Chapter 78: Fulfill your last wish and launch a general attack
Veins popped up on Qian Daoliu’s head.

He opened his mouth in silence, and in the end, no more curses came out.

The air became silent.

Qian Daoliu lowered his eyes and looked at Qian Xunji who seemed to be thinking and reflecting on himself.

He frowned and said:
"Tell me, what did you see?"

Qianxunji looked at Qiandaoliu with a bitter face and said faintly:
"The child does not teach, the father too."

"W-what did you say?!"

Qian Daoliu's expression turned somewhat embarrassed.

"Don't, don't do that, old man! I don't mean to attack you."

Qianxunji quickly waved his hands and began to explain.

Qian Daoliu's breathing stagnated and he couldn't help but doubt himself.

Turn your head and look down the mountain.

He said in a deep voice: "Then tell me, what does this mean?"

Qianxunji smiled, he had no intention of shirking responsibility.

Resting his head on his arms, he sighed:

"Dong'er certainly made a mistake! But my mistake was more than just violating human ethics."

"..."

Qian Daoliu raised his eyebrows and glanced back at Qian Xunji.

"Ah"

Qianxunji laughed at himself.

explained:
"A teacher for a day, a father for life."

"After all, after all, it was because I didn't teach Dong'er well, which led to all these dirty things that happened later."

"..."

Qian Daoliu's face darkened again.

According to Qianxunji's approach, tracing the source, wouldn't the source be him?
"Old man, I really didn't point at you."

Looking at Qian Daoliu's expression.

Qianxunji didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and hurriedly stood up to comfort her old father.

"You've done enough, really!"

"But talent is something that is innate. I am not up to your expectations."

Qian Daoliu took a slight breath and didn't dwell on it anymore.

Sadly said:
"In that case, why didn't you listen to what I taught you? Didn't I tell you that?"

"Be careful with that woman!"

"Ha ha."

Qianxunji chuckled and put his hand on Qiandaoliu's shoulder.

There was a hint of apology on his face.

"Dad, I can actually survive."

"But I gave up, so I hope you don't hate Dong'er."

Qian Daoliu widened his eyes, his face full of confusion.

"What did you say?!"

"Ugh"

Qianxunji sighed and explained:
"Two children are caught in the middle, so it's inevitable that they will be in a difficult position."

"Then why can't she be the one to die?!"

Qian Daoliu had anger in his eyes and had lost his mind.

"If I were cruel, I would have killed Dong'er long ago!"

Qianxunji responded with a sneer, and then felt helpless.

After all, I raised him myself!
Although he was wrong, he was not really a beast.

What's more, Bibi Dong was strangled by him before she could even make a mistake.

Qian Daoliu looked unhappy.

"Back then, I didn't see you doing anything that you couldn't bear!"

"People will change, and didn't I just want to create a genius at that time?"

Qianxunji opened his five fingers, covered his face, and lay on the grass again.

"it's good now."

"I am the most useless person in the family. If I don't die, who will die?"

Qian Daoliu suddenly became silent.

Why does Qian Xunji want to create a genius for the Qian family so much?

"Dad, do I make sense?"

Faced with Qianxunji's questioning, Qian Daoliu came to his senses and started cursing.

"Fuck!"

"But you have to admit that Dong'er is more talented than me, and her methods are even better than yours and mine. It is obviously more appropriate to let her take charge of the Pope's Palace."

Qianxunji smiled helplessly.

without him.

Not only Qian Renxue and the others, but even the Spirit Hall will become better.

Hear the words.

Qian Daoliu's expression changed slightly.

"You said you want her to be the Pope?!"

Qianxunji asked back: "Do you have any other suitable candidates in mind?"

"..."

Qian Daoliu opened his mouth, speechless.

Silence.

Qianxunji's body slowly began to become illusory. The surrounding buildings began to collapse.

"Time is up."

Qianxunji sat up calmly.

Looking at Qian Daoliu with tears in his eyes, his eyes also turned red.

“Dad, I’m sorry I didn’t deserve the Qian family.”

"Ji'er!"

Amid Qian Daoliu's attempts to retain him.

Qianxunji's figure became illusory and slowly floated into the air.

"Old man, you have to come later. I want to have more peace and quiet."

"Ji'er!"

Qian Daoliu stood up and reached out to grab it, and Qian Xunji's figure scattered.
In the air, dim golden light particles were floating.

Sounds came from all directions.

"Dad, let Dong'er take care of Xiao Jue and the others with my share."

Wow!
A strong wind blew.

The light particles in the air went 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 Pope's Palace halfway up the hill.

With self-mockery in his eyes, he wholeheartedly agreed with Qianxunji's words.

"Haha, Ji'er, you are right!"

Standing halfway up the hill is the old Pope's Palace from decades ago.

Palace Square
Qian Daoliu was holding a long sword and asking the young man with flowing blond hair.

"Ji'er, do you still remember why you practiced?"

"The child remembers!"

The young man smiled and nodded.

Waving the long sword in his hand, he vowed:
"Dad said that Ji'er's training is to restore the glory of an angel!"

"Ha ha.!"

Qian Daoliu laughed.

Overlapping with the self-deprecating laughter on the mountaintop.

The entire space has turned into nothingness, leaving only two drops of turbid tears.

original
He was already at the beginning.
This planted the seeds of disaster for Qianxunji.

……

Enshrined in the temple.

Qian Daoliu woke up slowly.

Looking at the familiar scenes around me, feeling the wetness on my face.

Qian Daoliu stood up quickly.

He looked inside the coffin which had just been half-closed.

This is back to reality.

Looking at Qianxunji, his eyes were full of guilt and self-blame.

There has been 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.

Having said that, he no longer hesitated.

He bent down, closed the coffin lid completely, and hammered in the steel nails with his bare hands.

The coffin is sealed!

He held up the coffin with one hand and was about to walk out.

But the ashes under the coffin made Qian Daoliu pause.
He frowned and raised his hand to pinch the soul-capturing bead on his chest.

Think for a moment.

He already knew what had happened to the other person.

"It seems that I am not doing my job as a grandfather very well."

Qian Daoliu laughed at himself.

Holding the coffin in his hand, he flew towards the Pope's Palace halfway up the mountain.

While placing the coffin.

Orders were also sent to the front line from the Pope's Palace.

tomorrow
Launch a general attack on the Haotian Sect!

It's time to end this farce.

……

the next day.

Qian Xunji's coffin was carried by the cardinal and circled in Wuhun City.

The entire Wuhun City was filled with solemnity and sadness.

The Pope is the belief of the vast majority of soul masters on the continent.

On days like this.

Even outside Wuhun City, many people came to pay their respects spontaneously.

The three clans above, the four clans below, and the two great empires are all these huge monsters.
They also have to come to the ceremony in person.

But now is the time when the Spirit Hall and the Haotian Sect are at war.

In a special period.

Most of the major forces only sent a few representatives.

　I wish you all a happy life!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)