Demonic School Grass: Demon is a Girl

Qiang Mo's pupils tightened, and he immediately rushed to stop Qiang Yan.

But it's too late...

After Qiangyan finished reciting the last syllable, a burst of strong spiritual power instantly erupted from all over his body, pushing Qiang Mo outward, but he was not harmed by the spiritual power.

Qiangyan held Jiang Xunsheng's plain hand tightly, with a smile in the corner of his eyes, his voice was indistinct, but it still reached Qiang Mo's ears completely:

"Momo, we are just a remnant of souls. After leaving the illusion...you have to live well...live, forgive Mom and Dad...there is no way...going with you..."

Qiangyan smiled apologetically, but he didn't expect to see his own child before he lost his mind...

They were absent from her life, and ultimately unable to participate in her future...

Really... not reconciled...

Qiang Mo's eyes were blurred, tears welling up in his eyes. In the cold environment, Bing's heart was completely cold.

"No..., no! Dad, Mom!!"

"Dad!!! Mom! Mom... Mom..."

The girl was surrounded by the green spiritual power, the spiritual power was warm, and she gently stroked the girl's face, wiping away her tears.

Qiang Mo cried hoarsely and kept running towards Qiang Yan, but his spiritual power was like a steel wall, firmly blocking Qiang Mo's face.

The young girl could only watch her relatives slowly disappear in front of her eyes...

Little by little, the figures of the two of them dissipated in the air, leaving nothing behind...

Qiang Mo's throat has become hoarse, his eyes have lost their former lustre, and his low hoarse voice chanted dryly:

"Dad...Mom...don't go..."

She thought she was used to the fact that her parents died.

But when they said goodbye, her heart was far from the peace she had imagined.

After a short reunion, another parting is even more unbearable.

Once again... she lost her father who would hold her on her shoulders, and lost her mother who would cover her hands in the cold winter...

Qiang Mo stared blankly at the place where the two people's figures dissipated, and the spiritual power left by Qiang Yan was still taking her out of the illusion.

As the scene in front of him changed, and when he was about to leave, whether it was an illusion or something else, Qiang Mo faintly saw the silhouettes of Qiang Yan and Qing Yuan, half-floating in the air.

They cuddled tightly together, with a smile on their faces, staring at Qiang Mo lovingly, she heard a sentence, the last sentence:

"Momo, take good care of yourself, don't be afraid, ah."

Qiang Mo's dried-up tears were wetted by tears again. The girl stared at the gradually disappearing figure in the air, wiped her face fiercely, took a deep breath, and quickly adjusted her breathing.

In a few breaths, only Ling Lie was left in Qiang Mo's eyes, and there were only faint traces of tears on his face, proving what had just happened...

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Outside the illusion, Qiangzhai stared at the phoenix lacquer bracelet that was thrown aside, Ye Su looked at Qiangzhai coldly, and at the same time paid attention to the movement of the bracelet.

After a long time, Qiangzhai's tense face gradually eased, and he suddenly burst into laughter:

"Hahahahaha, the dignified underworld master, finally, finally! Finally died in my hands!"

Qiangzhai looked at the bracelet viciously, as if it was the corpse of Qiang Mo, and roared almost morbidly:

"Qiang Mo, that's the name, it has crushed my whole life! All of you Ming clan, including your ignorant old man and mother, who think they saved my life, have the right to decide my life...

You know, every time I see you smiling so happily, I can't help but want to kill you and everything related to you!

Who let...I'm just a shadow of you..."