The reborn princess of the gods is picturesque

The man who was still running forward suddenly had his hair stand on end. The extreme sense of crisis made him look forward abruptly. With just one glance, he locked his eyes on a group of people standing in the middle of the road. Although these people looked ordinary, the man could keenly feel through the passers-by that these people were not to be trifled with. Although they just stood there without moving and looked no different from other bystanders, he could sense the danger of these people. This sense of crisis had saved his life countless times, but now he couldn't turn around and run.

There were no paths on either side of the road now, and a group of jackals were chasing him. He had long had enough of his miserable life, but when he looked at the daughter in his arms, a flash of pity flashed in his eyes. His parents were dead, his relatives were dead, his wife was dead, and many people he knew and didn't know were dead. Now he only had his daughter left. If he was destined to not escape today, then before he died, he must give his daughter a quick death. He would never let his daughter fall into the hands of these people. Thinking of this, his hand unconsciously rested on the back of the girl's neck. The girl was too thin, and her neck was as thin as a horse pole, as if it would break if he just pinched it lightly, but his hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and the veins on his whole arm bulged, but he never dared to really use force. The girl seemed to sense something, she turned her head to look at the man, there was still fear in her big eyes, but when she met the man's gaze, she gave him a bright smile.

Just this one smile made the man's eyes turn completely blood red.

why?

Why was he forced to kill his own daughter?

Why does he want to die?

Why not someone else die?

The powerful resentment and unwillingness made the black air around him quickly thicker. As he roared towards the sky, the sky around him became gloomy. Countless resentments swarmed towards him, and his roars became more painful. Between his eyebrows, a black seed with strange patterns was looming, madly absorbing the thick resentment that was swarming towards him.

The sudden change frightened all the gods around, and they all fled into the distance. Even the group of people who had been following the man stopped and looked in astonishment at the man who was already filled with resentment.

"How is this going?"

"Why did he suddenly go crazy?"

"Is this going to be a demon?"

"Kill him! Kill him quickly!"

Everyone was talking at once, and the arrogant young men in fancy clothes were so scared that they hid behind the guards and gave orders to them frantically.

However, the scene at this moment was too horrifying. The guards could not help but tremble in fear when they saw the black gas that was so thick that it almost turned into substance. They all retreated unconsciously and dared not move forward. Although they had all awakened their talents, their talents could not be that good to be able to serve as guards for others. The reason they endured and did not flee was because their master's power was still there.

In a flash, a silver needle flashing with blue light rushed into the black fog. The seed on the man's forehead was spinning rapidly in the black fog, and it had already become solid. The moment the silver needle rushed in, the demon seed with strange patterns felt the danger and wanted to escape, but the speed of the silver needle was too fast and it directly sank into the seed. The seed also sank into the man's brow. The man screamed again and rolled on the ground in pain. The girl in his arms had long been frightened by a series of accidents. At this time, she just instinctively hugged the man tightly and rolled with him. Her little face was frighteningly pale, and blood was oozing from the corners of her mouth.

When the black fog dissipated, the man finally stopped rolling. He stretched out his trembling hands and hugged the girl in front of him. Feeling the girl's slightly cold body, he was stunned for a moment, and the next second he wanted to pull the girl down to check on her like crazy.

"Don't touch her if you don't want her to die!"

A cold voice came from above his head. The man on the verge of collapse should not have paid attention to it, but for some reason the man paused. He looked up blankly and saw that the group of people who had just made him feel dangerous were standing in front of him, and the woman in the lead was looking down at him.

While the man was stunned, Bai Qinghua quickly stuffed a pill into the girl's mouth. The man seemed to react at this time. He hugged the girl and retreated repeatedly, but one of his legs was broken and he could not exert any strength at this time. All his actions were in vain and looked more like a joke.

"What are you doing? What did you feed my daughter?"

The man held the girl tightly in his arms, looked at Bai Qinghua in shock and anger, and shouted loudly.

"Your daughter's soul has been corroded by resentment. I just gave her the Soul Purifying Pill. Once she has a good sleep, she will be fine when she wakes up. Otherwise, she will just become a mindless walking corpse."

Bai Qinghua looked at the man and spoke without any fluctuation in his tone.

"Pure...Pure Spirit Pill?"

Hearing this, the man still tried to step back a little. He didn't know what the Spirit Purifying Pill was. It sounded like a good thing, but he didn't believe it. After suffering so much malice, he didn't believe that these talented practitioners would show them any kindness. So he glared at Bai Qinghua fiercely. If looks could kill, Bai Qinghua would have been killed long ago.

"You really don't know what's good for you?"

Yongye looked at the way the man looked at Bai Qinghua, his peach blossom eyes narrowed, and his fingers felt itchy again. He wanted to dig out the man's eyeballs.

Yongye's eyes made the man tense all over. He felt the breath that made his heart palpitate just now coming from this man.

"Bah..."

Seeing the man looking as if he was facing a great enemy, Yongye snorted disdainfully and looked away. If Huahua hadn't stopped him, this man would have turned into ashes long ago. There was no way he would have given him the chance to glare at Huahua.

"Who are you? What did you feed that girl just now?"

Seeing that the crisis was resolved, several young men in fancy clothes who had just hidden rushed over with their guards and immediately surrounded Bai Qinghua and his group and the man.

Just now they were quite far away and vaguely heard the words "Purifying Spirit Pill". Pills related to the soul have always been in short supply, and these people actually gave them to a lowly female slave. It was a waste of talent.

A group of people surrounded Bai Qinghua and his group, looking them up and down. They saw that they were unfamiliar faces and were dressed in ordinary clothes. They did not look like they were from aristocratic families. They were probably from small families. So...

Haha, he sneered in his heart, and his gaze towards Bai Qinghua and his group suddenly became much more presumptuous.