Twelve years ago, just like the beginning of Wang Xu's story, it was also a rainy night.
Liu Yikong was running down the street, with bloodstains hanging from the corners of his mouth, and his face was as pale as paper.
He was obviously seriously injured.
The cold rain seeped into the wound, reminding him that his feelings were gradually disappearing.
He held a little girl in his arms, who looked only seven or eight years old.
She was very scared, but did not cry.
She just lay silently on her father's chest and trembled.
The road in front of him suddenly cracked, obviously caused by the destruction of psychic powers.
Liu Yikong had to stop.
He knew that since the other party had caught up with him, he would no longer be able to escape.
The pursuer came out from the corner: "Haha Liu Yikong, you can't guess, hahaha, you can't guess that you will die in my hands."
Qiu Deng laughed hysterically.
Although he was also injured, he was much lighter than Liu Yikong, not to mention that the other party had to protect the child in his arms, so the suspense of victory had long been lost.
Liu Yikong replied: "I really can't count that my brothers who have been together for many years have taken action against me."
"Hahahahahahaha" Qiu Deng laughed more and more crazily: "Brother, you treat me as a brother hahahaha What a good sentence, brother, but do you understand that as long as you are here, I will always be just a second-rate thing?
Everyone knows that you, Liu Yikong, are a magician, and I am your follower.
Do you think that I, Qiu Deng, will survive my whole life?
In your shadow?"
Liu Yikong gasped hard: "So when I got this piece of divine calculation, you became murderous, right?"
Qiu Deng showed a ruthless look on his face, gritted his teeth and said, "Humph, even if I didn't have this book, I would kill you sooner or later."
Liu Yikong sighed deeply: "Actually, I should have thought that such a day would come.
You still can't let go of Qinglan's death."
"Shut up," Qiu Deng roared.
He raised his right hand and slashed the air with his palm.
An invisible sharp blade cut through the heavy rain and flew towards Liu Yi in an air strike.
Liu Yikong was unable to avoid it.
He turned around and blocked the blow with his back, just to protect the child in his arms.
Liu Qingruo suddenly felt that the cold rain falling on his head had become warm, but this warmth came from his father's chest, which was the temperature of blood.
"Don't blame fate to live, you must be strong and brave."
These were the last words Liu Yikong said to his daughter.
He knelt down on one knee and let Liu Qingruo stand still.
As Qiu Deng approached step by step, Liu Yikong used his last strength to stand up again, turned around and faced his best brother.
"Don't call her name in front of me.
Qinglan belongs to me.
She should be mine."
"You're right."
Liu Yikong smiled calmly.
Qiu Deng didn't expect that the other party would say this, and his overwhelming murderous intention stopped.
Liu Yikong continued: "You are right, she was devoted to you, but you didn't respond.
You are always like this and not good at expressing yourself, so in the end she chose me.
I don't mean to possess everything, but you never strive for anything deliberately, which makes people feel that you don't care at all.
And I know that you only care about one thing, and that is Qinglan But it’s just her that I can’t give up to you.”
Qiu Deng's clenched fists were trembling, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Liu Yikong added: "The Divine Calculation Chapter is here, take it.
As long as you get this book, you will definitely be able to surpass what I call the realm of divine calculation.
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I'm sorry for not taking good care of Qinglan.
You hate me.
It's understandable that my life is at your disposal at this moment, but please let Qing go.
If she is innocent, she is also Qinglan's child."
With a "pop" sound, Liu Yikong's throat was pierced, and he passed away before he could finish his words.
Qiu Deng shook off the blood on his hands: "Leave her so that she can avenge her Uncle Qiu in the future?
You have been plotting until your death.
Do you think I will be fooled?"
He trampled Liu Yikong's body like crazy, using spiritual power in every blow.
The ground under the body was trampled to pieces.
There were many wounds on Liu Yikong's body.
During Qiu Deng's mad trampling, Liu Yikong was injured.
Like a dumpling with its stuffing exposed, the internal organs and blood were squeezed out, and finally the whole body was shattered to pieces on the ground.
The condition was horrible.
After doing all this, Qiu Deng looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.
Maybe he was crazy, but I would rather believe that this is the proper state for a person who is not good at words to vent his dissatisfaction after being silent and enduring for many years. .
Liu Qingruo stood in the rain and looked at the scene that happened in front of her.
She could no longer tell whether it was the rain or the tears that ran across her cheeks, let alone why Uncle Qiu wanted to kill her father.
But she learned one thing this night: kill.
When Qiu Deng turned back and approached her, she did not retreat or even be afraid.
A voice in her head told her that the man in front of her was as vulnerable as an ant.
Since he had killed his long-time brother, killing an eight-year-old girl was naturally nothing to Qiu Deng, so he took action without hesitation.
But at this moment, Qiu Deng felt the fluctuation of spiritual consciousness, and then a feeling of suffocation came over him.
His face turned pale, and the water in his body drained rapidly, turning him into a mummy.
The scene was strange and weird, like a plant that dried up and withered in the heavy rain.
The rain was still falling, Qiu Deng fell to the ground and kept twitching.
He was the first person to see Liu Qingruo's psychic ability, so he was also the first to die.
Liu Qingruo walked slowly to Qiu Deng and stared at her father-killer indifferently.
Qiu Deng was speechless.
He was still breathing at this moment and could only greet his last moments with eyes full of fear.
A few seconds later, Liu Qingruo cried again.
This was the first time she used psychic powers.
If she had known that she could kill someone so easily, her father would not have died.
But there are no ifs in this world, so she did another thing to make herself feel better.
Qiu Deng was also cut into pieces, and while he was awake, he felt his body being gradually torn into pieces by psychic powers.
At the last moment when he lost consciousness, he was still feeling every bit of pain.
It was a bloody rainy night, and Liu Qingruo's life changed forever.
Perhaps, as early as this time, she was also crazy, as if the innocence and compassion in her soul had quietly disappeared this night.
The little girl, whose body was covered in blood, had a perverse and weird smile on her face before leaving the alley. aass4509291tss4509291ahrefaass4509291gtss4509291.com welcomes all book lovers to come and read.
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