#70 - We were children too, take good care of them
Puchi!
The sound of the spider lance piercing flesh echoed in the secret chamber.
Bibidong stared at the scene before her.
Slightly dazed.
Drip.
The tip of the spider lance that had pierced through to his back dripped with bright red blood.
"Cough cough... pu!"
Qianxun Ji coughed twice, blood constantly spilling from his mouth.
With his remaining strength.
Perhaps he couldn't escape, but he could make enough noise to attract people.
If worst came to worst.
He could eat the [Illusion Concealment Candy Bean] that Qianren Jue had given him.
But Qianxun Ji didn't, he did nothing.
Allowing the Soul-Devouring Spider Emperor's spider lance to pierce him through.
Bibidong came back to her senses.
The loathing on her face was somewhat stiff, the spider lance trembling slightly.
Had she taken revenge?
It was too smooth, too simple, making it somewhat unbelievable.
The instant the hatred cleared.
Brought an unknown, immense sense of emptiness.
"Ugh."
The trembling spider lance caused constant agonizing pain from Qianxun Ji's wound.
But Qianxun Ji was smiling at this moment.
Weakly murmuring:
"Dong'er, I accompanied them for nine years, it's your turn to take care of them."
Looking at his smiling face.
Thinking of Qianren Xue and her younger sibling.
Bibidong's heart felt like it was being stabbed by knives, her face becoming ferocious once more.
Her crimson lips parted, letting out a scream.
"I told you to shut up! Don't mention them at this time...!"
The shrill voice echoed in the secret chamber.
Behind Bibidong, the Soul-Devouring Spider Emperor's spider lance moved again.
Puchi!
Another spider lance pierced into Qianxun Ji's body.
Blood bloomed, drops of blood falling.
"Dong'er."
Qianxun Ji gritted his teeth, his mouth full of blood foam, raising his hand as if to say something.
"Go to hell——!"
Bibidong screamed, manipulating the spider lance, stirring it within Qianxun Ji's body.
Large amounts of blood stained Qianxun Ji's clothes red.
The spider lance directly lifted him up.
"Pu"
Qianxun Ji hung on the spider lance.
Constantly spitting out blood, splattering on the ground, his aura growing weaker and weaker.
...
In the rainy night, the bell in Qianren Jue's hand seemed about to explode.
Looking at the Papal Hall not far away.
Six wings fluttered!
...
"Dong'er... cough cough"
On the verge of death, Qianxun Ji was covered in cold sweat, the intense pain.
Causing his whole body to convulse.
But he was still calling Bibidong's name.
Bibidong's eyes turned bloodshot, her ferocious and terrifying face stained with blood.
Slowly raised, biting her silver teeth.
"Can't you just die already!"
Pa!
Bibidong had just raised her head, before she could finish speaking.
Qianxun Ji's cold, blood-dripping palm covered her forehead.
Bibidong was stunned.
"Cough cough."
Qianxun Ji's eyes opened and closed, becoming more and more sleepy... his breath faint.
"Dong'er, it was the teacher who was wrong."
"Only in these past few years have I vaguely remembered that you were also my child."
As he spoke.
Qianxun Ji tremblingly stroked the beautiful hair on Bibidong's head.
"Huff... huff..."
Bibidong suddenly gasped for breath, her body trembling.
Her face with a strange smile, twisted, venomous.
Her teeth were chattering.
"Ah——!"
The piercing scream, like a soul-reaping ghost.
Pu!
Bibidong's delicate body trembled, the spider lance that had pierced into Qianxun Ji's body was violently pulled out.
"Ugh——!"
Two large holes appeared in Qianxun Ji's body.
Blood spurted out like a pillar!
Splashing on Bibidong's face, on the bells on the bed.
The pungent smell of blood filled every corner of the secret chamber.
Thump!
Qianxun Ji's body softly smashed onto the bed, constantly twitching.
A simple and unadorned candy bean rolled out from his chest.
Stained with blood.
Looking at the familiar [Illusion Concealment Candy Bean].
Bibidong was smiling and crying.
Carrying the spider lance on her back, lowering her head, staggering backwards.
She could feel it.
There was a different kind of power in her body, the power she had originally planned to use to take revenge on Spirit Hall.
But she didn't have the mind to pay attention to these things now.
Covering her tear-streaked face.
Sobbing softly.
Qianxun Ji's words evoked the memories she was most unwilling to accept.
Qianxun Ji back then was clearly not like that.
"Dong'er."
Blood blocked his throat, each character that was spat out was accompanied by a surge of blood.
"Take care of... them."
Qianxun Ji's voice was extremely hoarse.
Tilting his head back, lying flat on the bed, the temperature of his body gradually fading away.
There was no hatred in his eyes.
Nor was there any regret.
To do that kind of thing to the child he had personally raised.
Was indeed unforgivable.
But the ones who were conceived were not others.
It was Little Xue and Little Jue, which meant he had no intention of regretting it.
Looking at Bibidong with a hint of pleading in his eyes.
His pale lips, buzzing.
"Take care of... Little Xue, Little Jue... gu~"
Qianxun Ji's voice was gradually covered by blood, losing its voice.
Bibidong lowered her head, tears constantly streaming down her face.
Dripping into the blood on the ground.
"Teacher, I... I thank you for raising me."
"I have faults but... but I really, really can't forgive!"
Bibidong covered her face.
Biting her red lips until they bled, sobbing intermittently.
"If there's a chance."
"Dong'er will use everything to atone for my sins."
"Manage Spirit Hall well, and hand it over to Little Xue and them in the future!"
Bibidong blankly lowered her hands.
Her heart aching.
How could she not want to take good care of them, but she was afraid she wouldn't have the chance anymore.
"Thank... thank you."
A hint of a smile appeared on Qianxun Ji's face, his haggard face like ashes.
Smiling.
Tremblingly raising his hand, pointing to the candy bean beside him.
Looking at Bibidong, he said with difficulty:
"Give... give you."
Pu!
Qianxun Ji's voice fell.
That bloody hand slammed onto the cold, cold bed.
His pupils trembled slightly.
At this moment, he seemed to see the young Bibidong.
He originally had a better opportunity to be a good teacher and a good father earlier.
Unfortunately.
He didn't do well, nor did he teach well.
Bibidong's every smile and frown in her childhood was constantly reflected in his mind.
That tender face turned into Qianren Xue's appearance.
Her face with a somewhat aloof smile.
Her left hand holding the grown-up Bibidong, her right hand holding a little sun.
Was the most radiant smile.
Dong, dong!
Qianxun Ji's heart stopped beating, his pupils dilated.
Dong!
Bibidong suddenly knelt on the ground, heavily kowtowing to see him off.
"I'm, I'm sorry."
Bibidong didn't pick up the candy bean next to Qianxun Ji.
Hurriedly about to leave.
Walking towards the exit.
Qianxun Ji peacefully closed his eyes.
The blood jade ring on his thumb was full of cracks, losing its color.
In the dark night.
Three pairs of black wings unfolded.
In the thin misty rain, silver hair and blood-red eyes were particularly dazzling.
Ding ling ling!
The rapid ringing of the bell stopped abruptly outside the secret chamber like a death knell.
Qianren Xue raised her eyes and looked in the direction of the bell.
The demonic face with silver hair and blood-red eyes made her eyes widen, her whole body cold.
Shua!
Qianren Jue put away his wings and landed.
Raising his hand, looking at the bell that had stopped ringing in his hand.
Qianxun Ji's life had come to an end, his face was still cold.
Even his voice didn't have the slightest emotion.
"Father... is dead."
"Jue!"
Qianren Xue's voice rang out, turning into a golden afterimage and quickly attacking.
Kacha.
The secret chamber door was slowly opening.
Wishing you all a happy life!
