Wine Sword Immortal: Divine Level Winemaker, Drunkenly Kills Tianmen!

Chapter 125 The Shackles of the Country

Looking at the somewhat reserved young man not far away, the Spirit Emperor sighed helplessly.

The child didn't know that he was connected by his mind. Everything the young man had just constructed in his mind was just a fantasy in his mind.

As for why the Spiritual Emperor was angry, it was entirely because he knew very clearly that the child had hope of turning that fantasy into reality.

From his daughter's attitude, he could detect ignorance.

The boy and the girl were at the age when they first fell in love, just like he and his wife were at that time.

That young man is qualified both in terms of status and talent...

There are some things that he cannot and cannot stop, because they are the unique gentleness that belongs to the world of mortals.

However, as a father, there is still a lot he can do...

At this moment, he looked at the young man with a slightly different attitude.

After thinking for a moment, the Spirit Emperor pressed his hand towards the young man.

"Child, come here,"

Hearing this, Wang Xianxian slowly took some stiff steps.

For some reason, when he saw the Spirit Emperor, he felt inexplicably nervous.

When the young man came to his side, the Spirit Emperor began to carefully examine this young immortal who was born out of nowhere.

Wang Xianxian also observed the legendary leader up close.

His eyes were like the bright sun, and Wang Xianxian could feel that her mind became a little dazed the moment she touched his gaze.

After a long silence, the Spirit Emperor spoke softly.

"Little guy, it seems that you have a lot to tell me..."

The voice was like a spring breeze, which made the young man's nervousness dissipate a little.

Seeing the young man's eager expression, the Spirit Emperor gently patted his shoulder.

"This is not the place for discussion, come with me..."

Linghuang Palace, Taolin.

Being in the endless peach forest, it feels like entering a fairyland on earth, with the fragrance of flowers and the whirling shadows of peaches.

The petals of the peach blossoms continued to fall on the Spirit Emperor like rain.

And the peach-colored hair color of the Spirit Emperor also blends perfectly with this peach forest, just like the fairy of peach blossoms...

Looking at the generous back of the Spirit Emperor walking in front, Wang Xianxian suddenly felt a little sad.

As if aware of the young man's emotional changes, the Spirit Emperor smiled softly.

"My wife especially loves peach blossoms. All the peach trees here were cultivated by her..."

Hearing this, a dignified and elegant figure appeared in Wang Xianxian's mind.

After the spirit, Emperor Yu Yan.

That is a legendary woman written into the history books.

"However, I don't like peach blossoms very much." The Spirit Emperor seemed to be thinking of something sad, and his smile dimmed a little, "Because peach blossoms are pink, and I hate pink, just like my hair color..."

The young man did not speak, but listened silently.

"Under the historical background at that time, my birth was an absolute taboo."

"I suffered a lot because of my hair color..."

"So I hate pink. To me, pink is a symbol of my bad luck."

"In some ways, I'm a lot like you..."

After hearing this, Wang Xianxian realized what the other party meant by these words.

This elder is encouraging himself...

"I see sadness in your eyes, and I know exactly what kind of sadness it is."

"From the day we lost our loved ones, we have been bound by longing..."

"Love is beautiful, but it can also be cruel."

The Spirit Emperor opened his palm and caught a falling peach blossom.

"I hate the color pink, but my wife loves it, and she told me she likes it because of my hair color."

"It was also from that day on that I began to try to accept my hair color."

"Although I have ascended to the throne and the wounds from the past have gradually healed with my great strength, I have never liked the color pink."

"At that time, there was only one peach tree in my back garden."

"Seventeen days after she left me, I started planting peach trees. When I came to my senses, the back garden was filled with peach trees."

“The question my wife asked me most during her lifetime was ‘Do you like peach blossoms?’ and I always answered ‘okay’.”

"My words can't deceive her. She also knows that I don't like peach blossoms, so there used to be only that peach tree here."

"The departure of a loved one is like a shackle, a heavy shackle that tightly binds a person."

"And my shackles are this peach forest..."

Looking down at the sad young man, the Spirit Emperor smiled tenderly, and then put his palm on the young man's shoulder.

"Like you, I hate shackles but I also rely on them."

"So, don't worry..."

Feeling the warmth on her shoulders, Wang Xianxian's mood changed slightly.

At this time, the father and son also reached their destination.

A huge peach tree growing on the edge of a cliff.

There is a small pavilion under the peach tree.

The pavilion is very simple, with a few hairpins lying quietly on the stone platform.

There are many cartoon stickers on the pillars, and these stickers have also turned a light yellow due to time.

Standing in the pavilion, Wang Xianxian was fascinated by the scenery in front of him.

This is the top of Kunlun Mountain, but strangely, the view here is not blocked by clouds and fog.

From here, you can overlook the city below and all kinds of strange buildings...

The Spirit Emperor stood beside the young man, looked at the scenery below, and spoke softly.

"How's the view?"

Wang Xianxian said honestly: "It's shocking and beautiful."

Hearing the young man's words, the Spirit Emperor seemed to be amused.

"Hahaha, I was just like you when I first came here."

"But..." the Spirit Emperor paused, "I don't think the scenery here is beautiful right now."

"With your current strength, you cannot see the world from here."

"The red dust is like the sea, the red dust is like smoke, the red dust... hell..."

"From my perspective, I don't think these scenery are beautiful. On the contrary, I feel very depressed."

"Here, I can see all kinds of things in the world, and even more, I can see corpses on the battlefield, parting and dying..."

"You and I are both people who are bound by the death of our loved ones. Apart from us, there are countless people on the land of China who are just like us..."

"The country of China is also locked in heavy shackles."

"The shackles of this country are strange monsters, strange beasts, internal troubles, and foreign troubles..."

"In order to break the shackles of the country, too many of our people have left..."

"The departure of our loved ones will continue to increase the shackles on us. If this country does not change anything, it will one day be crushed by countless shackles..."

"The emperor's responsibility is to bear the shackles of race and country and lead his people to persevere..."

"And the persistence of all of us is to wait..."

"Waiting for the existence that can cut off our shackles, grant us freedom, and give us freedom..."

"And that existence is called..."

"Fairy!"