Douluo: Senior Sister is too popular, what should I do?

Chapter 107

Wu Tan never bothered to lie to her, if he said it would hurt, it would definitely hurt.

The majestic life force poured into her body in an instant, and this riddled body was like a fragile dam, which was instantly washed away by the turbulent torrential torrents. Her blood vessels were cracked all over her body, and her bones were shaking rapidly. During the contraction, there was a sound of "krakkala", and the severe pain beyond the limit of the human body caused her body to convulse uncontrollably. After a while, she completely lost her strength and slid down the pool wall, submerged in blood.

On the verge of dying, she saw the royal court of the abyss again.

The bronze palace was trembling violently because of her turbulent sea of ​​consciousness, but it was not collapsing, but rising from the ground with deafening roars, and the copper pillars piercing the sky and the earth stood like rusty Giant skeletons, with tentacles with human-faced suckers dancing around them, uttering illusory and chaotic ravings, as if ecstatic, but also trembling to express surrender.A corner of the dome of the star sea collapsed, and the dark seawater poured down from the gap, eroding the shackles cast by the brilliant stars. The girl on the cross trembled slightly, as if she was about to open her eyes in the next moment.

— don't think about it.

She gritted her teeth and cursed a dirty word: "Stop fucking howling!"

She took materials from the spot, and casually tore off a few tentacles that were still happily waving in the air, strangled them to the cross, pointed to one that was particularly active, and ordered coldly: "Go again!" Make a sound and I'll stuff you into His mouth."

The tentacles seemed to be frightened by her arrogance, afraid that she would really do such an act of blasphemy to their gods, they curled up and drooped tremblingly, looking a little aggrieved, she beat them all It became a knot, tied His limbs and neck, tied Him tightly, wiped off the rotten and smelly pus on her hands that seemed to ooze from a long-dead corpse, if she had a gun in her hand now , will definitely hit his head twice without hesitation.

She took a step back and stared viciously at the face in front of her that was exactly the same as her own, like a dying but still fierce little leopard.

Footsteps sounded on the cast-iron stairs, and the bright flames gushing out from the furnace illuminated the face of the person who came. He looked only thirty or forty years old, but there was a faint gleam in those deep eyes that faintly flowed with gilded light. The vicissitudes of life show that he is no longer young, just like a tree that is still tall and straight in the cold winter, but its branches and leaves have withered.

Wu Tan bowed slightly to him in greeting: "My lord."

Knowing why he came, he opened the gate behind him that was deformed by the violent leaking force, and turned sideways to make way for him.

The pool of blood looks calm, but inside it contains the power of bursting like lava. When every turbulent bubble explodes, the splashed tiny water droplets will make people feel a little burning pain when they fall on the exposed skin. The pain of being submerged in it can be imagined, the girl has completely passed out, her long hair is floating on the water, her forehead hair is wet with blood and cold sweat, sticking to her cheeks, and the end of her hair is also smudged with coquettish red , like a seaweed that draws nutrients from flesh and blood.

"What's going on?" Qian Daoliu stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes flicked from her painful face, and fell on her petite body like a child. mood.

"When dragons approach adulthood, due to their unstable strength, they will temporarily regress back to their infancy, which is a special stage called the egg-returning period." Wu Tan's mood was not as serious as his, and he explained in a relaxed tone. "This is affected by the dragon blood, and it will recover when she succeeds in promotion."

"This means that the proportion of dragon blood in her body is constantly increasing, right?" Qian Daoliu sighed, "Is it my child who wakes up this time, or a monster?"

"She is much tougher than you imagined, and she will not be swallowed by power." Wu Tan said calmly, and then smiled again, with a hint of joking, "Or are you afraid that she will imitate His Majesty the Pope? Killing relatives?"

He spoke respectfully, politely, but there was no sense of respect in his words, and he casually talked about the death of Chihiro Ji, which was called a taboo in the Spirit Hall.

He stretched out his hand, curled his fingers in the air to make a grasping gesture, and clasped her neck weakly: "Then it's too late to break her cervical spine now."

"Won the high-level soul master elite competition that everyone is looking forward to with an absolutely strong posture. With you and the Cangyin Knights building momentum for her return, the name of the princess will soon resound throughout the entire continent. In this case Kill her, I'm afraid those swordsmen who stir up the situation will create a hundred and eighty conspiracy theories about the power struggle in Wuhundian."

"That's something His Majesty should be worried about. You have been away from the world for a long time, and you are her real grandfather. Who would suspect you?" The fire light danced faintly in Wu Tan's eyes, and his tone was indifferent. It is a good deal for you to kill potential threats and give the Pope a headache."

"If I was the same person I was 20 years ago, I would probably do this. But I am too old, and I have long since lost the courage and determination to fight against this old and decayed world. Only She can inherit." Qian Daoliu smiled wearily, "What's more, my only son is dead, and she and Xue'er are the only relatives I have left in this world. It doesn't matter if she is a monster or not, and it doesn't matter if she inherits or not. Don't admit it, she is my granddaughter."

He stepped into the pool, waded through the water, took off his white robe to wrap her around her, hugged her into his arms, and gently stroked her hair, regardless of the blood staining his hands: "She and Her mother really looks like a new flower blooming on the ruins."

At this time, Sang Xia's eyebrows trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes as if waking up from a big dream, her eyes were blank.

Qian Daoliu's heart sank.

Because of fatigue and weakness, the eyes were still shrouded in hazy mist, the right eye was still a clear and quiet orange blue, but the left eye was as brilliant and gorgeous as the melting gold of the setting sun. There is a clear imprint of the cross star, which meets the pupil, like the cold vertical pupil of a reptile.

The strong smell of blood lingered at the tip of her nose. She rolled her eyes, and it took a while to recover from the dizziness. The left eye was still foggy and dark, but the sight of the right eye had become clear, and the out-of-focus blur faded away. The blazing furnace, dense gears, and ferocious beast-like steel brackets came into her eyes again.

She looked down at her short hands and feet, and tried to move her joints. She felt a dull pain in the compressed and folded bones, but she breathed a sigh of relief. It was better in the imagination, at least it didn't directly turn into a dragon cub.

"Sangsang?" Qian Daoliu called her name in a low voice, his arms tensed.

He wasn't sure who it was that woke up.

"Old man," Sang Xia realized that it was Qian Daoliu who was holding her, and coughed out a mouthful of blood with difficulty, "You're not dead yet."

She raised her head, and suddenly froze, her face was reflected in Qiandao's worry-filled pupils, and those treacherous pupils of different colors were clearly visible.

　(grandfather) father loving (grandson) daughter Xiaoqian's family, and the egg return period of dragons are privately set up, because I am an earth dog and I love to see human cubs ()
　　
　
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