"I have one stroke to paint the common people"
The entire Yuntian Realm looked at the figure standing upright like a green pine in the sky, using fingers instead of pens to paint the world.
However, the woman behind him, whose face was full of affection, suddenly turned indifferent, stabbed his heart with a sword. He closed his eyes and asked her tremblingly why.
"I learn the way of heaven, and I am the one who holds the sword."
The woman drew her sword and watched quietly as her "lover" perished both spiritually and physically. The lackeys of Heaven around him laughed at his stupidity in treating others with sincerity, and he closed his eyes and entered the sky.
He was a master who had gathered the art of writing for thousands of years. He was upright in body and innocent in thought. He died as a martyr just to break the "golden rule" created by God to imprison the common people, and to draw a truly beautiful world with an infinite future. However, he was killed by the major forces and his beloved who had established the impermeable net of puppets.
Nine years ago he was beheaded, and nine years later he reappeared in the world with his original text.
Zhong Yuran looked at the pen in his hand that was no longer sharp, and merged it with the original text, writing down his long-cherished wish in this life:
"In the previous life, Emperor Wen wrote for the way of heaven, but in this life, he paints the world with his pen."
You Jingqing held his hand and whispered: "Then I will stay with you for ten thousand years."
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Zhong Yuran: I write for the world to ask for the way of heaven
You Jingqing: I hold the sword for my daughter-in-law and kill the enemy
Emperor Haoran: I have one stroke to paint the common people
Shura Sword God: I have a sword to protect my wife
"Shameless! Say something domineering and befitting your Shura Sword God!"
"Who dares to bully my wife if she loves her and loves her so much?"
"I'm convinced, who dares to bully the Emperor of Creation!" Everyone was sweating under the Hongmeng Sacred Tree -_-｜
"Of course I am the only one in the world!" You Jingqing hugged the divine sword and held his head high.
Behind him, the Emperor of Creation kicked the notorious Shura Sword God to the ground.
"Oh, strict wife control!" Everyone sighed.
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Purpose: Free will will not be mired in stereotypes