After Qian Renxue attended Xue Ye's funeral, he quickly left with the Spirit Hall's people. Of course, he also encountered many assassinations and interceptions along the way.
Madara could clearly see the uncontrollable complex look in Qian Renxue's eyes when Xue Ye's coffin was completely lowered and sealed with earth.
She has lived as Xue Qinghe since she was a child. Xue Ye naturally put all his efforts into cultivating her as his successor. Unfortunately, the poor old man didn't know until the end that his beloved son had been transferred.
Humans are not like vegetation, how can they be ruthless!
The relationship we have been together day and night for more than ten years is so deep, and Qian Renxue suffered so much when making a choice at that time.
Madara, Bone Douluo and the others walked slowly among the Heaven Dou Palace after attending the funeral. When they turned a corner, they suddenly found a golden figure waiting there early.
A ray of sunlight shined on her through the layers of dark clouds, giving her a golden glow that was so bright and conspicuous in this dark and depressed area.
After Bone Douluo and Dugu Bo gave Madara a meaningful look, they flew up into the sky and left together with a tacit understanding, leaving time for the two of them.
"I'm leaving!" Qian Renxue stood there quietly, so peacefully, and said softly after Madara walked in slowly.
"Oh!" Madara nodded as he expected, and accepted the news calmly without any hint of surprise.
"But before I leave, I have something to give you!" A hint of disappointment appeared in Qian Renxue's eyes, but it was quickly covered up by the light of longing.
"Oh?" Madara raised his eyebrows in surprise. He couldn't figure out what Qian Renxue had prepared for her.
"Close your eyes!" Qian Renxue said with a hint of cunning in his smile, like a cute little girl stealing candy, pretending to be mysterious.
"'Okay!" Madara nodded suspiciously, and finally decided to slowly close his eyes.
Qian Renxue smiled extremely brightly, and his pure cheeks seemed to light up because of this smile, and the entire dark palace suddenly lit up.
Qian Renxue moved lightly with his lotus steps, tapping his toes like a smart and cute cat without making a sound, quietly approaching Madara's body.
Looking at Madara's cold and domineering face so close at hand, Qian Renxue was so stunned that he couldn't help but be fascinated.
She is really having a great time these days, it is definitely the most carefree time since she was born!
And unknowingly, Madara's figure has been deeply engraved in her heart, and it gradually became clearer!
Qian Renxue's heart has been extremely lonely since she was a child. She has no peers because her strength can be said to be the strongest among her peers, and her experience is also the most tortuous and bizarre among her peers. Until she met Madara, her locked heart that long ago felt the resonance of Sisi.
As Madara once said, cattle and sheep only travel in groups, Lion often walks alone!
Madara is the only man who can surpass her in strength, the first man who can truly understand her difficulties and hardships, and the first man who truly enters Qian Renxue's heart.
So...
Madara's sixth sense, which he had honed over many years, suddenly felt the stinging sensation on his cheek. His body subconsciously flew back, but the sharp sword energy still pierced his clothes and even left a slender scar on his cold cheek.
The sickle, which smelled faintly of blood, collided with Angel Sword, and countless sparks flew out, lighting up their cheeks.
"I'm sorry! We are enemies from today on!" Qian Renxue's face was expressionless, and his whole body exuded a death-like cold aura, and he said coldly.
The scenes of getting along in the past few days appeared in Qian Renxue's mind like a slideshow, which made Qian Renxue extremely painful as if his heart had been pierced by thousands of arrows.
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Sorry, my beloved!
The ray of tenderness in Madara's eyes that he himself couldn't even notice was like a candle that was blown down, and was eventually extinguished by the biting murderous intent and coldness.
After all, are we just strangers?
Qian Renxue and Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul were revealed, with three pairs of wings fluttering slightly like an eagle flying straight into the sky, leaving only a white back.
On Qian Renxue's cheeks that Madara couldn't see, one drop after another of crystal tears remained on his chin, and then slowly fell into the air.
Madara raised his head and watched her figure disappear into the sky in a few breaths. The Tomoe in a pair of blood-colored eyes rotated to the limit, and the pattern of Mangekyo appeared naturally.
The white and holy angels flying high in the sky shed crystal sparkling tears, shining brightly in this palace as gloomy as night, while the devil with red eyes on the ground stared up, like the most poignant picture.
"The next time we meet, we will be enemies. Is this the case in any world?" Madara Mubo glanced at the direction where Qian Renxue disappeared for the last time. No one knew what the fearful Asura was feeling at this time, and then he turned around and left, thinking so in his heart.
Just like Hashirama in his previous life, people who were so close to each other ended up parting ways because of the rules of this world, even facing each other with swords, becoming enemies who wanted to kill each other immediately.
Madara didn't know why he had mixed feelings in his heart. Maybe it was because he had a clearer understanding of the rules of this world, or maybe it was because of Qian Renxue's departure.
Madara doesn't know what kind of feelings he has for Qian Renxue, but there is no doubt that it has a place in his heart.
"This is why I want to work hard to bring peace to this world! Don't let more people feel the pain!" Madara looked down at his hands, and he felt a sense of enlightenment and awareness in his heart.
"Did he give you a gift when he was leaving?" Dugu Bo saw Qian Renxue flying away again, and then came down again in a hurry, with a narrow look on his face.
"Yes! She gave me a knife!" Dugu Bo glanced at Dugu Bo who wanted to watch the show and said angrily.
"Well, this parting gift is really unique! It seems that the group has broken up, so heartless!" Dugu Bo was speechless, and finally just shook his head and sighed.
Ignoring this disrespectful old man, Madara quickly returned to his own Ninjutsu Sect. Even though Madara was not here, everyone still performed their duties and practiced efficiently, and everyone was full of vigorous and upward energy.
"This may be my capital to change the world!" Madara stood in front of the gate of the Ninjutsu Sect, narrowed his eyes and nodded slightly to each student who greeted him excitedly.