The next morning, the morning light dewed slightly.
Imperial Garden There were crystal dewdrops hanging on the flowers and grass, and a damp chill filled the air.
Nan Feng stretched himself and walked leisurely to the garden again.
I slept well last night, even though I slept under the resentful eyes of Bibi Dong, but as long as you are thick-skinned, others will be embarrassed.
However, when he reached the rocking chair last night, his steps suddenly stopped.
On the cold stone floor next to the rocking chair, a golden figure was curled up there.
Qian Renxue.
She actually didn't leave.
She cried here all night, and finally fainted from crying. Even when she fell asleep, her long eyelashes were still covered with tears, and her body was shaking from time to time due to the cold and the aftertaste of sobs.
"Bitter meat plan?"
Nan Feng looked at her condescendingly, "Boring."
He didn't feel the slightest pity because of the miserable scene in front of him.
On the contrary, deep in his eyes, there was even a deeper murderous intention.
He is indeed a lunatic who tells lies and has no bottom line.
But regarding Qian Renxue, he didn't lie last night.
He doesn't like this little girl.
In fact, he wanted to kill her right now.
Because he knows very well what this little girl will be like when she grows up.
That aloof Angel God, that cold-blooded politician who is willing to sacrifice everything for his own interests.
In her worldview, interests are above all else, and the so-called justice and the so-called light are just tools to whitewash ambition.
As long as there are enough benefits, she can abandon anything, including family affection and humanity.
This is a legacy engraved in the Qian Family's bones.
Wait until Qian Renxue grows up and her wings harden.
One day she will know how Qian Xunji died.
Bibi Dong is her biological mother. Even if she has the revenge of killing her father, she may still hesitate for a moment, and she may raise the sword and put it down again because of the ridiculous blood relationship.
But what about him?
He is just a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, a Old Spider that took half of the soul of Bibi Dong, and an accomplice who participated in the murder of her father.
Will she let him go?
Obviously impossible.
Keeping Qian Renxue is planting the biggest time bomb around him.
And this bomb is bound to explode!
"Huh..."
Nan Feng exhaled a long breath of white air, and his eyes gradually became dark.
Killing is not allowed.
If you kill her, Qian Daoliu will definitely go crazy and Bibi Dong will collapse.
That's the last resort.
But...
Nan Feng looked at the defenseless Qian Renxue, and a new idea suddenly came to his mind.
What if instead of killing her, we... cripple her?
If her Soul Power is abolished, her foundation is destroyed, and she can only be an ordinary person without any threat in her life, so that she can never touch that damn Angel Godhood...
That way, she would be just a tiger with its teeth pulled out, no longer any threat to him.
Thinking of this, Nan Feng slowly squatted down, and in the palm of his right hand, a group of purple-black Soul Power quietly condensed.
That is the poisonous and destructive power belonging to Death Spider Emperor, which is silent but extremely deadly.
He slowly stretched his hand to the top of Qian Renxue's head.
It is actually very simple to destroy a person.
All you need to do is inject Soul Power into her Baihui point, follow the meridians all the way down, quietly destroy several key cyclones in her body, and shatter her Martial Soul foundation.
In that case, her Soul Power will be like lost Blood One, flowing away a little bit, and will never be able to condense again.
She will become a useless person.
A useless person who can only eat and wait for death in the Spirit Hall and never make waves again.
Nan Feng's palm hovered over Qian Renxue's golden hair, and his fingertips could even feel the faint body temperature.
Just give it a push... and it's all over.
However.
At this critical moment, Nan Feng hesitated.
It's not because I'm soft-hearted, and it's not because I can't bear it.
But because of that damn "god".
God's power is unreasonable.
Angel God Armor, divine light, those transcendent powers have the ability to turn decay into magic.
Even resurrection is easy, let alone such a trivial matter.
No matter how covert he is now, even if he really destroys Qian Renxue.
Qian Daoliu That old guy holds the inheritance of Angel God. Who knows if he has any unnatural means to save people?
To put it another way, even if I can't save him, I'll take a step back.
What if Qian Renxue, after experiencing this blow, instead of being decadent, is like the protagonist in those vulgar novels, what about "rebuilding after breaking up" or "enlightenment in desperate situations"?
What if this actually stimulated her Angel Bloodline, causing her to activate Angel God Trial in advance, and gain the favor of God?
When the time comes, there will be a revengeful Angel who is full of hatred, has a clear mind, and just wants to kill him...
That's the real nightmare!
"Damn..."
Nan Feng cursed in his heart and helplessly dispersed the purple-black Soul Power full of destructive desire in his palm.
There seems to be really no other choice but to kill.
But he couldn't be killed.
This is a dead end.
Looking at the unconscious little girl sleeping in front of him, Nan Feng suddenly felt a little unmotivated.
This is probably the so-called "mouse-throwing device".
Qian Daoliu dare not touch Clear Sky Sect because he is afraid that Tang Chen will return as a god.
Now he doesn't dare to touch Qian Renxue, he is also afraid of the so-called god.
Tang Chen is sinking in City of Slaughter and will never wake up. Qian Daoliu's worries are just unfounded.
But his worries are real.
"You are lucky."
Nan Feng curled his lips, and the originally violent Soul Power attribute in his palm turned into a gentle and mellow warmth.
He did not take his hand away, but gently pressed it on the top of Qian Renxue's head, slowly passing the Soul Power into her body.
Of course this was not to help her practice, it was simply because the girl had been freezing here all night, and her meridians were almost frozen.
If the freeze really breaks out, that old bastard Qian Daoliu will come looking for trouble again.
The gentle Soul Power travels throughout the body, dispelling the chill.
Qian Renxue's frown slowly relaxed, his pale face gained a trace of color, and his originally curled up body also relaxed, as if he had had a good dream.
"..."
After doing all this, Nan Feng stood up and clapped his hands.
I took one last look at Qian Renxue on the ground, turned around and left without any nostalgia.
When the purple figure completely disappeared at the end of the morning fog, a shadow in the corner of Imperial Garden suddenly twisted strangely.
There is no Soul Power fluctuation and no breath leakage.
Qian Daoliu seemed to be squeezed out from another space, slowly walking out of the shadow.
He did not use the sacred Soul Power at this time. Facing Bibi Dong, who had now reached level 97 and had extremely sharp mental power, even Peerless Douluo, who was level 99, would most likely be discovered if he only relied on Soul Power to hide.
But if you use Angel Divine Power to cover it, it will be different.
In the face of the rules of "god", mortal perception is not worth mentioning.
"Huh..."
Qian Daoliu looked at the direction Nan Feng was leaving, and did not immediately pursue the other party's rudeness. Instead, he lowered his head and looked at Qian Renxue, who was still sleeping soundly.
His eyes were extremely complicated, showing fear, happiness, and even a hint of imperceptible relief.
"That moment just now..."
Qian Daoliu Recalling the purple-black Soul Power condensed in Nan Feng's palm, his heart could not help but tighten.
At that moment, Death Spider Emperor's destructive aura was so pure that it even gave him the illusion that the other party was really going to kill him.
At that moment, Soul Power inside Qian Daoliu was already running wildly, and Angel Sacred Sword was almost about to come out of its sheath.
As long as that hand really falls, as long as that trace of destructive power really penetrates Xue'er's body, he will definitely rush out without hesitation and cut this crazy woman into pieces!
But, she didn't.
She stopped.
"Are you testing..."
Qian Daoliu frowned slightly and gave a seemingly reasonable explanation in his heart.
"Deliberately releasing murderous intent and destructive power to test whether there is anyone in the dark protecting Xue'er?"
"If I couldn't keep my temper and was exposed just now, I'm afraid it would have played into her hands, giving her an excuse to go crazy again, or even use it to blackmail me."
"Humph, what a cunning woman."
Qian Daoliu snorted coldly, but the hostility in his eyes dissipated a lot.
Because he saw the results.
The purple-black mass of destruction Soul Power dispersed, replaced by that gentle and mellow warm current.