"No matter how much you grow up, you will be the master's little Konghou." Konghou rubbed his head against Tianmiao's palm, squinting his eyes happily.
"Well, it will always be my little Konghou." Tian Miao smiled. Of course, it will always be her little Konghou, and it will never change.
"Master, where are you going?" Konghou asked.
"Going to deal with something, just so, you can come together too." Tian Miao looked up and looked forward, "Let's go. If you don't hurry up, you will have to use time rewind."
"Okay." When Konghou heard what Tianmiao said, he became a little nervous.
Then Tian Miao took Konghou's hand, turned it into a streamer, and disappeared instantly.
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"Qingjun, please dissipate the souls of our mothers. If it falls into the hands of those people, we will only suffer day and night, and we will never be born again." A woman's voice was determined and desperate.
"No, there is still a glimmer of hope that I will not give up. Hold on, as long as we reach the East China Sea, as long as we go to Tiandaomen, we will definitely be saved." A tired male voice replied.
In the sky, the man's azure clothes were about to be dyed red with blood, and he flew all the way. In his arms were two small vials containing the souls of his wife and children.
"But, I'm afraid we won't be able to get there... Qing Jun, I don't want our child to suffer from the piercing pain of the flames..." There was desolate pain and despair in the woman's voice.
"Hold on a little longer, Hongying, hold on a little longer... Our family can be reunited, we can live under the sun, we can still fly in the blue sky together, that's okay..." Qing Jun comforted, but tears couldn't help but flow down. What are they doing wrong? They practiced hard and never did anything to harm anyone or any creature. They just lived quietly in their small world, but they were hunted by those greedy humans.
Those human beings caught his wife and children, skinned and bleed, flesh and blood were used for alchemy, and bones were used for refining tools. These are not counted, but their souls must be imprisoned, used to inject weapons, and refine some artifact. How can they be so vicious? Hateful hateful!
He lurked in and finally stole the souls of his wife and children, but was discovered. Human beings greedily clamored, there is a stronger monster here. Then he started to hunt him down for several days and nights.
He was almost too exhausted to hold on.
"There is someone in front!" Qing Jun looked at the two figures in front of him, startled, and then continued to sink. It's over, it's over! It's all over! Flanking back and forth, he no longer has the strength.
"Quick, that monster is exhausted!" The excited voice of a human came from behind.
Qing Jun stopped in mid-air, and closed his eyes slowly and desperately. He's ready to blow himself up! With his wife and children, self-destruction will not leave any trace of these greedy and vicious humans.
The humans who were chasing him were getting closer and closer. Qing Jun placed his hand gently on his chest, stroking the bottle containing the souls of his wife and children, waiting for death. But, in my heart, there is still too much unwillingness, too much anger and hatred.
"Bold!" Suddenly, a woman's stern shout sounded.
A gust of wind blew past Qing Jun, followed by screams from behind Qing Jun.
what happened
Qing Jun opened his eyes in astonishment, and saw that the two figures in front of him had appeared in front of him.
(End of this chapter)