The laughter on the other end of the phone suddenly stopped, as if it was shocked by Qu Tong's cold and resolute words.

For a moment, only silence lingered between the two.

After a long time, the other party slowly spoke, revealing deep helplessness in his voice:

"Duanmu Ying, I know you hate deeply, but some things are indeed beyond our control."

"Eight Wonders, that is the power from the devil. If we continue to indulge in it, it will only cause greater disasters."

Qu Tong's mouth curled up a sneer, and her eyes flashed with disdain: "Disaster? Humph, so what? When they chased us and forced us into a desperate situation, did they ever think that there would be retribution today?"

"I'm just giving them a taste of their own medicine. If you are afraid, just leave, I will never stop you."

She paused, and her voice revealed a bit of chill: "Also, don't call me that name anymore! Duanmu Ying is dead, and now I am Qu Tong."

The other party seemed to sigh softly. She took a breath, her voice revealing some vicissitudes:

"Qu Tong, you have really changed. You used to care about the world and were determined to cure all diseases in the world. But now you are driven by hatred and embarked on this road of no return."

"Road of no return?" Qu Tong sneered:

"So what? Do you know how I have been through these years?"

"Every time I close my eyes, I see the faces of those pursuers and the beastly faces of the Lu family! I wish I could tear them into pieces and scatter their bones to ashes!"

Her voice revealed deep hatred and endless fatigue:

"You want me to give up? Humph, I can't do it. No matter what, I will make them pay for what happened back then!"

The other end of the phone fell into silence again, as if Qu Tong's deep hatred and determination could be felt.

After a long time, the other party whispered: "If that's the case, then you can do it yourself. But I hope you can understand that some things can't be turned back once they are done. You can do it yourself."

After saying this, the other party fell silent again.

After a long while, he heard his leisurely voice again: "Since the Luotian Grand Ceremony, I found that I can no longer see the direction of the future."

Then, the phone was hung up with a "beep" sound, cutting off the thin connection between the two.

Qu Tong's hand holding the phone trembled slightly, and the mixed feelings in her heart were like surging waves, difficult to calm down.

She knew that what the other party said was right.

But for her, turning back was no longer an option.

Hate was like a blazing flame, driving her further and further on this road full of blood and revenge.

"No matter what, I will make those people pay for what happened back then!" Qu Tong swore again in her heart, and the firm light in her eyes was brighter than ever.

She seemed to have seen the end of revenge, where she had longed for relief and peace.

Suddenly, the figure of a girl flashed through her mind, a figure so familiar and yet so distant.

The corners of Qu Tong's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a complicated smile:

"Gu Jiting, Gu Jiting, you claim to be able to see everything, but you can't imagine the inside story of Feng Baobao's creation?"

She shook her head gently, as if mocking the impermanence and absurdity of this world:

"That child, she is the devil. All the secrets are hidden in her, and all the puzzles have been put together."

Then Qu Tong's eyes flashed with a trace of respect and complexity: "Wu Gensheng, worthy of being Wu Gensheng. If he hadn't discovered the strangeness, the devil would have been reborn long ago. The spirit of the gods is amazing!"

She took a deep breath, with a fiery light flashing in her eyes: "Wu Gensheng only stole three puzzles back then, the origin of Qi, the double hand and the Daluo Cave Observation. As long as I get the key to the origin of Qi, everything will be over!"

Suddenly, she seemed to remember something important, and a sense of uneasiness surged in her heart.

She stood up and walked outside to call her men, her voice revealing an unprecedented urgency: "Send more people to rescue Ma Hongxian!"

After giving her orders, she silently said in her heart: "He can't die before the self-cultivation furnace is healed, otherwise how can I take away the power of the devil?"

After making all these arrangements, Qu Tong's heart finally calmed down a little.

Her patience for so many years, all her dormancy and waiting, are all for the self-cultivation furnace and the source of qi.

Now, these two goals are already within her sight and within reach, so she naturally doesn't want any accidents to happen.

However, she changed her mind and thought that if something really went wrong, it would not matter.

Her ultimate goal is revenge, as long as she can achieve this goal, the process is not important.

If it reallyWhen it comes to the point where it is impossible to do anything, she will not hesitate to revive the demon and perish with the whole world.

Anyway, she has long been tired of this world full of pain and hatred, and death is a kind of relief for her.

However, Qu Tong also clearly knows that the joy of being able to take revenge with her own hands is definitely stronger than dying together.

Therefore, she will not choose to take that step unless it is absolutely necessary.

In short, she is crazy, but not completely crazy.

At this moment, Xingliu's plan is still proceeding in an orderly manner.

After finding Xingliu and Chen Duo, Fu Rong and others immediately tried to hold them hostage in exchange for Ma Hongxian.

However, the cruel reality is that they were easily defeated by Xingliu.

Before they even had time to do anything, they were fixed in place by Xingliu and could not move.

Fu Rong looked at the handsome man in front of her with some complexity, and deep in her heart, she actually had an urge to fall in love again.

However, when she thought of the piles of bills and Chen Duo leaning against Xing Liu, she immediately gave up the idea.

After all, the few boyfriends she had dated were all scumbags, which made her very taboo about love.

Unlike Fu Rong, who could still have wild thoughts, Zhao Guizhen was different.

He was looking at Xing Liu in front of him with a cold sweat on his face, especially when he felt the strong murderous intent emanating from Xing Liu.

He was so self-righteous that he didn't take temporary workers seriously, but he didn't expect that he would be killed in seconds after meeting him.

What made him even more frightened was that Xing Liu seemed to have a special murderous intention towards him for some reason.

This feeling made him feel like he was falling into an ice cellar as if he was being stared at by the god of death.

He tried to squeeze out a smile, trying to ease the tense and suffocating atmosphere:

"I don't know where I have offended you, sir? If there is any misunderstanding, please let me know."

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