The most powerful villain in the heavens

Chapter 908

Hun Qianqian didn't plan to stay too long, after seeking Yuwentian's opinion, he wanted to take Yan Moxue away, the old ancestor who had been silent by the side finally couldn't help it, tremblingly lifted his hands.

"and many more……"

Hun Qianqian's body froze for a moment, but she still looked at the ancestor after all, "Do you have anything else to do?"

The old ancestor was stunned for a moment, "I... my brother left something for you, and now my life is not long, since you have come, take it away, you wait, I will now Go get it."

After finishing speaking, he didn't dare to agree if Hun Qianqian agreed, and rushed towards the inner courtyard with vigorous steps. The speed was not like that of a stooped old man.

"Senior, I don't understand. You know that your ancestor is the Tianyu Peak you mentioned, but you still want to deceive him? You shouldn't be ignorant of his feelings."

Looking at the departed ancestor, Yu Wentian frowned, he was unwilling to take care of such a matter, after all, it was someone else's business, and it had nothing to do with him.

But when the ancestor left, he saw a trace of sadness flashing in Hun Qianqian's eyes. From this point of view, they both had an inexplicable feeling for each other, so why did they pretend that they didn't know each other at all? What about the other side?

Hun Qianqian looked at the direction in which the ancestor left, and heaved a long sigh. The sadness in his eyes was not hidden in front of Yu Wentian, and his whole body was enveloped by a breath of sadness.

"Young man, some things are not as simple as we imagined. Even if I admit that I know him, so what? Now he no longer has the self-confidence he had before, and even if he had the self-confidence before How can it be? The racial differences between us are too great, there is no possibility of being together at all.”

Hun Qianqian also told Yu Wentian a story, which was the story told by the ancestor just now, but it was a little different from the ancestor's, the story when the ancestor used Yinhun incense.

At the beginning when the ancestor rescued Hun Qianqian, the ancestor was just a little boy, and in front of Hun Qianqian, he was almost like a little brother. Of course, she saw the look in the eyes of the ancestor, but she didn't care about it at the time. That's all.

Later, when I saw the old ancestor again, the old ancestor had become a handsome young man, and his face did not have the youthful youthfulness.

But only those eyes were exactly the same as when she was a child. At this time, Hun Qianqian discovered that she fell in love with a child's eyes many years ago.

What made her angry at that time was not that the old ancestor used the soul-inducing incense to summon her at will. Since the soul-inducing incense was given to the old ancestor, it doesn't matter how you use it.

What made her angry at the time was that she actually fell in love with a human race, and it was from when he was just a ten-year-old child, this knowledge almost made Soul Qianqian collapse.

She took one of the remaining two soul-inducing incense sticks, and threatened her ancestor. She thought that if the ancestor continued to light the soul-inducing incense despite everything, she would not care about the constraints of race, even if she could only be with the old man. The ancestors sat together quietly, and she was also willing.

However, things are so impermanent in the world, and the ancestor was still intimidated by Hun Qianqian after all, which also proved that the two people were indeed destined for each other.

"Then you just gave up like this?"

Hun Qianqian wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, shrugged his shoulders, "Since there is no way to be together, why not imprint the best side in each other's heart, I think he also wants me to remember his most prosperous time .”

After a while, the ancestor left and returned. In his hand, he held something with a ball of light, which seemed to be an ornament.

When Yu Wentian got close, he could see clearly that this was a hairpin belonging to a woman. The white jade was carved into the shape of a flower, which looked very simple, but Yu Wentian knew that it was not such a simple existence.

This hairpin seems to be designed by the ancestor himself. When Yu Wentian went to the ancestor's study to search for information a few days ago, he saw the design sketch of this hairpin.

This hairpin is clearly called the white jade hairpin, and the white jade is taken from the bottom of the thousand-meter-deep cold pool, which has the function of regulating the body, but the most precious one is the so-called hundred flowers.

Baihua means to inject the soul power of a hundred kinds of cultivated flowers into the hairpin, turning this white jade hairpin into a soul hairpin, and the soul race can wear this hairpin.

Yu Wentian originally thought that the old ancestor was designing it for fun, but he didn't expect that he would actually make it out, and he took it out at this time.

After seeing the soul hairpin, Hun Qianqian was also stunned. It seems that the soul hairpin has been manufactured for decades, and the ancestor's cultivation level should not be very high at that time.

Ordinarily speaking, it is useless to refine soul hairpins, only those flowers that are cultivated can do it, but all the flowers that are cultivated belong to the jurisdiction of the Hundred Flowers Clan, which is also a race that is stronger than the Human Race. Know how the ancestors refined this soul hairpin.

Hun Qianqian held back the tears from the corners of her eyes, and gently inserted the soul hairpin on her head. The originally fair and beautiful Hun Qianqian became even more beautiful after the soul hairpin was inserted.

The ancestor's eyes straightened immediately, maybe it was the first time he saw such a beautiful Hun Qianqian.

Yu Wentian quietly left the ancestral hall. He didn't want to be a light bulb for the two of them at this time. Although it seemed that the two of them would no longer talk about things, they should always leave some space for them.

As for Yan Moxue, her soul is already trapped, she has no consciousness at all, so she is no longer a light bulb, and it doesn't matter if she stays there.

After an hour, the ancestor slowly walked out of the ancestral hall. It seemed that the two of them had said a few words afterwards, which should be regarded as Hun Qianqian's compensation to the ancestor.

"She has already taken the girl away, don't worry, since she promised you, she will definitely do it."

The old ancestor seems to have returned to the old and senile look before, which is completely different from when he saw Hun Qianqian. Sure enough, love is a kind of magical thing, even the existence of the old ancestor who has been half buried in the soil is still Such.

Yu Wentian nodded, watching the ancestor leave in two steps and three footprints, but did not catch up. The dream of many years has come true today, and it can be regarded as shattered. At this moment, the ancestor needs to be quiet.

Of course, after solving the matter of Yan Moxue, Yuwentian will have nothing to do with his ancestors, he doesn't need to follow up, and he is not bored.

(End of this chapter)