"They are all here." He Lingchuan smiled slightly, "I am between reality and reality."

Where is the boundary between virtuality and reality? During the trip to the upside-down sea, he gained new insights.

Although he was confused, Bai Ziqi still discovered: "This Panlong City is no longer the Panlong City in history, is it?"

He Lingchuan only said: "Panlong City has never disappeared."

He waved his hand again, and another flower appeared in front of Bai Ziqi's eyes.

They returned to the lakeside again, the surroundings were cold and desolate, and there was a pot of residual wine on the table.

This is reality.

He Lingchuan said calmly: "It was never that I was obsessed with Dafang Hu, but Panlong City molded me into such a character."

Bai Ziqi was silent.

In just two scenes, the questions about He Xiao have been answered, but more questions have arisen.

Who is this guy in front of me?

He Lingchuan did not give him any more time to think: "I am also curious, what kind of magic power does the Tiangong have that can make a person as amazing and talented as Brother Bai betray his origin and position, and work for the gods wholeheartedly?"

Bai Ziqi narrowed his eyes and said in a very surprised tone: "Betraying one's origin and position?"

For the first time, someone put the word "betrayal" on him.

"You are the Duyun envoy of the Heavenly Palace. You know very well how the demon controls Bejia and how it creates chaos and seizes the nightmare energy in the human world. You are not one of those ignorant believers." He Lingchuan looked directly into his eyes, "But you are a human first. Why?

Are you determined to be a dog for the devil?"

"Human?" Bai Ziqi's eyes met with his, without any fear, "Do you know what the world was like before Bejia appeared?"

"Back then, I listened to a lot of lectures at Lingxu Imperial Academy." He Lingchuan sat back in his chair, "The world was as desolate as the eternal night, and the common people lived like pigs and dogs, until Bejia was born and became a monster.

Utopia, right?"

"There were no walls in Lingxu City back then. All nations went to court, and the learning style was lively. Of course, Lingxu City would repair the history of Bejia and make it beautiful." He Lingchuan had read the books in Lingxu City and heard about them.

There are classes dedicated to explaining the history of the country, in which there are countless touching stories of sages and sages.

And he can also feel that not only foreign students believe it, but also people from Lingxu City, and Bejia citizens who go out of town also believe it.

Everyone is convinced.

Is there any reason not to believe it? That is a whole set of theories, and it is a history that has been circulated in an orderly manner.
Chapter completed!