Qian Renxue sentenced me to death, and my memory was exposed before she died

Chapter 67 If the grandson doesn’t cry, Wushuang won’t cry...

"Old Jack?"

Bibi Dong's eyes narrowed on the throne,

seems to have thought of something,

He turned his head and asked,

"When the memory is recalled, what is the name of the old man in Holy Soul Village?"

Ju Douluo Yue Guan thought,

"It seems he is also called Old Jack."

Bibi Dong nodded,

He said to the black-armored knight,

"Inform the Holy Lady that she will be solely responsible for this matter."

"In addition, go and call Su Yuntao over."

…

He could only say "no" in a dull voice, then turned around and left.

Because he knows,

If even he collapses, what should grandpa do?

"Wushuang..."

"He is mine, even if he dies, he can only die in my hands."

Qian Renxue, wearing a long dress with a gold stand-up collar, sat quietly on the futon,

Old Jack heard a familiar voice outside the door, and his old body trembled,

He struggled to get up from the bed,

But there was a "bang" sound,

He fell heavily to the ground.

The expression is neither sad nor happy,

Qian Renxue interrupted him directly and said coldly.

His body is still too weak,

The long-term physical and mental torture made it impossible for him to recover in a short period of time.

"Wushuang is here..."

Feel the cold touch from your palm,

A military report from an "unnamed town" slipped from his sleeve,

Qianjun Douluo paused,

"You'd better not have any ideas about him."

His face couldn't help but become pale.

He felt sad in his heart,

The other palm touched Qin Wushuang's face with trembling hands, and he spoke bitterly,

"But grandpa, I can no longer see my grandson..."

From time to time, golden light flashed in the eyes that opened.

at the same time,

However, the next moment,

Qian Renxue's breath suddenly stopped,

"You want him to die, and I want him to die too. That's enough."

The burly figure was clearly Qianjun Douluo.

It had always been warm before, just like his spirit, it was always scalding hot.

next moment,

The tears finally couldn't be held back anymore, and they filled my eyes in an instant.

The old and choked voice sounded in the room,

Cover everything inside with a golden glow.

Old Jack heard the sound,

Feeling anxious in my heart, I quickly crossed the threshold, raising my hands flat to try to grope across.

He turned around slowly,

Looking directly at the tall and towering worship hall behind him, his eyes were full of hatred.

"Grandson..."

Anger boiled in his chest.

He thought of Qian Renxue, who showed strong murderous intent towards Qin Wushuang, and wanted to form an offensive and defensive alliance with her.

He was crying, his face was already covered in tears, but he didn't dare to cry out.

But now,

How much torture must my grandson have suffered before his palms become so cold?

"grandfather…"

"My two brothers have dedicated their lives to the Wuhun Palace."

I just fumbled my left leg up and almost staggered over the threshold. I was also bursting with tears.

After he came out of the papal palace,

"Wushuang is here..."

"grandfather…"

Qianjun Douluo's face became even more ugly,

But a stool under my feet,

But he also tripped and fell to the ground.

grandson's hand,

After saying this, he walked straight towards the Pope's Palace again.

He was a little angry,

"Qian Renxue, you..."

Qianjun Douluo stared into her eyes and said,

Worship Hall.

Facing Qian Renxue’s questions,

The fists under his sleeves were clenched tightly, and his heart was already filled with endless murderous intent.

"Very good, you are really good..."

then,

Qin Wushuang woke up quietly,

"If your grandson doesn't cry, Wushuang won't cry..."

He trembled,

He held the door open and cried, muddy tears falling from his blind eye sockets,

As soon as he looked in the direction of the door, he was instantly stunned.

The old body fell heavily in front of Qin Wushuang,

Old Jack didn't even say "hum", but kept saying vaguely,

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt."

"Wushuang..."

Qianjun Douluo smiled, and his eyes gradually became colder.

"Bibi Dong."

But now the situation is stronger than people,

The powerful soul power of Douluo approaching the limit came and oppressed him.

Only level 96 Qianjun Douluo can withstand this.

After retreating repeatedly,

"Wushuang..."

Flows through the old face wrinkled like bark,

"Qianjun, let me tell you."

She stopped talking,

The voice was as cold as ice, freezing to the bones.

"Call Princess."

A burly figure walked slowly in and finally stopped five meters in front of her.

"Because we all have the same goal."

He moved forward with all his strength,

Finally, I held Old Jack’s hand as dry as a vine tightly,

"boom."

outside the door,

Hu Liena, who had just returned from handling the matter, saw this scene and said,

I couldn't help but look away.

Walking out of the worship hall,

Qianjun Douluo's face turned completely gloomy,

"Qian Renxue."

Drop by drop fell on Qin Wushuang's heart.

"Grandpa came to see you..."

"My brother even sacrificed his life for Wuhun Palace. Since you are unwilling to uphold justice, I can only use my own method."

In an instant,

The temperature in the enshrinement hall dropped sharply, and Douluo's super-powerful soul power, which was approaching the limit, surged like a violent wave.

It pressed directly towards Qianjun Douluo like a mountain.

Qin Wushuang, who also fell to the ground, burst into tears again.

Qian Renxue continued,

Under the pressure of soul power approaching the limit of Douluo, she was like a real angel,

Awe-inspiring and inviolable!

Qianjun Douluo felt sad and angry,

Qin Wushuang?

Qian Renxue's expression was still cold, but the palms under her sleeves were clenched tightly.

"What do I have to talk to you about?"

in a blink,

The burning incense candles in the worship hall were broken one after another,

Even a few potted plants that were growing vigorously seemed to have experienced the change of seasons at this time, and soon withered completely.

"I want to talk to you about Qin Wushuang."

Cold murderous intent erupted from the inside out of his body, directly locking Qianjun Douluo.

He tried to stretch his arms forward,

I don’t know how much time has passed,

As the door was pushed open, the golden sunset glow filled the entire room.

Big drops fell down,

"grandfather…"

this moment,

The hatred for Qin Wushuang in her heart seemed to have diminished a little.

"The hatred for killing my brother is irreconcilable. Qin Wushuang must die!"

"Do you have anything else to say?"

He wanted to touch the grandson he loved most in his life, but he only touched the cold wall.

"Unparalleled."

At this time,

After getting a little idea of ​​the first queen's thoughts, she couldn't help but feel extremely heavy.

"My grandson..."

Old Jack, an old man who had been strong all his life, felt even more sad.

"Otherwise I will definitely let you die before Qin Wushuang!"

Qian Renxue opened and closed her eyes and spoke coldly,

"Qianjun, what do you want from me?"

"your eyes…"

At this moment, Qian Renxue continued to speak,

"Qianjun, don't let me know that you did any little tricks behind your back."

Turned into powder in an instant.

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