The senior sister who refuses to fall in love has become a god.

Chapter 41 Cut off the head
Qian Shu felt that his heart was lightly pricked, and he felt a slight pain.

Sitting opposite her, Qian Shu picked up a small tea cup and blew open the sweet-scented osmanthus on the tea surface. The hot tea entered his mouth and the warmth spread throughout his limbs. Qian Shu felt a little more tired and completely forgot that he was about to die.

"It tastes good." Qian Shu praised softly, fearing that louder sounds would scare her.

"It tastes good. This tea is specially made for entertaining friends, Qian Shu."

Qingyi Su Fande's voice was gentle but struck Qian Shu awake like a thunder.

She panicked for a moment, moved her wrist, and failed to hold the teacup firmly. The small red clay teacup hit the table and broke a corner. The tea poured out and quickly fell to one end in a bunch.

Qian Shu hurriedly held the teacup in place, and in desperation used her sleeves to wipe the tea on the table. Such a beautiful scene was all because of her.

"How do you know my name?"

"Qianshu, we have met before, but at that time I was just a gray-haired old woman. After being swallowed by Wu Shen, my soul was able to escape into this sweet-scented osmanthus tree."

The sweet-scented osmanthus tree, eighteen pairs of small shoes, the old woman who cannot speak, the words "Run fast" written in the palm of my hand.

Qian Shu suddenly realized.

"It turns out that you are the real Su Fan. What happened in all this? Why did the witch take over your body?"

"Don't worry, this is exactly what I want to tell you."

The real Su Fan whispered softly, and flashbacks appeared in front of Qian Shu's eyes.

Su Fan saved the witch, but her body was taken away by her. Her soul was imprisoned in the body of an old man who had died recently. Her voice was muted by the poison, and she had to suffer the pain of death day and night, but she would not Really die, and so on, until the day when consciousness is annihilated.

"She took away my body, but she couldn't destroy my soul, but the immortal phoenix bone in my body still brought her huge energy. She did evil and killed many children just for a little bit of life."

"It turns out that you sent the message for help, but how did you do it in the dark Su Mansion?"

"Then... thank my friend. She runs a restaurant on Baihua Street. Her name is Xuelan, but I'm afraid we will never be able to meet each other again in this life." Su Fan's tone was a little deep, and there was a hint of light in his eyes. sad.

"It turns out that your friend is Miss Xuelan. I have met her. She is a good girl. You will definitely meet again. As for the witch, even if I die under her knife, someone will chop off her head in the future. .”

Qian Shu said with firm eyes, firmly believing that the witch would die sooner or later if evil did not prevail against good.

Su Fan smiled, but neither insisted on her statement nor denied it.

She just said calmly: "You will not die by her knife, and she will not die in the hands of others. Qian Shu, the only person who can kill her is you."

"Don't be ridiculous, she has the immortal phoenix bone, and I was stabbed through with a knife. The blood in my body is almost gone. I'm afraid I'm going to die."

Qian Shu said a little decadently, pouring himself a cup of osmanthus tea.

"How could it be? I won't let you die. The place we are in is the spiritual world inside the sweet-scented osmanthus tree. Your blood flowed to the tree, so you have the opportunity to come in. She has the immortal phoenix bone, and you can too. have."

Su Fan's voice was like soft white cotton threads, wrapping around her one by one, loosely wrapped around her neck, but gradually making her breathless.

"The reason she stays here is because she wants to use that monster to absorb more people's life. She is almost successful. If she absorbs enough life, the immortal phoenix bone will be completely destroyed. When she merges into one, my soul will also be sucked into the bone marrow and become her supply. Then no one can kill her." "But what can I do? I'm just a person who can't even build a foundation. Waste that doesn’t exist.”

"You are not a waste, Qian Shu, you are a god."

Su Fan said, holding her cheeks with both hands, his eyes filled with hot light, devout faith, and hopeful hope.

"I am willing to have my soul broken, never to be reincarnated forever, and to have no consciousness. I want to dedicate my immortal soul to you. You have the purest soul and unparalleled potential. Qian Shu, as long as you think about it, you will be a god."

Qian Shu opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound. He saw the blazing sunset and the carpet-like rain of osmanthus flowers.

Su Fan lowered his hands and hugged her neck tightly. Their bodies were close to each other, and a faint light yellow light appeared from her body, wrapping around Qian Shu tightly like silk thread.

The light that was a thousand times thinner than hair blended into her body from the skin.

Su Fan's eyes were a little sad and he said softly: "I'm sorry."

But Qian Shu didn't hear it. She felt the touch of those threads with all her heart, which stung a little, like very thin needles piercing her pores.

Transferring the immortal soul will not only cause great pain to the provider, but also a narrow escape for the recipient, but Su Fan has no other choice.

If she fails, Qian Shu will die, and she will stay in the tree world for the rest of her life until she is devoured by the witch.

But if she succeeds, Qian Shu will still have a chance to live, and will inherit her immortal soul. By then, even if she disappears, the immortal soul will inherit her will and kill the evil demons in the world!

"If you can really obtain the immortal soul, I hope you can avenge me."

More and more light appeared on Su Fan's body, gradually engulfing her. Her soul gradually became transparent, and her body revealed the endless sunset behind her.

The orange-red sunset became more and more brilliant, showing a unique, reflective color. Qian Shu only felt that those thin lines were pervasive.

Dense pain hit her, and all her fingers seemed to be pierced into slender spikes at the same time, and the pain seemed to lift the fingernails alive. Qian Shu couldn't bear it anymore and screamed out in pain.

In an instant, sweat soaked the clothes on his body, and the originally thick wedding dress became very heavy due to the sweat.

The white light flashed for just a moment. The witch's eyebrows were furrowed and she looked sideways at Qian Shu, curled up in a ball on the ground.

Qian Shu closed his eyes tightly, but there was not even a trace of blood on his lips. This painful expression was not even if the bones of his arm were broken just now.

A bad premonition suddenly arose in the witch's heart. She didn't have time to think about what the white light was just now, and she was about to cut off her head with the knife.

The sword rose and fell, but Qian Shu was not the one who died.

Xiao Tao rushed out from nowhere and blocked the knife for her. The witch used her strength, and Xiao Tao's neck was suddenly broken. Her head was like a watermelon, and Gululu rolled to Qian Shu's side.

She is just a mortal and cannot withstand the devil's sword.

　Let me tell you, yesterday when I wrote about Qian Shu releasing his spiritual power, thousands of miles of ice and thousands of miles of snow drifting, it was really snowing outside! ! !Ahhhh, who knows this feeling^o^
　　
　
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