Chapter 230 People with different destinies

The sounds of whispered, the magic sounds filled the ears; every sentence was bewitching, and it was immersive; there seemed to be a handsome, gentle and elegant man in front of A Yin, whose name was Qianxunji; it seemed to really see him in the forest with him, under the moonlight, and making a vow.

The two of them leaned against each other and had already made a decision for their lifetime. Just as they were about to accomplish good things, they took action first and then reported, and when they were pregnant, they went to the Wuhun Hall to meet their parents-in-laws. The famous second-generation ancestors in the mainland, with the title Douluo who were accomplices of the tiger, broke into the thatched hut they built.

Tang Hao, who was bullying others and doing many evil deeds, actually used those deceitful means to possess himself.

For the sake of his sweetheart, he compromised and gritted his teeth and endured the humiliation, but he didn't expect that Tang Hao would not say anything about his credit; he ate it all and refused to admit his account; he actually killed Xunji in front of him. However, he took himself back to the mountain gate and imprisoned him until he gave birth to the evil!

In A Yin's mind, a stream of evil thoughts turned into countless pictures, coming one after another, flashing through continuously.

In a short period of time, he actually completed the memory of the vacant more than ten years: a handsome and innocent boy who broke into the forest; a couple who fell in love over time and made vows; a second generation who bullied men and women, a full of evil deeds, and a child who was born with original sin and wanted to kill his mother!

At a critical moment, the child of the ex-wife who was in love saved me, and that man remembered me before he died.

Before he knew it, A Yin was already in tears, and his steps staggered and he fell to the ground.

He covered his red lips with bare hands, his slender body trembled slightly, and his eyes were filled with sadness and helplessness.

"Looking for disease!" A Yin raised his eyes and looked at Qian Renxue. His beautiful eyes were covered with bloodshot and pity: his biological son did not want to recognize him, and even wanted to be ruthless; who would like to tell him about his misery for half his life? How should he face the child of the person he had been thinking about day and night?

"You have suffered, it's me, it's me who's sorry for your father and your mother..."

Want to make up, he staggered and rushed up to Qian Renxue, but he didn't dare to reach out and hug her into his arms.

"What the hell are you doing!"

Qian Renxue was startled by A Yin's appearance, and looked uncomfortable, and her little hand twisted hard against Luo Jiutian's waist.

"I just changed a story and processed it artistically." Luo Jiutian whispered, without any guilt: "You can tell why she was very tolerant of Tang San when she was the pope. I could probably guess what kind of mentality this is."

"I've already let it go, and you should have a separation from the past."

"There is, compare the two and make a reference."

Luo Jiutian said coldly: "I want to see what two different people will deal with when facing their bad fate."

"Will you kill like her, not wanting to get dirty, or ignore it, and be clean of your eyes."

The hand that pinched Luo Jiutian's waist stopped, and Qian Renxue stood there on the spot. She couldn't help but remembered the abandoned wilderness, the stumbled towards her mother, but was slapped to the ground; more than ten years of pleasing her, she couldn't get a smile.

She also wanted to know what would A Yin do when she was a woman in the face of her bad fate in her heart?

"Wouldn't it be too cruel for mother and son to fight each other?" After thinking for a while, Qian Renxue came to her senses from some empathy, gently held Luo Jiutian's hand and complained: "Why didn't I notice before that your personality is so bad?!"

"Great?" Luo Jiutian hummed softly:

"Someone always has to bear the blame. It's not Tang Hao who carries it. Could it be that your father, my old Taishan, will you carry it?"

Qian Renxue stopped talking, and Ju Douluo and Gui Douluo on the side also sighed and remained silent for a long time.

They always serve as the pope in the Wuhun Hall. When they look at the grown-up children, they can't let him die and bear the infamy for thousands of years.

The atmosphere was a little silent for a moment. Zhu Zhuqing turned her face and seemed to be a little unbearable. However, Zhu Zhuyun kept comforting the grieving A Yin in a low voice. It was not until half an hour later that A Yin finally calmed down and stood up with red eyes.

He stared at Luo Jiutian and said in a narrow voice: "Who are you? Who are these two little girls?!"

After coming back from the grief, it was a hundred thousand-year-old soul beast. She only felt guilt and love for Qian Renxue, and only gratitude for Ju Douluo and Gui Douluo; but she was full of guard against this handsome man who suddenly appeared; even if the feeling of being close in her heart involuntarily.

As Yin questioned, he thought, Xunji should have been as handsome as the man in front of him back then?

"I? It's a long story." Luo Jiutian was not blushed, and then activated the Eight Songs of the Demon: "After Qianxunji died, Xueer's mother temporarily took over the position of pope. In order to save you, she also died in the Haotian Sect; I was when she went to the Great Forest to find you."

"Just the wild child I picked up, I'm helping Xueer with some trivial matters in the Martial Spirit Hall."

Ju Douluo, Gui Douluo: I am pitiful, as if you are Xue'er's son-in-law, and your face is thick-skinned.

Sure enough, when she heard A Yin's ears, her face became more and more guilty, and her eyes looked at Qian Renxue softer.

Just when Qian Renxue was feeling uncomfortable being seen, Luo Jiutian asked at A Yinfa: "Aunt, now Tang Hao relies on the power of Haotian Sect and has helped his son to the high position of the Blue Silver King of the Tiandou Empire, and my Wuhun Palace and the Tiandou Empire are in the same power as the water and fire."

"Are you standing on the side of the Spirit Hall, or go to the Tiandou Empire to join your own son?"

"This!" A Yin was speechless for a moment. She absolutely did not want to go back to that wolf den, to the side of Tang Hao who had bullied her for the rest of her life. Besides, her son did not recognize her. She had not seen each other for so many years, and there was no way to talk about the deep love between mother and son.

But, do you really have to stand on Xunji's daughter's side and kill your own son?

In Ayin's heart, she regarded the Blue Silver King and Tang San of the Tiandou Empire as a stain that defiles the bloodline of the Blue Silver Emperor.

But if she wants her to kill her? A Yin didn't know what to do, she was in a state of silence.

Before Ayin Qiqi Ai's speech was opened, Luo Jiutian interrupted her in time and said, "Auntie, you can think about it carefully. If you don't want to take action, stay in the Wuhun Hall and take care of the civil affairs for Xue'er; anyway, her father told her to let future generations take good care of you before leaving."

After the words came, A Yin's beautiful eyes were filled with tears again, which made Tang Hao hate him so much.

"No matter what, my aunt has been seriously injured, so I still have to take care of her body." Luo Jiutian instructed: "No matter what decision my aunt makes, we will not blame you; it's just that no matter whether you stay in the Spirit Hall or outside, you urgently need to restore your strength."

"After all, in order to save you, the Spirit Palace has given all its money, and the titled Douluo people are not without opinions."

A Yin nodded silently, and the guilt in her heart became three more intense. She turned her face away and did not dare to look at Qian Renxue again.

"I have a magic trick for practicing soul beasts here, which can help my aunt quickly recover her soul power. It can help her restore her aunt to the strength of the titled Douluo in one or two months." Luo Jiutian took out a booklet from his arms and stuffed it into A Yin's hand.

"Although the pope died young in the Martial Soul Hall, he was very talented and thoughtful. This technique was also what he asked the two Douluo to secretly find for you before leaving, so that you can have the strength to settle down."

Luo Jiutian pointed at Ju Douluo and Gui Douluo and sighed.

A Yin looked down and looked at: "The Summary of the Demon Clan's Practice - Transformation Chapter". He opened it gently, but he felt that it was obscure and hard to describe, but he benefited a lot.

I felt even more grateful to Qian Xunji's affection: most of the cultivation of soul power in Douluo Continent relies on meditation and natural growth.

Such a rapid increase in strength has no sequelae and side effects. I believe that searching for disease has really cost a lot.

Looking at Qian Renxue who was incompetent, he remembered his son who was accomplice for the tiger. A Yin felt sad and sighed for a long time: "In the eyes of his father and son, I think it's just a tool. If he doesn't treat me as his mother, why should I..."

"You guessed it." Qian Renxue looked at A Yin with this look and couldn't tell whether she was satisfied or disappointed.

Qian Renxue felt an unexpected sense of loss, but she was slightly balanced: it turned out that more than she would do that.

Luo Jiutian, on the side, looked as if he was secret: "It is unpredictable to right and wrong. You can wait until Lan Yin Douluo comes to the battlefield before making a conclusion!"

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