On the top of the tall mountain, with snowflakes fluttering and a strong cold wind, a huge piece of ice stood, with dragons and phoenixes dancing on it, writing the tomb of Shui Linglong, the great magician of the water system. wWw. qUAnbEn-xIaosHuo. cOM
Shui Ruoyan knelt in front of the tomb for a long time, with white snowflakes falling in her hair and shoulders. She stared at the tombstone dreamily, motionless. Long Yi stood not far behind her, with his back as straight as a mountain, silently guarding her. Any words spoken at this moment were feeble. Such a tragedy was truly a great misfortune in life.
After a long time, the sky gradually darkened, and when the wind and snow became more miserable, Shui Ruoyan suddenly said in a hoarse voice: "Long Yi, should I hate them?"
"Yes." Long Yi replied without hesitation.
"Then should I kill them?" Shui Ruoyan continued to ask, grabbing the ice blue staff left by Shui Linglong with her little hand.
"That's right." Long Yi replied calmly.
Shui Ruoyan was silent for a long time and stood up. However, due to the lack of blood circulation from kneeling for too long, she stumbled and fell back.
Long Yi's body flashed, his big hands hugged Shui Ruoyan's slender waist, and he knelt down to knead her arms to relax her muscles, but there was a twinge in his heart because of the heart-wrenching expression on her face.
"Let's go back." Shui Ruoyan said softly, leaning on Long Yi's shoulder tiredly.
Long Yi and Shui Ruoyan flew to the small village at the foot of the mountain. The atmosphere in the whole village was very depressed. The elites of the Dark Church all huddled in the house without saying a word. By this time, everyone knew that something big had happened in the church. , the pope’s wife killed the dark pope’s mother, which was shocking.
"Master Ximen. Miss, His Majesty the Pope invites you." As soon as the two entered the village, the Netherworld Priest Rafael greeted them. He had obviously been waiting outside for a long time.
Shui Ruoyan's delicate body trembled, her little hands tightly grasped Long Yi's sleeve, as if she wanted to get courage from Long Yi.
"Don't be afraid, I have everything under my control." Long Yi said softly, wrapping Shui Ruoyan's little hand in his generous palm, and then led her into the room following the Nether Sacrifice.
There was still a pile of firewood burning in the room, and the Dark Pope stood in front of the window with his back turned. The figure looked sad and lonely.
Rafael brought the people there, turned around and went out, and closed the door. Only Long and three people were left in the room.
The Dark Pope slowly turned around. He actually lost a lot of weight overnight, and his expression was exactly the same as Shui Ruoyan's, making people look at him and feel unbearable. This made Long Yi's dislike for him much lessened. But he believed that he would never forgive the snake-hearted wife of the pope. The reason why he didn't kill her at that time was because he wanted to see how the dark pope would deal with it
"Ruoruo..." The Dark Pope looked at Shui Ruoyan with a somewhat excited expression, as if he had a thousand words he wanted to express but could not say.
"Shut up, you have no right to call me that." Shui Ruoyan suddenly yelled. He turned around, opened the door and rushed out.
"Ruoruo, come back." Long Yi's heart tightened and he planned to chase after her.
"Master Ximen, please leave her alone for a while. I have something to say to you." The Dark Pope called out to Long Yi. The voice was very dull.
"If you have anything to say, just say it." Long Yi stopped and said calmly.
"Ruoruo... How has she been doing these years?" The Dark Pope took a deep breath and asked softly.
"In general, it's not bad, but you know. She always thought you were dead and the murderer was her grandmother, so the relationship with her grandmother was very bad for a long time." Long Yi recalled Shui Ruoyan The expression on his face when he mentioned this matter was a slight sigh.
The Dark Pope was silent, closed his eyes, and his blue hair was windless.
"Can you take good care of her for me in the future?" After a long time, the Dark Pope said slowly, his eyes suddenly opened, and he stared at Long Yi sharply.
Long Yi smiled and said: "If she is my woman, I will use my life to take care of her."
"Okay, I believe in you, and Ling'er, don't neglect any of them." The Dark Pope continued.
Long nodded, a strange feeling suddenly surged in his heart, but he couldn't tell what it was exactly.
"Actually, I brought out all the elites of the Dark Church to cooperate with the Dragon War to deal with your Ximen family." The Dark Pope suddenly said.
"I would have guessed it even if you didn't tell me." Long Yi shrugged. He was not a fool. It would be strange if a large number of people from the Dark Church gathered here, not for their Ximen family.
The Dark Pope stared at Long for a long time and nodded appreciatively. This son-in-law is really not simple. Even he can't see through the depth. I think it won't be an insult to his two daughters if they meet earlier. If they had met earlier, maybe they would have met. Maybe it's very possible to talk.
"I've said everything that needs to be said, you can go out." The Dark Pope turned around and said calmly.
Long Yi raised his eyebrows, turned around and walked out of the wooden house. He always felt that the Dark Pope didn't just ask him to promise to take care of his daughter when he stopped him. There should be other things, but he didn't say it and let it go. At this point, Thinking about it, he would not deal with the Ximen family again. After all, he had solemnly handed over his two daughters into his hands.
Not long after Long Yi left, the Pope's wife Ye'er appeared next to the Dark Pope with an uneasy mood.
"Husband... I'm... sorry." The Pope's wife gritted her teeth and said timidly. Although she was cruel to others, she was very well-behaved towards the Dark Pope.
The Dark Pope remained silent, still standing and looking at the falling snow outside the window. He didn't know what he was thinking, but his straight back seemed a little awkward at this time.
"Husband, I know it's my fault. If you feel uncomfortable, then just kill me." The Pope's wife was hesitant in her heart and took two steps forward to grab the Dark Pope's big hand.
The Dark Pope turned his head, glanced at his wife lightly, and said in a low voice: "Ye'er, if you are really serious, please accompany me to my mother's tomb to confess."
The Pope's wife was stunned for a long time, gritted her teeth and nodded.
In the dark night, two black figures landed on the top of the mountain one after another, and knelt down heavily in front of the tombstone.
"Mother, my child is unfilial. I am ashamed of you for raising me so late.
.. He held the tombstone and pressed his face against the cold stone surface. Painger knelt behind him in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.
After a long time, the Dark Pope stopped crying, turned his head quietly, and said hoarsely: "Ye'er, you and I have been married for nearly thirty years. I know that you have done your best for me, and you almost died trying to save me.
I know everything you do is for my own good. But... it is unjust to indulge your wife and kill her mother. I have no way to blame you. I can only die to honor your deceased mother. "
The pope's wife was startled and had a bad feeling in her heart. He stepped forward and grabbed his hand and screamed: "Husband, all your mistakes are my fault. Don't do anything stupid."
The Dark Pope shook his head and smiled sadly. He stretched out his big hand to touch his wife's face, but black blood suddenly dripped from the corner of his mouth.
The Pope's wife used her trembling hands to pick up the bloodshot eyes on the corner of the Dark Pope's mouth, and said in a trembling voice: "Shadow Heart-piercing Poison, husband. Why... why are you so stupid? If you want to explain, just kill me, why..." she said The back was full of tears.
"In three... thirty years, I have never fulfilled the filial piety that a son should have. Mother... Mother will be... very lonely down there. I want to... accompany her." The Dark Pope spat out a mouthful of black blood. He completely leaned into his wife's arms.
"Husband, you let me live alone in this world. You are really cruel." Mrs. Pope murmured quietly with tears, her expression gradually became firm, and suddenly a black light flashed in her hand, and a black sword blade was as fast as It pierced his heart like lightning.
She only heard a muffled grunt, and the blade was completely immersed in her body. She twitched the corners of her mouth, and looked into the eyes of the Dark Pope. Two tears fell on his cheeks, mixing with his tears. Then, the two hugged each other and slowly closed their eyes, both with a look of relief on their faces.
Early the next morning, Long Yi brought Shui Ruoyan back after a night of wind and snow, only to find that all the elites of the Dark Church were gathered together. Rafael stood in front with a solemn expression, but he was the only one missing. The Dark Pope and his wife.
"Master Ximen, please come here." Rafael called, with a hint of respect in his tone.
Long Yi stepped forward in confusion, but Raphael suddenly knelt down, holding high a staff with a strange dark light in his hand, and said loudly: "On the order of the Pope, I will hand over the token of the Dark Church to Simon In the hands of the young master, from now on the Dark Church will be under the control of the young master Ximen, and those who do not follow will be killed by a thousand swords."
Long Yi was stunned, what is this? What on earth is that old guy of the Dark Pope doing
"I see His Majesty the Pope." Rafael bowed to the ground.
"I see His Majesty the Pope." The rest of the church elites in the dark place bowed down.
"What is going on? Where is the Pope?" Of course Long Yi is willing to accept such a huge force, but the problem is that he must figure out what is going on.
Rafael shook his head and said, "I don't know, but His Majesty the Pope disappeared after telling me these things. His wife also disappeared at the same time."
Shui Ruoyan's expression changed, and as if she suddenly thought of something, she flew up and headed towards the top of the mountain, with Long Yi following closely behind.
"Everyone, follow up." Rafael ordered, and he also flew after him. He had not yet handed the token of the Dark Church into Long Yi's hands. What if he didn't come back
As soon as Shui Ruoyan reached the top of the mountain, she saw her father and mother hugging each other, almost covered by snowflakes, and there was no trace of life from them. She was stunned at that time, her pale face even more sickly. She chuckled twice, took two steps back, her laughter became louder, and said: "Death, a good death, a good death."
"Ruoruo, don't be like this." Long Yi felt a pain in his heart when he saw Shui Ruoyan's crazy look. Although she hated her biological parents, she suddenly lost three relatives. He couldn't bear it if it were him. .
"Long Yi, don't worry, do you look like something's wrong with me? I'm happy, I'm so happy."
"Ruoruo." Long Yi roared, pulling her into his arms with his big hand.
"Let me go, I hate you, let me go." Shui Ruoyan struggled in Long Yi's arms and shouted.
"Ruoruo, don't be like this. If you want to cry, just cry." Long Yi let her scratch and scratch her, comforting her in her ear with a gentle voice.
"Crying? Who wants to cry? Why should I cry?" Shui Ruoyan pushed Long Yi away with all her strength, staring blankly at her biological parents hugging each other.
"You... do you think death can wash away your sins? Cowards, you are cowards, you are not worthy to be my father and mother." Shui Ruoyan pointed at the dark pope couple who had been dead for a long time, and suddenly their delicate bodies slumped and sat on the snow. On the ground, it seemed as if all the strength had been suddenly taken away. His eyes were filled with tears, and he was so sad that it was heart-wrenching.
Long Yi sat down, put Shui Ruoyan in his arms, patted her shoulder and said softly: "Silly girl, cry out. Holding it in will hurt your body. If so, I will die of heartache."
Shui Ruoyan sobbed silently at first, taking in big gulps of air as if she couldn't breathe, and then her tears poured out like a flood that broke a bank. She hugged Long Yi's waist and cried like a child. It was really a surprise to those who heard it. Sad, everyone sheds tears.
"Be good, cry. I will always be by your side." Long Yi patted Shui Ruoyan's pink back rhythmically, shaking his head and sighing in his heart. He had never thought that a generation of great water magisters and the Pope and his wife of the Dark Church would behave like this. way to end one's life.
At this time, Rafael led a large number of church elites to follow. Seeing this scene, everyone knelt down and murmured something.
Not long after, Shui Ruoyan cried and fainted in Long Yi's arms, making Long Yi love and pity her. Why was the fate of his teacher Shui Ruoyan so miserable
After that, Long Yi took over the Dark Spirit Staff, the token of the Dark Church, and the Dark God Card that he had stolen from Raphael, and officially became the Pope of the Dark Church in a simple ceremony. , which can be seen from this.
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