Chapter 200 If It Wasn't What She Wanted
"I don't want to be cold anymore."
Although Rou Shangxian also felt that if Ding Wen had not been responsible for these things tonight, he would not have received so much profit.
However, according to the rules of the Immortal Sect, it is impossible to reward the Chaos Lord so much, and even the Supreme Immortal, could not receive so many rewards.
"The matter is special. I don't want to accept the reward method of the Immortal Sect, so I have to consider how to make the Immortal willing to accept the distribution method of about half. Naturally, I have to consider one for the Immortal. It is worth doing this and it is a practical way to help the Immortal's future ambitions." Ding Wenben thought so, and his words are naturally sincere.
"What if I still don't accept it?" Rou Shangxian's face turned cold.
"If the immortal thinks that my idea is not good enough, I will think of another idea." Ding Wen faced Rou Xian's gaze and answered without hesitation.
"What if I still don't accept it?" Rou Shangxian continued to ask with a cold face.
"Then think of one more."
"Still not accept it!"
"Continue to think of the next solution."
"I just don't accept it! You want one hundred or one thousand, I don't accept it either!" Rou Shangxian asked more and more angryly. What she wanted was not such an answer.
However, Ding Wen smiled and said, "Then think about the 101, 1001 ideas."
"Positive answer" Rou Shangxian suddenly drew his sword, pointed at Ding Wen from a distance, and said angrily: "You know what I want to ask! No matter how many ideas you think, I just don't accept what you want to let you do. What should you do? Did you attack and kill me? Or hand over the part you want to separate?"
"It depends on what the immortal will do. If the immortal will kill me because of my fair share method, then the immortal will first look at the treasure I deserve more than my life." Ding Wen calmly looked at the gaze of the immortal.
"Don't make a quibble! These are supplies from the Black Cloud Immortal Sect. If you insist on sharing half of them, you are trampling on the Immortal Rules of the Black Cloud Immortal Sect!" Rou Shangxian refuted angrily.
"Now these do not belong to the Black Cloud Immortal Sect. Before completing the distribution, these treasures belong to you and me, and half of us. Is it a fair distribution or half that I can't bear to be worthy of? It's just your thoughts, and it has nothing to do with the Immortal Rules of the Black Cloud Immortal Sect. Because we are not occupying the supplies of the Black Cloud Immortal Sect, but we are the gains we have taken from the two damn Chaos Lords together!" Ding Wen continued to argue with confidence.
"You" Rou Shangxian was said to be unrefutable, but he just felt that what he said was unreasonable.
"The Supreme Immortal, that's the truth. I don't understand. The idea I have provided for the Supreme Immortal is worth leaving half of the treasures to facilitate the future. Submit the treasures to various immortals to apply for. How much of the treasures can be used for what you want to do? More than half of the loss will be paid? It would be great if you can use one tenth of them in the end! My idea is obviously better, why is the Supreme Immortal unwilling to accept it? Just because in the knowledge of the Supreme Immortal, even if these treasures are only your and my contributions tonight, and without any help from the Black Cloud Immortal Sect, do you still feel that you can't share them equally with me?" Ding Wen continued to ask.
"..." Rou Shangxian gritted her teeth, and was silent for a moment, unable to speak.
The breeze blew in waves.
The corners of Ding Wen's black and red chaos battle suit are raised from time to time.
Rou Shangxian's clothes and hair swung from time to time.
Suddenly, Ding Wen untied the Chaos Battle Clothes.
In amazement, Rou Shangxian asked anxiously: "What are you doing!"
"The thought of the Chaos Body is about to break out, and I must calm myself before I lose control." Ding Wen thought that Rou Shangxian would not let him go away by himself at this moment, and he didn't want to wait for her to continue to do this.
Rou Shangxian warned: "Don't think you have a chance to attack me if you are shameless! I advise you not to do anything randomly, I don't want to kill you, don't force me!"
"I understand. It turns out that the immortal did not want to kill me. I just agreed to the fair distribution of things." After Ding Wen said that, the immortal Rou was about to refute, and saw him pulling his sword and hurt himself quickly, and the sword wounds were from his face to his neck, to his body, limbs, and thighs.
In an instant, he became a bloody man, and the blood splashed suddenly turned into a blood-red flower-shaped pattern on the ground.
A bloody man stood in the center of the blood-painted flower, the indescribable bloody and weird...
"You" Rou Shangxian was stunned. Seeing Ding Wen's bloody face, he smiled and said, "Can you ask the immortal to use the magic method to help me remove the blood from the blood?"
Without saying a word, Rou Shangxian waved his sword and cast spells. In an instant, a cloud and rain appeared above Ding Wen's head. The raindrops as big as beans continued to wash away his body, and it was washed away in a short while.
Ding Wen picked up the folded battle suit and put it on.
Rou Shangxian asked very much: "You just rely on self-harm to solve the evil thoughts of the Chaos Body?"
"It is indeed uncontrollable that the Lord of Chaos is uncontrollable. However, whether to choose to hurt others to calm down the evil thoughts or to hurt yourself is actually a choice for some Lord of Chaos. I don't want to kill innocent people, so of course I have to hurt myself regularly; the evil thoughts of stomping the bloody feet on someone's toes can be solved by stomping himself. But as he said, stomping himself will hurt, and stomping others will not hurt himself."
"Is this also the reason why you want to kill the blood-foot?" Rou Shangxian thought about it, and also felt that the contrast was too obvious.
"The evil thought of the Golden Hammer of Chaos Lord is to seal people in gold and turn them into sculptures. This evil thought cannot be solved by itself. If he wants to satisfy his evil thoughts, he must seal people in, imagining that the living person is suffocated to death inside and become a statue sealed on the outside, which is the source of his satisfaction."
Ding Wen sorted out the wet method, looked at Rou Shangxian, and continued to speak.
"A chaotic master like him, regardless of whether he wants or not, will always hurt the innocent. The evil may not be his fault, but it must be eliminated. Just like the evil chaotic creatures eat people, it is also a survival instinct, but in order to survive, we must eliminate the evil chaotic creatures."
"It makes sense. Such evil thoughts should be judged from the beginning as a chaotic and evil nature, and they cannot coexist at all." Rou Shangxian thought, nodded, and felt that she had the intention of accepting the golden hammer and blood-foot surrender before, which was fundamentally inappropriate.
"So I think that if the immortal wants to establish a special force in the earth, when choosing help, the Chaos Lord can screen through such principles. What is suitable, what is not suitable, and what can be harmless to others through the Chaos Lord's own way of taking on pain."
Chapter completed!