Chapter 13939: Fear of embarrassment and desire to survive
Qin Xianglan raised her eyebrows, her delicate eyebrows slightly raised, with a hint of playfulness and cunning, and said: "Why do I feel that you are planning some 'bad idea' again?" There was a curious light in her eyes, as if she wanted to see through Ling Xiao's mind.
Ling Xiao smiled bitterly, shook his head helplessly and said: "Am I so cunning in your eyes? I am just thinking about how to win this war, how to minimize casualties and protect our homeland." His voice was a little tired, but full of determination.
He knew that the road ahead would be full of hardships and challenges, but he was ready. For the Dazhen Dynasty and the Batian Empire, he would fight without hesitation.
Liu Heng followed his gaze and looked in the direction of the Demon Sea. Wherever his eyes reached, the sky seemed to be covered by a layer of haze, and there was a faint depressing and dangerous atmosphere.
He murmured, "The Demon Sea...how powerful is it?" The voice was so soft as if he was afraid of disturbing this mysterious and powerful force. It also seemed like a question from the bottom of his heart, carrying with it fear of the unknown and confusion about the future.
Ling Xiao slowly withdrew his gaze. His eyes were as calm as water, yet revealed a kind of firmness and determination.
He said calmly: "Don't think too much, hurry up and practice. As long as we become stronger, their strength will have nothing to do with us." He knew that in the face of absolute strength, all worries and fears were in vain. Only by constantly improving his own strength can he have a glimmer of hope in this coming storm.
Sikong Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, quietly looking at the plaque with the words "止戈" hanging on the wall. The words on the plaque were vigorous and powerful, as if they contained a profound philosophy.
His expression was solemn, his brows slightly furrowed, and his mind was full of thoughts. The word "stop the war" originally meant to stop the war, but now the sea of demons was eyeing them covetously, how could the Dazhen Dynasty easily stop the war?
"Spear King, the demon sea is coming with such force this time, I'm afraid it was premeditated." On the left, the Water King spoke calmly. His voice was low and steady, with a kind of wisdom that came from having experienced many vicissitudes of life. He was wearing a blue robe with a pattern of surging waves embroidered on it, as if he had merged with the sea.
"It's more than just premeditated." On the right, Sword King Bai Qiuchi stroked his beard and sighed. He was dressed in a white gown, with an elegant temperament, but also a sharp sword intent.
He went on to say, "The Demon Sea has been expanding everywhere for thousands of years, and has long intended to annex the world. Under the current situation, I am afraid that only our Dazhen Dynasty has not been touched by them. They must have made all the preparations to come here this time, and want to take our Dazhen Dynasty into their pockets in one fell swoop."
Sikong Xuan turned around and slowly scanned the crowd. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, as if he could see through everyone's thoughts.
He said in a deep voice: "Does anyone have any good ideas?" His voice echoed in the hall with an unquestionable majesty.
There was silence in the hall. Everyone lowered their heads, frowned, and fell into deep thought.
After a long while, one of them gritted his teeth and said, "Rather than surrendering, we should fight to the death! How can a man of our race be afraid of the sea of demons?" His voice was passionate and tragic, full of determination. He was dressed in a black suit, and his eyes revealed a courage to face death.
"Don't be reckless!" The Water King shouted quickly.
He stood up, put his hands behind his back, and paced in the hall, saying: "The demon sea has deep hidden power, which is absolutely beyond our reach. If we rashly start a war, I'm afraid... Alas."
He sighed, his face full of worry. He knew very well that the power of the Demon Sea was unfathomable, and once the war started, the Dazhen Dynasty would suffer a heavy blow.
Just as everyone was arguing, Ling Xiao, Liu Heng and Qin Xianglan walked to the window.
Outside the window, the breeze blew gently, rustling the leaves. But everyone's hearts were like a mess, without any sense of relief.
"What do you think?" Qin Xianglan asked in a low voice.
She was wearing a pink dress, with a pretty face and a look of intelligence and sharpness in her eyes. She stood quietly beside Ling Xiao, waiting for his answer.
Ling Xiao looked at the people arguing in the hall with a slightly cold look in his eyes.
The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a mocking smile, and said: "They are just a group of people who want to save face but are afraid of losing their lives."
His voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by Qin Xianglan and Liu Heng. He knew very well that when these people faced the threat of the Demon Sea, they wanted to maintain the dignity of the Dazhen Dynasty, but they were also afraid of the casualties and losses brought by the war, so they were caught in such a dilemma.
Qin Xianglan sighed softly, and that sigh was full of helplessness and emotion about the world: "In today's world, how many people can truly face death with equanimity?"
She looked into the distance, as if through the layers of clouds, she could see people struggling to survive in this chaotic world. In this era of rampant demons and wars, death is always around, but how many people can truly face death calmly and not flinch?
Ling Xiao was silent for a moment, his eyes were deep and distant, as if hiding endless thoughts.
Suddenly, he slowly said, "What do you think those people would do if the Demon Sea really broke through the Dazhen Dynasty? Beg for forgiveness? Or face death?"
His voice was low and calm, but it seemed particularly heavy in this silent atmosphere. He imagined the tragic scene after the Dazhen Dynasty was breached, and what choices would those people who were usually high and mighty and pampered make when facing the iron hoof of the demon sea.
Qin Xianglan was stunned. She didn't expect Ling Xiao to suddenly ask such a question.
She frowned slightly, thought for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said, "Maybe both. Human nature is like this. When disaster strikes, some people will always show their true colors."
She knows the complexity and changeability of human nature. At the critical moment of life and death, some people will do whatever it takes to survive and beg for forgiveness; others will stick to their beliefs and would rather die than surrender. These two completely different choices are the true portrayal of human nature.
Ling Xiao stopped talking and sighed softly, a sigh that seemed to contain disappointment and sadness about the weaknesses of human nature.
He looked out the window, his eyes revealing a kind of firmness and determination. He secretly vowed that no matter what, he would protect the Dazhen Dynasty and would never let the conspiracy of the Demon Sea succeed.
Qin Xianglan looked at him and suddenly felt that this young man seemed to have more vicissitudes and indifference than his peers.
His eyes revealed a maturity and steadiness beyond his age, as if he had experienced countless trials and tribulations. He exuded a unique aura that made people want to get close to him, but dare not touch him easily.
Perhaps, this is the reason why Ling Xiao was able to succeed. (End of this chapter)
