Chapter 78 Fulfill your last wish and launch a general attack
Veins popped out on Qian Daoliu’s head.
I opened my mouth silently, but after all, I didn’t curse anymore.
The air became silent.
Qian Daoliu lowered his eyes and looked at Qian Xunji who seemed to be thinking and introspecting.
Frowning:
"Tell me, what did you see clearly?"
Qianxunji looked at Qiandaoliu with a bitter look on his face, and said quietly:
“It is the fault of a son not to teach his father.”
“What, what did you say?!”
Qian Daoliu's face became a little embarrassed.
"Don't, old man, don't do this! I didn't mean to hit you."
Qian Xunji quickly waved his hand and explained.
Qian Daoliu's breathing was a little stagnant, and he couldn't help but doubt himself.
Turn around and look down the mountain.
Said in a deep voice: "Then tell me, what do you mean by this?"
Qianxunji smiled, he had no intention of shirking responsibility.
Putting his arms on his head, he sighed:
"Dong'er is certainly at fault! But my fault is not just against human ethics."
"..."
Qian Daoliu raised his eyebrows and glanced back at Qian Xunji.
“Ha”
Qian Xunji laughed at himself.
Explained:
“Once a teacher, always a father.”
“After all, it’s because I didn’t teach him well, and that’s why I have the following problems. What a shame.”
“…”
Qian Daoliu’s face darkened again.
According to Qian Xunji's approach, tracing back to the source, doesn't the source come to him?
"Old man, I really didn't care about you."
Look at Qian Daoliu's face.
Qian Xunji couldn't laugh or cry, and hurriedly stood up to comfort her old father.
“You have done enough, really!”
“But talent is something you are born with, and I cannot live up to your expectations.”
Qian Daoliu breathed slightly and did not dwell on this anymore.
Said sadly:
"In that case, why didn't you listen to what I taught you! I told you so."
"Be careful with that woman!"
< br>"Haha."
Qian Xunji chuckled and reached out to hold Qian Daoliu's shoulders.
There was a slight apology on his face.
"Dad, actually I can survive."
"But I gave up, so I hope you don't hate Dong'er."
Qian Daoliu's eyes widened. His eyes were full of confusion.
“What did you say?!”
“Alas”
Qianxunji sighed and explained:
“Two children are caught in the middle. It is inevitable that she will become a human being."
"Then why can't she die?"
Qian Daoliu's eyes were filled with anger, and he was already carried away.
"If I were cruel, I would have killed Dong'er long ago!"
Qian Xunji responded with a sneer, and then felt helpless.
After all, he was raised by himself!
Although he is wrong, he is not really a beast.
Besides, Bibi Dong’s mistake was strangled by him before he could make it.
Qian Daoliu looked ugly.
“Back then, I didn’t see anything that you couldn’t bear to do!”
“People can change, and at that time, didn’t I just want to create a genius?”< br>
Qianxunji spread his fingers, covered his face, and lay on the grass again.
“It’s fine now.”
"Among the whole family, I am the most useless. If I don't die, who will die?"
Qian Daoliu suddenly became silent.
Why do Qian Xunji want to create a genius for Qianjia so much?
"Dad, do I make sense?"
Faced with Qian Xunji's question, Qian Daoliu came back to his senses and cursed.
“What the heck!”
“But you have to admit that Dong’er’s talent is higher than mine, and her methods are even better than those of you and me. It’s obvious to let her be in charge of the Pope’s Palace. More appropriate."
Qian Xunji smiled helplessly.
Without him.
Not only Qian Renxue and the others, but also Wuhun Palace will become better.
Hear the words.
Qian Daoliu’s expression changed slightly.
“You said you wanted her to be the pope?!”
Qian Xunji asked: “Do you have any other suitable candidates in mind?”
“… …”
Qian Daoliu opened his mouth and was speechless.
A moment of silence.
Qian Xunji's body began to slowly become unreal. The surrounding buildings began to fall apart.
“The time has come.”
Qian Xunji sat up calmly.
Looking at Qian Daoliu with tears in his eyes, his eyes were also red.
"Dad, I'm sorry, I'm sorry for Qianjia."
"Ji'er!"
In Qian Daoliu's voice of condolences.
Qianxunji's figure was illusory and slowly floated into the air.
"Old man, you have to come later, I just want to be clean for a while."
"Ji'er!"
Qian Daoliu stood up and stretched out his hand Grabbing it, Qian Xunji's figure scattered.
In the air, dim golden light particles floated.
Sounds came from all directions.
"Dad, let Dong'er, along with me, take good care of Xiaojue and the others"
Wow!
A strong wind blew.
The light particles in the sky go straight into the sky.
The worship hall behind Qian Daoliu disappeared, and the Wuhun City below began to collapse.
Suddenly!
Qian Daoliu looked at the Papal Palace on the hillside.
With self-mockery in his eyes, he sincerely recognized Qian Xunji's words.
"Haha. Ji'er, you are right!"
Standing on the hillside is the old papal palace from decades ago.
The square in front of the palace
Qian Daoliu was holding a long sword and asking the young man with flowing blond hair.
"Ji'er, do you still remember why you practice?"
"Ji'er remembers!"
The young man smiled and nodded.
Waving the long sword in his hand, he vowed:
"Dad said that Ji'er practices to regain the glory of the angels!"
"Haha.!"< br>
The laughter from Qian Daoliu.
Overlapping with the self-deprecating laughter on the mountaintop.
The entire space has turned into nothingness, leaving only two drops of muddy tears.
It turns out that
he had planted the seeds of disaster for Qian Xunji as early as the beginning.
……
Enshrined in the temple.
Qiandaoliu woke up quietly.
Looking at the familiar scenes around him, he felt the moisture on his face.
Qian Daoliu stood up quickly.
Looking into the coffin with the lid half closed.
This is back to reality.
Looking at Qian Xunji, his eyes were full of guilt and self-blame.
No movement for a long time.
"Ji'er, don't worry, dad will fulfill your last wish."
Qian Daoliu's voice was hoarse and firm.
As he spoke, he no longer hesitated.
Bend down, cover the coffin lid completely, and drive in the steel nails with your bare hands.
The coffin sealing is completed!
Hold the coffin with one hand and walk out.
But the few ashes under the coffin made Qian Daoliu pause.
Frowning, he raised his hand to pinch the soul-stirring bead on his chest.
Think for a moment.
You already know what happened to Cai Cai.
"My grandfather seems to be very incompetent at his job."
Qian Daoliu laughed at himself.
Holding the coffin in his hand, he flew towards the Papal Palace halfway up the mountain.
While placing the coffin.
Also sent orders to the front line from the Pope's Palace.
Tomorrow
Launch a general attack on Haotian Sect!
It’s time for this farce to end.
……
The next day.
Qian Xunji’s coffin was carried by cardinals and surrounded by Wuhun City.
The entire Wuhun City was solemn and sad.
The Pope is the belief of most soul masters on the continent.
On days like this.
Even outside Wuhun City, many people spontaneously expressed their condolences.
The Upper Three Sects and the Lower Four Sects, the two great empires.
Everyone has to come to watch the ceremony in person.
But now is the time when Wuhun Palace and Haotian Sect are at war.
We are in a special period.
Most of the major forces only sent a few representatives here.
I wish you all a happy life!
(End of this chapter)