Travel to Xiu Xian Wen and beat up the group's beloved heroine

What the hell?

Why are the tone, demeanor, and content so weird?

But I finally manage people and can still communicate.

who knew...

"Xiaoxi, I'm sorry, it's my fault. You like to see me fresh and clean, and it's stained your eyes these days."

"It's also because of this that you geniuses don't talk to me, right? I'll clean it up right now. Don't be angry."

With that said, Jiang Qianshu gently let go of the person in his arms, took out a mirror, used the cleaning technique, shaved off the beard on his face, and combed his hair quickly.

He also took a Peiyuan Pill and used wood spiritual power to catalyze it.

After a while, the dark color in his eyes disappeared, his chin was clean, and he returned to a beautiful face with picturesque features.

He picked up the porcelain doll that was lying on the ground, turned her face towards him, and gave her a smile:

"Xiaoxi, isn't this more pleasing to the eye? Don't be angry, okay?"

As he spoke, he pinched the porcelain doll's face lovingly.

Soft and cold.

She has no warmth.

The porcelain doll is still smiling, with curved eyebrows and curved lips, perfect and delicate curves.

Seeing this scene, the cold air from Qian Shuo's feet went straight to Tianling Gai.

After a moment of silence, he whispered: "Shu'er, please forgive me, why do you torture yourself like this?"

Jiang Qianshu glanced at him doubtfully, a little unhappy:

"What's the point of condolences? My lover is fine."

After thinking about it, he hesitated and asked: "Has any important elder in the clan passed away? I am not familiar with them, so I won't be too sad. My ancestors don't need to comfort me."

Qian Shuo: "..."

This is a curse for the family elders to die quickly.

He suppressed his anger and said: "Stop making trouble, the wedding is tomorrow, and when things have progressed to this point, we have no way out."

Jiang Qianshu looked at him with a smile: "No, I want to get married to Xiaoxi. Xiaoxi is my bride. We haven't decided on the wedding date yet. Once we have discussed it, I will inform you and the family. I hope you can Come and cheer."

Qian Shuo's fist hardened.

"Qianshu, are you crazy enough? It is an established fact that Wei Xiaoxi died in the sea. People must look forward, accept what has happened, look to the future, and wake up!"

Jiang Qianshu still smiled: "You are right, you must accept the established facts... Now let me tell you, I will not attend the wedding tomorrow, and I will not return to Qianshi in the future."

"Oh, please, please tell my parents that Qianshu is dead, let them mourn, and there is no need to build a tomb for me. Just pretend that I was never a son. Well, remove me from the family tree. Okay, whatever you want is fine.”

"Eldest brother and Yu'er, I will write a letter to them later and ask for your help..."

"Qianshu!" Qian Shuo interrupted him sharply, "Are you blaming me? Blaming the family?! You want to betray the family?!"

Qianshu smiled: "Ancestor, how could you ask such a question?"

Qian Shuo's face brightened slightly.

"I not only blame you, I also hate you, especially you and Qiansong, who have repeatedly threatened me with Xiaoxi's life. Now that you have got your wish, Xiaoxi is gone, and you don't have to do anything. You should be satisfied, right?" When he got here, Jiang Qianshu stopped for a moment.

"No, you should be dissatisfied. Without Xiaoxi, you can't threaten me with her, and you can't make me be obedient, so you should be unhappy."

"You must be thinking, why is Wei Xiaoxi so ignorant that he doesn't cooperate and dies early, ruining your good deeds?"

His voice was gentle, but Qian Shuo seemed to hear the ice knife being sharpened, screaming that he was going to stab him at any time.

Qian Shuo was heartbroken: "She is just a woman. Compared with the entire family that supports you, you actually chose her. Do you know what you are doing?"

Jiang Qianshu didn't answer, just looked at him with a smile.

The eyes are a gentle warm brown.

What Qian Shuo saw was ice cold, as sinister as a poisonous snake.

He looked at himself with murderous intent in his eyes.

This white-eyed wolf... Qian Shuo was annoyed. He raised his hand and grabbed him in the air, strangled him by the neck, and said coldly, "Do you want to kill me? Do you want to take revenge on your father? Or take revenge on the Qian family?"

Jiang Qianshu's face turned purple, but he still smiled softly: "How can I do anything? I won't attend tomorrow and let Qishan and the others leave with the Holy Sun Cup. Why should I do anything extra? matter?"

"You want to mess up the spiritual realm? How did you become like this?!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Every thing will experience 'birth, existence, change, and destruction'. This is what you told me." Jiang Qianshu said,

"The spiritual realm also has its life cycle and will go through each stage. Now it is undergoing changes. How can you say that I caused it to be chaotic? This is obviously the way of heaven."

"You!" Qian Shuo's forehead was throbbing with veins, "You want to drag the entire spiritual realm to be buried with Wei Xiaoxi?"

The emergence of space-time rifts this time is not the kind of brief accident that happened periodically in the past, and then repaired itself.

This is without the support of the sacred monument of Yin and Yang.

If the loopholes are not repaired, the holes in the spiritual realm will never be closed, and the cracks in time and space will only become more numerous and bigger.

The spiritual realm really will die.

Jiang Qianshu stretched his neck, tried to breathe easier, and argued:

"Ancestor, won't your conscience hurt if you put such a big hat on me? I haven't done anything, and I don't have that much energy. If you insist on doing this, you will get me into trouble. Xiaoxi is quite afraid of trouble. Yes, she will leave me."

Qian Shuo: "..."

He suddenly felt so powerless.

The heart is incredibly complex.

This kid, like his father, is an infatuated person.

It's just that he is luckier than Qiansong.

Qiansong is the eldest son and has more to carry on his shoulders than Qianshu.

Moreover, the woman Qianyi loves is too ordinary. Her background is similar to that of Wei Xiaoxi, but she does not have Wei Xiaoxi's fortune and achievements.

Of course they can't be together.

More than 200 years ago, Qian Shuo had plenty of time to let Qian Yong bow his head.

But now Qian Shu is heartless and has leverage to manipulate the marriage.

There is absolutely nothing he can do against this junior!

Seeing the perfect smile on Jiang Qianshu's lips, Qian Shuo's head was dizzy.

Grinding his molars, he threw the person onto the snow and said coldly:

"The Holy Stele of Yin and Yang contains the law of life and death. If you cooperate well in retrieving the Holy Sun Stele, I will cast the spell myself when I return to the First Continent."

Having said this, he paused and continued:

"Use the Soul Gathering Lantern to bring back Wei Xiaoxi's soul, and then I will help you resurrect your sweetheart."

Jiang Qianshu's eyes trembled, and she raised her eyes and stared at Qian Shuo: "The Holy Monument of Yin and Yang still has this ability? How can I trust you?"

"Believe it or not." Qian Shuo's lips curled up to sneer, "This method goes against the will of heaven, and the price paid is unimaginable. I'm afraid you won't be willing to bear it when the time comes."

"Is it okay to pay the price?" Jiang Qianshu breathed rapidly, staring at Qian Shuo without blinking, for fear of missing any expression on his face.