Qu Jian'er was finally moved.

The Qingchen before me carries the air of someone who has fought their way back from the life-or-death battles of the apocalypse.

It exuded a fierce, wolf-like aura, causing her to freeze in shock.

Qingchen's voice was hoarse: "Sister."

Qu Jian'er choked: "You... cough."

She looked up at the person who was a head taller than her.

She really didn't expect it.

He was just a child when he died, but when they met again, he was already taller than her and, more importantly, he called her "sister"!

Qingchen's eyes darkened, and she said weakly, "I admit I have ulterior motives. I want to use my childishness to win your affection, sister. Please don't be angry with me, okay?"

Qu Jian'er looked a little embarrassed and changed the subject: "No, what is your relationship with the Zuo family?"

In Qingchen's eyes, only Qu Jian'er was reflected: "I am the ancestor they have been worshipping to this day."

Qu Jian'er slapped her hand: "Oh, you've settled down and started a family after I died, then your life was worthwhile. Let me tell you, this is the interstellar age, and your descendants are incredibly powerful."

She thought the other person was an ancestor of the Zuo family.

The embarrassment from before was instantly dispelled.

However, she suddenly felt a strong sense of guilt for having abducted the other party's younger relative.

To eliminate feelings of guilt.

She introduced interstellar travel to people from her own experience.

Qingchen explained, "Don't talk about your death... Besides, the true ancestor of the Zuo family—Muqu—was someone I adopted. I didn't marry or have children, so I'm not their true ancestor."

After he and the others finished speaking.

He forced a slightly awkward smile, as if he hadn't smiled in a long time.

Qu Jian'er nodded.

Upon seeing someone she knew and learning that the other person was quite strong, she instantly wanted to be a lazy bum and win without lifting a finger.

Her nerves suddenly became larger and thicker.

I was only focused on the sudden disappearance of my guilt.

He didn't hear what the person in front of him said at all, and didn't pay attention to the person named Mu Qu.

Qu Jian'er asked with a mixture of relief and melancholy, "Then why was your spirit damaged? To be honest, what did you do before you became a sword spirit?"

Her tone was full of a loving mother's kindness.

Qingchen felt a little wronged and murmured, "Didn't my sister already guess it?"

Qu Jian'er's expression suddenly turned serious.

The little boy she saved—Qingchen—was indeed the person her ancestors had mentioned.

Qu Jian'er really didn't want to bring this up.

It was too heavy a burden, so heavy that she couldn't imagine what efforts the person in front of her had made after her death, or what kind of suffering they had endured.

The clear morning drew closer little by little.

He walked up to Qu Jian'er.

He bent down slightly.

Qingchen's gaze met Qu Jian'er's: "As long as my sister can come back, nothing else matters."

Qu Jian'er's voice was a little hoarse as she said, "Have you forgotten the divination I gave you? You shouldn't be like this at all. You will have many wonderful things. You have a lucky life with auspicious purple energy coming from the east. In this chaotic end times, someone like you is a chosen one..."

Qingchen interrupted Qu Jian'er for the first time. He was breathing heavily and straightened up, saying, "That's not true!"

Qu Jian'er looked dazed.

Qingchen became agitated: "With you gone, all that talk about good fortune is utter nonsense! I'm sorry, sister, I didn't mean your divination was wrong, I!"

He only said half of what he meant.

He realized his mistake.

After regaining consciousness, he immediately begged Qu Jian'er for forgiveness.

Qu Jian'er opened her mouth.

The person in front of me hasn't changed in one way: when angry, he's expressionless, surrounded by a low-pressure atmosphere; he's the same when furious, just staring intently at one spot without saying a word.

Qingchen's voice softened: "Sister, let's not talk about these annoying things from the past, okay?"

He patiently coaxed people.

His large hands trembled slightly as he tried to place them on Qu Jian'er's back, hoping to comfort her as she had comforted him during the apocalypse.

Qu Jian'er distanced herself from the others once again.

She has already discovered it.

The person in front of her was separated from her by the entire apocalypse.

He was no longer the little boy who needed her protection.

It was someone she knew yet was a stranger to.

Qingchen saw Qu Jian'er's resistance, and his heart felt as if it had fallen into the abyss of despair.

But he quickly rallied.

As long as Qu Jian'er is still alive.

Everything is negotiable.

He has waited for so many years.

It doesn't matter if it's just a little bit of time.

He knew that the end times would eventually come, but the light that humanity would receive would never illuminate the darkness around him.

In order to bring Qu Jian'er back.

He didn't hesitate to change his own fate, wielding twin Nightmare Blades to become the most evil being in this world.

Although the Heavenly Dao under the black universe is weak, it still has a breath of life, and it will not allow evil to arise.

It discovered his lack of control.

But Qingchen had planned everything out, just waiting for the annihilation by Heaven.

Because of the power of the soul.

He was divided into two parts.

Half of his soul was within his budget and was sealed as a sword spirit, while the other half was cast into reincarnation to suffer.

He outsmarted himself.

He knew he was immortal and that Heaven would eventually yield and use Qu Jian'er to restrain him.

Qingchen staked everything on the Heavenly Dao and himself, in exchange for his future reunion with Qu Jian'er.

He is clearly a very cold and hard person.

Whether in the apocalypse or now, we habitually put on armor and pretend to be indestructible.

Armor forged from hard metal may seem unbreakable, but in reality, what lies inside is more fragile than anything else.

For example, his heart.

Qu Jian'er's words or actions alone could hurt him.

Seeing that Qingchen was trying hard to hold back.

Qu Jian'er couldn't help but be moved.

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