Abandoned son to become god

Shen Qi panicked and hugged Rong Qian's fallen body, he still didn't understand how things happened to this point.

They were just going to the hot spring that Liu Dice was looking for, to take a bath and change clothes, but suddenly a group of people appeared, armed with weapons, forming a formation and denouncing him sharply.

There were many unfamiliar faces, and Shen Qi didn't know that there were people from the four major families until the names were reported.

In the first pavilion came Chen Huan, Wei Qingran, and Mo Dao. Mo Dao still looked serious, and Wei Qingran stood on the left, looking like a handsome young man.

It was Chen Huan, who stood aside with a couple. The middle-aged couple, the man held a sword, his face was stern, and looked majestic without anger, while the woman whipped her whip, dressed in purple and black hair, with picturesque eyes, but held her head high , with sarcasm in his eyes.

But when facing Chen Huan, his expression would soften a little unconsciously.

I don't know what Chen Huan said, but the couple walked to the back of the crowd, feeling that they were not helping each other.

The atmosphere froze in an instant, and the tense strings were stretched to the maximum extent. Those people were still chattering and counting his many crimes.

It seemed as if there were thousands of flies buzzing around his ears, the noise was not very disturbing, so he frowned slightly and held the six dice tightly.

It was such a simple action, but it hurt the eyes of those people, and all the magic weapons rushed over with an order.

Dozens of rays of light collided crazily, only Rong Qian panicked to stop those magical weapons that wanted to attack Shen Qi. In the powerful offensive and dusty battlefield, she desperately waved her hands and cried out: : "Stop it! He didn't kill anyone! Why don't you believe me!"

One of the sword-wielding cultivators sneaked up on Shen Qi from behind, and was pushed away by him sideways. He felt uneasy in his heart, and couldn't help but said to the troublesome Rong Qian: "Why do you explain to a demon cultivator? He has already become a demon. , it means that he is already broken from the root."

"No, no!" Rong Qian lay on the ground, tears streaming down his face, and said, "During my escape, only Shen Qi was willing to save me, raise me, and protect me, so what if he is a demon cultivator! He is still the best person in my heart!"

"Kill this child!" The crowd suddenly yelled, "This little girl has been controlled by the demon cultivator, and she is already showing signs of being possessed!"

"Kill her! For the righteous way!"

"Kill her!"

Amid the turmoil of the crowd, Rong Qian stood there with tears in her eyes, begging those people humbly to stop, and their sharp knives had already turned towards her heart.

Shen Qi was resisting wave after wave of powerful attacks. In his heart, Rong Qian was a child after all, and no one would attack the child frenziedly. But when he turned his head, hundreds of sharp swords bursting out with white light Penetrating through Rongqian's chest, large patches of red slowly bloomed on her chest.

He only had time to catch Rong Qian's fallen soft body, she was spitting blood, the corners of her mouth were still raised, her eyes were bright and she said without any haze: "I, I protect you, but I'm sorry, I can't protect you forever .”

In an instant, there seemed to be a big hole in Shen Qi's chest, and the cold wind poured in wantonly, freezing his limbs and bones.

He stared blankly at Rong Qian who was gradually losing breath in his arms, the blood red in his eyes became thicker and thicker, black energy erupted from his body, turned into sharp blades and hovered around him, the intense hatred went straight to his consciousness, and all Reason drives away.

Killing everyone present was his only remnant when he lost his consciousness.

The bright moon was gradually dyed the color of blood, and the dark clouds came slowly, pouring down rain, trying to wash away all the pain in the ground.

Amidst the pattering rain, the shrill screams were deafening, and everyone wanted to escape in a hurry. For them now, Shen Qi was like a wild beast that had lost its restraint, wantonly opening the feast to hell.

Everyone was regretting and frantically begging for mercy, but blood blinded Shen Qi's eyes, hatred filled his mind, and he became a puppet who only knew revenge.

The intense pain turned into thick black air and filled everywhere around him.

"Shen Qi!" Chen Huan picked up the whip and was about to rush over.

Wei Qingran grabbed him, and rarely said sullenly: "Chen Huan! Do you want to die by rushing up like this?"

Chen Huan frowned and said, "I gave up on him once when I was in Yizun Pavilion, but now even if I violate the instructions of the pavilion on Necromancer Island, I can't give up on him a second time!"

After speaking, he shook off Wei Qingran and rushed forward, shouting at the same time to wake up Shen Qi's sanity.

How could Wei Qingran be willing to see Shen Qi recover? He quietly turned the soul-locking ring in the Qiankun bag. After sensing the signal, the soul inside turned into thousands of silk threads and submerged into the surrounding magic energy, and then slowly approached The back of the head of the middle-aged couple who was protecting Chen Huan, took advantage of the moment when their energy was fading, invaded their consciousness, and reshaped their minds with a devastating force.

It was also in the blink of an eye that their eyes became dull, and there was still a bit of clarity in their eyes, but they were quickly swallowed.

Those two were uncharacteristically, instead of protecting Chen Huan, they rushed towards Shen Qi aggressively.

Chen Huan was taken aback by this change, and he shouted in a panic: "Father! Mother!"

As soon as the words fell, the necks of the middle-aged couple were directly cut open by the demonized Shen Qi. When the warm blood splashed on Shen Qi's face, a gentle and vast soul power suddenly penetrated into his body. Consciousness of the sea gave him a short period of sobriety.

At the same time, a sentence flashed through my mind.

"Please, protect Chen Huan."

When the woman felt an extra cold black energy, she acted quickly to isolate the sea of ​​consciousness, so after being controlled, she could find a place to escape, but compared with that magical energy, her power was still too weak So in the end, she exhausted her energy and only escaped with a trace of soul power, and used the remaining soul power to wake up Shen Qi, so that Chen Huan could escape from the demonized Shen Qi.

Fortunately, she succeeded, but she also died.

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"Mother!" Chen Huan hurriedly crawled up to the woman, trying to hold her face up, but was frightened by the gushing blood so he took out the pills and stuffed them into her mouth one by one.

But the woman no longer responds to him.

Shen Qi looked at everything that was like purgatory, the blood in his eyes became thicker, he raised his hand to look at the six dice stained with monk's blood and his own hands, his body trembled slightly.

And Mo Dao, who has been indifferent and never participated in this crusade, came to Shen Qi across the mountain of corpses and blood, and said, "Now, do you still think you are innocent?"

Hearing this, Shen Qi suddenly wanted to laugh, he wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

No one can choose their own birth, and so does he, because living in the place where life is worse than death in the Shen family, is there anything wrong with wanting to leave?

It wasn't all smooth sailing when he met Zong Heng, but with his own efforts, he got Zong Heng's approval and became his closed disciple. Is there any problem?

In order to be able to enter the martial arts school, he put his death aside, in order to regain the reputation of his master in the trials, he died frequently and broke his mirror, becoming the No. 1 trial, he has done his best.

Looking back on this life, he has never been sorry to anyone, nor has he ever hurt anyone.

But no one is willing to accommodate him, except his master, but he will never see him again.

Later, Rong Qian came again, but she died in his arms to protect him.

He wanted to say a million words in his heart, but exhaustion controlled his hands and feet, so when Chen Huan charged up with the sword on the ground and pierced his chest and retreated all the way, he had no strength to resist and retreated to the edge of the cliff superior.

Chen Huan's eyes were red, and he asked angrily, "Why Shen Qi! Why did you kill my parents!"

Shen Qidao: "Then why did you come here?"

Chen Huan said sharply: "Naturally, it is because of your heinous crimes that we gathered all the forces to attack you. At first, I did not believe that you were the kind of person they described, but now you have nothing to justify. "

Hearing this, Shen Qi also felt that what he said was very true. He did not use magic power to repair the wound, but directly put the blood-stained six dice into the skirt of his clothes, and said: "I'm sorry for letting you face the scene of the death of your parents. .”

He retreated abruptly, closed his eyes and fell deep into the cliff, suddenly his clothes tightened, and he opened his eyes to see Zong Heng's slightly flustered face.

Zong Heng's face was pale, and he said sharply: "Shen Qi! Come up!"

At this time, the cold wind blowing up from the depths of the cliff was blowing sharply on Shen Qi's face. He was obviously very cold, but he smiled with joy and said, "Master, I am so happy to see you before I die." .”

Mo Dao beside Zong Heng was watching all this with cold eyes, while Chen Huan had hatred in his eyes but was also a little dazed, Wei Qingran was beside him gently persuading Zong Heng.

But Zong Heng turned a deaf ear to it, he just looked at Shen Qi, clutching the flimsy skirt material hard, and said in a soft tone: "You come up, orphan, as a teacher, you have decided to leave a pavilion. From now on, can you stay here forever?" It's by my teacher's side."

Shen Qi's eyes lit up, but the wound on his chest was so painful that he coughed a few times, and his body swayed in mid-air.

Zong Heng stretched out his hand, and rarely said anxiously: "Quick outcast, my deity will pull you up!"

Those were a pair of hands as white as jade, never stained with the slightest dust, how could he have the heart to leave the slightest stain on Zong Heng's body.

No matter how the news is blocked in today's battle on the Necromancer Island, the news will always come out in the end. At that time, everyone will blame Zong Heng, because he gave Shen Qi the weapon that can kill people.

Zong Heng will become the target of public criticism, and his reputation over the years will be wiped out.

How could he let Zong Heng face such an embarrassing situation, so he took out six dice from the lapel, turned it into a sword with magic power, and said to the lapel, "Master."

An unconcealable sadness rushed straight to the nostrils, and I couldn't help the tears in my eyes, and said: "Master, I still want to watch all the flowers bloom and fall together with you, I want you to taste all the delicious food in the world, and I want to protect you for the rest of my life."