#72 - You don't deserve it! Let's not meet again.
The rain dissipated, and the sky glowed with purple light.
Bibi Dong stood calmly by the flower bed, gently caressing the delicate flowers.
The bloodstains on her body had been cleaned up.
But her dress was still wet.
Sensing the sacred aura and the oppressive fluctuations of soul power.
Bibi Dong stopped her movements.
Looking outwards.
Qian Daoliu was standing outside the courtyard, in the position where Qian Xunji usually appeared.
His voice filled with sorrow.
"Why did you have to kill Ji'er?!"
Bibi Dong put down her hand and looked at Qian Daoliu amusedly.
"Does the Grand Priest really not know the answer to that question?"
"..."
Qian Daoliu was immediately choked.
But he understood the whole story of what had happened.
Qian Xunji did it for the Qian family, for his lifelong pursuit of restoring the glory of the angel.
That's why he made that choice.
Qian Daoliu's face fell, and he said solemnly:
"Ji'er's actions were indeed inappropriate, but you were at fault first!"
"So that's his reason for raping his own disciple?!"
Bibi Dong shouted sharply, losing control.
The pendant around her neck kept flashing.
Bibi Dong gritted her teeth, her face full of hatred, gloom, and depression.
She questioned Qian Daoliu loudly:
"Just because of this,"
"Can the self-proclaimed fair and just Pope ignore human伦理?!"
"..."
Ignoring human伦理!
Qian Daoliu couldn't defend himself against this accusation.
So many years had passed.
He didn't dare let outsiders know the true identities of Qian Renxue and her sibling.
Because it would tarnish the righteous and just angel!
Qian Daoliu couldn't refute, there were many ways to solve the problem.
Qian Xunji indeed chose one that was spurned by the world.
But Qian Daoliu was still unconvinced and indignant!
He said sorrowfully:
"Why couldn't you spare him a way out when Ji'er didn't kill you back then!"
"One thing is one thing!"
Bibi Dong's voice was cold, and clear tears streamed down her eyes.
Her eyes filled with fear.
She said in a mournful voice:
"The way he treated me was worse than killing me! Why make me live like this, in such a living hell?"
Saying that.
Bibi Dong raised her head again, staring fixedly at Qian Daoliu.
This insider and bystander who knew the whole story from beginning to end!
She rebuked sternly.
"He took me by force, but didn't kill me, because he still had something to plot!"
"I know you! I know it all!"
Qian Daoliu closed his eyes.
He disdained to argue with Bibi Dong about those facts.
He said in a deep voice:
"But he is still the father of the children... what about Xiaoxue and them?!"
"Shut up! He doesn't deserve to be——!"
Bibi Dong roared, her eyes staring fixedly.
Her heart ached.
The figures of Qian Renxue and Qian Renjue, that cold voice echoed in her mind.
Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong looked at each other.
Thump!
A muffled sound came out.
When a person dies, it's like a lamp being extinguished.
Bibi Dong didn't make any more accusations, and knelt straight down on the ground.
Bang!
A heavy thud.
Bibi Dong kowtowed on the smooth stone slab, unaware of the pain.
"I did have faults in the past, and it is also a fact that I murdered my teacher."
"New hatred and old grudges... Bibi Dong, I will let the Grand Priest handle it!"
Bang!
As the words fell.
Bibi Dong's forehead made another muffled sound against the ground.
A little bloodstain followed the rainwater on the ground, dissolving and spreading slowly.
Bibi Dong's voice carried a hint of sobbing.
She said remorsefully:
"I... I don't deserve to be their mother either."
"Killing you! How simple."
Qian Daoliu closed his eyes, raised his head and took a long breath.
His voice was strained.
"So simple that it no longer has any meaning."
Qian Daoliu maintained his rationality, he couldn't bring himself to be ruthless after all.
He pronounced in a deep voice:
"You indeed don't deserve to be their mother!"
"I won't kill you, but in the future... you shouldn't meet again!"
Before Qian Daoliu finished speaking.
Bibi Dong immediately raised her head and roared hoarsely.
"Why?!"
"He is mine! They are my flesh and blood!"
"You are their father's murderer!"
Qian Daoliu's words were incisive, the bloody reality was right in front of him.
If it weren't for the sake of the two children.
He would have struck with his hand and sent Bibi Dong to accompany his Ji'er!
"You're talking nonsense! He doesn't deserve to be—"
Bibi Dong retorted in a panic, her expression somewhat manic.
Kneeling on the ground.
Like begging for mercy, like pleading, and like self-comfort.
"As long as... as long as you don't tell them... I'm still their mother!"
"I'm still..."
"Enough!"
Qian Daoliu roared for the first time, shattering Bibi Dong's fantasy.
"Stop deceiving yourself here!"
"I've already said that you don't deserve it! Take care of yourself!"
As the words fell.
Qian Daoliu didn't stay any longer.
The Pope of the Spirit Hall had passed away, and he had to take care of the funeral.
The prestige of the Spirit Hall cannot be lost!
Bibi Dong's matter must not be known to outsiders!
Then—
Someone must take the blame!
"Jue is mine, they are all mine, I won't let it go!"
"I won't let it go——!"
Her heart-rending wail came from Bibi Dong's courtyard.
The Ice Heart Exquisite Pendant around her neck kept flashing.
……
After the rain, the sky cleared up, and it was dimly lit.
Qian Renjue and Qian Renxue hugged each other, spending the whole night in the cold rainy night.
Climbing the mountain road to the Offering Hall.
Morning light slowly sprinkled down.
The fresh and cold morning breeze attacked, and Qian Renjue couldn't help but shiver.
Qian Renxue behind him noticed it.
She couldn't help but hug Qian Renjue tightly, sticking together.
Both of their clothes were wet, as if they had just been fished out of the water.
Qian Renjue carried Qian Renxue slowly towards the top of the mountain.
The battle in the rain.
Although Qian Renjue lacked practical experience, he didn't show any mercy.
Qian Renxue was restricted everywhere and suffered a little injury.
It has basically healed.
The strong wind brushed his face, and Qian Daoliu's figure landed in front of the siblings.
"Xiaoxue, Xiaojue."
"Grandpa!"
Qian Renjue, who was walking with his head down, raised his head and asked anxiously:
"Grandpa, how is Dad?"
"..."
Qian Daoliu was silent.
When he saw the two children looking like drowned chickens, he had a bad feeling in his heart.
But he wasn't sure how much they knew.
With guilt.
He gently rubbed Qian Renjue's head.
He looked up at Qian Renxue.
"Xiaoxue, Xiaojue, you go back and rest well first, Grandpa will take care of everything."
"Understood, Grandpa."
Qian Renxue's eyes were red, and her expression was listless.
"But Grandpa..."
Qian Renjue still wanted to say something, but Qian Renxue interrupted him.
"Jue, let's go back first."
Qian Renxue hugged Qian Renjue tightly, her voice filled with pleading.
"Okay?"
Qian Renjue pursed his lips and was slightly stunned.
"Okay, I'll listen to Elder Sister."
"Good child, Grandpa will notify you when he's done."
Qian Daoliu sighed in his heart.
When he turned and left, the killing intent on his body had already swept out.
The scapegoat... he had already found it!
Qian Renjue turned around slowly, glanced down the mountain, his eyes full of disappointment.
"Elder Sister, I'll take you back."
"Yeah."
Qian Renjue didn't look anymore.
He didn't want Qian Renxue to know either, carrying the warmth behind him, he slowly walked towards his residence.
I wish you all a happy life!
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