At night, Shi Yi stood alone on the wall of Jialing Pass. The night wind gently brushed across his face, bringing a hint of coolness. His eyes stared into the distance, but a burst of uneasiness surged in his heart, as if something big was about to happen.
"Is there something variable there on Tiandou?" Shi Yi frowned slightly, thinking to himself. With his cultivation level, his intuition is often more acute than any intelligence. This feeling of uneasiness made him feel alert.
At this moment, Shi Yi suddenly felt a strong soul power fluctuation approaching Jialing Pass. His expression suddenly changed, and he murmured in a low voice: "Divine level breath..."
He quickly summoned the Shura Demon Sword in the soul guide, and the sword body was shining with a cold cold light, as if ready to fight the enemy at any time. However, when he felt the breath carefully, he found a familiar smell. I saw a golden light spot in the sky shooting towards Jialing Pass at an extremely fast speed, with bright light like a meteor slashing through the night sky.
Shi Yi looked slightly sideways, his eyes locked on the golden light spot. As the light spot gradually enlarged, a figure came into the air. Her steps were light, and her long golden hair shone with a faint glow under the moonlight, like an angel coming. However, her face was filled with deep loss and heaviness, and her eyes were filled with sadness and fatigue that could not be concealed.
"Xue'er?" Shi Yi called softly, with a hint of concern and a faint joy in his tone.
Qian Renxue's figure paused slightly in the air, and then rushed into Shi Yi's arms. Her voice was low and hoarse, with an uncontrollable grimace: "Xiao Yi, Grandpa... has offered sacrifice."
Shi Yi suddenly shook his heart when he heard this. The news of Qiandaoliu's sacrifice was like a heavy hammer, hitting his heart hard. Although he had no close contact with Qian Daoliu, he knew the importance of this great worship of the Wuhun Hall to Qian Renxue. Qiandaoliu's sacrifice means that Qian Renxue has become the god of angels, but it also means that she has lost her closest relatives.
"Xue'er..." Shi Yi gently hugged Qian Renxue, his voice a little dry, and he didn't know how to comfort her for a moment. His palm gently stroked her back, trying to convey a hint of warmth and support in this way.
Qian Renxue lowered her head, her long golden hair covered her side face, and there was a hint of sob in her voice: "Grandpa sacrificed himself in order to make me realize his position of god. He said that this is his mission and his choice. But... but I would rather not have this position of god than lose him."
Shi Yi was silent for a moment and sighed softly. He whispered, "Xue'er, Grandpa's choice... is for the future of the Martial Soul Empire, and for you. He hopes that you can inherit the will of your ancestors, lead the Martial Soul Empire to victory, and bring light and hope to the entire continent. This is his wish and your responsibility."
Qian Renxue raised her head, with tears flashing in her eyes, and a hint of helplessness in her voice: "But... can I really do it? Grandpa is gone, I feel like I have lost all my support. Even if I become a god, I feel so small."
Shi Yi looked at her with a firm and gentle look: "Xue'er, you have never been alone. You have me, Aunt Dong, and everyone in the Martial Soul Empire. We will always stand behind you, support you and accompany you."
Qian Renxue's eyes met with Shi Yi, and the tears in his eyes finally slipped down. She nodded softly, but the pain of losing her loved ones still made her unable to let go.
Shi Yi gently stroked Qian Renxue's shoulder and whispered: "You are the god of angels, how could you cry so easily? You are the belief in the Martial Soul Empire."
Qian Renxue took a deep breath when she heard this and tried to calm down her inner emotions. She raised her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, nodded seriously, with a hint of firmness in her tone: "I understand, Xiao Yi, you are right. Grandpa's sacrifice cannot be in vain, I must shoulder this responsibility. No matter how difficult it is, I will persevere."
Shi Yi nodded, with a hint of comfort in her tone: "This is my Xueer. No matter what happens, I will be by your side and fight side by side with you."
Qian Renxue turned her head and looked at Shi Yi deeply, with a hint of tenderness flashing in her eyes: "Xiao Yi, it's great to have you."
Shi Yi smiled slightly without saying anything. The two stood side by side on the city wall, the night breeze blew, bringing a hint of coolness. The Tiandou Empire Camp in the distance was still brightly lit, like a dormant beast, ready to launch a counterattack at any time.
After a moment of silence, Qian Renxue asked softly: "Xiao Yi, what should I do next... what should I do?"
Shi Yi's eyes were slightly condensed, and his tone was a little cold: "Although the Tiandou Empire retreated, their foundation was still profound. Especially Tang San, his potential should not be underestimated. We must find a breakthrough as soon as possible and completely defeat their morale."
Qian Renxue nodded, with a hint of determination in his tone: "I will completely end this war with the power of the angel god. Grandpa's sacrifice must not be in vain."
Qian Renxue nodded, and his tone was a little decisive: "I will completely end this war with the power of the angel god. Grandpa's sacrifice must not be in vain."
Shi Yi glanced at her, with a hint of concern in his tone: "Xue'er, although the power of God is strong, you should not be proficient enough at the moment. Pay attention to your own consumption. Don't force yourself too much."
Qian Renxue smiled slightly, and a trace of confidence flashed in her eyes: "Don't worry, I am an angel god, and I will not fall down easily."
At this moment, a burst of rapid footsteps came from a distance. A general from the Martial Soul Empire hurried over, knelt on one knee, and said respectfully: "Elder Shi, Your Majesty has invited you, and there is an emergency military consultation."
"Okay, I'll be there later." Shi Yi nodded and his tone was calm. "Yes." The general clasped his fists and then quickly retreated.
Shi Yi and Qian Renxue looked at each other, and Shi Yi chuckled and said, "Xue'er, go and have a look with me?"
Qian Renxue did not resist as usual at this time, but nodded with a complicated expression. Bibidong is now her only relative in the true sense.
Qian Renxue turned her head and looked at Shi Yi and said softly, "Xiao Yi, let's go."
Qian Renxue and Shi Yi walked side by side into the main hall of Jialing Pass. The lights in the hall were brightly lit, reflecting Bibidong's cold and majestic figure. She was standing in front of the sand table, staring at the battlefield with deep eyes, as if thinking about something. However, she was the only one in the hall, which seemed particularly quiet and there was no tension in the emergency military intelligence negotiations.
Shi Yi's eyes moved slightly, and he was already clear in his heart. Bibi Dong summoned him to come, obviously not to discuss military information. Since he could feel Qian Renxue's changes, Bibi Dong could naturally detect the divine aura. Her intention is self-evident.
Bibidong's eyes slowly fell on Qian Renxue, and a hint of relief and complexity flashed in his eyes. She sighed slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't know where to start. The mother and daughter looked at each other silently for a moment, and an indescribable emotion filled the air.
Finally, Bibidong spoke slowly, his voice soft but with a hint of concern: "He gave you everything, don't let his expectations down."
She said as she walked towards Qian Renxue. Her movements were a little stiff, but she firmly hugged Qian Renxue gently into her arms. At this moment, there was a rare tenderness in her expression, as if she had removed all her defenses. Feeling the long-lost warmth, Qian Renxue's emotions could no longer be suppressed. Her delicate body trembled gently in Bibidong's arms, her face buried deep in her mother's arms, and tears slid silently.
"Mom..." Qian Renxue's voice was choked, as if at this moment, she finally found the long-lost family affection.
Bibidong felt the chill coming from her arms, which was Qian Renxue's tears soaking her clothes. Her eyes couldn't help but turn slightly red, and an indescribable sorrow surged in her heart.
For a long time, Bibidong has always taken Qian Renxue's hatred for granted. She ended Qian Xunji's life with her own hands and even devoured everything about him. She once thought that the gap between her and Qian Renxue could never be bridged. However, when Yu Xiaogang brought Shi Yi to seek her protection, she suddenly realized that the child was innocent. She shouldn't have imposed that hatred and pain on Qian Renxue.
At this moment, Bibidong hugged Qian Renxue tightly, as if he wanted to make up for the time he missed in those years. Her palm gently stroked Qian Renxue's blonde hair, and her voice was low and gentle: "Xue'er, I'm sorry... I owe you all these years."
Qian Renxue did not answer, but just hugged Bibi Dong tighter, as if afraid that this warmth would disappear again. Her tears flowed silently, but with a sense of relief and relief.
Shi Yi stood aside and watched the scene quietly. There was a hint of complexity in his eyes, but there was also a sense of relief. He knew that the gap between the mother and daughter finally began to melt at this moment.
I don’t know how long it took, Qian Renxue seemed a little embarrassed and slowly raised her head from Bibidong’s arms. Her voice was calm, but with a hint of unquestionable firmness: "Mom, I understand. Grandpa's sacrifice was for the future of the Martial Soul Empire. I will inherit his will and lead everyone to victory."
A hint of relief flashed in Bibidong's eyes, and he nodded gently: "I am very relieved that you can think like this. Next, we need to formulate the next strategy as soon as possible. Although the Tiandou Empire retreated, their foundation is still profound, especially the existence of Tang San and Haotian Sect, which has always been a major concern for us."
Shi Yi walked forward, his eyes fell on the sand table, with a solemn and focused expression. He said in a deep voice: "Aunt Dong, although Tang San has great potential, he has not yet fully grown up. As long as we can eliminate the power of senior soul masters of the Tiandou Empire, their morale will inevitably be severely damaged. In addition, the Xingluo Empire also needs us to pay close attention, and their movements may affect the entire battle situation."
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Bibidong nodded with a hint of coldness in his tone: "Yes, Tang San is indeed our greatest threat. However, Xueer has now become the god of angels, and our high-end combat power has an absolute advantage. Next, we need to use this to completely defeat the Tiandou Empire."
Qian Renxue gently wiped away the tears on her face with her fingers, her eyes slightly condensed, and her tone was a hint of resoluteness: "Mom, I am willing to fight myself, and use the power of the god of angels to completely defeat the morale of the Tiandou Empire."
Bibidong looked at Qian Renxue, his eyes full of trust and expectation. She nodded, and her tone was extremely serious: "Okay, mom believes in you, you will definitely be able to do it."
Qian Renxue smiled slightly, with a hint of confidence in her tone: "Mom, don't worry."
Shi Yi also spoke at the right time, his voice calm and firm: "Aunt Dong, I will fight with Xueer to ensure the victory of the war."
Bibidong pondered for a moment, and finally nodded: "Okay, since that's the case, then you two will be responsible for restraining the high-end combat power of Tang San and the Tiandou Empire. I will command the army, launch an attack from the flanks, and completely defeat their defense line."
The two agreed in unison, and the atmosphere suddenly became solemn. The clouds of war once again enveloped the sky above Jialing Pass, as if a bigger storm was coming.
At the same time, in the camp of the Tiandou Empire, Tang Hao was standing on a high place, looking deep in the direction of Jialing Pass. Next to him were Ning Rongrong, Ye Lingling, Tang San and others, and everyone's expressions were a little solemn. "Dad, what's wrong with the Martial Soul Empire?" Tang San asked in a low voice, with a hint of worry in his tone.
Tang Hao frowned and shook his head slightly: "What big thing should have happened to the Martial Soul Empire."
Hearing this, Tang San couldn't help but frown. He also had an ominous premonition in his heart, but his subordinate Mintang members did not receive any abnormal information. As the titled Douluo, he clearly felt the palpitations coming from the Martial Soul Empire, which was a disturbing sense of oppression.
Tang San shook his head and said to Tang Hao slowly, "Dad, I can feel that special feeling, but there is no news from the scouts under him."
Tang Hao nodded and said calmly: "Since I don't know, I can only prepare for myself."
Ning Rongrong's eyes were full of hatred. He looked at Tang San and said softly: "Miss San, our Seven Treasures Glazed Lilac Sect will do its best to help you restrain the high-end combat power of the Wuhun Hall."
Tang San nodded, with a hint of solemnity in his tone: "As long as we can restrain Shi Yi, we have a chance to turn the situation around. However, we must make the worst plan."
At this moment, a burst of rapid footsteps came from afar. A general from the Tiandou Empire rushed over, knelt on one knee, and said respectfully, "Zengzhu Tang, Your Majesty is invited, there is an emergency military consultation."
Tang San nodded, turned around and said to everyone, "Everyone will go back and rest first to accumulate energy. The next battle may be even more difficult."
The crowd agreed in unison and then dispersed. Tang Sanze followed the general and walked towards the avalanche main tent.
The next day, Qian Renxue and Shi Yi were ready to go in the main hall of Jialing Pass. Qian Renxue was wearing golden armor, with six wings spreading behind her, exuding a sacred and majestic aura, like an angel descending on earth. Shi Yi held a long sword in his hand, his eyes were cold, as if a sharp sword was unsheathed, ready to give the enemy a fatal blow at any time.
"Xue'er, are you ready?" Shi Yi asked softly, with a hint of concern in his tone.
Qian Renxue nodded, and a trace of determination flashed in her eyes: "It's ready. Xiao Yi, let's go."
...(The end of this chapter)