Chapter 779: The Most Hurt (3)
With the departure of the three of them, the wedding ended without a hitch.
The disciples and elders dispersed one after another, and only Luo Yi was left in the Vermilion Bird Hall.
Luo Yi raised his eyes, faintly forgot a glance at Xitang, and sighed faintly, "I knew that it would be like this, why do you need to pretend to arrange it, in the end, it is not that it will end up in a song and people will be scattered, and it will end sadly."
With a low sigh, Luo Yi left slowly.
In Tianyun Pavilion, Luo Yuntian looked at Luo Ziqing coldly.
"Qing'er, you explain to your father, why do you want to join forces with the Heavenly Saint Maiden to cheat?"
Luo Ziqing lowered her eyes and looked faint, "I am the only one who can help Yue'er in this matter, if I reject Yue'er, who else can Yue'er rely on?" ”
"You ......" Luo Yuntian froze, and sighed for a moment, "That's it, it's useless to talk about it so far, but fortunately, the Heavenly Holy Maiden has already agreed to cooperate, and it can be regarded as making up for the loss."
"Father" Luo Ziqing stepped forward, his expression slightly sunken, "This is also what I want to ask my father, how did my father know that Yue'er was looking for an artifact?" ”
"Hmph, you stabbed Liuyun to her, how could the father not guess?"
"Even so, I have never mentioned the Xuanming Sword to my father, let alone told me that the Xuanming Sword is in the hands of the Holy Venerable, how did my father know about it, and even arranged for someone to intercept the Holy Venerable?"
was questioned repeatedly by Luo Ziqing, Luo Yuntian's face sank, "Are you questioning your father?" ”
"Ziqing doesn't dare, Ziqing just wants to know the facts, the whereabouts of the Xuanming Sword, Yue'er only told me once, and my father got the news, could it be that my father overheard the conversation between me and Yue'er?"
Speaking of this, Luo Yuntian's expression was a little unnatural, "What kind of eavesdropping, my father just wanted to see her, and I overheard it."
"So my father set up today's situation and forced Yue'er to kill each other with the Holy Venerable?" Luo Ziqing wrinkled her eyebrows tightly, and her eyes were full of shock and disbelief.
When did his father become such a ruthless man?
"Being a father is just to get back the artifact, how can he persecute her? This ending is also a mutual dislike between the Heavenly Holy Maiden and the Holy Venerable, what does it have to do with this sect? Luo Yuntian said coldly
"If it weren't for the fact that my father gathered all the masters of the sect to stop the Holy Venerable, why did Yue'er have to do this? Father knew that Yue'er would not abandon the Protoss, and he pretended to make this arrangement, what is the difference between this and persecuting Yue'er? ”
was so mercilessly provoked by Luo Ziqing, Luo Yuntian also said in a deep voice, "What about persecution? No matter how much the Heavenly Holy Maiden hates the Protoss, she is always a member of the Protoss, she has the blood of the Protoss in her body, and her sect still relies on the Protoss, this is not something that does not exist if the sect denies it"
Luo Ziqing slightly twisted her eyebrows, her eyes full of disappointment.
Yue'er is right, the Protoss is indeed the most selfish clan.
Exhaling the turbidity in his heart, Luo Yuntian lowered his tone slightly, "Qing'er, you have to understand that you are your father, and your father is the leader of the Protoss, everything must be put by the Protoss first, even if it is inappropriate, it is for the Protoss."
"But you shouldn't persecute Yue'er, Yue'er has already sacrificed for the Protoss once, you shouldn't use the name of the Protoss to contain her in this life, and the shackles of the Protoss shouldn't ruin Yue'er's two lives."
Luo Yuntian twisted his eyebrows, and said in a low voice: "Father promised you, when you get rid of the Demon Venerable, you will be given absolute freedom, and the rise and fall of the Protoss will no longer contain her."
Luo Ziqing lowered his eyes lightly, turned around and left Tianyun Pavilion.
Back to Zhuyun Pavilion, it was getting late.
Luo Ziqing took a light step and stepped lightly into the courtyard.
The courtyard is quiet and you can occasionally hear the wind. Luo Ziqing paused and looked quietly at the bedroom, where the lights were not lit, and the quaint pavilion was hidden in the twilight, revealing the tranquility of Youning.