Qian Renxue: Invincible to Douluo since her fall

Chapter 1 Bibilian

Douluo Continent, Wuhun City, Pope's Palace.

Wuhun City is a prosperous city located between the two empires of Tiandou and Xingluo. It is also the holy land for all soul masters.

Halfway up the mountain, in the Pope's Palace, a man was lying on the bed, his face was pale, his chest was sunken inward, and his breath was weak.

The top healing soul masters of Wuhun Palace gathered around the bed. Their hands kept moving, their soul rings flashed one after another, and they threw soul skills with healing effects at the man as if they were free. , actively pulling the man's life from the brink of death.

The more they released their soul skills, the heavier the expressions of these soul masters became, and the uneasiness in their hearts continued to build up.

He can't die, at least not by his own hands!

This is the common thought in the hearts of every healing soul master present.

As the last trace of soul power in the body of the last healing soul master was exhausted, they finally saw signs of the man's eyes moving under his eyelids.

The Pope woke up.

Joy filled everyone's eyes, and these soul masters no longer blocked the Pope's bed, leaving a passage to reveal the little girl who had been waiting quietly behind them.

Hesitantly approaching, the girl looked at the soul masters on both sides with an uneasy expression. After receiving a positive nod, the girl carefully held one of the Pope's hands.

"dad?"

Calling softly, the girl didn't know if the Pope could hear him, but all she could do was wait.

There was a familiar call in his ears, and his eyelids seemed to be heavy. The Pope struggled, his eyelashes trembling. While the body was experiencing great pain, he also saw the light in the room, and what came into his eyes was the extremely familiar figure. blond.

"Xiaoxue."

Her lips moved slightly, and a voice as thin as a gossamer floated into Xiaoxue's ears. She obediently raised the Pope's hand and placed it on her head. Xiaoxue lay beside the bed, looking at the Pope with red eyes.

"I-I'm fine, don't worry."

The pope moved his fingers slightly and felt the pressure coming from his head. The tears in Xiaoxue's heart could not be held back for an instant.

"Young Master, the Pope needs to rest."

When tears overflowed from his eyes, a soul master on the side reminded him in a low voice.

Xiaoxue was stunned for a moment, trying hard to hold back the tears that were about to flow out. She took the Pope's hand off her head, glanced at the lying Pope again, stood up slowly, and left the room.

"Grandpa, daddy is awake."

Turning to look at the man leaning against the wall, Xiaoxue's name for that man was completely inconsistent with his appearance.

"Xiaoxue doesn't plan to spend more time with Ah Xun?"

Instead of immediately going in to visit the Pope, the man stretched out his hand to wipe the tears on Xiaoxue's face.

"Cry if you want. It's your right. You shouldn't hold back."

Her eyes were getting hotter and hotter, but Xiaoxue could see that the man was going to wait for her to finish crying before going in, so Xiaoxue just shook her head, restrained herself, and pushed the man forward two steps.

"I know, grandpa must be worried about dad too. I, I'm fine."

With a frown, the man entered the room with Xiaoxue's push.

"Father."

The Pope looked extremely guilty at the moment. Compared with the difficulty he faced Xiaoxue, he was undoubtedly much more sober at this moment.

Waving to other soul masters to go out, the man stood in front of the bed with a stern face, looking at his seriously injured son.

You are so promising, Ah Xun.

You are so promising, Tang Hao.

The same word, two different meanings, made the man hold back his anger, but he had no way to let it go.

His son was seriously injured, so he couldn't hit him.

Even though the grandson of an old friend was capable, he couldn't bear to go to the house to question him.I think he was only half a move away from Tang Chenqi back then, but what about now?

Qian Xunji, his good son, the contemporary Pope of Wuhun Temple, a level 95 Angel Douluo, led two titled Douluo of Wuhun Temple and a group of Wuhun Temple masters three days ago to capture the 10-year-old form. Soul Beast——Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin.

That was Tang Hao's self-proclaimed wife, and Tang Hao was just a quasi-titled person!
Who would have thought that the last person to lie down would be his son, who would have thought! !
All the people accompanying him were also injured, and a titled Douluo who followed him died on the spot.

The 10-year-old transformed soul beast was also sacrificed to Tang Hao. From this operation of Wuhun Palace, it received nothing except dead people and serious injuries.

Qian Daoliu couldn't figure it out, he didn't understand, he couldn't understand it at all.

Qian Daoliu looked at Qian Xunji angrily and worriedly, and carefully used his soul power to warm up Qian Xunji's meridians. Qian Daoliu felt complicated.

"The deal is done, it's useless to worry anymore. Instead of being upset about your failure, it's better to heal your wounds first."

This tone could not be said to be due to hatred of iron failing to become steel, or to appease Qian Xunji's uneasiness. In short, it made Qian Xunji more concerned about this failure.

Father, is he completely disappointed in me?
Qian Xunji's attempt to defend herself stopped when she heard a muffled "Mom" outside the door.

With a slight frown, Qian Daoliu looked at his son. Under Qian Xunji's eager eyes, he sighed helplessly, turned around and walked out the door.

Holding the corner of her clothes nervously, Xiaoxue looked at the purple-clothed woman standing in front of her with tears in her eyes.

"Bibi Dong, he's awake."

Interrupting Bibi Dong's dazed expression due to Xiaoxue's "Mom", Bibi Dong quickly reacted and hid Xiaoxue's incomprehensible expression at this moment.

"I've seen a big offering."

Not wanting to say anything more to Bibi Dong, Qian Daoliu took Xiaoxue's hand and walked away. After walking a certain distance, Xiaoxue secretly looked back, but Bibi Dong was no longer visible in this corridor.

Mom, when will you look back at me?
"T-teacher, teacher, are you okay?" She said unfamiliarly, and it was difficult for Bibi Dong to recall the mood in which she had called out this title to Qian Xunji before.

The person on the bed looked very weak, so weak that a one-year-old child could easily break this fragile life with his hand.

But Bibi Dong didn't dare to be careless. Although she was happy in her heart, her usual caution even made her use the previous names for Qian Xunji in order to get Qian Xunji to relax towards her.

The murderous intention was hidden under the heavy concern, and Bibi Dong's expression was so sincere. She slowly approached Qian Xunji's bed.

Qian Xunji was seriously injured. This was an excellent opportunity, an opportunity for her to kill Qian Xunji with her own hands to vent her hatred and pain.

Six years, exactly six years, she had waited for her opportunity for revenge, and Bibi Dong would never allow this opportunity to slip away from her hands.

"Dong'er." How long had it been since he heard this title from her mouth?

Qian Xunji was so pleasantly surprised that it touched his wound, and the pain caused his face to twist uncontrollably.

"I'm sorry, teacher, I couldn't capture that 10-year-old soul beast and give it to you as your ninth soul ring."

Gritting his teeth to endure the pain, Qian Xunji apologized out of habit.

This is the word that he has talked about most in the past six years. I don't know if he is trying to trick himself or reminding Bibi Dong that Bibi Dong must repeatedly remember what he did to her.

"Teacher, it doesn't matter. Your health is important. Dong'er knows all about your compensation to Dong'er."

Her stomach surged, and the disgust and resistance in her heart were instantly aroused. Bibi Dong could hardly keep the worry on her face, and her desire to vomit became even stronger, but Bibi Dong couldn't.

Isn't this a temptation?
With her body stiffened unnaturally, Bibi Dong concealed herself by bending down and bringing up the quilt again for Qian Xunji.

"Teacher, your health is important. You should take good care of yourself first."

Perhaps because of that moment of stiffness, Qian Xunji's heart instinctively relaxed.

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