Chapter 307: The Final Battle (Part Three)
Under the watchful eyes of hundreds of people, he still managed to play a game of cat and mouse.
Qiao Wan's heart was filled with doubt: How did Cen Qingyou manage to do that?
The young man in front switched hands, firmly gripping Qiao Wan's arm with his left hand. Despite using a considerable amount of force, his smile remained gentle as he softly said, "Xin Yi, you've arrived."
Qiao Wan stopped in her tracks, lifted her face, and calmly asked, "Why is it you?"
Cen Qingyou, not showing any displeasure, looked up at Li Pan and the others who also stopped walking.
As expected, Li Pan, Xiao Boyang, and Xie Xingzhi all stopped because of Qiao Wan in his hands.
Li Pan's gaze remained fixed on the young man in front of him.
The young man was polite and dignified, not like an evil Buddha, but more like a kind-hearted disciple.
He looked at him coldly, knowing full well that the young man in front of him was an old monster that even Ma Huaizhen wouldn't be able to handle. They were old friends from hundreds of years ago, Blue-eyed Evil Buddha.
When Su Rui's gaze touched Cen Qingyou's face, he stopped his attack.
Cen Qingyou and Su Rui locked eyes, and he smirked, "You promised me."
Su Rui lowered his eyes and replied, "I leave it to you." He quickly put away his gun and turned to leave.
In Fang Lingqing's puzzled gaze, Cen Qingyou unexpectedly bowed with his free hand.
"Let's go, I'll take you to see him."
Him?
Who is he?
Fang Lingqing. choked for a moment. Could it be... Su Buhuo?!! And something good like this?!!
Chu Tongzheng. was completely confused and instinctively looked at Li Pan and Xie Xingzhi.
But neither of them reacted, which made her feel a faint chill in her heart, so she didn't dare to say much.
"Actually, there's no need for you to be so nervous." Cen Qingyou. sensed Qiao Wan's body stiffening and slightly loosened his grip. "I promised you to let you see him one last time."
Qiao Wan looked at him, her dark eyes blinking without moving.
She seemed to remember something, but she just pursed her lips and silently tightened the Bodhi bead inside her sleeve, without saying a word.
Contrary to their expectations of confrontation and becoming enemies, Cen Qingyou actually treated them like honored guests and led them all the way to a dilapidated palace without anyone stopping them.
Xiao Boyang's ears were buzzing.
In the demon realm, Cen Qingyou had accumulated great power.
The four walls of this palace are covered in picture frames, reflecting the image of an altar. The altar is not very grand, but there are soldiers busy on it. Below the altar stands a familiar figure.
Mei Kangping, with a mysterious expression, looked at the nearby altar. He tightly closed his fan, and just by looking at his expression, it was hard to tell what he was thinking.
As a green light gradually rose from the center of the altar, Qiao Wan's breath suddenly stopped.
"After seeing this," the palace doors closed from the inside, and Cen Qingyou let go of Qiao Wan's arm. He took a step back and sat down confidently.
His seating position was strategic, right in front of the door.
"Why?" Qiao Wan struggled to look away from the walls, avoiding the gaze of the green figure and focused her gaze on the young man in front of her, asking.
Cen Qingyou remained calm and spoke in a gentle manner, "Because you are my friend, Xin Yi."
Friend, friend.
Qiao Wan, holding the Wen Si Xing Zhu Sword tightly in her hand, suddenly felt a wave of anger, her heart stopping for a moment.
She thought, maybe she remembered everything.
Although the girl's face remained expressionless and her eyes as dark as a ghost, Cen Qingyou could keenly sense that Qiao Wan was angry.
Chu Tongzheng sat down, confused, and quietly asked Fang Lingqing beside her, "What do we do now?"
They were brought by Cen Qingyou to a palace, locked up, and watched the live broadcast on the altar. Can anything be more absurd than this?
Cen Qingyou sat down cross-legged, stayed for a while, and suddenly said, without any reason, "Half an hour left."
Without further explanation, Qiao Wan understood what the other person meant.
He brought her in like this, letting her witness her own biological father's death.
In the center of the altar formation, a green light gradually formed into the shape of a man. He wore a green robe and white shoes, with a calm expression behind his glasses.
Su Buhuo, no, Meng Guangze, still carried a gentle demeanor, with eyes as vast as the ocean. His gaze swept towards Mei Kangping below the altar.
Mei Kangping looked up slightly.
The man smiled, wrinkles forming at the corners of his eyes, as if he whispered something.
After hundreds of years of separation, the two friends were reunited.
Only half an hour remained.
Qiao Wan tightly grasped the Wen Si Xing Zhu Sword, clenching her teeth. What else could she do?
By this time, another team must have already rushed towards the altar. She... she had to stay calm.
Should she forcefully enter?
Cen Qingyou sat at the entrance, with the young man in front of him. Rather than calling him the second young master of the Cen family, it would be more fitting to call him the Blue-eyed Evil Buddha. He still retained a hint of indifference towards her.
The young boy seemed to be filled with an overwhelming sense of superiority, making this slight trace of emotion even more ridiculous.
Perhaps even Cen Qingyou himself didn't realize it, but he looked down on Qiao Wan, or rather, he didn't believe that Qiao Wan could break through his defenses and bring her here. Allowing her to witness the entire unsealing process was his greatest act of kindness and affection.
As things reached this point, she had to force herself to stay calm. Qiao Wan took a deep breath and tried to steady her slightly trembling hand.
In the surprised gazes of Xie Xingzhi and the others, she suddenly stepped forward!
Li Pan made a slight move!
Cen Qingyou raised his eyes and asked gently, "Xin Yi?"
Qiao Wan looked at him and said, "You called me your friend."
The massive canopy reflected the image of two people facing each other, standing and sitting.
Cen Zicheng frowned, "Does this child really think she can persuade him?"
Not even Venerable One Miaofa could make Cen Qingyou turn to goodness. In this moment of crisis, with just a few words, she thought she could persuade him?
In front of everyone's eyes, Qiao Wan suddenly rushed forward, taking a few steps and half-kneeling on the ground, embracing the young boy in front of her!
Gongsun Bingzi was stunned and exclaimed, "It's no use!"
Finally, they figured out what Qiao Wan wanted to do.
The girl's embrace was cold, but Qiao Wan held her tightly. The young boy was suddenly startled, his eyelashes trembling. His vision blurred for a moment, and he instinctively remembered the close embrace they once shared.
It was a warm and solid embrace, simple and natural, unrelated to worldly matters.
On that rainy night, he half-kneeled and gave her a Bodhi seed, holding her cold hand in his.
He also remembered the Water Phoenix Sect—
"Once you gave me a bow, we became friends."
"I, I, I... I can't bear to be without you!"
"Xin Yi, I can't bear to be without you either."
"As long as we have each other in our hearts, we will naturally meet again."
She was his best friend, Xin Yi.
No matter how many people blamed and criticized him, she never gave up on him. It was just that he had given up on himself.
Cen Qingyou couldn't help but smile, he raised his hand and gently pressed down on the Wen Si Xing Zhu Sword hidden in Qiao Wan's arms.
With a twist, the Wen Si Xing Zhu Sword was moved from its original position.
The blade was supposed to stab into his chest.
"Xin Yi, you're useless," Cen Qingyou looked at Qiao Wan without blame in his eyes, "You think hugging me will kill me, but it won't work."
Although Qiao Wan had already anticipated the outcome when she decided to play the emotional card, her heart skipped a beat when her gaze met Cen Qingyou's tightly gripped Wen Si Xing Zhu Sword. She was slightly worried that he might stab her back.
Fortunately, Cen Qingyou didn't do that.
"No," Qiao Wan shook her head. Everything came rushing back to her in that moment, as she looked up with a hoarse voice.
"You guessed wrong."
With that, she opened her arms and hugged the boy in front of her tightly.
Was she wrong?
Qiao Wan had dark and stunning eyes that caught Cen Qingyou's attention. He was surprised and confused, his eyes widened in astonishment.
Suddenly, there were a few soft sounds of "puchi puchi," and then a sharp pain in his chest.
In that moment, Qiao Wan's ribs rapidly grew inside her body, and numerous bone spurs pierced through her thin and weak frame, forming a pair of bone wings behind her spine.
On the icy tundra, someone exclaimed, "It's bone turning into blades!!!"
Those bone wings tore through her muscles, causing Qiao Wan to half-kneel in front of Cen Qingyou. The "wings" wrapped around him and deeply penetrated his body from the side and front.
It was an embrace made from her bones, blood, and flesh.
In an instant, the sky reflected two people tightly embraced, covered in the color of fresh blood.
Cen Qingyou's expression remained frozen in disbelief for a moment, deeply shocked by what he saw.
At this point, Qiao Wan didn't feel pain anymore. She pulled out these oddly shaped ribs and softly said, "I told you you were wrong, Second Young Master."
The surprise on Cen Qingyou's face quickly faded, replaced by a complex emotion that couldn't be put into words. Along with it, the sense of superiority also disappeared.
Xin Yi and Qiao Wan were there.
He underestimated her determination, and he was wrong.
He was shocked by the scene before his eyes, and he didn't feel pain anymore.
Almost at the same time, Li Pan decisively shouted, "Impunity Sword, Unforgivable Sword!" Xie Xingzhi wielded the heavy iron sword and several other objects, rushing out of the hall with Qiao Wan!
As soon as the defense line was broken, several senior martial sisters quickly opened a defensive formation to stop Cen Qingyou from advancing further!
Holding his chest and watching as blood dripped through his fingers, gradually forming a pool of blood, Cen Qingyou moved but did not chase after them.
The first reason was because he was concerned about Li Pan. The man looked calm, but the Unforgivable Sword in his hand was already aimed at him.
As for the second reason...
Cen Qingyou couldn't help but think about his good friend who was still in Kunshan.
Kunshan looked down on her, Demon Emperor Jia Yin looked down on her, Mei Kangping looked down on her.
Later, they all received a taste of Qiao Wan's fierce response and changed their mindset. And this time, with her actions, she once again proved that no one could underestimate her.
From afar, Qiao Wan's figure was like a burning fire, carrying the bravery of "Even if there are thousands of people, I will go forward fearlessly."
She didn't need any help, she could do it on her own for sure.
Oh, the pain from the wounds on his body was unbearable.
