Chapter 601 Not from the same group
Gu Qingjue was not at all indifferent to the Saint as he appeared to be. On the contrary, he cared a lot.
When he resolutely left the Saint, the shadow he caused to himself was probably greater than that caused to the Saint.
Because in their relationship, the saint was not the unwilling one, he was.
It can be said that the saint tried every method and means, hoping that Gu Qingjue could be with her. The final result did not meet expectations. Although the saint was not satisfied, she did not have too many emotions.
Of course, this situation does not apply to everyone. It is determined by each person's personality, just like the saying "As long as you work hard, you will have no regrets" does not apply to everyone.
On the other hand, according to this theory, when Gu Qingjue wakes up in his dreams at midnight, he should feel much more unwilling than the saint.
He was the one who was bound by rules and regulations. Because of his reputation as the darling of the righteous path, he was forced to stand against the person he liked and was forced to cut off the connection between the two.
He was the one who finally chose to give up, but he had not yet reached the point where he had used all his strength, and this is where all the reluctance and desire arose.
This has led to the current situation. The person who is obsessed with the relationship between the two is not the saint, but someone else.
The saint took a deep breath, as if to shake off the concern about Gu Qingjue from her eyes.
“People from the host alliance can come if they want, but even if all seven major sects gather here, I dare not say anything.”
"This Wushan is still my Wushan."
"Except for me, no one can be the Lord of Wushan." The Saint added coldly: "Even the Demon Lord can't do it."
There was an uproar at the scene. Some people believed in the Saint unconditionally, while others' rationality was at odds. The Demon Lord was the lord of the Demon Realm, and the position of the entire Demon Realm under the Saint was nothing more than this small Wushan. But now the Saint said that her power was even above that of the Demon Lord. How could this make sense?
Isn't this the other way around?
There are many people who do not believe in the saint's words.
But the saint didn't care whether they believed it or not. When it really happened, even those who didn't want to believe it would have to believe it.
Ranran sat next to the saint and was really frightened.
"Your Highness, are you really not afraid of becoming enemies with the host alliance?"
The Saint said in a calm tone: "I only kill those who want to die."
"From the beginning, the only people I wanted to kill were Luo Haocang and Madam Hong. Now that Gu Qingjue has gotten involved, he wants to get the entire Host Alliance involved."
The Saint raised her lips and said, "Then everyone should get involved. I want to see how many people really want to die by then."
She turned her head to Ran Ran and spoke sarcastically, "Then he will be able to see how many people are really on the side of his so-called justice."
Ran Ran hesitated for a while before speaking, "Your Highness, are you really not angry?"
"I've never heard of such a statement." The Saint answered and thought about it carefully, "Maybe."
"But my strength allows me to gamble."
The smile on her face suddenly turned cruel, like the cold winter air, invisible but deadly, "Believe it or not, even if I kill all the seven major sects today, people will only praise my strength in the future."
The Saint ignored Ran Ran's reaction and continued, "Zhongzhou is such a place."
Ranran moved her lips with difficulty. In fact, she had a lot of questions to ask the saint, but in the end she couldn't open her mouth.
For example, she wanted to ask if killing all seven major clans was really what she wanted? If not, what did she really want?
For example, she wanted to ask, does the seven major sects she wants to kill include Gu Qingjue? If so, what does Gu Qingjue mean to her?
This is what is scary about people who have no desires or demands.
Ranran will never know what these people want, and will never be able to spontaneously create demands for them and influence them.
This is the kind of person a saint is.
In her previous narration, she cared about Gu Qingjue very much. It can be said that Gu Qingjue was the only person she cared about for such a long time.
But facing Gu Qingjue, the saint was still able to turn her back on him.
If a person or thing that has the ability to make her happy cannot bring her happiness, it might as well be destroyed.
Maybe she could feel joy in a moment of destruction.
This might be the Saint's mentality. "Gu Qingjue."
The Saint Lady called out Gu Qingjue's name unexpectedly, "You have always been a person who likes to ask why."
He wanted to question her identity as the Holy Maiden of the Demon Realm, he wanted to question her naturally cold personality, and he also wanted to question her whether she could give up everything for him.
The saint propped her cheek with her hand and leaned lazily on the chair.
"Now I want to ask you why."
Once the saint opens her mouth to speak, the entire arena will fall into absolute silence.
"Why did you do that?"
Gu Qingjue seemed not to be used to everyone's eyes being on him, and he frowned uncomfortably.
After a long time, a sound as cool and thin as the early winter mist was heard.
“Just follow my heart.”
Ran Ran was surprised. What a great example of just following one's heart. In this huge martial arts arena, the person who is least able to follow one's heart is probably Gu Qingjue.
He is bound by too many rules and regulations, and constrained by these things. Most of the things he does are what he should do, not what he wants to do.
Just like how he chose to leave resolutely because of his conflict with the saint's identity.
That was something his identity and position forced him to do, and that decision went against his heart in the most violent way, so much so that he still cannot let it go.
He may never have realized that the look he gave the saint was by no means innocent.
However, even in such a situation, Gu Qingjue was able to answer with four words: "Just follow my heart."
Has he become accustomed to deceiving himself, or has he never realized what he really wants in his heart?
The Saint Girl sneered mercilessly, "So, you want to save Patriarch Luo from me? It has nothing to do with your identity? It has nothing to do with your responsibilities?"
The more Ranran listened, the more she felt that the two people were sulking each other.
And the saint was even giving Gu Qingjue an opportunity to surrender.
If only Gu Qingjue could give the answer that the saint wanted, and one that was also in line with his heart, perhaps many of the contradictions in this martial arts arena would disappear.
Unfortunately, Gu Qingjue said firmly: "Yes, I wanted to save Chief Luo myself."
The Saint immediately frowned in disgust, "How disgusting."
Ranran saw that Gu Qingjue's eyes suddenly narrowed, as if they were stabbed by some heart-piercing arrow.
She couldn't help sighing in her heart, why, why should she do this.
The Saint Lady seemed to be completely relieved, and said in a loud voice: "I want to judge Luo Haocang because I can get pleasure from it."
"Gu Qingjue, can you really get pleasure from saving Luo Haocang?"
"Is this a cheap and despicable thank you from Luo Haocang?"
Gu Qingjue's lips moved, but the saint did not give him another chance to speak. She grinned, and her cold eyes seemed to show some kind of determination.
"It doesn't matter. I don't care anymore. Even if you really want that disgusting thing, I hope you can get happiness from it."
"Gu Qingjue, we are not the same kind of people."
Ranran saw Gu Qingjue in the audience shudder all over, and she couldn’t help but sigh in her heart.
Perhaps this was what Gu Qingjue had told the Saint before. He said the same thing to her and then left.
The person who said what he meant used to deceive himself with this matter in the past. Now that the two of them are really walking on completely different paths, he suddenly realized that the words he used to deceive himself had actually been true all along.
The two people are really not the same kind of people.
