#71 - On a rainy night, the elderly send off the young
"Sister?"
Hearing Qian Renxue's voice.
Qian Renjue's slender figure turned, looking at Qian Renxue calmly.
The rain and mist in the air.
Made that silver hair covered with crystal water.
A mottled and disordered waterdrop hung on his cold, handsome face.
His eyelashes hung dead with dew, and the blood color beneath them was particularly dazzling in the night.
Swish!
Qian Renxue appeared.
Looking at the cold Qian Renjue in front of her, she bit her red lip and raised her hand.
"Jue, leave here with your sister first."
Qian Renxue didn't say much.
Quickly, she tightly grasped Qian Renjue's hand, pulling him to leave.
She didn't want Qian Renjue to know those things.
The brother and sister turned and took two steps.
Crack!
The secret room door was completely opened.
Bibi Dong's figure in a purple dress appeared.
Raising her eyes and seeing the two figures in front of her, her purple eyes trembled and she froze in place.
On her exquisite face.
There were still tear stains, and mottled bloodstains.
At this time, it had slowly turned pale.
Hearing the movement.
Qian Renxue paused and looked back first, her pupils trembling!
She was immediately stunned in place.
Bibi Dong's appearance made her clearly know that Qian Xunji was dead!
"Jue! Go quickly!"
Qian Renxue's eyes were red, she gritted her teeth, and pulled Qian Renjue to speed up and leave.
"Mom."
Qian Renjue's cold voice sounded.
His blood-colored eyes had been staring straight at Bibi Dong's bloody beautiful face.
The cold voice and the temperatureless gaze.
Made Bibi Dong instantly panic.
"Jue! Go with your sister."
Qian Renxue did not hesitate, two lines of clear tears streaming down her face.
Martial Soul Avatar
Holding Qian Renjue, she flapped her six wings and flew outside.
"Sister."
"Xiaoxue, Jue!"
Bibi Dong panicked and immediately staggered out to chase.
Thump.
At this time, she was like an ordinary person.
Falling to the ground.
The blood stains on her face were washed away by tears, dripping on the ground.
"No, it's not like this"
Bibi Dong's vermilion lips trembled, kneeling on the ground.
Raising her hand and constantly wiping her face, wanting to wipe away all the blood.
The vision in front of her was blurred by blood.
Her face was pale, she was afraid that Qian Renjue would know the truth.
Not far away.
Ju Douluo and Gui Douluo's auras were approaching rapidly.
"Jue"
Bibi Dong gritted her teeth and suppressed the thought of chasing out.
The remaining sanity drove her.
To leave quickly.
Her footsteps were staggering, a little panicked.
……
The moment Qian Xunji died.
On the top of the hill, in the Hall of Worship.
Qian Daoliu, who was sitting cross-legged under the statue of the Angel God, suddenly felt a burst of palpitation.
Covering his heart, he opened his eyes.
His expression changed drastically.
"Ji'er!"
Swish!
In an instant.
There was no longer any figure under the statue of the Angel God.
The blurred face of the statue.
Under the majesty and holiness, there seemed to be a hint of compassion.
Boom!
A thunderclap in the air tore through the night.
Qian Daoliu turned into a golden rainbow, intertwined with the thunder that spread across the night.
Falling rapidly towards the hillside.
Converging the holy light, the eight black and one red soul ring configuration hovered around him.
All soul power was accumulated on speed.
Bean-sized raindrops.
Without the slightest hindrance, smashed his middle-aged face, causing pain!
But it was not as painful as the prick in his heart.
Qian Renxue, who had just hugged the constantly struggling Qian Renjue and rushed out of the Pope's Palace.
Couldn't help but raise her eyes and look at the golden light streaking across the top of her head.
"Sister, let's go back!"
Qian Renjue's voice was cold, pulling Qian Renxue to rush back.
"Jue! Listen to your sister, okay?!"
The tears on Qian Renxue's face, mixed with raindrops, soaked her dress.
"Are you going to fight your sister?!"
Qian Renxue looked at the three purple soul rings in front of her, her nose filled with endless sourness.
"Why don't you listen to your sister again, why?!"
Qian Renxue stepped forward and hugged Qian Renjue's body tightly.
Biting her silver teeth.
Her face was covered with sparse tears.
"……"
Qian Renjue didn't speak, the three soul rings under his feet were spinning.
He just wanted to tie Qian Renxue up.
Buzz!
A terrifying pressure swept through the entire Pope's Palace.
Interrupting Qian Renjue's movements.
In a dozen or so breaths.
Qian Daoliu had already descended from the sky, standing at the entrance of the secret room.
The door was open.
Even in the pouring rain, the pungent bloody smell still assaulted his face.
"Greetings, Great Grand Elder!"
Ju Douluo and Gui Douluo hurriedly saluted.
Lowering their heads, they caught a glimpse of the opened secret room, and their hearts suddenly jumped.
Especially the bloody smell.
As well as the soul power fluctuations erupting from Qian Daoliu's body.
As if thinking of something, the two had already begun to tremble, their faces as white as paper.
Da!
Qian Daoliu ignored them, stepped forward and approached the secret room.
A short distance of several meters.
Qian Daoliu walked with great difficulty.
Arriving at the door, Qian Daoliu's eyes had already begun to turn red, his heart stopping.
Even knowing the result.
He did not lose his due rationality.
"No one is allowed to come in!"
Leaving behind a murderous sentence.
Qian Daoliu quickly walked inside, striding out a dozen steps.
In an instant.
The scene in front of him was filled with blood.
In the dim light, the large pool of blood illuminated the entire secret room in red.
Qian Xunji's pale corpse was lying on the cold bed.
Fresh blood was constantly sliding down the bed wall.
"Ji'er!"
Qian Daoliu's throat was hoarse.
Having the cultivation of a Limit Douluo, his feet could not help but feel a little soft.
A white-haired person sending off a black-haired person, how sad.
Qian Daoliu step by step.
Slowly approaching.
Looking at Qian Xunji's peaceful expression after death.
As well as the two bloody holes on his tattered body.
Qian Daoliu's eyes were filled with tears.
But he was slow to shed them.
Unexpectedly, his worries would come true so quickly.
"My Ji'er."
Qian Daoliu took a deep breath.
Like an old man in his twilight years, hunching over, he stepped forward to clean up Qian Xunji.
Dingling!
His trembling hand touched the placed bell, making a sound.
The round bead quietly fell to the corner of the wall.
"Ji'er."
……
On the mountain road.
Qian Renxue's body was covered with some scars, revealing her fair skin.
Pressing Qian Renjue tightly under her.
The heavy rain was pouring down on her delicate body.
"Sister, father's side"
"Jue, don't go back!"
Qian Renxue sobbed, her delicate body trembling.
A black magic sword made of ice was pierced beside the brother and sister.
That was full of baleful aura.
Even the raindrops were about to freeze, and the sharp sword was turning into cold air and dissolving.
Qian Renjue spread his hands and lay on the ground.
His silver hair and red eyes had long since dissipated, and there was a sword mark on his cheek.
Bean-sized raindrops patted his face.
Washing away the blood stains.
The faint blood-colored halo in his eyes dissipated.
Feeling Qian Renxue constantly sobbing in his arms, Qian Renjue raised his hand and gently hugged her.
"Sister, I'm sorry."
"Jue, it's sister's fault, it's sister's uselessness."
Qian Renxue shook her head frantically, tightly hugging the Qian Renjue who had returned to normal.
Qian Renjue hugged Qian Renxue.
Looking at the gloomy rain curtain, he turned his head to look in the direction of the Pope's Palace.
……
When Qian Daoliu finished collecting the remains and came out.
This heavy rain had already come to an end.
Instructing Ju and Gui to guard the door, Qian Daoliu quickly left here.
Flying towards the direction where Bibi Dong was.
I wish you all a happy life!
