"Chengxiao"
"Chengxiao"
As Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue arrived at Qian Chengxiao's side, before Qian Renxue could even embrace him, Bibi Dong directly held Qian Chengxiao, who was wearing a Black Iron Mask, in her arms, murmuring his name.
In the past, being held in Bibi Dong's arms and cared for would have been Qian Chengxiao's greatest wish.
But now, having reached the end of his life, he had let go of everything.
Perhaps, transmigrating to this world, becoming her childhood sweetheart, loving her, and becoming her simp, was a mistake from the start.
Could it be that childhood sweethearts ultimately can't compare to destined encounters?
Or, to be precise, childhood sweethearts can't overcome plot armor.
When he first transmigrated to Douluo, becoming Bibi Dong's childhood sweetheart and being adopted by Chihiro Ji together,
he even felt that he was very happy, that it was an incredibly fortunate thing.
But when Yu Xiaogang appeared, he realized that ten years of companionship and care ultimately couldn't compare to a destined encounter.
He was like a clown, and in Bibi Dong's eyes, perhaps he was just a complete simp.
Being held in Bibi Dong's arms, he let out a heavy breath.
"Finally free."
Hearing these words softly uttered by Qian Chengxiao, who was in her arms, Bibi Dong felt a sense of suffocation.
Her heart felt as if it was being gripped by an invisible hand, the pain making it hard for her to breathe.
"No... no, Chengxiao."
When Bibi Dong came back to her senses, she looked into Qian Chengxiao's dark eyes through the cracked Black Iron Mask.
His eyes were full of relief.
"Father, can I see your face one last time?"
Kneeling to the side, Qian Renxue looked at Qian Chengxiao, who was being held in Bibi Dong's arms, and reached out to remove the mask from his face.
To see the father who was about to disappear from her memory.
"No... don't."
Hearing Qian Renxue's words, the already dying Qian Chengxiao seemed to have a sudden burst of energy, his voice full of panic.
Unfortunately, he was too slow to speak.
To be precise, the Black Iron Mask's mission had been completed.
Before Qian Renxue could even remove the mask, her jade fingers had just touched it, and the cracked mask shattered.
"How... how could it be like this?!"
When Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong saw the face under the mask, their shocked eyes were filled with disbelief.
As for Tang San and the others, at this moment, they stood aside, quietly watching the family of three.
They all knew that the man was not going to live.
Just waiting for this brave man who challenged the gods with a mortal body to protect his wife and daughter, he was worthy of their respect.
After all, Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue could no longer make any waves.
So, they gave them enough time to wait.
Standing aside watching them, Tang San and the others, after seeing Qian Chengxiao's face under the mask, their eyes were filled with disbelief and shock.
Because the face under that mask was completely disfigured, except for a pair of eyes that were relatively intact, even the nose was gone.
That disfigured face, as if burned and melted by fire, was like a ball of kneaded dough, like a monster.
"Your your face"
As she spoke, Bibi Dong reached out and touched Qian Chengxiao's disfigured and somewhat hideous face, her voice trembling, tears streaming down her face.
"Father, why why did your face become like this?"
In Qian Renxue's memory, her father's face was the best-looking face in the world, bar none.
That father who was gentle to her, always sided with her, and loved her, she began to hate after being killed by her mother.
But now, seeing Qian Chengxiao's ruined face, Qian Renxue burst into tears.
She knew that this was her father, the Martial Soul, unique and irreplaceable.
That feeling of blood connection could not be deceived.
But how could her father's face become like this.
"I told you, don't look."
"I don't want you to see me like this"
Hearing Qian Renxue's words, Qian Chengxiao's hoarse voice was full of helplessness.
As for Bibi Dong, from this moment on, no, or rather, when he almost died in her hands, he no longer owed her anything.
This time, he came only for Qian Renxue, and to put an end to his sad life as a simp.
After all, he was also the man of this family.
"Someone used to hate this face of mine, seeing it would make her feel disgusted."
"After accompanying you for a few years, after I disappeared from Spirit Hall, it was destroyed."
Qian Chengxiao's voice was very soft, very soft.
But it fell into Bibi Dong's ears like a thunderclap, causing her body to freeze completely.
"Bibi Dong"
Bibi Dong, who was in a state of collapse and stagnation, heard Qian Chengxiao's call, and slightly regained her senses, hurriedly lowered her head to look at him, and met his eyes.
"Chengxiao, you say"
"You said you hated my voice, so I destroyed my own voice."
"You said you felt disgusted seeing my face, now, I've destroyed it too."
"No, it's not like that..."
"It's not like that..."
Every word Qian Chengxiao spoke was like a piercing sword, stabbing fiercely into her heart, causing her heart to ache to the point of being unable to breathe.
She could only hold him, constantly murmuring.
"You said that destroying a woman's innocence is like taking her life."
"This time, I've completely returned this life to you."
"From now on, we owe each other nothing."
"No, it's not like that..."
"Chengxiao, it's not like that..."
"It's me, it's me who has always been in debt to you."
Listening to Qian Chengxiao's words, Bibi Dong felt as if ten thousand arrows were piercing her heart. The pain and regret in her heart were even more painful and unbearable than when she led Spirit Hall to lose to Tang San.
Bibi Dong held Qian Chengxiao and murmured in pain, "Chengxiao, I was wrong, I really know I was wrong..."
"Next life, next life let's be together, I'll be your ox and horse to serve you, okay?"
"Next life?"
"Hehe..."
Hearing Bibi Dong's words, Qian Chengxiao laughed.
The laughter was full of self-deprecation as he said, "Forget about the next life."
"If we could do it all over again, I hope I never meet you again."
"No more love, there will be no more love."
Lying in Bibi Dong's arms, Qian Chengxiao's eyes gradually lost their luster, and his pupils slowly dilated.
"Father!!!"
Watching Qian Chengxiao, who had lost his breath in Bibi Dong's arms, Qian Renxue broke down and cried.
And Bibi Dong, after hearing the words Qian Chengxiao said, was in a daze, completely collapsing.
"No, it's not like that, it's not like that..."
Feeling Qian Chengxiao slowly losing his breath in her arms, Bibi Dong kept murmuring, wanting to refute his words, but she was unable to refute.
And Qian Renxue, looking at the scene before her, was speechless for a long time, tears silently streaming down her cheeks.
(End of Chapter)