The men complained of impatience, but their hearts were warm. Similarly, if we consider the places the men go to as battlefields, then their families are the lighthouses in the smoke of war, forever illuminating the world and guiding them home.
The lighthouse that belonged to Qian Renxue had been lit, and the boy's bright smile appeared in her eyes. His warm and gentle call had already warmed her heart, which had been barren for many years.
In the Qiankun Asking Love Valley, Xiao Yan's Martial Soul, representing the ultimate power of fire, transformed into the purest fire element and surged into Qian Renxue's body.
then,
Where Qian Renxue is.
A ray of fiery red light descended, and a brilliant yet gentle pillar of light enveloped her.
With a slight outstretched hand, Qian Renxue's body defied gravity and slowly ascended, as if she were ascending to immortality, following the fiery pillar of light and breaking free from her predicament.
Buzz!
A brilliant, fiery red beam of light flashed in Qian Renxue's eyes.
The girl slowly opened her eyes, her body involuntarily leaving Xiao Yan's embrace and floating into the air. Two pairs of cold and powerful purple wings unfolded, and terrifying ripples of killing intent spread out, causing Xiao Yan to tremble slightly.
Those eyes, which were originally golden, were now tinged with a hint of purple.
Her golden, sacred robes seemed to have been Asura into the colors of hell, with purple violets fluttering on the golden hem, the alluring embroidery carrying a chilling terror.
"This is no longer Holy Angel, it's clearly a Fallen Angel." Xiao Huo was just as surprised as Xiao Yan when he saw Qian Renxue in this state.
She was once a powerful being who had truly fought against the Angel God.
That being, representing the sun and Lie Yan, belongs to the purest and most just power of time. Divinity has become the unique garment of angels, and every ray of holy light from an angel is the most revered manifestation of humanity's respect for that divine position.
Qian Renxue, as the inheritor of the Angel Clan, has embarked on the wrong path.
The path to depravity.
Through the reflection of the Sun Lake, Qian Renxue saw her own image clearly. She lowered her eyes slightly and couldn't help but look up at the upside-down sun in the sky.
"It's not just heaven and earth and the sun that's turned upside down, but also me."
She knew better than anyone what had happened to her. The terrifying, unspoken secret of the Angel Clan had occurred to her. Angels were not born gods; in that unfair treaty with God, a small number of angels were abandoned by so-called justice and righteousness.
"Drowning in the Nine Netherworlds day and night, transformed into a vengeful ghost in a terrifying hell," Qian Renxue murmured. That was the most taboo thing in the clan's precepts, yet now it was embodied in her perfectly. She was no longer a symbol of holiness, no longer able to accept the divine inheritance of the angels. She had failed her grandfather's expectations, failed the Angel Clan's heritage, and failed...
"Um!?"
Just as Qian Renxue was in pain and despair, a pair of warm, large hands embraced the girl's slender waist. The passionate breath unique to young men lingered on Qian Renxue's chest. Qian Renxue looked down slightly, and her previously somewhat frantic emotions instantly calmed down.
Xiao Yan held Qian Renxue tightly, the force of his large hands seeming as if he wanted to merge her into his own body. A single, crystal tear slid down the corner of his eye, which had only shed a tear once since he came into this world, for the same person.
At this moment, where was the genius boy? Where was the ultimate triumph of the underdog? All that remained was a pitiful Xiao Yan, his nose twitching as if he were crying but not quite.
Looking at the sobbing Xiao Yan, Qian Renxue touched the bridge of her nose, feeling a dampness. Because her body was slightly floating, she, who was originally the same height as Xiao Yan, could easily touch his head. She forced a smile on her pale face, "If you hadn't cried, I would have almost forgotten that you are only eight years old. Am I kidnapping a child?"
Xiao Yan slapped Qian Renxue's shapely bottom, making her face flush red. "So what if she's a child? You can never leave me again anyway. Do the stories and words from the past still count?"
Qian Renxue gritted her teeth, her slightly purple eyes revealing a captivating allure she had never possessed before. She laughed and said, "I'm now Fallen Angel, the kind who's already in hell before I'm even dead. Would you still like me?!"
"So what if I go to hell? One day I will light up the entire universe with flames! At that time, I will burn a hole in not only hell, but even Heaven!" Xiao Yan said confidently.
Qian Renxue laughed along, "You said it, you can't go back on your word!"
"I will never go back on my word!" Xiao Yan wiped away his tears and said with a loud laugh.
Xiao Huo:""
Yao Lao:""
Goddess of Love: "^w^"
"True love is always like this: one person walks ahead without looking back, and there will always be someone to accompany them through thick and thin," Goddess of Love said wistfully.
"Looking at the two of you, I feel like I've remembered something. So many memories of Xiao Bing are flooding my mind." The little girl patted her head, trying hard to recall the memories of the Fire Dragon King. But it seemed that she could remember everything except the memories of the Ice Dragon King. The memories of the Ice Dragon King were like a forbidden zone, and she couldn't recall them no matter what.
"Could it be that you two dragon kings also had problems in the past!?" Goddess of Love clicked her tongue in amazement. After Yao Lao controlled most of her power, the last wisp of her divine consciousness no longer posed any threat, so Yao Lao naturally did not kill her and let her go free.
At this moment, Goddess of Love stared at Xiao Huo with a sly grin, "You two are siblings, aren't you? Dragons have nine sons, and you're the Fire Dragon King. You wouldn't actually be having an affair with the Ice Dragon King, would you?! Tsk tsk tsk!"
"Do you believe I'll burn you to death and scatter your ashes too?" Xiao Huo shouted.
The Yao Lao waved his hand and pulled the two apart.
Xiao Yan looked at his teacher with some amusement. Now that Yao Lao's strength had almost recovered, he could be considered the most influential person here. If Yao Lao wanted to, he could single-handedly overthrow this continent without any problem.
Xiao Yan even felt that once Yao Lao rebuilt his physical body and made his final leap in the Qiankun Asking Love Valley, he would become Dou Sheng, an existence that even God King would fear!
Once upon a time, only the Dragon God had reached that level.
"Greetings, Grandmaster," Qian Renxue said softly.
The Yao Lao apothecary stroked his beard and laughed heartily, but a hint of worry appeared in his eyes as he looked at Qian Renxue. " Fallen Angel, divine power corrupted, how will you walk your path from now on!?"
(Barbie Q, brothers, stay safe during the pandemic.)
(A quick note from the author about their own emo moment: I was almost at school when I was told the start of the semester was delayed. My head is spinning.)
(End of this chapter)