Marrying Qian Renxue, Bibi Dong, why are you crying?

Chapter 10 The golden figure turned out to be Qian Renxue

Xue Qinghe's Confucian shirt has long sleeves and a distinguished temperament.

As soon as he climbed onto Wuhun Mountain, his whole person began to change rapidly.

Starting with his legs, his shirt and boots fell apart, disappearing like ashes as he stepped.

convert.

Quickly covered with a layer of golden light.

Immediately afterwards, the golden light continued to extend upwards, and the blue shirt fell off layer by layer wherever it passed.

Even when the golden light covered his face.

The whole person's appearance has changed drastically.

At this time, he was no longer elegant and handsome in green clothes.

Wearing a long dress with a gold silk stand-up collar, her skin is as good as snow, her phoenix eyebrows are slender, she is elegant and indifferent, noble and majestic.

Especially the little mark between the eyebrows.

The small seraph pattern adds a touch of unattainability to her out of thin air.

She is Qian Renxue.

He was born with a god-level martial soul, Seraphim, and had an innate soul power of level 20.

That is another person Qian Daoliu said has the appearance of becoming a god.

And as Qian Renxue returned to her original appearance.

On the left side behind him, light and shadow emerged, and someone walked out respectfully.
  "Young Master, His Majesty the Pope is waiting for you in the Papal Palace."

"I see."

Qian Renxue said slowly as she kept walking.

However, her eyes fell directly on a side hall next to the Pope's Palace.

Blue bricks and tiles.

It is not as majestic and magnificent as the Papal Palace.

But it holds all the good memories of her childhood.

A long time ago, Qian Renxue was just an ignorant girl.

simple and naive.

At that time, she didn't know that that woman was obviously her mother, and she was so beautiful.

Why do you treat her so viciously?

How could she hate her daughter.

Once, Qian Renxue, who was only five years old, was kicked out of the Pope's Palace by that woman again.

She was depressed and confused.

He squatted sadly on the white jade steps outside the Pope's Palace and cried.

But at that moment someone reached out to her.

The palms are white, with clear joints, and the slender fingertips seem to have a cool touch.

"Get up and follow me."

Those are the words of a young man.

Every word fell into Qian Renxue's ears.

It also fell into her heart.

Qian Renxue only hesitated slightly, then put her hand on the young man's outstretched hand and followed him.

that day.

The afterglow of the setting sun fell on the young man's back, a golden light.

Extending his slender figure infinitely.

Like the young man on the street, the young master is unparalleled.

The young girl raised her head slightly, looked at the young man's shoulder, and asked softly,

"Little brother, what's your name?"

"My name is Qin Wushuang."

The boy answered.

"Qin Wushuang."

The childish girl repeated her name and smiled lightly,
  "Then Ren Xue will call you Brother Wushuang from now on, okay?"

"Okay."

The teenager smiles.

The smile is very beautiful and warm in the afterglow.

That's this smile.

He warmed Qian Renxue's entire childhood.

That is to say, "Brother Wushuang", once called, it lasts forever.

"Brother Wushuang..."

Qian Renxue put her thoughts back, the coldness on her face finally faded away, and she was filled with a rare smile.
  "Uncle Ghost, just tell the Pope truthfully that I went to find the Great Elder."

When she said the word "Great Elder", the corners of Qian Renxue's lips curled up, feeling very proud.

Her Wushuang brother is really awesome.

However, at the age of more than 20 years old, not only had he broken through to become a titled Douluo, but he had also become the head elder of the Spirit Hall.

"Young Master...this..."

Ghost Douluo hesitated and spoke,
  "Some... do not comply with the rules..."

The Pope's daughter returned to the Papal Palace. Instead of meeting His Majesty the Pope, she went to meet the Grand Elder.

No matter how I feel, I am slapping the Pope in the face.

"If that woman is unhappy, let her come to me on her own."

Qian Renxue's expression turned cold and she snorted. After saying that, she ignored Ghost Douluo and walked straight into a path, quickly approaching the side hall.

As the surrounding scenery continued to recede, the distance between Qian Renxue and the side hall became closer and closer.

Qian Renxue's heartbeat was also gradually speeding up.

Haven’t seen each other for many years…

"Brother Wushuang, does he still remember me?"

"Do you think I'm not as good-looking as before?"

Qian Renxue was very uneasy, and a nervous crimson color appeared on her delicate and pretty face.

Just when she was on edge.

Suddenly, the stone door of the side hall not far away slowly opened.

Someone came out of it.

Slender, tall and straight, not very handsome, but his overall temperament is very unique.

It is both spotless and as sharp as a sword.

Qian Renxue paused.

Watching from a distance, I saw the man smiling brightly at the sun, and then leaving for the Pope's Palace.

"Wushuang...brother."

She spoke hastily.

She was afraid that if she called her too late, that person would slip away from her life.

Qin Wushuang paused.

Hearing the unfamiliar voice, he was slightly startled and looked over.

I can only see the distance.

The golden figure is like a clear lotus, tall and graceful, standing there quietly.

Unparalleled youthfulness, captivating the country and the city.

"Brother Wushuang..."

Qian Renxue walked quickly, her footsteps gradually becoming lighter.

Before that, she really thought about too many scenes when she saw her brother Wushuang again.

But now it is completely useless.

"is her…"

Qin Wushuang murmured, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He had just met Qian Renxue for the first time.

Qian Renxue's figure overlapped infinitely with the golden figure in his mind.

Qin Wushuang finally understood.

Why do I always feel that the golden figure falling from the sky feels familiar?

It turned out that the last golden figure he saw before his death in his previous life.

It was actually Qian Renxue.

"Brother Wushuang, long time no see."

Approaching, Qian Renxue put on a smile and spoke in a gentle tone.

"It's Xue'er, right? I haven't seen her for many years."

Qin Wushuang also laughed.

This was the first time since his rebirth that he smiled sincerely.

"Brother Wushuang, I heard that you are now the great elder of Wuhun Hall. Xue'er hasn't had time to congratulate you yet."

Qian Renxue pursed her lips and smiled, then she opened her palms, and a piece of soft armor made entirely of gold threads appeared out of thin air.

"Brother Wushuang, this is the inner armor sewn by Xue'er herself. You are not allowed to dislike it because it doesn't look good."

"of course not."

He smiled and took the soft armor in his hands.

He just looked at it briefly and could see that although the soft armor had no defensive effect, the needle angles of the soft armor were very neat.

Qian Renxue put a lot of thought into sewing this soft armor.

"Thank you Xueer, I like it very much."

"Brother Wushuang, don't just focus on your cultivation. I see you are much slimmer than before."

Qian Renxue continued speaking with a concerned tone.

But at this time, neither of the two people in the field noticed that there was a figure standing quietly behind the corner of the corridor not far away.

It was Bibi Dong.

She hid in the corner of the corridor and could clearly hear the conversation between Qin Wushuang and Qian Renxue.

Listening to Qin Wushuang's sincere laughter.

Bibi Dong looked pale and heartbroken.

"I will not do it again."

Qin Wushuang replied speciously.

In the past, he had been chasing Bibi Dong's footsteps, and then he neglected his own body.

He won't in the future.

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