882 Bodhisattva with lowered brows
This prompted some local gentlemen who couldn't bear to see poor orphans to donate money to give these orphans better living conditions, so that they could live even better than if they had their biological parents by their side!
Such a kind and gentle face, like a Bodhisattva with lowered eyebrows!
As for the faces in this charity hall being replaced by new ones every few months, no one pays attention anymore. After all, they wear the same clothes, are about the same age, and aren't their real children, so who cares!
Perhaps she has already found a better job with the help of the charity, and is truly starting a wonderful new chapter in her life!
The patriarch entrusted him with the task of escorting one of the family's future leaders away. The others who accompanied him were all disposable pawns. However, plans can't keep up with changes, and now he has no choice but to flee on his own.
The beauty before him, in the eyes of the Fourth Elder, was dressed in a pencil skirt that was popular these days, showing off her long, slender legs, and a tank top!
Her skin was fair with a hint of red, revealing everything she wanted to see, yet also subtly alluring, making her heart itch with desire.
At this moment, a nameless jealousy surged up like a raging fire, causing the surrounding air to explode violently!
With a roar like a tiger snatching its prey, she cried, "You are mine, no one can take you away, no one can!"
Time seemed to have gone awry before my eyes. I held Rainbow Protector's hand tightly; it was warm and fragrant, and I couldn't bear to let it go.
Time seemed to be out of control from this moment on. His glory was like yesterday. He was once a rare darling of the family, with the strength of the sixth rank peak, which was enough to make countless younger generations look up to him!
However, as time went by, that glory, like the afterglow of the setting sun, gradually faded.
Year after year, spring comes and autumn goes, watching the rising talents of the clan emerge like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, I feel a mix of emotions.
Knowing full well that he was already old, the insurmountable chasm between the sixth level and higher realms had become an insurmountable gap in his life.
Limited by his aptitude, his efforts seemed to turn into endless bubbles. Every attempt to break through was like throwing an egg against a rock, only bringing a heavier sense of frustration.
In the stillness of the night, the Fourth Elder would often secretly sit alone on the quiet, cold stone steps of his mansion, gazing at the starry sky, a profound and indescribable sorrow welling up within him.
He fondly remembers those spirited days when he believed that with passion and relentless effort, he could reach the pinnacle of martial arts.
But now, reality is like a sharp knife, slowly slicing away his dreams and hopes.
Whenever a grand award ceremony is held for a younger generation member of the family, the elders always stand silently in the middle of the crowd with a sincere smile, their eyes, weathered by time, witnessing the prosperity and flourishing of the family.
When the night is still and quiet, loneliness and sorrow surge in like a tide, drowning out the helplessness and jealousy in my heart.
He growled, "Why can't I? Why can't I become the Martial King!"
Why should I try to please the younger generation? If I had used the money from selling the charity hall to buy cultivation resources, would I be on track to become a Martial King by now?
Perhaps a breakthrough has already been achieved!
Perhaps I am Emperor Wu!
I regret it so much.
I hate it!
What suddenly appeared before my eyes was indeed another exquisite picture.
The Fourth Elder saw that the Rainbow Protector before him was like the most brilliant color on the horizon at dawn, formed from the purest spiritual substance in nature, possessing an inviolable holy radiance, and was not to be profaned.
Her figure is light and graceful, like a lily nourished by the morning dew, exuding a faint fragrance and indescribable elegance.
A delicate halter top subtly accentuated her graceful figure, showcasing soft lines, dignity, and poise. The pure white fabric and intricate butterfly patterns, like the gentlest starlight in the night sky, added a touch of mystery and dreamlike quality.
Her skin was as smooth and warm as jade, her long hair flowed like a waterfall, and her eyes conveyed affection without any attempt to hide her love.
Her eyes seemed to hold a thousand words, a deep shyness mixed with a subtle, almost imperceptible flirtation.
A subtle curve appeared at the corner of his mouth, not an obvious smile, but enough to make the Fourth Elder feel an irresistible attraction.
It holds an unspoken challenge and allure, as if it's a silent invitation, or a gentle probe.
A gentle breeze blew by, and the thin strap of the suspender suddenly snapped, revealing a gleaming white glitter!
At this moment, Protector Rainbow was completely unaware, and unconsciously leaned forward slightly!
tank top,
Her skin appeared even whiter and more alluring under the light, as if it were an unintentional display of temptation.
A sense of ethereal purity suddenly arose within her; her eyes held a pitiful, hesitant gaze, as if asking, 'My love, do you love me? Do you cherish me?'
The Fourth Elder nodded abruptly and said urgently, 'I love you, I'm willing!'
The Rainbow Protector seemed to have received a satisfactory answer. Her face flushed, and she whispered affectionately, "If you truly love me, would you please give me your heart? That's what I like most."
Just say yes!
"Okay, okay, I'll give it to you right now. Don't be afraid, girl. I really like you. I'll give you anything you want!"
Protector Hong looked with satisfaction at the Fourth Elder, who had become a pile of skin and bones, devoid of color and life force, and whispered, 'Thank you, my love!'
Elegant, seductive, and sacred, it is like a sweet, blooming poppy!
It's as if she's a high and mighty queen, scrutinizing the servants at her feet who are willing to die for her, enjoying the thrill of plunder and conquest.
Protector Rainbow nodded with satisfaction, as if to say, "For a servant to die for their master is truly their greatest honor!"
They stood there for a full quarter of an hour, their eyes, like ice in an abyss, fixed on the direction where the cult leader was. It was not just fear, but a profound awe and unease about an unknown power.
The Martial Emperor, the Martial Emperor, what a terrifying power! Moreover, it seems unlikely that a new Martial Emperor will be born if the Sect Leader does not die. Protector Rainbow remembers that the Vice Sect Leader unintentionally or intentionally revealed this before his death.
Our Serpent Demon Sect can only have one Martial Emperor! That is our Sect Leader!
If a new Martial Emperor suddenly appears within the sect, it can only mean that the sect leader is dead, and the new Martial Emperor is the new leader!
The unacceptable last words may well be alarmist!
But it doesn't seem unacceptable; those who couldn't accept it are already dead!
Rainbow Protector quickly regained his composure!
Her eyes underwent a dramatic change, as unpredictable as the weather in spring. The fear and awe vanished instantly, replaced by a heartbreakingly pitiful fragility.
Her eyes seemed to hold all the tenderness and sorrow in the world, as well as obedience, a willingness to obey any command of the cult leader. They trembled slightly, delicate and fragile, like petals about to wither, swaying helplessly in the wind and rain.
Emperor Wu is irresistible; no wonder we haven't seen any other vice leaders of the Serpent Demon Cult trying to take advantage of the chaos!
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