Golden Crocodile Douluo recovered from his shocked state, put his hands on Qian Daoliu, and kept shaking him.
"Dachang, do you know what you are talking about now? That is your son, how could you say such heartless words."
But Qian Daoliu nodded firmly: "I know exactly what I say and what I do!
Quanzi's sins are so serious that even he knows it, and I just want to fulfill his request!"
"You're crazy, you're crazy!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo still couldn't believe that Qian Daoliu was so heartless towards his son.
He kept shaking his head, looking at Qian Daoliu with strange eyes.
He was not the only one to feel this way, the other priests and elders all felt that the big priest had become unfamiliar.
Qian Daoliu found that when he said these words, although he still felt heartbroken, he felt that it was reasonable.
Originally, no matter how unsatisfactory his son was, he would love him unconditionally and hope that he could spend the rest of his life in peace.
But now he found that his feelings for his son were being diluted.
He even felt that his son should be severely punished for offending his mistress.
It was as if his son had to be executed to satisfy his heart. This strange feeling made Qian Daoliu feel complicated.
Am I really the kind of person with a cold heart? Why did I have such a change?
Wang Jingyu didn't expect that the effect of other gods would be surprisingly good.
Qian Daoliu was so anxious that he sacrificed his son's life to show his loyalty.
This couldn't help but make Wang Jingyu a little suspicious.
In "Naruto", Itachi is willing to destroy the entire clan. Could it be that Shisui used another god a long time ago?
This kind of illusion is too scary, but luckily I am the only one who has it in this world.
Otherwise, I am afraid that one day I will be cast by someone without knowing it, and even other gods will not know.
Wang Jingyu nodded to Qian Daoliu.
"The Great Enlightenment really understands the truth, and can actually do such a righteous thing to kill relatives. Since this is the case, I can't chill the Great Enlightenment's heart..."
At this moment, a guard suddenly hurried to the square and reported to Qian Daoliu.
"Great offering, no, it's not good, His Majesty the Pope committed suicide by hitting the wall!"
Upon hearing this, Qian Daoliu got up from the ground with faltering steps and ran towards the enshrinement hall.
Although his will has been rewritten, the importance he attaches to Qian Xunji is still engraved in his bones.
Hearing that his son committed suicide by hitting a wall will naturally trigger his own grief.
The other worshipers and elders also followed Qian Daoliu and rushed towards the worship hall. Watching them go further and further away, the corners of Wang Jingyu's mouth turned up slightly.
Bibi Dong walked up to him and looked at his meaningful smile, feeling vaguely guessing in her heart.
"Jingyu, was it you who caused that beast to hit the wall? Wouldn't it be too easy for him to just let him die like this?"
Wang Jingyu nodded lightly.
"Well, just now when Qiandaoliu released the angels, I took advantage of everyone's sight being obscured by the holy light, and went to the enshrinement hall and hit Qianxunji's head against the wall.
Don’t worry, it’s not that easy for that guy to die, I just used some secret techniques to temporarily put him in a state of suspended animation.”
The corners of Wang Jingyu's mouth turned up mischievously, revealing a playful smile.
"When Wuhun Palace has finished the funeral for him and everyone thinks he is dead, I will hand him over to you.
At that time, you can feel cramped and skinned, or you can eat him alive, so that we don’t have to kill him in public, which will make the senior officials of Wuhun Palace who have just surrendered to us feel grudges."
"Jingyu, thank you, Qian Xunji has been a shadow in my heart for so many years.
But his father looked after him very closely and never managed to kill him, otherwise his daughter and I would have killed him with a thousand knives!"
Bibi Dong's eyes were filled with anger, she clenched her pink fists tightly and gritted her silver teeth.
"Of course, what's our relationship? Is what's yours my business?
Come on, let's go and have a look, even if it's just acting, let's act a little bit more like it."
Wang Jingyu smiled weirdly, and his expression was as bad as he could be.
"Don't forget, Qian Xunji has been your teacher for so long. In order to win over people, you have to behave better."
"That's natural. Just think of it as helping my teacher mourn in advance and send him to the west."
Bibi Dong also smiled mischievously, took Wang Jingyu's arm, and the two of them walked towards the enshrinement hall.
Enshrined in the temple.
Qian Xunji lay calmly on the ground, as if he was really dead.
There was a large pool of blood on a round load-bearing pillar in the enshrinement hall, which was the mark where Qian Xunji was hit with his head against the wall by Wang Jingyu.
Qian Daoliu supported his son's "corpse". Although he did not cry or howl, his sadness was beyond words.
Seeing Wang Jingyu and Bibi Dong both coming to the worship hall, Qian Daoliu bowed his head to them respectfully and said in a pleading tone.
"Master, my son once offended his mistress, but now he has committed suicide. Can you allow me to bury him with papal rites?"
Wang Jingyu didn't answer, but turned his gaze to Bibi Dong aside, meaning to ask her to show off.
Possessed by the Oscar-winning actress Bibi Dong, she looked at Qian Xunji's "corpse" with red eyes, and there was a touch of sadness in her tone.
"Dear worshiper, why do you say this? No matter what, the teacher is still my teacher after all.
Even though he once wanted to do something wrong to me, in fact, I still regard him as my teacher or even my father in my heart."
Bibi Dong's voice was choked with sobs, and tears flowed uncontrollably from her beautiful eyes.
If Chu Chu looked pitiful, she would have thought it was her father lying on the ground.
"You should know that Dong'er is an orphan. He has lost his parents since he was a child. If the teacher hadn't taken me in, I would have starved to death on the street...
Now that the teacher is dead, it is like I have lost my father, Jingyu, I feel so uncomfortable..."
When Bibi Dong said this, she couldn't hold it back anymore and threw herself on Wang Jingyu's chest and cried until she cried.
The sad expression made all the priests and elders present unable to help but feel moved by it.
Qian Daoliu's eyes softened when he looked at Bibi Dong.
He never thought that even his own son would do something worse than a beast to his disciple.
She still didn't take this opportunity to take revenge.
Originally, she could have taken advantage of Wang Jingyu's support and ordered her son's body to be thrown into a mass grave.
But she didn't do this. How could this not change Qian Daoliu's view of Bibi Dong greatly?
Wang Jingyu held Bibi Dong in his arms and comforted her gently, but he summoned the diary system in his mind and began to complain on it.
[I’ll go! Isn’t this girl Dong’er really still thinking about Qian Xunji? 】
【Is it necessary to cry so exaggeratedly? 】
[If I hadn’t known that this girl was possessed by an actress, I would have been impressed by her acting skills.]
[This acting skill, if I look at it, it seems that even I can’t compare to it.]
[It seems that over the years, this girl has really taken my advice to her to heart, so I must give her a thumbs up.]
After Wang Jingyu finished complaining, he received a reminder that his power would be permanently increased by 10%, and secondly, the life span of his third soul ring would be increased by 300 years, which made him look forward to it.
Not far away! The diary in which all my soul rings are all red is not far away!