Supreme Soul Sealer

Chapter 532 My Good Father (1)
The potholes are deep.

Junqing has been in a state of free fall, and it took a long time before his feet felt solid.However, she rubbed it with her toes, and it was soft and greasy, wet and damp. It was not land or stones, but rather like leaves that had accumulated for a long time and rotted.Smell it carefully, it seems that it really has the smell of plant fermentation.

How can there be so many fallen leaves in a pothole?
A few traces of doubt floated in Jun Qing's eyes, but she didn't stay too long because of this, but walked into the dark corridor ahead.

The corridor is very long.

With her speed, she even took a cup of tea.Fortunately, she was patient enough and didn't feel anything.

At the end of the corridor is a tightly closed stone door.Junqing stood in front, not daring to act rashly.With her strength, it is not difficult to push the door open, but she is afraid that this door is not an ordinary door, but is connected with a hidden weapon or an alarm, she does not want to "push it easily, and die ugly".

Fortunately, above the door, there is a small hole about the size of a pigeon egg.Junqing compared and found that the small hole was about the same height as his own eyes, presumably it should be a cat's eye.However, when she looked in from the outside, what she saw was a vast expanse of whiteness, and she couldn't see anything.

She took a few steps back to open the distance, took off the Nine Phantom Ring from her hand, aimed at the small hole and ejected it.At the same time, her whole body instantly slipped into the Nine Phantom Ring.

"Crack!" The sound of the object falling to the ground sounded, and after a few breaths, a purple shadow appeared out of thin air.

Jun Qing breathed a sigh of relief, put on the Nine Phantom Ring with a smile, and then turned to look forward.

"Hiss!" Rao was already mentally prepared, but Junqing couldn't help but gasped.Is this underground?Is this really underground?

The sun is scorching, white clouds are fluttering, the breeze is gentle, and the stream is gurgling.

As far as the eye can see, it is extremely real, but it is precisely this that makes people feel more and more unreal.This is obviously underground, where does the sun come from?Where did the white cloud come from?Where does the breeze come from?Where did the stream come from?
For a moment, Jun Qing thought of the Xuan Clan who lived underground forever.It is said that the residence of the Xuan Clan was forcibly created by the first Holy Master who split open the space by himself, so what about here?Which supernatural being did it?Or is this also the handwriting of the first Holy Master?
She bit her lip, and turned into a stream of light and rushed inside.

At the end of the stream, there is a small pool, above which hangs a small waterfall.The clear, cool water rushes down and hits the surface with a pleasant, soothing sound.

It was in this voice that a man's voice was mixed in.It came from the cabin by the pool.

"No, no more effort, this is my retribution, retribution."

The voice was not loud, even a little pale and weak, but it still couldn't hide the mellow feeling like fine wine.

Hearing sounds is like seeing people.

Just by listening to the voice, one can guess that the speaker must have a good appearance.

However, after the sound fell, Jun Qing, who was originally extremely calm and calm, seemed to have been struck by lightning suddenly, no, it was more serious than lightning strike.She didn't care about anything, she backed away again and again, and finally, she fell hard and sat on the grass.

Her eyes were glazed, her mouth was wide open, and her face was blank.

Why, why is this so?Why, would it be—

The man who had disappeared since she was six years old, but now with such a posture, suddenly appeared when she was least prepared, shaking her three souls and seven souls away.

The people in the cabin obviously didn't notice that there was an extra "guest" outside, and they continued to talk.

"Over the past ten years, I have lived happily, but at the same time I feel very guilty. Day after day, this guilt makes me breathless. If I go because of it, it's okay or okay." It's still the same as before. that person.

"What are you talking about! I don't allow you to say that! You give me medicine, and you give me a good life! I'm not dead, how can you die?!" Domineering and angry, it was Qinglong Dharma Guardian.

"I know you treat me well, but—" the man paused, "I was wrong after all."

"Wow!" Qinglong Guardian didn't speak, and a sound of broken porcelain expressed his mood.

Jun Qing's hands hanging by his side were tightly clenched, his joints turned white. The sour sound of "creak creak" overflowed from between her teeth, her eyes were bloodshot, she stood up abruptly from the ground, and strode towards the cabin, looking like a god of death from hell.

The door of the cabin was closed, but from the open window, she could clearly see everything inside.

Sure enough, it was him.

She just felt her heart beating hard, and she couldn't breathe for an instant.Her soul was screaming, going crazy, desperately trying to slip out of her body.

Junqing clasped her five fingers on her heart, and the water in her eyes flickered.

O my father!More than ten years of worrying, more than ten years of searching, more than ten years of longing, I never thought that you are here.

At this moment, Jun Qing wanted to laugh for no reason, laughing at himself, and at grandpa and the others, too stupid, too stupid, too stupid.

However, before the corners of her mouth raised, there was another scene that shocked her even more——

Her father, Shen Yuxuan, who used to be the most beautiful man in the Outer Heaven, had a pale complexion, leaning gently in the arms of Qinglong Guardian.As for Guardian Qinglong, his masked face turned around, and he was the one Jun Qing would never forget in his life.

Ling, home, home, master, Ling, Han!

Ling Han's slender fingers patted Shen Yuxuan's shoulder slowly, looking at him with gentle and affectionate eyes that made people frightened.

Jun Qing felt that she could no longer breathe, the world in front of her eyes seemed to have turned into a piece of plastic to wrap her tightly, she struggled in it, and finally died of suffocation.

Her brain has shown a blank, no consciousness, unable to think.

It was dark all of a sudden.

She stood there quietly, countless images flashed through her mind like a horse watching flowers.

I remember that year, when the wind of swinging started from somewhere, seeing that the maids were playing well, she wanted to play too.However, the maids were afraid that she would be hurt, so in order to dispel her thoughts, they untied the swing.She was so uncomfortable that she ran to the corner and cried.

Later, he came.He was already the head of the Ling family at that time, but he often ran to their Lan family.He picked up the little girl, asked the reason, and set up a swing for her without saying a word.

She asked him to push the swing, and the swing swung high. She was smiling happily, and when she turned her head inadvertently, she saw him laughing too, but that smile was unusually complicated.

She couldn't understand it at the time, but now that she thinks about it, she can't help but get chills down her back.It was clearly cold, cruel, excited, eager to try, and quick to get rid of it.

(End of this chapter)