Douluo mainland: I am Qian Renxue's fiancé

Chapter 9 Meeting Qian Renxue for the First Time

The next morning.

After walking out of the forest, the two came to live in a village with people for one night, and after finding out the location of the Wuhun Temple.

Then he set off and flew in the direction of Wuhundian.

It would have taken several days to travel, but the two arrived in Wuhun City in just a few minutes.

Looking at the surrounding buildings full of western style.

Zi Jun, who was wearing a white jade suit, walked in with his hands behind his back and Xiao Hui.

Ten minutes later, the two arrived outside the gate of Wuhun Hall.

Just as I was about to go in, I was stopped by the guards on the side.

"The important place of Wuhun Hall, no one else is allowed to enter!"

Glancing at the serious-looking soldier, Zi Jun didn't make things difficult for him.

After all, as a guard, this is his job.

If you feel that someone is bad because of a warning out of your own job.

Then this person must be sick!
Who is a normal person who cares so much about you?
"My name is Zijun, please inform me."

Hearing Zijun's name, the guard thought for a while.

Immediately, he bowed down to see the Tao with a respectful expression.

"My lord, please, the Pope has been waiting for you for a long time."

Looking at the guard in surprise, Zijun smiled with his hands behind his back.

"As expected of Bibi Dong, the efficiency of this work is high, thank you for your hard work."

After being polite, Zi Jun and Xiao Hui lifted their feet and walked in.

When I came to the door of the main hall, I just wanted to open the door and go in.

But he was blocked by two figures.

"Stop! This is the Spirit Hall, what are you two doing here?"

Seeing the figure blocking the way in front of him, Zi Jun smiled with his hands behind his back.

"You guys are Juhuaguan and Guimei. This temperament is really flamboyant."

Hearing that Zijun recognized them at a glance, but his expression was still calm.

For a moment, the two couldn't help but think highly of him.

After all, knowing the names of the two of them, they can still be so calm and calm.

This little guy either has a strong family behind him, or he is very confident in the strength of the people around him.

Thinking of this, Ju Huaguan covered her mouth and smiled.

Looking aside, Xiao Hui, the arrogant god with long gray hair and shirtless.

"I don't know your son's surname?"

"My name is Zijun."

Zijun responded patiently.

Hearing the word Zijun, Juhuaguan and Ghost looked at each other.

His eyes were full of horror.

After all, Bibi Dong had already given orders for Zijun's origin in the Spirit Hall.

Now Zijun's name is known to everyone in the upper echelons of the Wuhun Hall.

Turning sideways to get out of the way, Ju Douluo and the two respectfully bowed down to welcome them.

"Your Highness is welcome to the Spirit Hall, His Excellency the Pope is inside, please come in."

Carefully pushing open the door of the main hall for Zijun, Zijun nodded with a smile.

——This Wuhundian...isn't as bad as imagined. Sure enough, in the original book, it was all forcibly degraded to become the big villain.

It's just that what Zijun doesn't know is that most of the people in Wuhundian are bullying and fearing hard.

After all, this is human nature. When encountering someone stronger than oneself, one will naturally subconsciously give in.

Those who dare to resist are only found in novels.

anyway.

If Wuhundian hadn't been forcibly demoted, grass would have grown on Tang San's grave.

Still want to become a god?To overthrow Wuhundian?Even your Hao father can't cover you.

Walking into the hall, Bibi Dong was the only one sitting on the throne in the empty hall.

"I have seen the Pope."

Walking to the front, Zijun saluted respectfully.

After all, this is the mother of his future lover.

For Qian Renxue's sake, the face that should be given must be given.

On the contrary, Xiao Hui at the side still maintained a haughty attitude.

It is impossible for him to salute a mortal!

After all, this guy is the master that no one but the five supreme kings look down upon.

certainly!And Zijun!
Leaving aside his status, he can inherit the throne of Shura at the age of six!
This kind of abnormality is not something he, a first-level god, can only despise.

He got up and walked off the stage quickly, leaning over to help Zi Jun up.

Bibi Dong said politely with a smile all over her face.

"There is no need to be so polite, you and I will be a family in the future, just treat this as our own."

Standing up straight, Zi Jun looked at Bibi Dong who was much taller than him and asked.

"Where is Xueer? Where is she? I want to see her."

As soon as Zijun finished speaking, Bibidong sent someone to bring Qian Renxue over.

A few minutes later, a little loli, wearing a golden princess dress, with long golden hair and delicate features, walked in.

"Mother."

A milky female voice sounded, and Zi Jun looked in the direction of the voice.

Thump Thump Thump Thump!
The moment he saw Qian Renxue, Zijun seemed to be able to hear his own heartbeat.

amazing!It's amazing!

What he never expected was that Qian Renxue looked so charming when she was a child.

The immature Adam's apple rolled a bit.

Zijun stared straight at Qian Renxue and said nervously.

"You... hello, my name is Zijun."

Walking up to Qian Renxue, Zi Jun stretched out her small hand and said in greeting.

Seeing the person coming, Qian Renxue carefully sized Zijun in front of her.

A pair of pure and bright eyes, the aura flowing in the eyes is as bright as the stars.

On the face that was [-]% similar to the God of Destruction, there was a third of the friendly charm of the God of Life.

Let the already handsome little face shine even brighter.

Purple-white medium-length hair, with a dull hair on top of his head.

Handsome with a touch of cuteness.

Qian Renxue lowered her head with a rosy face.This was the first time someone greeted her warmly.

—Is he my future husband?Seems to be doing fine so far....

Qian Renxue smiled shyly in her heart.

Looking at the lovely loli Qian Renxue in front of him, Zi Jun grasped her hand and said softly.

"From today on, no one can neglect you anymore, no one can use you anymore, because... I am here."

While speaking, Zi Jun released his twenty million-year soul rings!

The platinum soul ring composed of complex inscriptions rose from Zijun's feet!

A suffocating coercion permeated the hall!
--What!This... this is possible!An unprecedented soul ring configuration!
Is this the child of God!

Bibi Dong looked at Zi Jun in shock, and the cold sweat on her cheeks could not help but emerge.

She raised her head and looked at Zijun who was half a head taller than her.

Qian Renxue couldn't help but be infatuated for a moment...

——Is it the feeling of being cared about?so warm...

Thank you...Zi Jun, no!Cher's future husband...

Put away the soul ring.

Turning his head to glance at Bibi Dong, Zijun took Qian Renxue's hand and walked towards the outside of the hall.

"I'll take Xue'er out for a while first. His name is Xiaohui. Just arrange a place for him. Let's go first."

Before leaving, he pointed to Xiao Hui for a brief introduction, and then disappeared into the hall with Qian Renxue.

He swallowed the saliva in his mouth.

Bibi Dong looked at Xiao Hui with a shocked and curious expression, and asked the haughty Xiao Hui.

"Your Excellency... Your Excellency, why have I never seen the young master's soul ring just now?"

Holding his arms in his arms, he glanced at Bibi Dong contemptuously, and Xiao Hui responded concisely.

"A mortal is a mortal, I really have no experience, that is a million-year soul ring. Before that, find me a place to sleep first."

After listening to Xiao Hui's answer, Bibi Dong's understanding of spirit rings was refreshed once again!
After all, the soul rings she can come into contact with are only 10,000+ years old.

Million-year soul rings only exist in legends!
This is the first time she has seen a million-year soul ring!How can you not be surprised!
In the garden, Zijun and Qian Renxue were sitting on a bench, chatting with each other.

(End of this chapter)