Qian Renxue: Invincible to Douluo since her fall

Chapter 8 The Pope is dead

[You are not the child I expected, but you are the child Qian Xunji expected.I hate him, even with you in my body. 】

This sentence instantly came to mind. The fear of death shrouded Qian Renxue's body. Now the hand on his neck was like a dormant poisonous snake. It spit out scarlet snakes and wrapped around Qian Renxue intimately. neck, carrying the foretelling of death.

"Mom." With a trembling and weak voice, Qian Renxue tried to arouse the hidden maternal love in Bibi Dong's heart.

"Let me go, let me go." Tears finally fell, Qian Renxue murmured helplessly. She could tell that Bibi Dong's current mental state was already very unstable, and she was careful not to provoke Bibi Dong further.

"Why! Qian Renxue, tell me why!"

"Your existence is a mistake!"

A black mist emerged around Bibi Dong, her eyes turned pure black, without any white of her eyes, and a voice kept repeating in her mind, with a confusing meaning.

"Kill her, she shouldn't exist in the first place. Kill that bastard and erase her existence, just like you erased Qian Xunji. Kill her and then devour her. She is a stain on life. She is you. Proof of the dark times, as long as she disappears, all your filth will be completely erased."

"Kill her!"

Lowering her eyes in fear, Qian Renxue could not make any answer. A "mistake" completely extinguished the hope in Qian Renxue's heart.

I don't know when her body started to become cold. The blood on the ground completely stained the soles of Qian Renxue's shoes. Behind her, a hard spider spear pressed against Qian Renxue's heart. On her neck, there was a cool hand. Gradually tightening her strength, the air was squeezed out of her lungs little by little. The instinct to survive made Qian Renxue open her mouth, and the will to die made Qian Renxue put down her struggling hands.

When a little scarlet smudged from the back of the white dress, the tightening force in the hands stopped and relaxed.Bibi Dong's delicate body trembled, white appeared around her eyes, and the black spots were driven away by the white, and her face became ferocious.

"No, I can't kill her." The obviously trembling voice revealed the master's panic.

"Kill her! As long as she dies, you will be liberated and can be with Xiaogang." Black surged again, trying to push back white. A sharp and harsh voice came from Bibi Dong's mouth, with obvious excitement and excitement. eager.

Like a split personality, the spider spear pressed against Qian Renxue's heart stopped moving forward, but the hand on Qian Renxue's neck was loosening and closing, and the words in her mouth were messy, as if she was fighting with herself. This situation lasted for about half a quarter of an hour. As the whites of her eyes reappeared, Bibi Dong fell weakly to the ground.

In the God Realm, in the Rakshasa Palace, a person sat on a raised throne in the palace.

The man has a green face and fangs, wears dark green armor, and holds a giant scythe about two meters long. A trace of black energy lingers on it, adding a bit of eerieness to it.

Snapped--

The irritable Rakshasa God raised her hands angrily, and the armrests on the throne shattered in response. She roared: "Damn it, damn it, just a little bit, just a little bit, you can eliminate the angel god's choice, Bibi Dong, you loser. "

"I wasted all my time trying to cover it up for you."

In the Douluo Hall, Qian Daoliu, who was kneeling under the angel statue to pray, suddenly changed his face and felt a sudden pain in his chest. Then he spat out a large mouthful of blood. Golden light emerged from his eyes. He shouted "No" and said directly Fly towards the Pope's Palace.

In the secret room, Bibi Dong was slumped on the ground, laughing, tears falling from her eyes, and murmuring inexplicably. Qian Renxue was pulled into her arms again. She couldn't understand what Bibi Dong was saying. Fortunately, she didn't care what Bibi Dong was thinking at the moment.The pain in my throat was like burning, but it was nothing compared to the deathly silence in my heart.

"Fortunately, fortunately, you are still alive."

Putting her face against the back of Qian Renxue's heart, Bibi Dong didn't care about her blood-stained ears. Listening to the strong and vigorous heartbeat, Bibi Dong's heart felt peaceful for a moment, and she wrapped her arms around Qian Renxue's waist. hands, Bibi Dong's face was filled with joy.

Although she was very disgusted with this daughter, people are not grass and trees, and no one can be ruthless. This child was still born to her in ten months of pregnancy, and it was a piece of flesh that fell from her body.

bang.

The door to the secret room shattered, and a loud shout followed, "Bibi Dong!"

A golden stream of light rushed into the secret room, carrying an unconcealed murderous aura. Nine soul rings surrounded him, eye-catching and eye-catching. They were beating, black, black, black, black, black, black, black, black. , red, two-color light filled the entire secret room.

"Bibi Dong, you actually killed Ji'er!"

At a glance, he saw the blood flowing all over the floor and the shriveled corpse in the corner, and Qian Daoliu felt extremely sad and angry.

He raised his hand, used his soul power to separate Qian Renxue from Bibi Dong's arms, and then slapped Bibi Dong to the ground with a palm.

Qian Daoliu's hands holding Qian Renxue were trembling slightly. How many years had he not been so flustered?
The bruise on Qian Renxue's neck, the clothes stained with blood, and the lifeless eyes were not for Qian Renxue's chest still rising and falling, and Qian Daoliu's palm just now would have really killed Bibi Dong.

At this time, the powerful auras of more than twenty people from the Elder Hall were flying towards the Pope's Hall. Half of the people in Wuhun City felt such a big movement just now.

An old man wearing a gold robe and silver embroidery, with white beard and hair, was the first to rush to the secret room of the Pope's Palace. When he saw everything in the secret room, there was nothing he didn't understand.Grabbing Bibi Dong's neck, the old man turned to Qian Daoliu and said, "Brother, I will kill this woman now!"

Thousands of rumors reached the ears of the five people outside the Pope's Palace, "You first seal off the Pope's Palace so that no one can enter."

With her feet dangling off the ground, with only the hand between her neck as a point of support, Bibi Dong struggled. As time passed, her face turned extremely red, the remaining air in her body gradually bottomed out, and black light appeared in front of her eyes. , Bibi Dong saw death waving to her, but there was still a trace of disdain in her eyes.

If she was really afraid of death, she would not devour Qian Xunji so blatantly, and she would not force Qian Renxue to see all this with her own eyes.

Purple lines appeared on Bibi Dong's eyebrows as if in a hurry, one dark and one bright, overlapping and flashing.

I have no way out, and I don't need any way out.

"Bibi Dong, do you really think I don't dare to kill you? Don't challenge my bottom line."

Qian Daoliu had a gloomy face. When his eyes touched the purple spider-shaped lines, a fear appeared in his eyes.The dizziness in her head was getting worse and worse, and she began to have trouble hearing Qian Daoliu's words, and she couldn't even maintain the disdain in her eyes.

He was going to die, and this life that was like a joke was finally coming to an end.

Qian Daoliu waved his hand to let go of the golden crocodile, and his will to die was interrupted. When the airway started to work again, and when the air filled her nose, Bibi Dong coughed violently, her chest rose and fell obviously, and she took a big breath of air. Coughing them out in embarrassment.

"From now on, you will be the new pope of the Wuhun Palace. After a while, I will arrange for the ghosts of Yueguan to accompany you to hunt for soul rings."

The faint light between Bibi Dong's brows hurt Qian Daoliu's eyes, and his brows furrowed tightly, his face tense with reluctance.

Jin Crocodile asked with a puzzled look on his face: "Brother, she killed Ji'er, are you going to let her go like this?"

Withdrawing his gaze from Bibi Dong, he touched the wounds on Qian Renxue's body and said to Jin Crocodile: "What can we do? Xiaoxue has no father anymore, we can't let her have no mother, right? It was the traitor who did it back then. He should have thought of the consequences of letting things go."

When he finished speaking, he didn't glance at the secret room. He raised his hand to roll up Qian Xunji's mutilated body, held Qian Renxue in his arms, and walked out of the Pope's Palace step by step.

"Ahem, cough, old guy, aren't you afraid that after I take over, I will monopolize power and take revenge on you?" Bibi Dong yelled at Qian Daoliu's back. She had no interest in this broken world.

Qian Daoliu ignored Bibi Dong, and without stopping, Golden Crocodile Douluo snorted unwillingly as he faced those arrogant eyes, reincarnated and followed Qian Daoliu out of the Pope's Palace.

The next day.

After the news that shocked the whole continent came out, the pope of Wuhun Palace led two titled Douluo and the new titled Douluo Tang Hao fought for three days and three nights at the border of the Star Luo Empire. Tang Hao fought one against three. , after hammering two titled Douluo to death, more than three months later, the Pope could not escape death. He was seriously injured and only managed to survive when he returned to the Spirit Hall.

Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School.

"Hahaha, good news, great news."

An old man strode into the hall with a letter in his hand and laughed loudly, causing the two people in the hall to look at him involuntarily.

The old man was nine feet tall, with long flowing hair and piercing eyes. He was dressed in sparkling armor and had a scary smile on his lips. He looked very strange at first glance.

That's right, the old man is Gu Rong, the Protector Douluo of the Qibao Glazed Sect, one of the three upper sects, a level 95 super Douluo.

Gu Rong's tone was excited, and the gloating in her heart was undisguised, "The follow-up news came from Wuhun Palace two days ago. Haotian Sect Tang Hao and Qian Xunji fought at the border of the Star Luo Empire for three days and three nights. Tang Hao fought one against three. , two died and one was injured, the Pope was seriously injured and fled back to Wuhun Hall where he died."

There are two figures sitting in the hall. The person sitting at the main seat is a middle-aged man in his 40s. The man has soft eyes and smooth black hair hanging down his back. He looks handsome and elegant. The smile at the corner of his mouth is easy to recognize. Kindness from the heart.

There is an old man on the right, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, wearing white clothes, with white beard and hair. His face is as smooth and rosy as a baby, and his silver hair is meticulously styled. But just sitting there, he still gives people a feeling that he is the only one in the world.

This middle-aged man is Ning Fengzhi, the current sect leader of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, and the other old man is another Sect Protector Douluo of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, Sword Douluo, named Chen Xin.

Surprise appeared in his eyes, and the smile on Ning Fengzhi's lips became a little more real. He couldn't hide the joy in his heart, "Everyone in the Wuhun Palace is well-known for his ambition. The loss of a titled Douluo and the Pope is indeed good news."

Sword Douluo next to him had an expressionless face, and his attitude was already clear with just a slight nod.

Gu Rong said sadly: "Haotian Sect disciples have been used to being domineering all year round. They should be taught a lesson. It's enough for them to suffer such a big mess."

In Wuhun City, except for the priests and elders, all the soul masters wore sackcloth and wore mourning to hold a funeral for the Pope. During this period, Bibi Dong did not hunt soul beasts. In name, Qian Xunji was her teacher, so she needed to play the role of a good student. look.

At the funeral, Qian Daoliu, the chief priest, had a face full of grief, and the other six priests also looked sad. Only Bibi Dong looked calm as usual.

Everyone was silent at the funeral. Everyone knew that this was a sign of the coming storm, and they were just waiting for an opportunity.

During this period, Qian Renxue was in a coma due to the heavy blow she received, and is now lying in the enshrinement hall.

Waiting until the Pope's funeral was over, Qian Daoliu ordered, Ju, Gui, Demon Bear, Ghost Leopard, and other titled Douluo to accompany Bibi Dong to hunt for the soul ring.

In the enshrinement hall, in Qian Renxue's room, the little angel said incoherently, "Don't, don't kill dad, mom, mom." The maid beside the bed gently wiped the sweat from Qian Renxue's head.

"Creak" The door of the room was pushed open. The maid beside the bed quickly stood up and saluted. Qian Daoliu waved her hand and said, "How is Miss?"

The maid replied respectfully: "Replying to the great sacrifice, the young lady has not woken up yet, she seems to be having a nightmare."

Qian Daoliu waved his hand to let him back down, and reached the bedside. He stretched out his hand to caress the little angel's pale face.

This child suffered so much, she saw so much misery that day.

Suddenly the little angel opened his eyes and saw the old man sitting beside the bed. Qian Renxue got into her arms and cried bitterly: "Grandpa, daddy is dead, wuwu."

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　Qian Renxue is not a reborn person. She is just a six-year-old child now. She is only in the rebellious stage. I can't turn a six-year-old child into a cold-blooded and ruthless killing machine all of a sudden!She needs to go through some things to become a cold and heartless fallen angel. Please wait a moment. Thank you.

　　
　
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