The second thousand five hundred and ninety-eight chapters walk with weight
Su Yu clearly has victory in hand and has mastered the overall situation.
But it was all because of her that she gave up the easy victory and even gave up her own life.
The funny thing is that when she was kidnapped, she assumed that Su Yu would not sacrifice himself for her.
Snapped--
Su Caier slapped herself hard.
She finally realized what it meant to judge a gentleman's heart with a villain's heart.
How she thought she viewed Su Yu was how Su Yu viewed herself.
As a result, it was not.
"I don't want to live anymore!" Su Cai'er raised her palm and patted her Tianling Cap.
What he got was a slap in the face.
Qin Xian'er's empty eyes revealed immense disappointment: "He sacrificed himself to save you like this? How long are you going to let him down?"
Did Su Yu sacrifice everything just to make Su Cai'er feel ashamed and commit suicide?
No, I just want her to grow up safely and live safely.
Don't even take revenge.
As if being slapped awake, Su Caier cried and stood in front of the stone statue of Su Yu.
"You scold me, scold me hard." Su Caier cried bitterly.
Thinking back on the times I rebelled again and again.
Thinking back to the time and time again that I ignored you.
Thinking back on being alienated again and again.
Su Cai'er wanted to use that dagger to cut open her chest.
Take a good look, have her heart and lungs been eaten by dogs long ago?
They never recognized each other.
Su Yu helped her like that and saved her and her mother selflessly.
She should understand Su Yu's heart, should understand his personality, and should understand Su Yu's difficulties after disappearing for ten years.
But she still clings to the ten years of missing!
Constantly using this point to torture Su Yu, making him feel guilty and making him feel sorry for himself.
Thinking about it now, she couldn't help but burst into tears.
Who do you think you are?
Even if you treat him as your original savior, you shouldn't be like this.
What's more, he is still his father.
At this moment, she hated herself.
Childish and self-righteous!
In the end, his father was killed.
The oil lamp above Su Yu's head was emitting wisps of green smoke.
That's a sign that it's about to go out.
Su Yu's eyes were filled with the last trace of fluctuation, using his last bit of life to convey the idea of comfort.
"Cai'er, don't... cry... I don't blame you..."
These were Su Yu's last words to his daughter.
But Su Caier cried even more painfully.
She would rather Su Yu hate her, blame her, or even scold her before he dies.
This will make her feel better.
But he didn't.
Instead, I used my last bit of life to comfort her, don't be sad!
"Dad!" Su Cai'er rushed forward and took the initiative to hug Su Yu for the first time. For the first time, she felt that Su Yu was actually very far away from her.
It's a pity that Su Yu's life has withered away.
The oil lamp above his head slowly dispersed and... collapsed.
Death is like a lamp going out!
The human race that rose up in a generation fell completely like this.
He did not die in endless twists and turns.
He did not die in the hands of the mortal Holy Body, the enemy of life and death.
Instead, he died in his daughter's arms.
One day, it suddenly started raining.
That is red rain.
It’s a rain of blood!
The ground suddenly shook non-stop.
That is the trembling of crying.
It is the cry of the earth.
The sky weeps blood and the earth mourns.
The death of the mortal holy body caused the heavens and the earth to weep in sorrow, caused the common people to mourn together, and caused the whole world to be shocked.
He is the last mortal saint in heaven and earth.
It represents the only hope against the Holy Mountain and fate.
However, in the end, he fell into a pool of blood before the end of the era.
"Ah! No, no!" Su Cai'er cried loudly, with endless tears of regret. "I haven't said a word to you properly yet! Don't leave!"
However, the only thing that responded to her was the cold stone statue.
There is no more Su Yu in the world.
There is no more mortal body.
There is no longer a descendant of the ancient god of Kowloon.
The Lord of Time looked up at the sky, his face covered with blood rain, and said indifferently: "Let's go!"
Hongchen Taoist nodded and came to the earth, trying to pick up the bloodline of the Lord of Time, the Eye of Death of Heaven and the legacy of the Nine Nether Ancient God left behind on the earth.
However, a figure flew over.
Be the first to grab the Death Eye of Heaven.
Dao Master Hongchen took a closer look and found that it was actually a descendant of the Holy Demon, the young master of the Demon Sect, Xie Xiaoyue.
Her face was covered with blood.
But what's more, they are my own tears.
The palm of his hand holds the Death Eye of Heaven tightly, staring at the Dao Master of the Red Dust with grief and hatred.
That look in his eyes made Dao Master Hongchen's hair stand on end.
She forced herself to calm down, and shouted with a fierce expression: "Put it down!"
Xie Xiaoyue's eyes remained the same, full of endless resentment: "I want you to die badly!!"
Raising her head, she took the Eye of Death into her mouth.
The time master who had just turned around suddenly turned around and his expression changed drastically: "Time is determined!"
However, it is still a step too late!
A white mist seeped out of Xie Xiaoyue's body.
The time freeze used by the Time Master himself was unable to affect her.
"Not good!" The Lord of Time strode over and pointed at Xie Xiaoyue's eyebrows: "Time deprivation!"
His tone was full of anxiety and strong murderous intent.
However, the fingers are not yet close.
A white mist swept out from the center of Zixie Xiaoyue's eyebrows.
As soon as the time master's fingers touched it, it was immediately shattered.
hiss--
The Time Master was in pain, but he still endured the severe pain and forcibly killed Xie Xiaoyue: "Destroy!"
Xie Xiaoyue's body was immediately deprived of all time and turned into a pile of ashes.
But in the ashes.
A green bead continuously emits dazzling green light.
The thick white mist quickly surrounds the ball.
A terrifying aura that made the world tremble and the eight-star civilization tremble slowly flowed out.
For a moment, the other seven masters all looked horrified and stared at the time domain.
An existence that is superior to them has come out!
Hongchen Dao Master was trembling with fear and hid behind the Master of Time: "Master, what happened?"
The time master looked extremely ugly, even despairing.
"That girl has the blood of the Demon Emperor."
Daoist Master Hongchen’s pupils shrank sharply.
The heart seemed to be held by someone, making it unable to breathe.
Her mind was filled with Xie Xiaoyue's chillingly malicious eyes.
"Stop him quickly!" Dao Master Hongchen urged.
His heart was beating wildly, and it was beating more and more violently.
The Lord of Time shook his head solemnly: "It's too late, run away, the Demon Emperor is born, even the eight masters can't suppress it together, not to mention that my true self has been destroyed, and only the future incarnation remains."
The Demon Emperor was an existence under the Nine Saint Ancestors of the previous era.
Except for the Nine Saint Ancestors, no one in the world can compete with him.
After saying this, the Lord of Time grabbed hold of the Dao Master of Hongchen, broke through everything and escaped.
He doesn't even care about the time master bloodline on earth and the legacy of the Nine Nether Ancient God.
The eye of death in heaven rotates more and more violently, and more and more white mist appears.