Qian Lingxue hurriedly stepped forward to support Yu Xiaogang's body. Feeling Yu Xiaogang's cold palm, Qian Lingxue's heart softened: "It's exactly what the Pope said." ”

Yu Xiaogang was silent for a long time after hearing this, standing like a sculpture. Qian Lingxue looked at Yu Xiaogang, who had no reaction, and couldn't help but feel indignant, and the trace of sympathy that had risen just now quickly disappeared, this man was not worthy of his mother at all!

What she couldn't see was a hollow in Yu Xiaogang's eyes.

Suddenly, Yu Xiaogang shuddered violently, as if his soul had returned to his soul. Then his body went limp, and he slipped and fell to the ground.

Yu Xiaogang gasped, his face flushed. He lowered his head and coughed violently, his voice so loud that he seemed to be about to cough out his lungs.

Qianyue maintained a half-supported posture, glanced at the master with a bent body, she lowered her hand silently, then sat down, took a sip of tea, and let the astringency spread in her heart.

After the master finished coughing, he slowly raised his head and saw Yu Xiaogang's expression at the moment, and Qian Lingxue couldn't help but gasp.

The messy hair floated in the air at will, looking tired, desolate and embarrassed, his eyes were bloody, and his face was blue, like a zombie.

Qian Renxue really couldn't imagine what he was thinking just now, but there was no doubt that the news had a huge impact on him, so much so that he had become so vicissitudes.

When Qian Lingxue was stunned, Yu Xiaogang suddenly grabbed Qian Lingxue's collar, and his eyes were red: "Bibi Dong! What qualifications do you have to ask me to do this!? It was you who left me in the first place! You were the one who ruined my wedding!!The person who humiliated me or you!! what qualifications do you have to say that you feel sorry for me!?"

Qian Lingxue didn't lose her temper because of his rage, and didn't even look at him, but instead held the right hand of the phoenix with her left hand and patted her hand, signaling her not to be nervous.

Qian Ling Xue calmly looked at Yu Xiaogang's blood-red eyes, and said slowly: "Bibi Dong, twin martial souls, born with full soul power, advanced to the Great Soul Master at the age of 8, broke through to the Soul Venerable at the age of 12, and broke through to the Soul Sect in only three years, and even broke through to the Soul King at the age of 17, and broke through to the Soul Emperor at the age of 20, she is a super genius that is rare to see in the Soul Hall for a hundred years! In the same year, she was made the Holy Maiden of the Soul Palace!

Every time Qian Lingxue said a word, Yu Xiaogang's face turned white. In the end, he hung his head, weakly loosened Qianrenxue's collar, and sat down on the chair all of a sudden.

Qian Lingxue looked at Yu Xiaogang condescendingly, and said word by word: "Yu Xiaogang, the eldest son of Yu Tianluo, the sect leader of the Blue Electric Overlord Sect, has a martial soul mutation, awakened soul power at half a level, was expelled from the family at the age of 20, and cannot break through level 30 for the rest of his life!

When Qian Lingxue began to say the first word, Yu Xiaogang's whole body was shocked, he blocked his ears hard, and his face was hideous, "Don't say it! I told you not to say it!"

Qian Lingxue said heavily: "Yu Xiaogang, you ask yourself, are you worthy of the crown of the Pope?"

If struck by lightning, Yu Xiaogang was frozen at that moment, tears overflowing from the corners of his eyes. "Ah!!h

Qian Lingxue took a step forward, pressing step by step: "Yu Xiaogang! Her Majesty the Pope met you the most down-and-out in her most beautiful time! Not only did she not dislike you in the slightest, she despised you! And treated you equally! She respected you! She discovered your talent in the theory of martial soul research! Encourage you to prove yourself through martial soul research! Give you the greatest support on this road!"

"In the end, she still has a crush on you! Do you think, with your status, status, and strength at that time, how can you be worthy of the Pope's crown?"

The master had stopped crying at some point, and he fell to his knees motionless, as lifeless as a sculpture.

Qianrenxue's words were like a sharp blade, inserting into his heart, revealing his inferiority complex deep in his heart, and shattering his scarred heart again!

He slowly raised his head, the madness in his eyes faded, and he said hoarsely, "What the hell are you going to say?"

Qian Lingxue clenched her fists, resisted the urge to beat Yu Xiaogang, took a few deep breaths, and said angrily: "Do you know how much His Majesty the Pope paid to be with you? Do you know what His Majesty the Pope went through before leaving you? Do you know what His Majesty the Pope was in when she left you?"

The master's face was expressionless: "She said that she approached me just for my talent and theory of martial soul research..."

Qian Lingxue sneered coldly and said disdainfully: "Dare to ask the master: Who discovered your talent in martial soul research? And who led you on the road of martial soul research theory? How do you think you can make a generation of saints pay attention to you? And for the sake of your talent and theory, you specially committed yourself to you? Afterwards, you deleted all your theories?"

The master's eyes widened suddenly, yes! He had never shown his talent in martial soul research in his family, he didn't know that he was talented in this area before, how could she know in advance that he had such a talent in this martial soul research road?!

And, without her support, encouragement, he wouldn't have taken this path at all!

She gave him countless inspirations and inspirations on the road of his martial soul research, she herself has such a talent, why did she spend so much effort to guide him on this path?

Even if she approached him because of her talent and ability in this realm, why did she refuse him to join the Martial Soul Hall afterwards? Why did she have to delete all the research she had painstakingly obtained, and remove him from the Martial Soul Palace? Isn't this a contradiction?

So... Therefore, all the reasons for leaving him at the beginning were excuses!? The master seemed to think of something, and his face instantly faded and turned pale and pale.

If it wasn't for his talent and theory, why did she get close to him? If she really looked down on herself, why did she have to make friends with her in the first place? She tolerate, accept, and explain herself? If she really didn't think she was worthy of her, why did she fall in love with him and accompany him on a trip to the mainland?

Yu Xiaogang felt that he had been in a huge fog for more than 20 years. It turns out that the hatred and humiliation he thinks he has come up with are all imaginary?

Thinking of this, Yu Xiaogang felt his mind explode, his five inner flames burned, his qi and blood reversed, and the world was spinning! He laughed wildly, laughed violently, sad, desperate... After a few laughs, he slammed his body, spat out a mouthful of blood, and then slowly fell to the ground and fainted.

Feng Nihuang subconsciously got up and wanted to help the master up.

Qian Renxue stretched out her hand to block Feng Nihuang's movements, and Feng Nihuang hesitated a little and sat back in place. Either way, what my brother did was right!

Qian Lingxue looked at Yu Xiaogang who fell to the ground, her eyes flashed with golden light, and then her forehead lit up, and a golden air flow swam all over her body, burning golden flames everywhere she went, and the holy breath and infinite vitality shone in the firelight!

Qian Ling Xue paused for a moment, her fingers flicked slightly, and the flames attached to Yu Xiaogang's body. Then, Qianyue slowly closed her eyes.

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The young man in blue wrapped the blood-red gauze and slowly walked out of the store.

He looked back at the blacksmith shop, and then looked down at the red color on his hand, and his expression was solemn...

Today, as usual, he was striking iron in the back shop, and he accidentally saw Li Tao, the store manager, introduce a blonde man into the inner hall, and he immediately felt a little strange.

Looking at the dress of that person, how could he come to such a sultry and chaotic place?

And for some reason, he felt a dark familiarity in this stranger he had never met, which made him confused, he was indeed seeing him for the first time, how could he have such thoughts?

The man in blue shook his head and removed the distractions in his heart, forget it, what do you want to do so much, at least you don't have any practice with her now.

Just as he was working hard and striking iron, the store manager suddenly asked him to come over. He had a hunch that the store manager's search for him might have something to do with the man in gold.

But he didn't do anything wrong, and he didn't offend anyone, so he washed his hands, sorted out his clothes, and walked in with an open mind.

There was no accident when he entered the door, but the moment the man in gold looked up, a golden light flashed in the man's eyes.

The air around him seemed to be viscous, the huge pressure made him breathless, a trace of hidden killing intent climbed up the tip of his nose, the pores of his whole body suddenly rose, his qi and blood were stagnant, his back was slightly wet, and a trace of uneasiness rose in his heart made him shudder.

He unconsciously took a few steps back, and activated the Xuantian Gong, his left hand on his belt, and his right hand held a defensive action.

The young man in blue had a purple light flashing in his eyes, and this person's aura was restrained and did not leak out, even the dean did not feel this kind of pressure.

The opponent's strength is quite high, I'm afraid it's not something I can deal with now. It seems that the only way to do this is to use a hidden weapon, and once the man in gold has any abnormal movement, he will be killed on the spot!

The pressure was fleeting, so fast that he thought it was his delusion, and he looked at the panicked store manager, and his heart became more and more uneasy.

The man in gold got up without warning, his tense heartstrings tightened, and the secret weapon subconsciously shot.

He regretted it the moment the secret weapon was shot, it was because he was too nervous. But looking at the man's faint eyes, as if he was silently mocking himself, he couldn't help but feel angry.

The man in gold looked at the sudden sleeve arrow, without a trace of surprise, but slightly raised his sword finger and easily knocked the sleeve arrow away, showing a contemptuous smile.

In a fit of rage, he unleashed his secret weapon. Unexpectedly, the gold-clothed man dissolved his killing move lightly, and the strong sword qi penetrated the sleeve arrow and came straight towards him.

He unhurriedly operated his body, his feet flashed slightly, and bursts of afterimages swept by, and he dodged the sword qi.

Seeing the man in gold smiling weirdly, he secretly screamed that it was not good.

With a flash of light and shadow, a golden sword qi struck like lightning, and the speed was so fast that it actually sealed all his dodge routes!

In the flash of purple light, he instantly activated the Xuantian Gong, his expression was solemn, and he displayed his Xuanyu hand.

He was not worried in his heart, the Xuanyu hand is a superior Taoist mental method, and the cultivator can make his hands as hard as fine iron and moist as nephrite, and will not be invaded by all kinds of poisons.

But the moment Xuanyu's hand collided with the sword qi, his eyes changed drastically, and he took a few steps back.

After he forcibly stabilized his body, he felt the qi and blood surging all over his body, his chest was tight and short of breath, and his face was flushed, his left hand trembled slightly, the blood slid down the palm prints to the ground, and the bones seemed to be pierced, and the residual breath on the sword qi frantically eroded his meridians, and the pain in his heart couldn't help but make the muscles on his face twitch.

He secretly used his soul power and Xuantian Gong to get rid of this breath, but he didn't expect that the sword qi also had special attributes attached to it!

The golden sword qi collided violently with the light blue soul power and the Xuantian power of Xuantian, and he was horrified to find that his soul power and Xuantian power had been assimilated! Xuantian Gong and soul power were defeated one after another, but the golden sword qi was surging like a river and a sea!

He endured the pain and looked at the man in gold unwillingly, this time....I'm afraid I'm annoyed by **!

It's just that what he doesn't understand is that he offended the other party, and he actually made the other party feel murderous, which is really blinding!

Who knew that the man in gold did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but just glanced at him and turned to leave.

Tang San was stunned, this was really a big surprise to him! Could it be that he felt that his strength was too weak and not worth his personal action?

Although unexpected, in any case, his crisis was temporarily lifted. He immediately sat down cross-legged, meditated on luck, and forced the golden sword qi in his body out of his body.

It took him nearly fifty percent of his soul power to force it out of his body, looking at the mess of the meridians in his body, he shook his head with a wry smile, it was really a weak force! He bandaged the wound simply, but found that the wound still had a faint golden light, his eyes were slightly heavy, he sank his eyes, he had never been so eager for power. I will not allow myself to survive on the mercy of the enemy!

Tidying up the mess, he walked out of the shop and towards the academy.

The man in blue walked back to the Notting Junior Soul Master Academy from the street and walked towards the dormitory building, and many people greeted him along the way, and he nodded his head in pain.

When he returned to his dormitory, he lay down on his bed and breathed a sigh of relief. Thinking back to the battle just now, his eyes were gloomy for a while, in the face of absolute strength, the hidden weapon or...

Just as he lost his mind, an exclamation sounded, and an eager but soft voice said, "Brother, why are you hurt? Who hurt you? I will help you take revenge!"

He was in a hurry, and a crocodile sat up straight, looking at the girl in front of him with a concerned face, and his heart warmed slightly.

The girl was wearing pink clothes, with long braids hanging down behind her waist, big pink eyes, red cherry lips, and red skin, which made people want to pinch it.

He hurriedly said: "It's okay, it's okay, it's just a little injury, no, no... What's the big problem....it's me.. I... I accidentally got it myself...... I didn't control the strength of the iron when I hit it just now, and the molten iron accidentally splashed out and hurt...... It hurts, no... Not... No problem...... Xiao Wu, you don't have to worry. ”

The girl glanced at him faintly, took her left hand, and carefully opened the gauze. The boy tugged at his palm, the girl glared at him, and he immediately sat upright and honestly.

The girl gently opened the gauze and looked at the hideous wound on her palm, her eyes red.

Seeing that the girl's eyes were red, the boy immediately panicked, and said helplessly: "Xiao Wu, don't cry!

The girl didn't speak, but blew lightly into the wound, the wound was numb, and the warm feeling made the burning wound cool down a lot, and the cool feeling did not stop there, but quietly poured from the palm of the hand to the boy's heart.

The boy looked at the girl's gentle movements, the distress overflowing in his eyes, and he felt the softness and care coming from her palm, and he was a little stunned for a moment.

The girl looked at the boy with a red face and dull eyes, hurriedly put her hand on the boy's forehead, and said anxiously: "Brother, are you okay?"

The boy came back to his senses, looked at the girl's eager expression, scratched his head with his right hand, and unconsciously blocked his left hand in front of him, and subconsciously said, "It's okay!

Looking at the palm of his hand, the gauze of the palm had been changed, and a beautiful bow was tied, and he was in a trance...

"Brother, are you really okay!?Why are you always in a daze, are you being beaten stupid?Tell me, who beat you!I'll help you get revenge" The girl shook the boy anxiously and said angrily,

The boy unconsciously touched his nose and dodged and squeaked: "No, no, it's really me." “

The girl gave her a blank look, put her hands on her waist, and said with a smile: "Brother! Your acting skills are so bad! You stutter every time you lie!

The boy sneered, then whispered the situation.

After hearing this, the girl jumped up angrily, clenched her fists, kicked the ground hard, gritted her teeth and said: "It's too much to deceive people! Brother, go! Lead the way! I'll help you take revenge! If you don't fight, you won't call me Sister Xiaowu if you don't even know your mother!"

The boy shook his head and said calmly, "Actually, if you think about it, he didn't do anything wrong. It was me who struck first, and he just hit back. It's because I'm not as good as others, I can't blame others, and he let me go......"

Looking at the staring girl, the boy's voice weakened......

"Brother, how can you think like that? It's not right to hit someone! If it's not right, you have to fight back!" the girl said angrily.

"You're really—" The boy looked at his little face, which was flushed with anger, and withdrew the words from his mouth, and his heart warmed.

It's nice that someone hurts!

"Well, the next time I see him, I'll go to you and ask you to help me get revenge," the boy said softly.

"That's pretty much it, see how I teach him a lesson next time!" the girl said arrogantly as she waved her pink fist vigorously.

The boy's name is Tang San, and the girl's name is Xiao Wu, both of whom are nine years old this year.