Burning Heaven Sword God

Chapter 45 This is your destiny, please collect
"You, who exactly are you?"

This is a simple question that cannot be simpler.

But at this time, this question was asked from Song Xiaoluo's mouth, and the person she asked was Mo Qingcheng.Because of this, such a seemingly simple question is no longer so simple.

"Ha ha!"

Mo Qingcheng's eyes are as deep as a dark field, appearing extremely deep, making it hard to figure out.

She laughed a few times, the ordinary smile made Song Xiaoluo's heart tremble a few times.

It was a kind of fear, a fear of absolute power.

No one knows how powerful Mo Qingcheng is.

But Song Xiaoluo knew very well that Mo Qingcheng a year ago was already terrifying, possessing the strength to crush the sixth level of the Void Realm.

"No one knows who I am, not even myself."

Mo Qingcheng laughed coldly, as if trying to freeze the air.Her cold eyes fell on Song Xiaoluo's body, making Song Xiaoluo feel timid.

In fact, Mo Qingcheng did not lie.

Tianjian only knew that Mo Qingcheng came from the forbidden area of ​​the ancient land of the Eastern Desolation.But they don't know where Mo Qingcheng was born, let alone what kind of legend her life experience is.

"I don't care what my grandpa is going to do. At the same time, those things have nothing to do with me."

Song Xiaoluo knew what Mo Qingcheng meant, it was nothing more than not wanting others to hurt Tianjian.

However, these things really have nothing to do with Song Xiaoluo.

Song Xiaoluo is Song Tianren's granddaughter, not Song Tianren.

What Song Tianren wants to do, how can Song Xiaoluo be able to stop and persuade him.

"If you can't change these, I will go to Song Tianren myself."

Mo Qingcheng waved his sleeves, the whispers in his mouth gradually disappeared, and he withdrew the mysterious consciousness.

When that divine sense withdrew from Song Xiaoluo's mind, Song Xiaoluo breathed a sigh of relief, feeling relieved.

"what ever!"

Song Xiaoluo felt helpless, Song Xiaoluo had no control over Song Tianren's actions.As for who Song Tianren wants to find and who he wants to target, Song Xiaoluo has no way to control it.

"Don't tell Lin Feng about this."

Mo Qingcheng was slightly startled, looked at Song Xiaoluo indifferently, and said: "I don't want to involve others in the matter between us."

"of course."

Song Xiaoluo clasped her right hand on her chest, breathing heavily, and said in a deep voice.
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"what happened?"

Several purple jasmine flowers, beautiful and fragrant, were planted at Song Xiaoluo's feet.

In front of Song Xiaoluo, stood a middle-aged man in fancy clothes.

The man looked heavy, looked at the tired Song Xiaoluo expressionlessly, and said coldly with slightly moving lips: "Many times, in many things, you are not as good as Song Qingluo, because you are too soft-hearted towards the enemy."

"There will be no next time." Song Xiaoluo said softly.

During the battle with Mo Qingcheng, Song Xiaoluo suffered internal injuries. If it wasn't for Mo Qingcheng's failure to do his best, Song Xiaoluo might not be able to stand in front of the man and speak again.

"Yes, Mo Qingcheng is indeed very strong."

Song Xiaoluo knew in her heart that the biggest obstacle to completing this mission was the existence of Mo Qingcheng.

"What's her background?"

The middle-aged man furrowed his brows tightly, looking sullen, and said in a low voice: "If she persists in obstructing us again, she will be killed!"

"She is number one in Tianyuan Mansion."

Song Xiaoluo looked at the middle-aged man, her expression became more and more ugly, and she added: "She was raised by Tianjian, that's why she wholeheartedly stopped us. Moreover, she seems to come from that place."

At this time, in Song Xiaoluo's view, Mo Qingcheng is a person who is extremely mysterious but unable to investigate the origin.

"that place?"

The middle-aged man raised his hands and pressed them lightly on his temples, with a helpless expression on his face.He never thought that Tianjian would keep this hand.

The middle-aged man knew that once that place was involved, this matter was no longer in his control.Now, he can only hand this matter over to his superiors and ask for instructions on the next step.

"It seems that this round was indeed won by Tianjian."

The middle-aged man sighed softly, then bowed his waist, gently reached out to pick up a dust-stained stone, and threw it fiercely into the distance.

The stone is like a knife, cutting off several purple jasmine flowers, and countless petals fall with the wind.

"The day after tomorrow, the test at the Nine Universities. It is said that Mo Qingcheng will go with Lin Feng."

Song Xiaoluo didn't intend to tell this matter, because Lin Feng participated in this matter.However, after thinking about it, this is an excellent opportunity to get rid of that person.

"Ok?"

After hearing Song Xiaoluo's words, the middle-aged man's frowning brows suddenly relaxed.

The man's deep expression turned into a happy smile, he couldn't help laughing out loud, and said grimly, "You don't know the outcome!"

When the words fell to the ground, a deep and terrifying light shot out from the man's eyes.

"What are your orders?"

Song Xiaoluo had a lot of thoughts in her mind, as long as Mo Qingcheng could be eliminated, many things could be solved easily.

"I want them to die."

The middle-aged man's voice sank, and every word was as sharp as a needle and powerful when it came out of the man's mouth.

When she heard the middle-aged man's words, Song Xiaoluo's immature face twitched violently a few times.Song Xiaoluo wanted him to die, but she never wanted them to die.

In other words, Song Xiaoluo didn't want Lin Feng to die.

However, the middle-aged man's order was very clear, he wanted them all to die, not just Mo Qingcheng alone.Song Xiaoluo had no choice but to make this choice.

"But, Lin Feng didn't participate in this matter."

Song Xiaoluo's voice was very low, the kind that lacked confidence.Standing in front of the middle-aged man, Song Xiaoluo almost didn't even dare to raise her head high, and she didn't even dare to show a rough look.

It's like a child who made a mistake standing in front of a tall and majestic adult.

"From the moment you choose this path, you are doomed to have your hands stained with the blood of countless innocent people."

The middle-aged man stared at Song Xiaoluo with eyes full of anger, and said, "This is your destiny. Your value to us is the only reason why you can still live."

The meaning of the man's words is so obvious.

Because Song Xiaoluo is still valuable to them, so Song Xiaoluo can continue to live.If one day, Song Xiaoluo is worthless to them, Song Xiaoluo's fate can be imagined.

Before her own destiny, Song Xiaoluo's face was pale and she looked very powerless.

"But I don't want him to die."

Song Xiaoluo spoke softly, her lips were slightly pale and slightly chapped.

When the words fell to the ground, suddenly there was a thick and powerful arm bound around Song Xiaoluo's neck, making Song Xiaoluo unable to breathe.

"Whether you want to or not, you can't decide anything."

The middle-aged man casually threw Song Xiaoluo to the ground, then walked away.Song Xiaoluo seemed to be paralyzed, and fell powerlessly on the spot, at a loss.

(End of this chapter)