Douluo: Junior sister of Jianzong is a saint in Wuhun Hall

After that day, Su Yingchu became busy because her father's health was getting worse and worse.

Her father, Qian Yuanli, was getting worse and worse, so he was anxious to arrange her future.

"Yingchu."

In the splendid hall, an old man sat above him. That old voice sounded in Su Yingchu's ears.

"Father."

Su Yingchu's beautiful eyes were full of despair, "I'm here."

Looking at the pale face of her extremely old father, Su Yingchu's eyes filled with distressed emotions.

But when the words came to his lips, nothing came out.

She was scared and frightened because she realized that her father who loved her was aging rapidly.

The consequences of the martial soul's backlash were beyond Su Yingchu's imagination.

She could never imagine the pain her father had endured.

"Yingchu."

"I know I don't have much time left."

Qian Yuanli's vicissitudes of voice sounded again, and he started coughing, "The only thing I can ask of you is to take good care of you."

"But I haven't seen you get married and start a business, so how can I leave willingly?"

"Your mother set off to the Douluo Continent a few years ago to look for opportunities, saying she wanted to become a god and save me. But I know she had no chance..."

"My fate has been destined for a long time, and this is how it will be in this life."

"Father……"

Su Yingchu's eyes were filled with water, filled with sadness, "But mother loves you."

"I know, but I'm sorry for her love."

"Yingchu, if I hadn't waited for your mother's return, then please tell her when my time has come."

"It is my Qian Yuan Li's good fortune to be able to fall in love with her Su Shiqing in this life."

…

"younger sister."

Qian Xunji said softly, "I know the death of my second uncle is a big blow to you."

"But we living people have to go on."

Qian Xunji saw Su Yingchu who looked helpless and confused, her golden eyes filled with complicated emotions.

At this time, Qian Xunji was still a young man in his twenties, and his character was still very tenacious.

No one thought that he would change in a few decades.

"I want to be alone for a while."

Su Yingchu stretched out her hand and gently touched the tombstone with tears slowly flowing down her cheeks.

"I hate my own powerlessness."

"Obviously we have searched all the healing soul masters and doctors in the entire continent, why can't I suppress the backlash of my father's martial soul..."

"Why is God so unfair?"

"To deprive my father of the chance to live."

Qian Xunji didn't respond. He could see that Su Yingchu's mood was on the verge of collapse.

At this time, Su Yingchu wanted to calm down and calm down her emotions. No one could help her.

She had to slowly come out of that kind of pain.

…

Half a month later, Su Yingchu, who looked tired, sat on the railing of the garden pavilion of Wuhundian Academy and admired the beautiful scenery to soothe her pain.

Next to her stood Qingyan and Xuanying, who looked at her with worried eyes.

No one spoke at this moment.

Su Yingchu let the water soak her legs and felt the cool feeling, but she still felt very uncomfortable.

"In the beginning, no matter how great the pain is, it will dissipate one day."

"I am by your side and I will accompany you."

Qingyan said cautiously, his eyes looking at Su Yingchu showed pity and distress.

"Need not."

"You go away and let me think calmly."

"I don't want to see anyone now."

Half an hour later, when Su Yingchu was leaning on the wooden post of the railing and slowly thinking about life, the sound of footsteps appeared in her ears.

"What are you thinking about?"

A clear voice sounded, and those brown eyes reflected Su Yingchu's figure, "You look very sad."

"What happened?"

Seeing Su Yingchu's expression, Ye Yujing was a little surprised.

He originally wanted to go to the Ice Attribute Martial Spirit Mimicry Training Ground through this stone pavilion, but he met Su Yingchu and saw Su Yingchu's sad face. In short, he felt that she was very sad.

He just wanted to speak out to comfort her.

"You are the one who asked for three hundred gold soul coins..."

"yes."

"Do you have anything to hide?"

"No."

Su Yingchu raised her head and looked at him, "What does it have to do with you?"

The moment she saw Ye Yujing, Su Yingchu hesitated.

"It's okay, I just asked."

"If you have anything unhappy, you can tell me."

Su Yingchu did not take Ye Yujing's words to heart, but gave him a cold look and then withdrew her eyes and continued to look at Xiaohu.

Other things were nothing to Su Yingchu.

"If you are sad because of someone else, I hope you can face it calmly."

"Because life can't give you what you want, you have to adapt to the divisions and combinations in life."

Ye Yujing said softly, and he felt that something was wrong with her mood.

"If you can't adapt, then you are being tortured by life."

"Do you think you can do it like this?"

Su Yingchu ignored his words.

After a long time, the sun was about to set, and Su Yingchu finally said, "I remember you are a soul master from the far north..."

"yes."

"how about you?"

"Are you a native of Wuhun Palace?"

"yes."

"if not?"

Su Yingchu looked at him with extremely surprised eyes, as if looking at a fool, which made Ye Yujing couldn't help but smile.

He scratched his head and said helplessly, "If you have any unhappy things, you can tell me. I can be a good listener."

"My lady, there are plenty of people here to listen, and I don't need you."

"But since you look pretty good, I'll agree reluctantly."

"Thank you."

"No need to thank me, we are all students of Wuhundian Academy."

"Are you still unhappy? My martial spirit is the Tianyin Qin. I can play you a song to ease your heart."

…

Years pass by and time passes.

More than ten years passed quietly, and they finally got married.

The news of Su Yingchu and Ye Yujing's marriage spread throughout Wuhun City. As an elder, Qian Daoliu blessed them and specially allowed their wedding to be held in Wuhun City, making it the most happy event for Wuhun Palace in the past hundred years.

That day, Su Yingchu was wearing a light blue dress, with several green hostas on her head. The shining tassels reflected her beautiful face.

She was holding a bouquet of flowers in her hand and looking at Ye Yujing with her gentle eyes.

"Jade scene."

"I am happy today."

"I finally become your wife."

As soon as Su Yingchu finished speaking, Ye Yujing walked up to her and placed a gentle kiss on her cheek, as gentle as a dragonfly touching water.

The faint fragrance of his body echoed in her nose, and the breath like melting snow surrounded her.

They hugged each other tightly, and the warm touch spread throughout their bodies.

"Yingchu, I love you."

"I, Ye Yujing, am willing to swear on my life."

"I, Ye Yujing, only love you, Su Yingchu, in this life. If you disobey me, your soul will fly to pieces!"

Su Yingchu held his big hand and said softly, "Fool."

"Don't say this."

Su Yingchu's heart felt sweet at this moment.

She met the love of her life in the darkest days of her life.

"It's enough for me, Su Yingchu, to have you in my life."

"As for anything else, I don't have any extravagant expectations."

After ending the gentle kiss, Su Yingchu rested her head on his shoulder. The next moment, Ye Yujing gently hugged her in a princess hug.

"Yeah, I won't talk about that anymore."

"But it's enough that I, Ye Yujing, love you Su Yingchu."

Su Yingchu looked at Ye Yujing with crooked eyebrows and a smile on her face.

They only have each other in their eyes.