Chapter 377 Go home with dad!

The beautiful sunset shone on the blood-covered man and woman, allowing them to get enough warmth from the cold. Or perhaps, they were no longer cold.

They gave each other the warmest embrace and the hottest heart. She hugged him and he hugged her. They were inseparable.

Although the sunset is beautiful, it is almost dusk.

The brief sunset is like the fleeting tenderness of this couple, cruel and bloody.

When the last ray of sunlight quietly left the church, a wave of icy coldness swept over the two of them again. They fell into an abyss, and the ice was biting.

But right now——

A man who was as warm as the sun appeared in Chu He's life.

He arrived in time at the moment when the sunset quietly left, bringing even more scorching warmth to the Chu River.

He is Chu Lin.

Chu He is the only blood-related relative in his life.

He is of medium height. He is not as slender as Chu He.

His face is also regular and featureless.

Even his hair, which should never be gray at his age, fell into the cliché.

But he. Chu Lin.

The most powerful military king in China in the past century, Baicheng Qinglong, who once caused military influence all over the world, appeared calmly and without warning like a god descending from the sky.

From the moment he appeared to this moment, his eyes never left the pair of men and women in blood. Even if the ground was full of corpses, as tragic as a battlefield filled with gunpowder smoke. In his eyes, there was only that pair of men and women, the pair he cared about.

Men and women who do not tolerate harm from others.

They were tortured in an unnatural way, as if they were being nailed alive. It was too horrible to watch.

His brows frowned deeply. He knew that he was late.

Came too late.

The resolute heart that had been dormant for more than twenty years gradually relaxed at this moment until it was completely revived.

The sleeping drunken dragon wakes up. Even the earth will tremble!

"Chulin!"

The pope's eyes, which were still abnormally dull even when he was beheading the man and woman, suddenly flashed with deep hatred. He stepped forward in two steps and growled: "You are finally here!"

He's finally here!

The Pope has waited too long!

Finally waited for the enemy who killed his son!

At the same time, the Muse also appeared in this church. Standing in a very clever position. It was some distance from the core, but not too far.

He appeared.

Peter would naturally follow him. He followed Muse step by step. In addition to being shocked by the pair of men and women who remained faithful until death, he was more curious about the man who suddenly appeared.

who is he?

The legendary Qinglong of Baicheng. Is he the strongest military king in the world who shocked the world?

In terms of age, he is only in his early fifties. Considering his physical fitness and strength, why is he so full of hair at the age of fifty?

"Father, is he Baicheng Qinglong?" Peter asked extremely curiously.

"Yes." Muse stared intently at Chu Lin, who could be called unremarkable in terms of appearance. He pursed his lips and said, "He is the Baicheng Qinglong who shocked the world. The number one person on the Heavenly List, Chu Lin."

"It doesn't look like it." Peter frowned. "It really doesn't look like it."

"Indeed," Muse said meaningfully. "Just like the Pope and not like the Pope."

Peter was startled, understanding the meaning of his father who had adopted him and preached for him.

Chu Lin seemed to be slow, but in fact he came to the man and woman in a blink of an eye. He was silent, his eyes agitated. He stretched out his rough palms, lifted Chu He's chin with one hand, and supported it with the other hand.

Xiao Wanqing's forehead said to the dying man and woman: "You are still very young."

Then, his eyes fell on the face of his only precious son, who was as pale as paper, and a touch of warmth appeared on his ordinary face: "Don't you always want to see me take action? I'll show you now."

He turned around and walked towards the Pope without any hesitation——

Every step he took would leave a deep footprint on the hard floor.

Every time he took a step, the empty and solid church would tremble slightly.

He walked more steps. Peter in the distance actually stepped back inexplicably. As a strong rule man, Peter considered whether this was a psychological effect or whether it was purely due to his aura. So he decided to move forward and return to

original position. But he failed.

He can't walk.

Can't even move a step.

His legs were motionless as if they were bound by tens of millions of tons of steel balls.

Thick beads of sweat oozed from his forehead. His back was instantly soaked. He clenched his hands into fists, but could only freeze in place, unable to move.

Bang.

Wherever Chu Lin passed, the sound of explosions sounded in the air without warning. But he still walked steadily towards the Pope without any change.

Peter saw the problem. But he didn't know where the problem lay.

Muse saw what the problem was!

As a Skybreaker, he could not see Chu Lin's realm at all!

Is Chu Lin the Skybreaker?

If so, why can't I see it myself?

no?

So what is he?

Freak?

Chu Lin suddenly increased the distance between his steps. The strong wind in the air suddenly intensified. There was a sound like a tornado. It was shocking!

Three steps later, he walked to the Pope and uttered one sentence: "Hurt my son?"

"die."

boom!

The heavy sword was suddenly held in the palm of his hand. He raised his head without any fancy, and then slashed down hard!

Whoosh!

The moment Chu Lin took action, the Pope, who felt the strong pressure, suddenly jumped back and avoided the direct attack of the epee.

But--

When he retreated out of the attack range, hoping to avoid Chu Lin's powerful sword, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and shook violently.

Bang bang bang!

Where the heavy sword landed, the blade seemed to possess tens of millions of tons of power. At the same time as the floor cracked, it suddenly split several meters forward, forming a huge ravine that spread all the way behind the Pope!

Phew!

Before the mouthful of blood stopped, the Pope's second mouthful of blood spurted out. His face was extremely pale. There was also a deep look of astonishment in his eyes. He could not control himself.

Isn't he also the one who breaks the sky?

Isn’t the Skybreaker the limit of human beings?

Why--

Why is it that the strength he displays is not like what a Skybreaker can possess?

Buzz!

Chu Lin swung the heavy sword with one hand.

This sword he slashed across. It was still a sword without any fancy!

Keng!

The Pope blocked with his horizontal sword. But as soon as the sword edge came into contact with the heavy sword in Chu Lin's hand, it instantly turned into fragments and burst into pieces. The sword intent, which was as dense as substance, slashed hard at his waist. There was a violent explosion.

pain.

Bang!

With a sword across his waist, the high-ranking Pope was thrown away, and he fell heavily onto the wall.

Perhaps the force was too great. The collision actually made a huge hole in the wall. The Pope was also trapped deep in it, making it difficult to escape.

Of course, this sword directly cut his waist open, and a fountain-like blood gushed out from the wound as big as a bowl. Even if he could still break free from the hole, he might not have the strength to fight anymore.
To be continued...