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Third Elder was completely stunned.
His entire body was like a clay sculpture whose soul had been removed, frozen in mid-air, motionless.
The same was true for Fourth Elder. He had just stabilized his body from the shock of Nether Sword and flew back to Third Elder's side. At this moment, only confusion remained on his face.
Everything that just happened was like a dream to them.
No, it's a nightmare.
This can no longer be simply summarized by the four words "incredible".
This simply subverted their understanding of power established during decades of cultivation.
One is Spirit King, one is Soul Saint.
Such strength, in ordinary times, in their eyes, is just an ant that can be destroyed with a snap of the finger.
However, how many opponents do these two "ants" face?
There are more than a hundred Evil Monarch Soul Master Regiment elite Soul Engineer, one Level 9 Soul Engineer, one Evil Soul Master with title Douluo, and one Soul Douluo spiritual system Evil Soul Master.
Such a lineup is enough to defeat a small army head-on, and it is enough to make any small or medium-sized sect fearful.
What was the final result? Soul Douluo was killed, both physically and mentally.
More than a hundred elite Soul Engineer fell from the sky, and their lives and deaths were unknown at the moment. The fragments of Soul Tool that fell into the city were the tombstones of their defeat.
And what about the two strong men with the title Douluo?
They watched helplessly as their opponents ran away without knowing where to go, but they didn't even dare to stop them.
That heart-shaped light, the longing and fear imprinted deep in their souls, deprived them of the courage to even raise their hands.
If you tell this, no one will believe it, right?
One Spirit King and one Soul Saint, under the eyes of two people with the title Douluo.
Killed one Soul Douluo, defeated more than a hundred elite Soul Engineer, and then left safely--
If you tell me, who will believe it?
Fourth Elder flew in front of Third Elder and spoke with lingering fear, his voice trembling:
"What kind of ability did that kid display just now? It was so terrifying..."
He paused, glanced at the two Soul Ring that dimmed on his Nether Sword, and swallowed.
"I have a feeling... if he had used all three of his moves on me just now... I'm afraid... I would also perish."
Third Elder was silent for a moment, then slowly raised his hand and patted Fourth Elder on the shoulder.
The palm fell on his shoulder, with an imperceptible tremor.
His voice was very low, as if he was talking to himself. "Forget it, no matter what ability he uses..."
He raised his head and looked in the direction where the heart-shaped light trace disappeared, "Burning his own Sea of Consciousness..."
"He's dead. Let's go. I don't know what happened to Holy Daughter and the others."
Huo Yuhao is dead.
At this time, in the flying light group, Huo Yuhao's eyes were full of tenderness.
Under the protection of the heart-shaped light, Nan Qiuqiu, Nan Shuishui, and Wang Qiu'er could clearly see his face, but could not feel any resistance from the outside world.
The wind howled outside the light group, and the space was retreating rapidly, but inside the light group, it was as quiet as the deep sea.
Above his head, the light and shadow exactly like him were still burning.
However, compared with before, this figure has become a bit illusory, the outline is no longer clear, the light is no longer blazing, and it is shaky.
All three women know--
When this light and shadow burns out, it is the time when Huo Yuhao will be destroyed in form and spirit.
"You do this..." Wang Qiu'er was still behind Huo Yuhao, hugging him tightly.
She, who had always been strong, seemed particularly fragile at this moment for some reason, her arms Entanglement tightly wrapped around his waist.
"Just to tell me... is she the only one in your heart?"
Huo Yuhao shook his head gently. The movement of shaking the head was very slow and light, as if he was afraid of hurting something.
"No...Qiu'er. In my heart... she is not the only one."
He paused, and finally said what he had hidden behind his closed heart for too long.
"There is also you. It's just... I never dare to admit it."
Wang Qiu'er body shook violently--
The shock spread throughout her whole body, and also throughout Huo Yuhao's body.
She suddenly raised her head from behind Huo Yuhao, and her beautiful pink-blue eyes, which had always been cold and arrogant and never bowed to anyone, were filled with tears.
The tears were crystal clear and hung stubbornly in her eyes, refusing to fall.
She had always been so strong, but now her voice became trembling. "In your heart... is there me?"
Huo Yuhao nodded gently.
He slowly took Wang Qiu'er's cold hands from his waist.
Then he gently pulled her from behind to him, hugged her gently, and let her lean into his arms.
"Yes. In my heart... there is Dong'er... and you."
He finally stopped escaping from the fact, "I have never dared to admit it."
"Perhaps, this is the ultimate source of pain for you and me that caused Dong'er to sleep."
"If I had faced it earlier... maybe, the situation would have been different.
"Human... is an animal with emotions. How can I not see that you are good to me?"
"When I knew that you actually picked another Lovesick Heartbreak Red for me... my heart... finally opened a gap for you."
He lowered his head and gently touched the top of her hair with his chin. Wang Qiu'er could feel the vibration in his chest when he spoke.
"I have been... covering this gap with all my strength, not facing it, and leaving all my love on Dong'er."
"But, I have to admit... it exists. I'm sorry...Qiu'er, it's my fault. It was me... who hurt you."
"It also hurt Dong'er. If God gives me a chance to do it again..."
"Then, I only have two choices--"
"Either, don't choose; or, I will try my best to keep you all by my side. Not one of you... will be let go."
"Qiu'er, you know... I'm actually very happy now. I miss Dong'er... I really want to go back to see her."
"Originally, I had planned to go to the Clear Sky Sect to see her after completing this mission. But... I'm afraid I won't be able to go now."
"If you have time... go check on her for me. If she wakes up... tell her that you are her sister."
"Everything that happened before... was just a dream she had. Help her... forget about me."
"Yu Hao..." Wang Qiu'er cried.
The tears finally broke free from the shackles of the eyes and fell silently.
One drop after another fell on Huo Yuhao's clothes, spreading a small dark stain.
This is the first time since Huo Yuhao has known her that he has seen her so helpless.
Huo Yuhao hugged her tighter and rested his chin on the top of her soft hair.
He closed his eyes and murmured to himself, with a strange tranquility in his voice:
"I don't know why... sometimes, I feel... you and Dong'er are basically the same person."
"But... you all appeared in my life at the same time."
"It would be great if... there was only Dong'er, or... only you...!Qiu'er... I'm sorry..."
Wang Qiu'er shook his head gently.
The movement of shaking the head was very light, and the hair rubbed Huo Yuhao's collar, making a slight rustling sound.
"Don't say you're sorry. It's me who should say sorry... It's me... who forced my way into your lives."
"Without me... maybe none of this would have happened."
She raised her head from Huo Yuhao's arms, but a smile appeared on her face with wet tears.
"Actually... I already knew what you were thinking just now. I know... you want to sacrifice yourself to save me."
"But... even so... I still hate you in my heart. I hate your ruthlessness..."
She paused, and her eyes reflected Huo Yuhao's slightly blurred face. "Until... you tell me... you have me in your heart."
"I can feel your sincerity. My love for you... is finally reciprocated."
As she said that, she stood up straight from Huo Yuhao's arms, holding Huo Yuhao's shoulders with both hands, so that the two of them could almost look at each other.
The surrounding air seemed to be quiet, and even the burning light and shadow held their breath.
"Yu Hao--Have you ever kissed Dong'er?" Wang Qiu'er smiled.
Her beautiful face was like a hundred flowers blooming, and her smile dispelled the tears in her eyes and the frost between her brows.
That was a truly heartfelt smile that Huo Yuhao had never seen before.
Huo Yuhao nodded gently.
Wang Qiu'er Slowly close your eyes and let the long, curled eyelashes rest on your lower eyelids.
Like a butterfly perched on a flower, its wings folded.
She gently raised her head, tilted her chin slightly, and pointed her pale, slightly trembling lips toward the face that was so close.
"Kiss me." Her voice was very soft.