Facing Zhao Linglan and Du Juan's questioning, Bai Qiandao was heartbroken and said: "This is the ruthless fate imposed on us. I...can't resist..."
"These words are still the pretense of fate. You are really too hypocritical and despicable..." Zhao Linglan said with hatred and looked at him fiercely.
Bai Qiandao was depressed in his heart. He spat out another mouthful of blood and said with a heartbeat: "Linglan, you should understand that my feelings for you are absolutely not false! I don't want to hurt you and avoid your family. But they are hurting me, killing me again and again, what should I do, just let me be killed?”
"With your power, you can avoid killing, so why are you so cruel?"
"I didn't... it's just a change of facts. It's completely beyond my control. If I don't kill them, they will die because of me."
"Sophistry..." Zhao Linglan was filled with hatred and anger, and said sternly: "I misjudged you, so I shouldn't have known you. You are a villain, a villain..."
"I'm not..." Bai Qiandao said sadly: "This is really fate. Whether you believe it or not, there is a bad fate between us..."
"Shut up, shut up... I'm ashamed to be associated with you..." Zhao Linglan yelled crazily and rushed towards him.
Bai Qiandao sighed secretly, but did not avoid it. He only felt a pain in his chest, and his heart was already split. He spurted out another mouthful of blood, and Zhao Linglan's face was covered with blood.
Zhao Linglan was stunned, and he covered his chest and fell on his back.
Bai Qiandao looked at her weakly, showed a gentle smile, and said: "Linglan, kill... me, I don't... resent you..."
Zhao Linglan raised her palm again, but it stopped in the air, and tears poured down her eyes again.
"Why are you willing to die in my hands and kill my family? Why is fate so cruel for me to meet you?"
Zhao Linglan was in so much pain that she couldn't help herself. She was a little crazy. The hatred in her heart was not gone, but she was scarred.
Bai Qiandao watched her sadly carrying away the bodies of Zheng Guping and Zhao Lingjue. He was heartbroken, but he knew that he would not die and would have a seemingly endless fate with her in the future.
It was this thought that made him get up and walk staggeringly, bleeding every step of the way, leaving traces of blood on the ground, winding and desolate.
In the Zhao family, Zhao Lingzhi stood in front of Zhao Wangnan. His father's face was gloomy, and his son's face was filled with sadness.
Zhao Wangnan said in a deep voice: "I have advised her not to take risks, so as not to affect the Kaitian plan. Now she has no strength to deal with that little beast."
Zhao Lingzhi responded silently. His father was indifferent to his mother's death. This was related to his cold nature. Otherwise, why didn't his mother take away his fifth brother?
Zhao Lingzhi has hatred in his heart. In this world, he doesn't care about others and can be ruthless to anyone. He only cares about his mother.
He hates Bai Qiandao, he also hates Zhao Wangnan, and even the innocent Zhao Linglan.
Knowing that a son is like a father, Zhao Wangnan said in a deep voice: "Lingzhi, you are the most important part of Kaitian's plan. I don't want you to do stupid things, otherwise I will let you go, and dad will not let you go either!"
Zhao Lingzhi thought of Zhao Dingjue, and his heart felt chilly. He knew the deepest secret.
The Zhao family was originally from the Wang clan, but because of the discovery of an evil secret book, Zhao Ding violently killed the entire family and all his relatives, and in the end only he survived.
Zhao Ding is absolutely cruel and ruthless, he doesn't care about family ties at all, and he has affected several people in the Zhao family.
Just like this plan, it is completely inhumane and cannot be tolerated by nature. Except for Zhao Linglan and too young Zhao Lingjun, everyone else knows about it and has little psychological burden. The Zhao family still has some selfish and ruthless elements.
"Yes, I won't do stupid things."
Zhao Lingzhi said this, but he could not suppress the desire for revenge in his heart. With his forbearance and cold-blooded nature, he could ignore the devastation of the world and his relatives all dying on the spot without being moved, but the softest place in his heart was his mother.
Bai Qiandao did not return to that thatched cottage, but tortured himself and wandered around.
The injury was so severe that he kept vomiting blood and refused to receive treatment.
He had always been a bad drinker, but he chose to drink, vomited blood into a bottle, mixed it with wine, laughed like crazy, ignored others' insults, and then lay around drunk.
Deliberately self-abuse, his long hair was stained, his beard was tangled, his face was as thin as a knife, and he was completely out of character.
Wandering in deep meaning, performing impermanence. The suppressed emotions trickle down and darken into the dark volume. The years are stained with haggardness, and the world of mortals touches the shadow with sorrow.
Tired of trouble, laughter is like a wind knife. It's hard to feel comfortable in the gloom, and you become crazy when you indulge in alcohol. May leave a drop of tear, but the chant will last forever.
The vicissitudes of life are cut away, the long practice of practicing silence is in vain.
The jade pool is soaked in the cold, the jade dew is miserable, and the sorrow is buried in the ice and broken.
I have been hurt several times, confused a lot, and I feel so desolate that I want to be buried at the end of the world. I feel pity for you.
One day, he was drinking in a wine shop, but he had no money. It was like eating a king's meal, and he was surrounded and beaten by the waiters. He vomited blood and laughed wildly.
The owner of the wine shop, on the other hand, saw that he did not fall down even though he was beaten and vomited blood. He felt strange and quickly stopped the waiter. He gave him some silver and sent him out respectfully.
He accepted it without fail, ignored others, and left in a daze.
After walking for a while, a person stood in front of him, looked at him carefully, and then he was extremely surprised.
"Are you the Supreme One of Thousand Daos?"
Bai Qiandao knew that the person standing in front of him was Liu Wulong, the young hero of the Five Dragons. He pushed him away, laughed weirdly, and strode away with his hair disheveled like a madman.
Liu Wulong looked at his leaving figure and sighed, the supreme being of this generation was actually hurt by love, and he despised himself like this.
Everyone knows that Bai Qiandao killed several members of the Zhao family and was hated by the demon Zhao Linglan. He has disappeared, but he is wandering around the world in this appearance.
This place was near Tianguan. After Liu Wulong returned, he reported to Zhao Yiwen, the master of the temple.
Everyone in Tianguan went out to search for Bai Qiandao's whereabouts, but they could no longer find him.
Zhao Yiwen frowned when he heard that Bai Qiandao was not found. He wanted to find this supreme being because of martial arts... no, the world was in trouble.
Tianguan has a long history. It has been ranked first in the martial arts world for many generations and has been committed to maintaining order in the martial arts world. Therefore, it was discovered that there was a dark force manipulating a big conspiracy.
Zhao Lingtong's wanton behavior instigated martial arts people to fight among themselves and consume their strength.
Hua Yeer repays Tian Guan, and therefore discovers various signs. The current martial arts world is already undercurrent, and many people are manipulated by the Zhao family openly and covertly, believing that this dark force is the Zhao family.
Not only that, the contemporary dynasty was also deeply penetrated, and many generals and officials were manipulated to vaguely control the government.
There are several signs that the Zhao family has a grand plan, but no one knows what it is. In short, it will harm the world.
Zhao Yiwen sent a large number of manpower to investigate, but was shocked to find that Tianguan had also infiltrated, causing many obstacles, but the inner ghost was difficult to catch, which made him worried.
In all of this, as long as Bai Qiandao comes forward, at least the martial arts world will be much more stable, but this supreme leader is now missing like crazy.
Bai Qiandao was not crazy, he just couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart, so he cruelly abused himself.
Frustrated, sad, resentful, powerless, desperate, all kinds of emotions formed a barrier. He seemed to feel that fate was above him, and he ridiculed him with a solemn attitude, treating him as a splash in the dust, never able to make big waves.
He was forcing the mercy of fate and resisting the calamities and hardships that should come with his life, but in vain he discovered that he was a clown after all, with unpredictable fate and contempt for the might of a tiger.
He had no choice but to sigh, his life was wandering, he lay drunk in sorrow, his memory drifted away, licking his sorrow alone.
He was in a deep mountain and old forest, looking at a trembling flower. He was hurt and melancholy, and his dementia remained. It seemed that he was just like this flower, weak and pitiful, with helpless petals.
After a long time, he sighed lonelyly, feeling that he was in a tug of war, his heart was ups and downs, and he was extremely fragile.
Lying on his back, he could just see a hint of mountain scenery through the gaps between the leaves. His images were empty and his thoughts were dancing.
The color of the mountain gradually became darker and darker, and its veins were blurred, but there was a glimmer of light shining faintly.
Bai Qiandao got up and walked towards that direction. There was no light in his heart now, and hoping to chase that ray of light seemed to have become an obsession in his heart.
After walking for a long time, the strange thing is that the trees are dense around us and the road becomes narrower and narrower, like a narrow path.
Everything around him became illusory and inexplicable, as if he was trapped in another world, another scene.
Bai Qiandao was secretly frightened, very vigilant, and a little confused. He just came here accidentally, could there be a trap?
The bright color is on the top of the hill, but the road up the mountain is even narrower, until the trees on the mountain are strangely densely packed. In the dark night, they look like a swarm of monsters squatting, ready to show their sharp teeth and bite them.
Bai Qiandao stopped and looked up at the top of the mountain, a cold light flashing in his eyes.
He has a natural ability, because his sixth sense is extremely sharp and he can sense danger in advance.
Although he still doesn't know what the danger is, he has already judged the human nature. This man is very scheming and can predict where he will go, and he is very good at controlling people's hearts.
This is a very scary person. He understands his situation and thinking. He is miserable and in a state of despair. But he just wants to seize that gleam of light and is attracted to him.
This mountain has become an illusion and evil. This man is so generous, just to kill himself, but he has already fallen into the trap.
The trees suddenly turned into dark elves, shouting, shaking their branches and arms, and drew towards Bai Qiandao.
The mountain was also shaking, as if something was trying to get out, and a dull roar could be heard faintly.
Bai Qiandao sneered, and as soon as he thought about it, strange fire spread all over the fields, burning all over the mountains, and all the trees turned into fly ash, scattering across the sky and the earth.
The fire penetrated deeply, and the burned rocks were like powder. There were strange things inside, which were burned before they emerged.
Suddenly, heavy rain fell from the sky, which quickly extinguished the strange fire. The rain turned into many distracting thoughts, which came in confusion and penetrated into Bai Qiandao's mind.
"I am a heretic, why not?"
"This is also the way of heaven. I just entered it by mistake. The ways are all connected. Why should heaven punish me?"
"I don't accept it. There is no difference in the way of heaven, and there is no way to practice different ways. No one told me that this way cannot be entered. There is no reason to destroy me."
"I am ignorant and ignorant. I only know the Tao and realize that there is a Tao. To destroy me when I am going through a calamity is to destroy me. The way of heaven is extremely unfair."
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