Death has always been a heavy topic, both soul masters and ordinary people.

So the five men in black in the forest, and the three men of Qianjie, could only remain silent. Do you advise? Now you are a little powerless to say anything, not that the parties involved seem to be talking sarcastic.

Not to mention that Qianjie and the other three were actually sitting on the sidelines and talking about nothing.

Huo Yulin didn't say anything.

After she got off Qianjie's back, she silently stared at the body that seemed to be sleeping.

When West Germany arrived in the woods, she had actually woken up. Perhaps she was wary of strangers, or perhaps she was unwilling to face the miserable reality, so she kept asleep.

But she always has to face it, sooner or later.

She didn't cry or make a fuss, and she just stood like roots. If it weren't for the wind blowing her skirt, it would probably make people think that she was a person made of porcelain or a puppet.

This state lasted for a long time, until thunder came from the sky.

It was probably not the wrath of the God King. The dark clouds had been hanging in the sky for so long, so it should be really raining.

Maybe he is really angry. The target that should have been taken into account has become a foregone conclusion. After all, from birth to the God King, he is the only one who robs others. It is the first time he is robbed by others. It is understandable that he is a little angry.

The thunder from the sky finally brought the three people in the forest to their senses.

"Sadness." West Germany's tone was dry. It was not a big deal to stay like this, and someone would always have to speak.

Huo Yulin turned his head stiffly like a decaying machine. The past agility in his eyes was gone, only absolute and depression, his face was confused, or ambiguous.

West Germany took a step back and subconsciously dodged the girl's gaze.

Then he realized something and took another step forward.

Hell, he, a level 8 soul tutor of Conra, retreated against a girl who had not even obtained a soul ring.

But he backed back again.

It has nothing to do with strength, the suppressed sadness was too heavy, so heavy that he couldn't breathe.

Qianjie stretched out his hand and stopped the Demon Emperor who wanted to say something and Huo Yuner's guards. He slowly walked to Huo Yulin, blocked Huo Yulin's gaze when he looked at Huo Yuner, and looked at her directly.

He was also ten years old, but Huo Yulin was half a head shorter than him.

Huo Yulin also turned his head and looked at him blankly, as if he hadn't seen anything, with no focus in his eyes.

Qianjie didn't say anything, but just peeled a candy and stuffed it into Huo Yulin's mouth. In this case, it would be better to have an acquaintance.

"Bad guy?" She finally seemed to have some energy and asked tentatively.

Qianjie nodded and breathed a sigh of relief. It would be better if it wasn't a creature named Wisdom but actually mentally retarded in the original work. She had already identified who it was with a candy.

"So you look pretty pretty." There was a trace of different color in her eyes, which was the surprise of seeing an acquaintance, the grievances and nowhere to express her feelings. Finally, she found a vent.

"Yes." Qianjie nodded heavily again.

"I ran out so far, and my mother didn't ask me to go back." She said softly, trying hard to poke her head out, trying to cross the blockade of thousands of kalpas and turn her eyes to the sleeping people on the ground.

"Well, she is dead, you should grow up." Qianjie's tone did not fluctuate, as if he was telling the truth.

What he said was the facts.

"My mother is dead?" Her voice was filled with confusion, and her tone was trembling gently.

The already black night is getting darker.

Someone covered her eyes.

"You can cry." The hand that covered her eyes was a little familiar. In the past seven days, this hand kept knocking on her forehead.

A hint of depression and painful sob seemed to be drawn out from the depths of the soul, scattered in the forest, weaving a dark sadness.

Something was wet with Qianjie's hands.

It's raining.

...

Duchess Xu Jiali sat gently on the chair, looked towards the palace, and began to tidy up her appearance. Listening to the continuous explosions and shouting for killing outside, she finally realized something was wrong.

——Talking about feelings with a soul master family is a sad thing.

She could sell her husband who had not returned home for seven or eight years because of family interests, and her brother could also sell her because of family interests.

Just like she knew that Dai Hao was a man and a woman, she still married into the Duke's Mansion.

The Dai family can retreat from that position and continue to be the nominal duke, and the actual contender for the throne, or even forever. The Xu family cannot retreat, and if they retreat, they will be gone. The Xu family has no gods ascended thousands of years ago.

Therefore, the Dai family must weaken or even control it. No matter how bad it is, they must clean up the remaining dead people who are shouting to return to the White Tiger Glory every day, otherwise the position under the Xu family's butt will not be guaranteed.

There is no better time than now. As a top soul master family, there will be no title-listed strongman in the past decade; Dai Hao, who escaped from death and had great reputation to check and balance the Xu family, his reputation is about to be cleared; for various reasons, there are some forces of the Xu family, and even heirs with the blood of the Xu family.

Really, a special, rare opportunity for thousands of years.

But after the matter is over, there is always an explanation, and this explanation is her Xu Jiali.

It’s not that she wants to take the blame or something. She can still be the duchess after she dies for hundreds of years, and the Xu family will not let the claim disappear.

The main reason is that as soon as she dies, some of her mouth can't speak, and some of her words can't speak.

"My Xu family is dead, and it's very important to die. Why are you trying to force yourself to the Dai family or something messy?"

That's roughly what's going on.

"Madam..." The maid's panicked look pulled the Duchess back to reality.

"What's wrong?" When death was about to begin, the Duchess fell into a sense of peace. She had certain strength, but when the greatest reliance wanted her to die, that little strength was equal to nothing.

"I will protect you and escape." Seeing the calm expression on the Duchess's face, the maid barely returned to her calmness.

There were screams outside the study, and it was the Duchess's escorts fighting.

"Escape, where can I escape?" The Duchess opened a thick book and sent it out with the hardcover book. Now she was just an ordinary book in her hand.

It's not "Shrek Seven Monsters", there is no name on the cover of the book, only a star-crowned pattern.

"You run away quickly. As my personal maid, Xingluo City will not make things difficult for you.

"Then send a message to my royal brother. If you die, I can die. But if you really want to suppress the Dai family forever, my two sons can change their surnames."

There was a light shining on her face outside the window, which was the light released by martial souls and soul skills.

"Madam, what stupid things are you talking about?" The maid rushed to her and hurriedly grabbed Xu Jiali's arm.

Not moving at all.

"Let's go, I'm already taking poison.

"Huo Yun'er can last for seven or eight years for her child. This palace probably can't hold on for that long, but she still dares to die." The maid discovered that the duchess' mouth and nose had already flowed out of her mouth and nose.

Bright red blood.
Chapter completed!