The death of Bai Chu really happened before Bai Chu, and it was destroyed, without a trace of spiritual soul. If there was no blow to Bai Chu, it would definitely be false.
For more than 100,000 years, he was her closest person, with blood and souls connected. When one day, Bai Chu watched him disappear in front of her, it was like there was no sound in the three realms. She could hear nothing and was willing to listen to nothing.
Unlike the sadness that saw Chi Su disappear in front of him with his own eyes, this loss is not only sad, but also painful. It penetrates into the heart like a sharp blade, and blood splatters everywhere, and the dull pain of blood spreads throughout the limbs and eight bones in an instant.
It seemed that even the surrounding air was stagnant, breathing suffocated, and the heart and lungs were completely unable to exert force.
So, it took her a long time to slowly see the fact that her brother was gone and Chi Su did it. So, let him have his life to taste it.
Choices are always easy.
Perhaps even she herself did not realize how heavy the weight of Bai Qing was in her heart. In order to avenge this revenge and prevent her brother from dying in vain, she could easily throw away Chi Su who she had liked for many years, or she could also put aside her innocence and get married with Van Gogh.
At the wedding of Xuanqiong Realm, she held Chi Su's heart, and in the beating of the fiery heart, she saw a fact.
Chi Su's cultivation level was far less than Bai Qian's. The last attack that day could not hurt him at all, let alone ashes?
Life is like chess, and people in the authorities are always confused and those onlookers are clear.
Bai Chu tried to calm herself down slowly, so she thought about something clearly when she calmed down.
Chi Su was reborn with blood even if he was destroyed. Why couldn't his brother? That day, he clearly said to give her a surprise. The surprise was shock before. Since it was a shock, there must be shock and fright.
It was destroyed, and she was undoubtedly scared.
As for surprises? It’s definitely not as simple as giving her a solid cultivation.
The fox has always been very thoughtful. After thinking about some things, he naturally began to think of other things.
For example, Bai Chu glanced at Fango: "Xin Si's bitch went to Qingqiu, with her purpose on my brother's Seven Star Glazed Stone. I saw through the Three Lives Stone that on the day my brother died, Chang Jue gave me medicine to a cup of tea he handed to my brother."
Van Gogh held her hand and felt her five fingers clench tightly in his palm.
"Things that my brother cannot detect are colorless, tasteless, and can cause harm to my brother. They have to die." Bai Chu's hand pulled out from his palm and looked at him firmly, "I can't think of anything else except the water of the demon pool in your demon world."
A sudden loss of something in his palm, Van Gogh relaxed his fingers and looked at his palm with regret.
Bai Chuzhuo looked at him, "Van Gogh, I want you to tell me in person."
Her slightly thin jaw and snow-white collar made her look a little lonely and indifferent.
The man pursed his lips with thin lips, put his hands behind him, silent for a while, and said, "It's my magic pool water."
Bai Chu's face was calm, as if he had expected it, without surprise, without disappointment, and without any emotional change. The two were already very close to him, and she approached him, and the tip of her shoe was almost on the tip of her shoe, "You won't have any connection with Xin Si. The magic pool water was the long decision you gave me specifically?"
It was clearly a question, but it was very sure of what it said.
"I gave it to him."
"You knew that Changjue had an involvement with my brother more than 100,000 years ago? Did you deliberately tell Changjue that water could hurt my brother?"
"I have burned a few books of the life and death book of the underworld for no reason. I always have to know what is inside." His tone was calm and his voice was faint, as if he was talking about other people's affairs, and he had nothing to do with him. "I gave the water. At that time, the Emperor of Heaven was hidden in your bedroom. Chang Jue happened to be very close to the Fox Emperor."
Bai Chu looked at him, his eyes getting colder and colder, "What do you want."
"Your Highness of the Heavenly Realm will not be injured by the dragon claws for no reason, nor will it appear in Qingqiu for no reason. Some things can be known by just a little push." He glanced at her, his ink-like eyes were deep, "I want to push a handful of fire to make the things between them more chaotic."
Your Highness in the Heavenly Realm was injured by the dragon claws. Once the matter was exposed, it would be that the Heavenly Lord had lost his virtue.
If the heavenly king loses virtue, the immortal world will naturally establish a new master.
Xuanqiong blamed Qingqiu, and wanted Qingqiu to have a gap with the heavens, so he came out to preside over this "justice".
At this time, Van Gogh pushed a handful of fire inside, and took advantage of Qingqiu and Xuanqiong to seriously hurt the Fox Emperor. Qingqiu and Xuanqiong became enemies again. Chi Su lost "fairness" because of hurting the Fox Emperor. In this way, Chi Su's plan to be the Lord of the Three Realms was vain.
The three realms can barely maintain the previous situation where the heavenly realm, the demon realm, the Xuanqiu, the Qingqiu, and the four realms are united together.
Bai Chu looked at him with eyes fixed on his eyes, his expression changed again and again, "So, even though you knew I was deliberately approaching you, you smiled without rejecting it. Do you want to take the opportunity to disintegrate Qingqiu and incorporate it into your demon world?"
Van Gogh slowly curled his lips, and his eyes became darker and darker in his eyes, "Bai Chu, you don't believe me."
"Why should I believe you?" The words were light and light, slightly cool and slightly cold.
His chest tightened slightly, and he saw her golden pupils, and the golden color reflected in his smile became weaker and weaker. "Bai Chu, your brother's cultivation is vast. Even the water in the magic pool will only play some role in him for the time being."
"So you hurt him unscrupulously?" Her face became colder, like the broken ice floating in the Jiuming Cold Pool, which made the cold and cold bones spur people. "So, you know that he died and I took my place, so that I could get closer to me. I had to ask you and rely on you so that you could further enclose me in your palm and control the entire Qingqiu with my hands?"
These words were aggressive, and Van Gogh was choking, and he didn't know how to react for a moment.
"Van Gogh, tell me, are I wrong?"
He looked down at her, his eyes were dim and his face was silent.
"If you don't say anything, I'm not right or wrong." Bai Chu bent the corners of his lips and showed a bitter smile.
He looked at her coldly, his lips tightly pursed like thin blades.
She watched his face become dimmer and she felt all kinds of feelings in her heart, "Van Gogh, how can you believe you if you told me?"
After tens of thousands of years of intercourse, we are very familiar with each other. We don’t need words or actions. We just have a look and keep silent, and we can clearly understand each other.
Van Gogh was silent for a long time and said in a hoarse voice: "I never thought of asking your brother to die."
"Of course I know you didn't think about letting him die!" She suddenly became excited, "Because you knew that no one in this world could let him die! That's why you unscrupulously hurt him with the water of the magic pool!"
"Bai Chu..."
"So, even if you knew that my brother would not die easily, you would not want to talk to me about this topic." Her face was gloomy and terrible. "If I hadn't pretended to be unable to let go of my brother's death, you wouldn't have changed this topic today to please me."
The voice was faint, full of alienation and sarcasm.
I looked up and met his eyes. The ink was as dark as varnish, and my heart suddenly became tight.