Douluo Continent: My Sharingan is a bit unorthodox

The cat's claws that he pierced the chest of Hatred Heaven himself.

Zhu Zhuqing's clone was clearly somewhat stunned.

Just now, Hatred Heaven's hammer was clearly aimed at its own cat paw.

I was also somewhat surprised.

Ye Qiu and Zhu Zhuqing were sitting next to them.

A hint of understanding flashed in Ye Qiu's eyes.

Swish!

The sound of the blue silver flying hammer cutting through the air rang in the ears of Zhu Zhuqing's clone.

Hatred shone in Tian's pale blue eyes.

A hint of pain and determination flashed across his face.

Just as Zhu Zhuqing's clone was about to withdraw, the limp hammer handle fell to the ground.

It has already grown out from under Zhu Zhuqing's clone's feet through the second soul skill.

It directly entangled the clone.

Bang!

The blue silver flying hammer slammed heavily into the face of Zhu Zhuqing's clone.

As her body flew backward.

Henyu Tian pulled the hammer handle back to him and swung his first soul skill again.

Bang!

Under the successive, lightning-fast attacks, Zhu Zhuqing's clone shattered.

puff!

A muffled thud was heard.

The wounded Henyu Tian knelt on the ground, unable to even lift the blue silver flying hammer in her hands.

Her neat black short hair was plastered on her face, and she turned her head to look in Ye Qiu's direction with a pale smile.

"Senior Ye Qiu, is this... enough?"

Ye Qiu helped Zhu Zhuqing up, came to Hen Qiutian, squatted down, and looked at the wound on her hand.

Under her intense gaze, he gently shook his head.

"Not even close."

"Almost there...cough cough!"

Henyu Tian coughed up blood, clutched his chest, and slowly tried to stand up.

"Xiao Tian..."

Zhu Zhuqing wanted to step forward to help him, but ultimately did not disturb Ye Qiu's work.

"Senior Ye Qiu, I... I can still fight."

Hate Tian gritted her teeth, the metallic taste of blood in her mouth stimulating her nerves.

"No need to fight anymore."

Ye Qiu pressed her head down, his eyes now transformed into an eternal kaleidoscope.

"look at me!"

Ye Qiu's calm voice made Hen Qiutian unconsciously focus his attention.

The blood-red color came into view.

Hen Qiutian was momentarily stunned, his pale face flushed red, and his blood flow accelerated.

Just for a moment.

That feeling of budding romance vanished without a trace.

Hen Qiutian froze on the spot, his eyes fixed on Ye Qiu's Sharingan.

They had already fallen into an illusion.

She has now reached her limit, to the point where she no longer has time to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

Ye Qiu used illusion magic...

He wove a beautiful dream of revenge for her.

With Ye Qiu's help, they stormed the Haotian Sect and faced the dying Tang Xiao.

And his heartfelt repentance.

What choice will Hatred Heaven make?

This is Ye Qiu's real test... a test that takes place in real time!

After half a ring.

Hen Tian had emerged from the illusion, and his exhausted body fell straight to the ground.

Zhu Zhuqing quickly hugged him.

She asked Ye Qiu, "Husband, should we help her or not?"

"Tsk~ It seems that her hatred for the Haotian Sect and Tang Xiao is much deeper than we imagined."

Ye Qiu pinched his chin.

Unexpectedly, she actually managed to grind Tang Xiao to dust in the illusion.

It was scattered in the air and drifted away with the wind.

"Does my husband mean... you've already agreed to help her?"

Zhu Zhuqing's voice rang out with a hint of joy, expressing deep sympathy for Qiu Hentian's plight.

If she could get help from her husband.

I'm sure I can get my revenge.

However, if she is not under her husband's control and there is a risk of backlash, Zhu Zhuqing will not force her.

"That's right..."

Ye Qiu smiled strangely.

In that illusion, he clearly took Hen Qiutian as his student directly.

Every day is grueling training...

But what's with all those wooden carvings of herself all over her room?

Ye Qiu's lips twitched slightly; he really wanted to be a good teacher!

"Husband, what's wrong with you?"

Zhu Zhuqing had already held Henqiu Tianheng in her arms, looking at the strange expression on Ye Qiu's face...

He couldn't help but ask with concern.

"It's nothing, let's go... let's go back to the Divine Might Space first. I was a little unfair to you tonight."

Ye Qiu put his arm around Zhu Zhuqing's waist, looked at Hen Qiutian in her arms, and said apologetically.

"It's alright, my husband."

"I'm willing to do anything just to be with you... not just those shameful things."

Zhu Zhuqing blushed and shook her head; she didn't feel she had suffered any loss.

She was quite happy to be able to help Henyu Tian.

"My Zhuqing is still the most understanding."

Ye Qiu smiled and gently tapped Zhu Zhuqing's face, activating his divine power.

The three figures had already disappeared from the spot.

Inside the Divine Might Space.

Zhu Zhuqing had already settled Henqiu Tian on the bed, and Ye Qiu placed his hand on her forehead.

Using the Blue Silver Emperor's first soul skill, Endless Life.

Healing the hatred of heaven.

Half an hour passed.

Her injuries had mostly healed.

Zhu Zhuqing was quick-witted and noticed first the torn clothes on Hen Qiutian's chest.

Quickly take out the clothes to cover up the small hill.

Then she turned to look at Ye Qiu.