She was afraid that if she didn't watch it again, she might not have the chance to watch it.

The gods gathered ten geniuses to chase her, and now Lu Ci can no longer escape.

Lean on the trunk of a tree, close your eyes, and calm your emotions.

After a long time, Lu Ci wiped his blood-stained hands on his clothes, and then took out the letter paper in the envelope.

The bloody moonlight is lingering.

Lu Ci looked at the letter, and on the mysterious letter paper, his father Lu Mangran's familiar font was presented.

"Ci'er, when you see this letter, your father may have passed away. Don't be sad. This is the choice of father. Nowadays, the human race has reached a critical moment. When my father rushed to Qingzhou, he was mentally prepared. However, the one who was most concerned about and worried about you is the one who is most worried about..."

The content of the letter is actually very simple and not complicated. It’s just that Lu Mangran was chatting with Lu Ci, with very warm words and peaceful stories, but the lines were filled with Lu Mangran’s apology.

However, when Lu Ci saw the first word, tears couldn't stop flowing down.

She once had a warm and happy home.

However, now that the family is gone, Lu Ci is left alone.

She became an orphan in the world, without her parents and relatives.

The root of all this is caused by this troubled time.

It is all caused by the oppression of the human race by alien races.

Lu Ci was not discouraged or collapsed. In other words, she had adjusted her mind over these days, and she was no longer the fragile Lu Ci that she was the one before.

The hands holding the letter were trembling, causing the entire piece of letter paper to tremble.

The bloody moonlight spread, making Lu Ci feel that every word on the paper is scattering blood.

"Ci'er, don't resent this world. Being born in this era is our sorrow. When each of us strives to change this era, don't let the sorrow of the times become the sorrow of everyone."

"At the end of the letter, Dad hopes that you will always be happy and smile brightly. Dad... I'm sorry."

The letter has been read.

This letter from home is full of Lu Mengran's reluctance and sadness towards Lu Ci.

It can be imagined how hard it was to let go of Lu Mangran when he wrote this letter.

You can imagine a father writing a farewell letter to his daughter under the candlelight.

Lu Ci folded the letter, put it in the envelope, and carefully put it back on the lace of the clothes on his chest.

"Don't let the sorrow of the times become the sorrow of everyone..."

"Dad, I will definitely become stronger! I will work hard to change this era!"

Lu Ci was extremely firm, and she rekindled her faith.

Now, she wants to become stronger, she wants to become stronger completely!

Suddenly, Lu Ci's mind trembled.

"senior?!"

"Senior Zhurong!"

Lu Ci wiped away her tears and said in surprise.

"Yeah, it's me."

A misty voice sounded in her mind, responding to her.

Fang Ark's expression was a little complicated, and he didn't expect that Lu Ci's change would be so great.

"Senior Zhurong, I will definitely work hard to practice. I want to become stronger... I want to become stronger quickly!"

"I want revenge, I want to kill all the aliens!"

Lu Ci gritted his teeth and said.

She knew that the only one who could help her become stronger... was this mysterious senior Zhu Rong!

"good."

The Ark's Path.

With a moving mind, Lu Ci pulled into Chuanwu Palace.

As soon as Lu Ci entered the Chuanwu Palace.

She sat cross-legged, her eyes were as bright as stars. She raised her head, looked at the phantom above her head, and pursed her lips.

And Fang Ark looked down at Lu Ci in the sky above the Chuanwu Hall.

"How many alien races have you killed and how much blood have you sucked?"

A misty voice resounded.

Lu Ci bit his lip and did not hide it: "As these days, I have fought in Qingzhou, killing seven god monks who have committed crimes, eight demon monks who have slaughtered the village, and in front of the ancient Taixu Palace, killing one god genius who has absorbed the essence and blood of sixteen creatures!"

Lu Ci wants to become stronger now, but she can only rely on the opportunity to transfer flowers and trees.

She was afraid that senior Zhu Rong would think that she was too murderous and wanted to take her back to transplant flowers and trees.

In the Chuanwu Palace, the atmosphere condensed.

Lu Ci only felt the sound of his heart pounding, like thunder.

She was nervous.

for a long time.

The mysterious phantom above the Chuanwu Palace looked at her deeply.

Raise your hand and brush your fingers.

Lu Ci only felt an invisible breath gushing out from her body, wailing, crying, cursing, and roaring...

One after another, resentment and essence and blood rose from the residual spiritual will to the essence.

Over the martial arts palace.

The mysterious figure raised his hand and clenched it.

Many resentment and residual spiritual will burst out!

Flying ashes annihilated.

Lu Ci's pupils dilated and he took a deep breath.

And in her ears, a quiet and peaceful voice resounded.

"Alien race, just kill me, you don't need to worry about the resentment and the remaining spirit."

"I'm here for everything."
Chapter completed!