Douluo: Ice and Fire Douluo

Chapter 160 This is Your Wife

The room was silent for a long time, only the crying of Shui Binger and Nie Pojun.

After an unknown amount of time, Nie Pojun stopped, wiped away his tears, and said coldly, "How did your father die?"

Nie Yun replied: "Dad, he was killed by people from Wuhundian."

Nie Pojun was stunned, and stood up abruptly, bursting out with terrifying killing intent.

At this moment, Xue Cang and Tianshuang stood up directly, with expressions of horror on their faces.

"Sit down." Nie Kuangdao shouted, and directly suppressed Nie Pojun's killing intent.

At the same time, two thoughts reached Xue Cang and Tianshuang's minds, reassuring them.

Tianshuang hurried out, intending to find Xue Cang. At this time, she once again had a terrifying guess about Nie Kuangdao's strength...

Nie Pojun sat down, forcibly suppressed the murderous intent, his eyes were red, and his expression became a little ferocious, "Son, how did your father die, tell me every word."

Nie Yun nodded, "My father met my mother shortly after he came out. The two of them wandered the mainland, and later joined the Wuhun Temple together..."

"Then Palace Master Zhao was greedy for my mother's beauty, and killed our family. My father died in battle, and my mother took me to wander around the world, and finally survived in the village beyond Notting City..."

After quietly listening to Nie Yun's narration, Nie Pojun burst into tears again.

He reached out and stroked Nie Yun's hair tremblingly, "My child, I have suffered for you all these years."

"Actually, you should have recognized my identity a long time ago, why did you keep it from me?"

Back in that small valley, Nie Pojun felt that Nie Yun was vaguely familiar, and had doubted Nie Yun's identity, but at that time Nie Yun showed the lotus martial spirit, which made Nie Pojun leave in disappointment.

Nie Yun apologized and said: "I was worried that Wuhundian was still looking for the whereabouts of me and my mother, so I didn't dare to reveal my identity easily. I heard from my mother that my father ran away in anger, so I recognized your grandpa later. After the identification, I feel a little resentful and don't want to recognize you."

"It's all my fault." Nie Pojun blamed himself very much, "It's my fault that I didn't care about your father well back then, and didn't enlighten him well."

"Our Nie family's martial soul is very powerful, but your father's martial soul has become much weaker due to mutation. In the past few years, I was retreating. He suffered some grievances among his peers, and his self-esteem was hurt. Death passed through the forbidden area and came to the outside world."

"After my retreat was over, I brought Binger out, but it was already too late."

"I've searched many places, but I haven't found any news about your father."

Nie Pojun stopped, his face filled with endless remorse and self-blame.

"Grandpa, I don't blame you. I believe Dad has forgiven you before he died." Nie Yun comforted.

Nie Pojun hugged Nie Yun, holding him in his arms, reluctant to let go.

"Thank God for leaving me a good grandson."

Nie Pojun let go of Nie Yun, stood up abruptly, with a cold look in his eyes.

"Since Wuhundian killed your father, then grandpa will avenge you, go, we will smash Wuhundian to the bottom!"

"Grandpa, don't worry!" Nie Yun pulled Nie Pojun back.

"Grandpa Zeng and I have already made a revenge plan, besides, there is a grievance and a debtor. The only one who really has a grudge against us is the Zhao family."

Nie Yundang even told Nie Pojun about the plan.

Nie Pojun sat down, gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, then let those bastards live for a few more days, and then I will personally crush their bones and let them die after being tortured."

"Okay, stop being sad, let's talk about something happy." Nie Kuangdao said.

Nie Pojun nodded and said: "It is indeed a great joy for this kid Nie Yun to return to our Nie family."

Nie Kuangdao shook his head, "I don't mean this."

"What other happy event?" Nie Pojun asked doubtfully.

"Come on, Binger, let me see your martial soul." Nie Kuangdao said to Shui Binger.

Shui Bing'er froze for a moment, she didn't know why she was mentioned suddenly, but she obediently released her spirit.

She stood in the open space of the room, her whole body was enveloped by a layer of hazy blue light.

Gradually, the blue light began to gather behind her, floating behind her, becoming more and more dazzling.

Snowflakes gradually floated in the air, and a loud and clear phoenix cry sounded from the hazy blue light behind Shui Binger.

Snowflakes floated into the blue light, and the blue light began to condense, and an ice-blue phoenix five meters long appeared behind Shui Bing'er.

The phoenix's eyes are bright and lifelike, and its wings are fluttering from time to time.

Looking at this noble ice phoenix, Nie Yun actually felt a little coercion.

If Nie Kuangdao hadn't cut off the breath in advance, the whole mansion would have been a sensation.

At this moment, Shui Bing'er is extremely solemn and solemn, her water-blue hair hangs loosely behind her, and the phoenix behind her gives her an incomparably noble aura, and her beautiful face seems to become more perfect under this aura .

Looking at this almost perfect Shui Bing'er, Nie Yun actually had the illusion that it can be seen from a distance but not be played with.

Such a beautiful fairy should not be contaminated by the atmosphere of the mortal world.

Nie Yun felt that something wonderful had sprouted quietly in his heart at this moment.

"Okay, very good, it has reached the eighth rank." Nie Kuangdao laughed loudly.

Nie Yun was also secretly surprised. The quality of martial arts is divided into nine ranks, namely the lower third rank, the middle third rank, and the upper third rank.

The quality of Shui Binger's Bing Phoenix martial soul has already reached the eighth rank of the upper three ranks.

The master once said that 60.00% of the people in the Douluo Continent are of the lower third rank.

30.00% of the people's martial soul quality is the third grade, which is already considered a genius.

Only the last [-]% of people's martial soul quality is the upper third rank, and most of the martial soul quality of this [-]% is seventh rank, and those who can reach the eighth rank are already the top geniuses, Shui Bing'er Undoubtedly one of them.

"Pojun, is she the best of this generation?" Nie Kuangdao asked.

Nie Pojun nodded, "That's right, her martial soul is of the best quality in this generation."

Nie Kuangdao waved at Shui Bing'er and said with a satisfied smile, "Come here, kid."

Shui Bing'er put away her martial soul, walked up to Nie Kuangdao, and stood quietly.

"Come on, boy, give me your hand."

Shui Binger stretched out her hand obediently.

Nie Kuangdao held Shui Binger's hand, but with the other hand he grabbed Nie Yun's hand, and then put Shui Binger's hand on Nie Yun's.

"Boy, elder brother is making decisions for you now, and she will be your wife in the future."

What?
Nie Yun was stunned, so fast?
Why is the ancestor more anxious than him?
He held Shui Bing'er's slender hand, soft as if boneless, a little cold to the touch.

It wasn't the first time he held Shui Binger's hand, but this time he had a brand new feeling.

Shui Bing'er's face turned red all of a sudden, from her white neck all the way to her crystal earlobes.

She withdrew her hand like an electric shock, lowered her head, and kept pinching each other with her hands, feeling a little at a loss.

(End of this chapter)