Chapter 155 Three years ago, a shot into the soul
When Qu Wanwan's words came into his ears from the wind, they seemed to be cool and sharp like knives, which made Qingluan feel a dull pain in his heart.
Qingluan deliberately ignored the anomaly, choked up and asked, "Then how can you give me the antidote?" Except for cheats, I'm willing to change everything else. β
She disdains herself, and Qingluan doesn't know what else he can exchange for besides herself. Probably not! The omnipotent Qu Wanwan, where she wants, there will be a reason why she can't get it. Even the entire Qingcheng Gate could be easily erased, and he really didn't know what use he could have in her eyes.
"I don't need the cheats, I got it from your father's Fukumoto Palace." Qu Wanwan took out the secret book from her arms and shook it in front of his eyes, her words were full of pride.
I wasn't much surprised to see that she got the cheats Qingluan, with her intelligence, it wasn't surprising at all.
"I'm willing to be your puppet, your killing tool, as long as you can give me the antidote. You know, I've also reached the sixth level, which is a bit worse than my father's, but I have a young body, and I'm sure you can use medicine to make it the most powerful puppet in the world. After a moment of silence, Qingluan said what he thought was the best use value.
The rain grew heavier, from drifting to dripping, and the night wind blew through the fire to extinguish it. The two were opposed, and they couldn't see each other's expressions clearly except for the figures that fused with the night.
The change in the rain made the two of them instantly soaked.
Qu Wanwan stretched out her hand to stroke the rain that fell on her cheeks, and her good-looking brows gradually frowned, she really regretted stopping here and waiting for him, and she had so many things to do with him. Now it's okay, it's become a soup chicken, and it's ugly out of the sky.
"Go back! I don't need you to do anything, just your little effort is too lazy to waste medicine in this palace. Also, for the sake of your filial piety, this palace might as well tell you that your father has not lost his heart at all, and what this palace gave him is just a pill to save his life, so there is no need to worry. β
Qu Wanwan flew up and disappeared into the night in an instant.
When Qingluan heard this, he chased after her almost without thinking about it, but it was a pity that he could catch up with her in terms of his skills. After chasing dozens of meters, there was still no figure in sight.
Through the rain curtain, Qingluan clasped her hands and stood quietly on a branch, looking into the unknown distance.
"Ah Yuan, you quickly let someone unlock my acupoint. I don't have a pity to die, I can't leave our children in a desperate situation. "The Lord of Ten Thousand Doors begged the man who stood at the door and kept wiping away his tears.
There were two disciples guarding the door, and their faces were extremely solemn.
Mrs. Wan didn't look back, still looking at the direction of the courtyard gate, her beautiful face was full of sadness, although she had reached the half-old, her appearance basically did not change much, except for adding some charm, her appearance was still the same.
"Husband, just listen to Qingluan! He has gone, and his life and death are unknown. If you make another slip-up, I'll ...... What should I do? β
"Master, don't worry. Senior brother will be fine, he will definitely come back with the antidote. The disciple outside the door couldn't help but comfort.
Mrs. Wan pinched the silk silk and wiped away the tears that had fallen again, "You don't need to comfort me, this trip is dangerous, how can I not understand?" β
"Ah Yuan, don't you blow the wind at the door, you are already weak, be careful of catching a cold." Looking at that weak figure, the Lord of Ten Thousand Doors let out a long sigh, "I won't say anything, let's wait here for Qingluan to come back!" If he doesn't come back, we'll ...... We'll get through the rest of the days. β
Between the words of the Lord of Ten Thousand Gates, he couldn't help but be infected with a sadness that could not be dissolved.
This sentence finally caught Madame Wan's attention, and she remembered that her husband was also in danger, and suddenly, she felt that her sky was about to fall, and she was being overwhelmed by a thick black cloud above her.
"Husband!" Mrs. Wan walked quickly to his side, and tears rained down again.
At this time, a voice of surprise suddenly came from the door.
"Senior brotherβ"
"Qingluan!" Mrs. Wan didn't have time to wipe away her tears, and ran to the door quickly.
When her eyes touched the figure slowly walking from the rain, her body couldn't help but tremble with excitement.
Qingluan raised his eyes and looked at everyone's happy expressions, but his emotions did not stretch for half a minute. On the contrary, a lingering haze was shrouded in my heart.
He thought, he's sick.
I didn't realize the things I should be happy about, and even my heart was desolate, like a heavy snowfall, cold and biting.
"Senior brother, you're back, I'm worried about us to death." The two junior disciples rushed into the rain regardless of it, and said excitedly.
"It's okay, don't worry." Qingluan reassured.
"Qingluan, you're finally back."
As soon as Qingluan walked to the door, Mrs. Wan hugged him excitedly.
Looking at her mother who was concerned about her, Qingluan put aside the distracting thoughts that lingered in her heart, and reached out to gently push her away, "Mother, my clothes are wet, be careful to get yours wet." β
"It's okay, what are you afraid of a little wet, you can come back safe and sound, my mother is so happy." Mrs. Wan took his hand with tears in her eyes.
"The child is fine, mother, don't worry." Qingluan walked in front of the Lord of Ten Thousand Gates, leaned over to unlock the acupoint for him.
"Smack-"
The people in the entire room were shocked by this slap, and none of them thought that the master of the Ten Thousand Doors would beat Qingluan, who had finally returned, in the first place.
This slap was very hard, and in an instant, the corners of Qingluan's mouth were soaked with blood, and his fair cheeks were instantly imprinted with bright red handprints.
Qingluan's face was crooked and then quickly turned back, he lowered his head like a child who had made a mistake, waiting for the criticism that followed.
"Husband, what are you doing here?"
Mrs. Wan was very distressed, but she also knew that her husband was so angry that he would do this. He has always loved Qingluan, and he has never done anything to him, if he wasn't extremely angry, he wouldn't be like this.
The so-called deep love is responsible.
She could understand, and it was precisely because she understood that she did not choose to step forward to check Qingluan's injury in the first place.
"Stand down, all of you!" The main road of ten thousand doors.
"Yes."
The two disciples came back to their senses and hurriedly and respectfully exited the room.
The disciple retreated, and the master of the Ten Thousand Sects looked at his wife again, "Ah Yuan, you go to the inner room to change your clothes!" It's all wet. β
"Hmm." Mrs. Wan knew that he wanted to break away from herself, so she stepped into the inner room.
As a result, only the two of them were left in the outer room.
After a moment's pause, the Lord of Ten Thousand Doors sat back on the stool and asked in a cold voice, "Do you know what's wrong?" β
Qingluan stood in place and didn't raise his head, still lowering his eyelids, "The child doesn't feel that there is anything wrong, the responsibility of the world is great, but the grace of birth and nurturing is not small, if even the relatives of birth and raising can be abandoned, how can we help the people in the world." β
"You!" The master of ten thousand doors does not know whether to be happy or worried, his reason is correct, but the father would rather risk his child to save himself.
As an axiom, he doesn't blame him, but he can't calm his anger because of selfishness.
"That's it! That's it! The Lord of Ten Thousand Doors closed his eyes with difficulty, "I can't compete with you for a bunch of big truths, but if this happens again in the future, I hope you don't take risks." You are more important to us than life, if you have a mistake, how do you tell your mother to live? β
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