairs of black wings inserted on his back, and the chess energy that was so rich that it was forced into his body like a waterfall gave him a completely different way of thinking.

The black crane is called a secret treasure, not a chess beast.

They are contracted and reentered into their bodies by themselves in the form of a master-servant contract.

Wings grow from their backs.

If they are not chess beasts...what would it be?

The environment when Heihe appeared just now was similar to the artistic scene in his Nine-Wheel Yangguang.

If he guessed correctly, the previous place should be their breeding environment.

Raise secret treasures that can gather and absorb the qi on a large scale, in an environment similar to the nine-wheeled sunshine.

Black, under the absolute light, there will be darkness.

"If you stare at the light for a long time, there will be a short or even long dark time." The King of Hell recognized Zhang Xi's answer.

"You want to say that your existence is born in light?" Zhang Xi did not agree with this answer.

The answer to answer for the sake of answering does not mean that it is the true thought in your heart: "Born with light, you should go the right way to help those who need your help. Saving the victims and stopping the tragedy in advance will definitely be much better than punishing sins with false benevolence and righteousness here."

Even if there is something like listening to clearly hear your inner thoughts, there is someone like a judge who can read the past, know all your past, and judge your motive for doing evil.

But after all, they are not the parties involved, so how can they understand the parties’ real thoughts at that time?

"Actually, you already have the answer." The King of Hell stroked his equally dark beard, meaningful.

"Ha." Zhang Xi laughed disdainfully.

Answer.

What's the answer?

Can those with strength do whatever they want?

"Your ability is stronger than me, and I can give you this position. What kind of way do you want to judge, whether to save people, or hurt people after they harm them. These are all decided by you." The King of Hell's values ​​are very consistent with his identity as the judge of hell.

He will not delve into the right or wrong of what he does.

It is obviously more effective to state a fact that has been recognized by Zhang Xi than any unnecessary explanation.

A powerful force is far better than all clever explanations.

Those with power need no explanation.

Strength is explanation.

"Yeah." Zhang Xi was helpless about this, but had to agree with it.

Countless experiences and countless experiences told him that he should follow the darkness under the sunshine.

Without darkness, how can we appear as bright as the sunshine?

How could it be completely light under the light?

The eyes cannot shine directly on the sun for too long because its light is too hot.

At night, for some practitioners with good eyesight, they can actually see everything clearly.

They can look at the romantic beauty in the night sky for a long time, and it seems that the night is the most sinful moment. They think that after the night is spent, the darkness fades away. With the sunshine, sin will converge and there will be nowhere to hide.

Not.

Even without any obstruction, the hot and bright sunshine will make your eyes blind for a moment.

This moment of blindness and this moment of "invisibility" will make the sin happen more openly.

"I am the master here, should I punish those who have done evil things or prevent sin from happening? The right to choose is with me."

"You have the power to change me and stop me?" The King of Hell stared at the vicissitudes on Zhang Xi's face that were inconsistent with his age, and half-closed his eyes, as if he was recalling and thinking about something.

"Why should I stop you? You have your way and I have my freedom." Zhang Xi shook her head and gently stroked Xuanxue's knife hilt with her right hand. "As you said, strength determines everything. Most of the time, I want to be a good person. Sometimes, I have to be a bad person."

Unless you have powerful power from birth, just like those supreme beasts, which eliminate the power that is above them, the power that can seal them.

They can do anything as they like.

They have the ability and freedom to keep good things going.

He can't.

If he is a good person, he may move himself in the direction of a saint.

If he walks the path of a saint, he must let go of all hatred.

That can't be done.

Blood debt must be paid for.

The King of Hell's black hands are the mastermind behind him who has made him go on a difficult road.

"Buzz"

Xuanxue's blade resonated with the anger burning in his heart.

"Dong"

Holding Xuanxue in his hand, kicked his feet on the ground, and Zhang Xi rushed towards the King of Hell.

The meaning of the King of Hell is very obvious.

I kept telling him a truth, a truth that he had understood long ago.

There are not so many truths in the world, all the truths come from power.

Having strength means having reason.

Without strength, everything is free from discussion.

There may be one of the few heroes who will help preside over justice, and they will preside over too much justice.

They may not necessarily have the ability to help him preside over justice.
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