Douluo: Peerless Tang Sect, Angel and Rakshasa Return

Chapter 267 Chapter 266267: You have been wandering for half your life and have never met your biological mother. If you don't give up, Lingyun is willing to worship you as a foster mother
Dong dong dong, accompanied by a crisp knock on the door, a female voice as gentle as a breeze also sounded at the door:
"It's a bit impolite to pay a visit, but what I didn't expect is...it's quite lively here!"

"Follow! (Who)", Wu Yu covered her mouth and shouted vaguely.

Nana and Yueyue looked at the person in surprise. They had been standing at the door, but they didn't know when this woman came.

If this woman didn't take the initiative to speak out, I'm afraid they might not be able to find her by now!

"It turns out to be the Fourth Enshrinement! Why are you here?" Bai Yuan raised her hand to stop Qian Lingjun behind her. She stared at the Fourth Enshrinement coldly. The Bone Dragon Soul Bone Suit quickly covered her whole body like a full-body armor. .

But even so, the beads of sweat on her temples were still clearly visible.

Yes, even now she is not sure of winning from the hands of the four priests.

"The twelve priests are all one family, so why are you so hostile!" The fourth priest propped his walking stick on the ground, raised his right hand slightly, and curled a strand of long red hair around him casually.

Bai Yuan winked at Nana and the two and motioned them to step back. She chuckled and said in a deep voice: "It's not that I'm hostile to you, I'm mainly curious about your sudden visit!"

"It's nothing to be curious about, it's just a whim, just come and see my daughter!" The fourth priest straightened up slightly, looked at Bai Yuan with a mocking face, and teased:

"Twelve sisters, fourth sisters would like to advise you, the gap between level 93 and level 96 cannot be offset by the armor on your body. My speed is the third in the Holy Spirit Sect!"

"Except for the two extremes, no one can be faster than me. If you really want to fight me, you might not even have the chance to release your soul skills."

"That's right..." Bai Yuan's face turned cold and he thought to himself: [Well, a researcher like me who is not good at fighting can only play high-end games every time, right?What kind of luck is this! 】

"Daughter?" Qian Lingjun stood there blankly, muttering in her heart: "What the hell, didn't her daughter die young?"So where did she get her daughter? 】

After finishing speaking, the fourth priest turned slightly sideways, waved gently to Bai Yuan's side, and said, "Come on, dear girl, come to Mommy's side."

"Eh!?" Qian Lingjun looked around. Besides himself, the only woman beside him was Bai Yuan, who was much older than Si Chongfeng.

It's impossible for Si Zongfeng to be like the Great God King of the Tang Dynasty, who could reverse time and space and give birth to a child. A man who is just over [-] years old can give birth to a daughter of an auspicious beast who is [-] years old!

Under the eyes of everyone, she hesitated for a while, and finally raised her finger to herself, and said, "Are you talking to me?"

"Who else is there besides you?" The fourth worshiper put down his fingers that were playing with his long hair, put his hands on his hips menacingly, and reprimanded:
"Little heartless, I don't know how to write to Mommy after being out for so long, I'm really worried about Mommy!"

Just like that, under the watchful eyes of Wu Yun and others in Baiyuan, Qian Lingyun also felt a little guilty. She clutched the corner of her clothes nervously, and asked tentatively, "Are you really talking to me?"

"Yes." The fourth priest nodded confidently, took out a small gray gem from the joint of the cane, and threw it to Qian Lingjun: "This is the soul guide device, take a look for yourself!"

Under the gaze of everyone, Qian Lingjun hesitated for a moment, and finally injected his soul power into this gray gem.

The dark purple soul power instantly filled the gray gem, and the light blue light flickered. A square pattern spread out from the top of the gem, reflecting the picture on the wall.

In the image, the drunken Qian Lingjun's lower body was on the table, and his upper body was slumped upside down on the chair. His whole body showed an upside-down C. Such a difficult posture is difficult for ordinary Jiu-Jitsu masters to achieve.

"This doesn't explain anything, at most I drank too much and it's broken!" Qian Lingjun replied pretending to be calm, and was about to put the gem away, but was interrupted by the four priests: "What's the matter?" Wherever you go, look down.”

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Several people once again turned their attention to the screen recording...

"Hahaha, you saint, you are so inferior! You can't do it after drinking so little!"

In the picture, the four priests propped their heads with one hand, pointed at Qian Lingjun and said sarcastically: "When I was your age, it was just this kind of jar. I showed off two jars in one go, and you only drank so much, so it's not enough. !Hahaha."

Qian Lingjun turned over with difficulty, hiccupped, and yelled dissatisfiedly: "What's the matter, my family is strictly controlled, no alcohol is allowed, you can't drink, what's the matter! Hiccup!"

"What about your family members!?" The fourth priest took a sip from his wine glass and asked with great interest.

"I've already come to Holy Spirit Church, why do I still ask them?" Qian Lingjun lazily replied with one hand holding the empty wine jar and the other hand resting on his head.

Hearing this, all the people present were silent, because among the people of the Holy Spirit Church, there is no one in a thousand who has both parents.

Even those like Zhongli Wu who still have a mother left can be said to be rare...

The projected image continued. The fourth worshiper bent down to lift Qian Lingjun from the ground, held her in his arms, and comforted her: "Although you have lost your mother, don't be too sad. Our Holy Spirit Cult doesn't have it anyway." How many fucks are there!"

For a moment, the whole place was silent. Although the four priests were telling the truth, no matter how you heard it... it was not comforting!
more like... swearing...

Qian Lingyun's expression was a little unnatural, she had no memory of what happened after the fragment that day, she only knew that she had been sent back to the room when she woke up.

"Hmm, here comes the point." The four worshipers playfully pointed at the image on the wall, which was played back to the most exciting position...

"Wow!!"

The drunken and dazed Qian Lingjun was comforted by Si Zongfang, and he burst into tears. Si Zongfang was indeed a person who almost became a mother, and his methods of harming children were superb.

She actually rubbed the napkin on the table and stuffed it into Qian Lingjun's mouth, physically blocking Qian Lingjun's crying.

Qian Lingjun's face turned dark when she saw it, and she asked why her mouth felt bitter when she got up that day. Her feelings were broken because someone had stuffed a napkin in her mouth at that moment!
The fourth worshiper smiled and pointed at the wall, and softly reassured: "Hey, hey, good daughter, don't blame mommy! It's your first time as a mother, don't you have experience? It's not too late to get angry after reading this!"

"I...", Qian Lingjun took a deep breath, suppressing the dissatisfaction in his heart and continuing to look down.

In the picture, although Qian Lingjun had no voice at that time, tears were still streaming from the corners of his eyes. The four priests took out the napkin from Qian Lingjun's mouth, and pulled Qian Lingjun's head into his arms: "Don't cry, Don't cry, you'll be ugly if you're crying, at worst I'll suffer a bit, I'll be your mother! How about it?"

"Ah?!", Qian Lingyun looked at the four priests in a daze, there seemed to be big question marks in those dim eyes!
"He's still a little conscious! Come on, drink some more and see!" The four priests' expressions froze, and they took out another jar for a long time. They coaxed and tricked Qian Lingjun into drinking half of the jar.

"How about it, my good daughter, can you still drink?" The fourth worshipper looked at Qian Lingjun nervously and said with a smile: "You don't have to drink if you shout what I like to hear!"

"Mom!" Qian Lingjun shouted loudly while burping from wine.

"Hey!" The fourth priest threw the wine jar away, responded to Qian Lingjun's words, and hugged Qian Lingjun tighter.

With this earth-shattering queen mother, the projection was almost over, but Qian Lingyun wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.

This kind of black history was actually seen by others, and she felt ashamed to hang out in the Holy Spirit Cult.

Seeing Qian Lingjun's expression change in a strange way, and Si Zongfeng's expression also looking wrong, she put down her cane and stepped forward, grabbed Qian Lingjun's ear and shouted:
"Hey, hey, hey, it was so sweet when I called you mom, why don't you call me now! Have you been wronged by me being your mother!?"

"I'm not wronged, but please let go of your hand first, it hurts." Qian Lingjun cried out, covering his ears.

Why does everyone like to pull her ears!
Qian Renxue likes it, Electrolux likes it, and even Four Priests like it.

"Don't let go, hurry up and call me mom!" The fourth worshiper held his ears expressionlessly and refused to let go no matter what.

"Impossible, the girl was born in the heaven and the earth, how can she live in depression for a long time..." Qian Lingjun resisted stubbornly once in a while.

"I am a registered Marquis of the Sun Moon Empire, and my property is spread all over the Sun Moon Empire. In a few years, the title and everything will be yours! How about it, is this enough for you, a girl, to change your mouth?" Don't let go, still unwilling to let go, and will make Qian Lingyun change his words before he will give up.

"..." Qian Lingjun was silent.

Didn't you say that you belong to a small family and are just the head chef?Why do you still have the title of marquis and a lot of property?
Are you people that outrageous?

Qian Lingjun asked himself that his integrity was valuable.

But... Four offerings are really too much.

She rubbed her forehead anxiously, and finally felt that her man (daughter) had gold under her knees.

Now that there is an opportunity to cash in, it is natural to look for an opportunity to cash in.

You can exchange your mother for tens of millions of wealth, as long as your brain is not kicked by a donkey, you can't refuse it!
After thinking about it, Qian Lingjun immediately changed his words:
"I've been wandering for half my life, I only regret that I never met my birth mother. If you don't give up, Lingyun is willing to worship Your Excellency as a foster mother..."

"..."

The fourth priest's face softened a little, and the hand holding the ear loosened a little, and she called out tentatively: "My son, Lingyun!"

"Here!"

"Good girl!" the four priests said again.

"Hey, Mommy!" Qianling Jun replied with a smile.

Bai Yuan looked at the smiling mother and daughter, and couldn't help feeling in her heart: The saint really deserves to be a person capable of great things!Really capable of bending and stretching!

Low emotional intelligence: money is the only thing that makes you happy.

High emotional intelligence: able to bend and stretch.

Just like that, one more person was suddenly added to the trip that was originally scheduled for six people, but no one had any objections. As for the reason... it was naturally obvious.

Sister Wu Yun respects the strong, Nana and Yueyue are not eligible to vote as maids, and Bai Yuan is not suitable for fighting.

Among the six people, except Qian Lingjun, no one can beat this eccentric gourmet.

And will Qian Lingyun drive away his new adoptive mother?The answer is naturally no.

Who would turn down a stepmother who is willing to splurge on you and plans to pass the family fortune on to you?
That evening, Qian Lingjun stood on a tree branch, took a sharp breath, and shouted into the empty yard: "Mommy, rice, rice, hungry!"

In less than three seconds, a smiling face suddenly popped out of an empty room in the yard. She looked straight at Qian Lingjun on the branch of the tree, with a hint of softness in her eyes. She asked softly Said: "My dear daughter, what do you want to eat?"

"As long as it's made by mommy, I like to eat it!" Qian Lingjun replied with a smile, and thought to himself: "Hehehehe, Yuchu, you should be able to make good things no matter what you do!" 】

It has to be said that Qian Lingjun has already done everything in terms of saying hello in the morning and hello in the evening, and almost grasped the heart of the middle-aged widow, the fourth priest.

In less than a day, Qian Lingjun and Si Gongfeng had already started to stage a series of filial piety between a mother and a daughter.

The solicitous tone and disgusting attitude made Bai Yuan feel sour in her heart. She silently used a saw to dissect the corpse, intending to numb her complicated heart with work and hobbies.

Four offerings: I know that this girl is actually pretending, but at least she has the attitude of being a good girl. If you like me, I will kill anyone who meddles in my business!
Qian Lingjun: I know that she knows that I am pretending, and I also know that I am pretending, but she doesn’t mind, and I naturally don’t mind either. Again, if anyone dares to cut off my money, I will kill him.

The sun sets and night falls...

At some point in the yard, there was a big round table enough for six people to eat, six sets of utensils and dinner plates were all available.

"Hahaha! Here comes the chicken soup!"

The four priests held up a strange-looking pot with their soul power, and placed it in front of everyone's eyes.

Bai Yuan was silent for a while, then raised her hand weakly and asked curiously: "This pot looks familiar, how can I remember where I saw it..."

"I remember it seems that I piled up the things in the warehouse here. They were used to hold something..." Wu Yu poked Wu Yun's elbow and asked in a low voice: "Sister, do you still remember the pot in the storage room?" Is it used for something?”

"I remember... that thing seems to be used to hold the Miehun powder brought from the headquarters..." After Wu Yun finished speaking, his heart skipped a beat, he hurriedly pressed the lid of the pot, and said, "Have you washed this pot yet?"

"I've washed it!" Qian Lingjun nodded, took away Wu Yun's hand that was pressing on the lid of the pot, and added a bowl to everyone present with a spoon, jokingly said:
"This chicken soup is so delicious, drink it! Drink it quickly!"

Wu Yun/Wu Yu said in unison: "Honestly, have you washed this pot..."

"Of course I've washed it." Si Zhuang gave the two girls a blank look, picked up the porcelain bowl, drank it all in one gulp, and spit it out again.

What a coincidence...sitting next to her is her cheap daughter Qian Lingjun.

　Stop raising books, just keep raising them!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)