Man in Douluo, Martial Soul Fallen Angel

Chapter 6 Try to Be a Qualified Brother
At noon, Qian Renhan, who was covered in sweat, came to the dining table. At this moment, Qian Xunji and Qian Renxue had already served on the table, and three cushions were placed under Qian Renxue's buttocks.Although Qian Xunji is busy with affairs all day long and doesn't have much time to accompany Qian Renxue, he still has time to eat with his family, otherwise his figure in Qian Renxue's heart would not be so stalwart.

On the big table are various delicacies, including delicacies from the mountains and the sea. The last one is the meat of a hundred-year-old soul beast. However, these century-old soul beasts are also a rare breed with fat and tender meat.

"elder brother!"

Qian Renxue saw Qian Renhan arriving, and immediately ran over, grabbed him and put him on the chair next to her, and then asked: "Brother, why are you sweating so much?"

"Xiaoxue, Xiaohan went to practice swordsmanship." Qianxunji rubbed Qianrenxue's head. He had already received the news from Qiandaoliu, and glanced at Qianrenhan in surprise. He had always thought of this child. He can't see through it and doesn't get close to anyone, but today for the first time, Qian Renxue came to him to learn how to deal with affairs, and he went to practice swordsmanship by himself. At his age, he could still read, if not With this blond hair and a face that was quite similar to his, he had to wonder if his child had turned into an old monster.

Qian Renxue blinked her big eyes and said: "Swordsmanship, brother is going to practice swordsmanship, so brother will take Xiaoxue there too, okay?"

Qian Renhan shook his head and said: "No, swordsmanship must be practiced at a certain age. Xiaoxue is still too childish."

Qian Renxue retorted: "Where can I be? My brother is obviously as big as me, okay? I want my childish brother to be like me."

"My brother is not like you. At least, my brother doesn't know how to play all day long, nor does he know how to pester me all day like you." Qian Renhan nodded Qian Renxue's forehead.

Qian Renxue hesitated for a moment and said: "Then I won't pester brother anymore, can brother take me to practice swordsmanship?"

At this time, Qian Xunji came to the rescue and said, "Okay, okay, Xiaoxue, you are not suitable for practicing swordsmanship now. Can your father take care of you when you are older?"

"Then dad keeps his word."

Qian Renxue still listened to Qian Xunji's words.

"I don't know when mom will come back?"

Qian Renxue, who was cooking, suddenly said, her heart was full of anticipation, her grandfather and father both loved her, and her brother was not as indifferent as before, so only her mother was left.

Qian Xunji felt a knot in his heart. He told Qian Renxue that Bibi Dong had gone to a far away place, the capital of killings. God knows what Bibi Dong would become after passing through that hell on earth. However, he still thought that Bibi Dong's love for the two children could dilute everything, so he replied: "Mom went to a secret realm to experience and gain stronger strength. Dad will tell Xiaoxue when mom comes back."

Qian Renxue asked again, "Did you go to practice to protect Xiaoxue?"

Qian Xunji's smile froze, but he still said bravely: "Yes."

Qian Renhan on the side was silent about Qian Xun Ji's good-natured lies, he just kept his head in his mouth, and he didn't express his opinion on what Qian Xun Ji qjf and Bibi Dong byl did. It took two years to deal with murderous intent, and it took another two years to meet.

Since it was Bibi Dong who gave birth to him, he could only pretend not to see what Bibi Dong did. He said it didn't matter if he put hatred on him for not raising his son, as long as she didn't harm her. Himself, he said that the two of them had never interacted with each other until death, and you could live with yours and I could live with mine, but if she wanted to mess with Wuhun Palace and Qianjia, don't blame him for drawing his sword.

"Brother, brother, did you hear that? Mommy went to practice to protect us." Qian Renxue leaned over again to pull Qian Renhan back from her thoughts.

Looking at Qian Renxue's innocent smile, Qian Renhan frowned slightly. He didn't care, but Qian Renxue didn't seem to be able to. In the original novel, no matter how tough Qian Renxue was and no matter how cruel Bibi Dong was to her, she still longed for Bibi at the last moment. Dong's love, since he is an elder brother, he should let the smile on Qian Renxue's face last longer.

After lunch, Qian Xunji immediately went to deal with matters. Qian Renhan did not let Qian Renxue continue to follow him. One morning was enough for him to study. Qian Renxue was only one year old and his understanding ability was limited.

Ten minutes later, Qian Renhan brought Qian Renxue to the small square in front of the Pope's Palace, where the original semi-finals and finals of the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Competition were held.

At the moment, a good wooden box made of semi-elliptical material is lying on the top of the stairs.

Qian Renhan said: "Xiaoxue, brother will take you to have some entertainment after dinner. After that, you have to take a nap, you know?"

Qian Renxue was happy to hear that she was playing with her and said, "Brother, aren't you going to take a nap?"

"Don't push yourself too far, or else my brother will treat you like before." Qian Renhan frowned slightly.

"Okay, brother." Qian Renxue was a little downcast, but she was still extremely happy in her heart.

"Brother, what are you playing?"

Qian Renhan kicked the wooden box, smiled and said, "Sit on it and you'll know."

After Qian Renxue sat on it, Qian Renhan also sat on it, sitting in front of the wooden box, looking at the Pope's Staircase, which is hundreds of meters high and has thousands of steps, with a smirk on his lips, "Xiaoxue, hold on tight, get ready!" good."

Qian Renxue guessed something, her pupils widened, and she shouted: "No, I won't play with this brother!"

"Let's go." Qian Renhan stepped forward, and the wooden box started, sliding like a slide down the Pope Mountain. The frequency and sound of the collision of wood and stairs continued to increase, and for a time, the Pope Mountain was filled with wood knocking. and Qian Renxue’s shouts.

(End of this chapter)