Douluo: I heard that Disaster is a waste?

The Great Elder paused, his eyes tinged with murderous intent, "The silver-haired baby girl in your arms is the source of the Qian family's disaster, she will definitely die!"

Qian Renxue's eyes were red, and she kept shaking her head, "No, no, you guys are lying to me, my father won't die, and my sister isn't a disaster, she didn't do anything, how could she be a disaster!"

The Great Elder didn't want to argue with Qian Renxue any more, so he walked towards her step by step with his sword in hand. The red cloak behind him fluttered without wind, and the pressure from the powerful man was revealed bit by bit.

Qian Renxue's face turned pale instantly, and the hands holding the baby girl kept shaking. She was obviously in great pain, but she was still unwilling to let go of the baby girl in her arms.

Although Qian Renxue was only ten years old, she was already a level 35 soul master and could still hold it in. But Qian Yuehuan was just a baby girl who was less than a month old and could not withstand such pressure at all.

The baby girl began to cough violently and soon coughed up blood.

The Great Elder had a ferocious look on his face and pressed forward step by step. Qian Renxue held Qian Yuehuan in her arms and refused to let go.

Qian Yuehuan was very touched, but she could not cry because it was her helpless baby who was suffering.

"enough!"

A low and suppressed voice sounded, and a gust of wind blew towards the Great Elder. His face changed and he withdrew his pressure in an instant.

Qian Daoliu appeared in front of Qian Renxue, facing the Great Elder, and said expressionlessly, "I will take care of the baby girl's matter myself, so there is no need for you to worry about it."

Qian Renxue felt safe when she saw her grandfather appear. She pulled Qian Daoliu's sleeve uncomfortably and choked up, "Grandpa, don't let the elder take my sister away. My sister is not a disaster. She has done nothing wrong."

The Great Elder snorted coldly, "Qian Daoliu, you are a member of the Qian family. You know the Qian family's ancestral precepts. If a silver-haired baby girl is born in the direct bloodline, she must be killed. Even if this is your little granddaughter, you can't break the rules!"

Qian Daoliu clenched his hands and closed his eyes for a long time before he exhaled, "I know."

Changing the subject, he responded, "The silver-haired baby girl was killed. This is also one of my duties as the chief priest."

Qian Renxue's pupils widened in shock. She pulled Qian Daoliu's clothes helplessly and choked, "Grandpa, you can't do this. This is my sister. You can't kill my sister."

The baby girl in her arms didn't cry or make a fuss, and Qian Yuehuan was even ready to be killed.

The sooner you die, the sooner you will be reborn. No one in this world likes you anyway.

You are wrong. I have a sister who is reluctant to let me die.

Qian Yuehuan felt a little sad. If she died, her sister would be sad.

However, Qian Yuehuan was a little fortunate that she had only been with Qian Renxue for a short time, only one month. Maybe Qian Renxue would completely forget about her sister after a few years.

This is something to be thankful for, but for some reason, Qian Yuehuan suddenly wanted to cry.

The Great Elder's expression became better after hearing Qian Daoliu's words. "You actually know why you tried to stop me from killing this silver-haired baby girl."

Qian Daoliu pursed his lips, a complex expression flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "Give me some time, let me fulfill my duty as a grandfather, and then I will kill her with my own hands."

"Okay! Then I'll believe you this time!"

The elder took back the sword in his hand and said, "I'll give you a month. If you can't kill the baby girl yourself, I'll do it. By then, you can't have any objections!"

Qian Daoliu closed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Okay"

This "OK" simply determined Qian Yuehuan's ending.

After receiving the promise, the great elder no longer made things difficult for others and left in a mighty manner with the young disciples of the Qian family.