Mrs. Liu's uneasiness became more intense, and she forced out a smile and said: "You are too polite, kid. If you have anything to say, just tell me."
"I would like to ask you to marry sister Qinghe to me."
As soon as Lu Chen said these words, Mrs. Liu looked at him blankly as if struck by lightning, then looked at Qin Yu and Qin Long.
She suddenly felt that it was reasonable for her daughter not to be present. However, her daughter had been secretly in love for so long. Why did she suddenly have a turn for the better? Could it be that the uncooked rice has become cooked rice?
Qinlong looked a little unnatural and said in a deep voice: "Xiaochen, you brought Xiaoyu here just to propose to Qinghe, right..."
"Uncle Qinlong, if you don't object, maybe give me sister Qinyu." Lu Chen said without hesitation.
Although he does not allow anyone to hurt Qin Yu, life is impermanent. Qiu Qinghe's flower-like life passed away with deep regret. He does not want this scene to happen again!
Qinyu's pretty face turned red all of a sudden, and the sadness in her heart was slightly diluted by the sudden sweetness. Although she was absolutely willing in her heart, this was not part of the plan at all.
Qinlong and Mrs. Liu both laughed when they heard this.
The two girls have been with Lu Chen all the way. In their hearts, they have already regarded them as perfect partners who were born to be together. They have always been worried about how to make this matter clear. Now that Lu Chen takes the initiative, how can they refuse.
They happily wrote two marriage letters and handed them to Lu Chen. He solemnly put them into the jade box and put them into the Nahai ring. He took out the Nahai bag containing Qiu Qinghe's relics and handed them over.
Qinlong didn't understand why, and even laughed and scolded: "You brat, you are too rude to give two girls a betrothal gift!"
"Dad, what nonsense are you talking about? That is sister Qinghe's relic..." Qin Yu could no longer suppress the sadness in her heart and cried loudly.
"Relic?"
Mrs. Liu's hand shook, and the treasure bag fell to the ground. She swayed in despair. Qinlong quickly supported her.
"Qinghe died in the secret realm in order to save others..." Lu Chen said with a sad expression.
The distance between great joy and great sorrow was only a few words. Mrs. Liu felt that the world was spinning, her vision went dark, and she fainted in Qin Long's arms.
"Xiaoyu, help take care of aunt, I'm leaving first."
Lu Chen's heart was filled with violent murderous intent, but he couldn't get rid of the sadness. He was afraid that he would shed tears if he stayed any longer, so he turned around and left quietly.
Almost as soon as he left the courtyard, a hot teardrop rolled down his cheek, and a violent and murderous aura burst out directly on him, and the next moment he had disappeared directly on the spot.
In the territory, Lu Chen turned all the sadness in his heart into anger and vented it all on the disciples of the three sects in purgatory. Hundreds of Daoyun magic weapons danced in the air as fast as lightning.
Every time the sword light flashes, a piece of weak flesh and blood must be peeled off, accompanied by bursts of blood flying in the sky. The large formation above Purgatory seems to feel the host's furious mood, spinning rapidly, and the souls are far away.
The power is stripped away.
The disciples of the three sects screamed sadly, but Lu Chen was not satisfied and ordered the demon infant jailers to stuff the flying flesh and blood back into their mouths.
Many demons, including Gremory, were stunned to see such a bloody and cruel scene.
In their eyes, the master is just a fifteen-year-old human being who has just arrived. He has always been soft-hearted and was eaten to death by the little goblin who calls himself mother. But at this time, how can there be any mercy or mercy in his violent appearance?
Lingchi!
Soul-draining!
Eat your own flesh and blood alive!
Even Gremory, who enjoys torturing people, could not imagine that such cruel methods existed in the world.
The guys who had been captured before were also frightened out of their wits by this scene. Apart from fear, they even felt faintly lucky that they had not fallen into his hands.
I'm afraid that the founder of the Wuming Royal Weapon Art and the sword ancestor who created the Taibai Sword Art will definitely go crazy if they find out that their hard work has been used to torture everyone.
In just half a quarter of an hour, purgatory has truly become purgatory. There is blood and flames everywhere. The disciples of the three sects captured from the secret realm have all turned into blood-stained skeletons with only their organs left. The demon infants are doing their duty.
Sprinkling the potion on their bodies, flesh and blood quickly grew out at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Wails and cries of pain were heard one after another. Lu Chen, with scarlet eyes, just watched silently. His eyes were violent but showed no mercy at all. The Ice King and Silver-winged Dapeng King, who had been watching the excitement for a long time, had their eyes twitching wildly.
They were afraid that he would get angry and spread evil fire on them.
Gremory swallowed hard. She had imagined what it would be like after Lu Chen became a demon. She didn't expect that he would become so cruel just because of his anger before he opened his heart to the demon. For the first time, she felt a trace of regret in her heart.
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In her opinion, the original Lu Chen seemed to be better.
Seeing the flesh and blood of the captives sprouting again, Lu Chen moved his fingers instinctively, and the flying swords stained with blood flew up into the air, the sword tips pointed directly at them.
At this moment, the mysterious lottery tube that had been silent for a long time emitted a soft light, and Qin Yu's figure suddenly appeared in Lu Chen's chaotic and violent consciousness. She held her hands tightly on her chest and looked at him softly with clear eyes.
"Give them a good greeting!" Lu Chen snorted coldly, teleported out of the territory, and roared into the distance.
Dantalin sighed softly: "The demon dragon will die if it touches the reverse scale. These people around the master are probably his reverse scale. If he does not become a demon, he will definitely become the most feared demon lord in the world!"
"The Great Demon Lord is just a mentally ill person who has been stimulated!" The Ice Queen curled her lips disdainfully, forgetting that she had also been inadvertently shocked just now.
During the frenzied killing, Lu Chen didn't even use any secret treasures or tricks. He just used the most primitive fists, kicks and chops. It wasn't until there were no living monsters around that he gradually calmed down.
The beauty has passed away, and there is no point in continuing to go crazy. The first culprit has been executed, and the masterminds behind the scenes, such as the Zuntian Dao Palace and the Shengtian clan, are still there. If they want complete revenge, this lack of calmness alone will not help.
"Zuntian Dao Palace, you and I are incompatible with each other!" Lu Chen raised his head and roared with hatred.
The roar stopped after a long time. Lu Chen flew to a mountain peak where he could see the lava lake in the distance. At the foot of the mountain were lava lilies all over the mountains and fields, surging like waves with the hot wind.
Lu Chen dug a grave in the mountain with his blood-stained hands, put Qiu Qinghe's favorite piece of clothing in it, gently pressed the stones on top, and built a tall grave.
He waved his hand to cut a huge stone from the mountain wall, and the Shitian Sword quickly carved on it.
Soon a tombstone carved with lotus flowers was erected in front of the grave, with large Chinese characters of flying dragons and phoenixes engraved on it, "The tomb of the deceased wife Qiu Qinghe, the husband Lu Chen stands."