Douluo Continent's Combat

Chapter 284 Grandpa!

Exorcising evil and retreating is a spell created by Electrolux to purify filthy things.It needs to be used in conjunction with the essence in the caster's blood to exert the greatest effect. The purer the essence in the blood, the greater the power.

"Damn it!" Obviously the flame was not hot, but it gave him an incomparably burning pain as if his soul was being burned in a sea of ​​flames.

Cursing secretly, Chen Huairen tried to throw Qin Wangyu away who was tightly clutching his wrist again, but Qin Wangyu still tightly clasped his wrist.

tsk...

Chen Huairen clicked his lips, a stern look flashed in his eyes, and the veins on the back of his right hand popped out.

"Uh..." The strength of the neck choke gradually increased, Qin Wangyu's breathing became more and more difficult, his face began to turn from white to blue, and the intermittent groaning sound also changed from presence to non-existence.

"Wang Yu!" Huo Yuhan, who was struggling to support himself under the terrifying pressure of the headless demon god, couldn't help but screamed when he saw Qin Wangyu's expression was wrong.

A ray of purple light spewed out from the big watery eyes, and disappeared instantly in the air.

"Tsk!" The brain seemed to have been stabbed severely, Chen Huairen's hand shook, Qin Wangyu's right hand slid down with his whole body, and collapsed to the ground.

Exhausting his last strength, Qin Wangyu took out his sixth-level soul guide pistol from his storage soul guide ring, and pointed at Chen Huairen toweringly above him.

"boom!"

"Qin Wangyu!"

A second before he lost consciousness, he seemed to hear someone calling his name.

……

"The White Queen, C4."

The cold voice echoed in the vast expanse of whiteness.

"Cheer. White wins."

Then came the cold, numb mechanical sound.

The golden eyes without the slightest emotion looked coldly at the emptiness in front of him, "I said, only I will win, the uncrowned king—Qin Wangyu!!!"

……

On a rainy night, the majestic heavy rain wetted the white hair and let it hang down softly.

Here... why is it so familiar?The golden eyes looked around the vast night blankly, and a sudden sadness welled up in his heart.

Why, do you feel a little sad?

This is a small village with only [-] or [-] households, surrounded by tall trees and brightly lit, it feels a bit unreal in the rainy night.

"Xiaoyu..."

Xiao, Yu...

Xiao, Xiaoyu...

The old and weak voice echoed intermittently in the rainy night, and the grief in the voice instantly added a layer of sadness to this hazy and beautiful rainy night.

"Who! Who is calling me!" Hearing this voice again after 14 years, his heart seemed to be torn from it.

But why doesn't he remember, who is the owner of this voice?Obviously, he is so important to him...

But!Why he just can't remember!Why!
I really want to cry, but why...but I can't cry?
He felt that he was like a newborn here, and he could only look at the world with ignorant eyes.

"Xiaoyu..."

The old voice is still calling.

I'm here.How much he wanted to say this sentence, but his body couldn't be controlled, and he could only stand upright in the long rainy night.

Inexplicable emotions filled his chest, as if his chest would burst out the next moment.

Sudden……

The wooden window of a house in front opened, and a simple and honest face poked out from behind the window. After looking around, he turned his head and said something to the people in the house.

Even though it was far away, he still heard their conversation:
"Mother, I seem to have heard the voice of that old man from Qin's family."

"Listen, listen, what are you listening to! If you don't sleep at night, you just bark like a mad dog. You really think that if you are a poor villager, you can really ride on our heads and shit?"

"Ma'am, can you speak a little softer?"

"Tch~ The old man killed his own wife, but he picked up another disaster star. Hey, why is our family's life so difficult, and there are two scourges in the same village?"

"Keep your voice down! Anyway, that old man is also the head of our village, so we need to borrow some money from him if we have something to do."

……

Amidst the noise, the wooden window was closed.Although one family has stopped, there are still a second and a third family... The gentle and honest voices of the twenty or thirty families in the village have all torn off their masks of hypocrisy in the rainy night.

giggle!

The knuckles of the fingers were pinched and rattled.It was as if someone had poured cold water on him, his whole body was cold from head to toe.

Hehehe... He covered his face and started laughing, as if insane.

But it turns out that this is how you treat our grandpa and grandson.Hahaha!

"Xiaoyu..."

The old voice was getting closer, and at the same time, in the shadowy place ahead, there seemed to be a shadow wriggling, and the direction was coming towards him.The shadow was squirming, getting closer and closer to him.

Suddenly, a faint smell of blood penetrated into the nostrils.

"Little... boy... can you let the old man go, my Xiaoyu is still waiting for me."

Looking down, an old face stained with blood and mud was looking up at him, his cloudy eyes were full of bewilderment.

His eyes were hot, but there were still no tears welling up.

"Grandpa..." He murmured softly.

grandfather……

As if lightning flashed across the sky, his whole body seemed to be struck by five thunderbolts, and he stood there in a daze.

He remembered, he remembered!This is the grandfather who took him back from the forest to adopt him 18 years ago!

Click!

At this moment, he seemed to hear the sound of the shackles breaking.

"Grandpa!" He screamed, and turned around abruptly, running towards the hunched figure crawling forward.

"grandfather!"

A childish voice sounded, abruptly stopping his steps.

In the most remote wooden house in the village, the wooden door was suddenly opened, and a small person rushed out.

Black hair on the forehead, white hair, golden eyes, totem on the face...

The eye sockets became hot again, and finally there were some tears.

As soon as the little man rushed into the rain, his crisp short hair fell down limply, sticking to his somewhat thin face, covering his golden eyes that were only slightly worried.

As if he hadn't seen him, he directly wiped off the blood and mud on his grandfather's body with his sleeves without hesitation, and then he hugged his grandfather with difficulty with his small body, which was stronger than his peers. Got up, and brought back to the dilapidated log cabin that had experienced wind and rain for many years.

At the moment when the little man hugged his grandfather, under the bright moonlight, big tears rolled down from the corners of his slightly raised eyes.

Staying 14 years ago, with the relentless years, the gradually blurred face became clear again.

"Grandpa..." He tried his best to suppress the grief in his voice, and called out.

(End of this chapter)