Douluo's dark fallen angel

Chapter 140

After an unknown amount of time, an arm like a bud protruded from a huge deep pit.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Qianhunfeng crawled out of the ground, greedily breathing the fresh air around him.

If a stone tablet were erected here, he would have just unearthed the zombies, and Qian Hunfeng would still be in the mood to swear in his heart, because the scene he just unearthed was so graphic.

Lying on the ground, he could still feel the residual burnt smell in the air.

This time Tang San could be regarded as all scum left, Qian Hunfeng felt relieved, although his current physical condition was a bit miserable, but judging from his achievements, it was still not worth mentioning.

"kindness?"

Qianhunfeng glanced at the power of the fallen angel in his body, and then smiled wryly.

Sure enough, Diffuse Angel couldn't perceive it either.

Although he already knew the outcome of the matter and was prepared for it, when this scene really happened, he was still laughed at by the will of the world.

Is this revenge on him?

Feeling something in his heart, Qianhunfeng looked up at the blue sky,
The sky was cloudless and the weather was fine.

But there was another feeling in Qianhunfeng Mingming, the feeling of watching before was even more serious at this time.

Is this not killing myself and not giving up, wanting to keep an eye on myself all the time?

Qian Hunfeng raised a middle finger to the sky, and said with disdain: "If you have the ability, kill me, trash!"

"Boom!"

There was a sudden thunder in the clear sky.

The sky actually responded!

This startled Qian Hunfeng, thinking that a thunderbolt would really come down from the sky to make him ascend from the catastrophe.

The soul power in his body has been completely exhausted now, there is really no drop.

Crawling out of the soil just now has already exhausted his last bit of strength. If it really came like that from the sky, he might be able to get the boxed lunch directly.

However, after a few seconds, the movement in the sky disappeared. Qian Hunfeng breathed a sigh of relief when he found that there was only thunder in the sky but no thunder.

It turned out to be a fake move to scare people.

Sure enough, it is impossible for the will of the world to launch an attack on the life in the continent for no reason. The previous time he only used his ability to diffuse angels.

He didn't expect that he would actually get a response from that thing when he acted casually. This is a very bad phenomenon.

This proves that he has really been completely targeted by the will of the world at this time, and he is still being watched 24 hours a day without any blind spots.

Qian Hunfeng felt a toothache. If he had properly sued him for violating personal privacy in his previous life,

But there is no law in Douluo Continent, and even if it is impossible to target the will of this plane.

Qian Hunfeng looked at the sky above his head, and tentatively shouted: "Well, how about we discuss it? Anyway, Tang San is dead now, why don't you find another son of the plane? If it doesn't work, I will be wronged and replace Tang San Three, what do you think?"

After waiting for a few seconds, the previous situation did not appear this time, and Qianhunfeng did not receive any response.

He said again: "If you don't agree, that's fine. Let's discuss something else. If you say it's okay to keep staring at me, you will be tired and I won't feel well. Otherwise, you should stop staring at me from now on. What should you do?" What are you doing, I can't do anything that harms the mainland, so our previous grievances will be wiped out, how about that?"

This time, there was still no response, but Qianhunfeng was not in a hurry, and lay on the ground for another hour.

An hour later, when he noticed that the pair of eyes on his head were still there, he knew that what he said just now had no effect.

quack quack!
A crow flew over Qianhunfeng's head, seeming to laugh silently.

"It's not over, fuck it." Qian Hunfeng sneered: "Okay, you can watch it if you like it, and see what you can do with me!"

Qian Hunfeng closed his eyes immediately, and lay down on the ground to recover his soul power. How long has passed like this
Sensing the familiar soul power approaching, Qian Hunfeng stood up with difficulty.

"Young master, young master!"

Han Dang's anxious voice came from a distance, with a deliberate trill in his voice, "My young master, my young master!"

Qian Hunfeng waited expressionlessly for a few seconds, while Han Dang's tears came towards him from a distance.

"Young master, are you alright young master, are you seriously injured? Are you exhausted, young master, young master"

Looking at the appearance of his young master, Han Dang burst into tears and fell to the ground.

"Young master, please tell me which one who suffered a thousand swords made you like this, old slave, I must tear him alive!"

"I am fine."

Qianhunfeng interrupted Han Dang with a helpless expression, "Take me back to the Wuhun Palace first, I can still persevere now."

"Young master, are you really okay?"

Obviously Han Dang didn't believe it, because Qian Hunfeng's physical condition was really tragic at this time.

Except for one arm that was intact, there were only a few strips of cloth hanging on the key parts of the clothes on his body, his whole body was scorched black, and his head was even more bald, without a single hair.

"I can still hold on." Qian Hunfeng put a hand on Han Dang's shoulder: "Take me back quickly."

Han Dang swallowed his own words back, "Young master, I have already prepared the carriage for you, and Xiao Wu was also brought by the old slave.

The eldest lady and His Highness Hu Liena heard that you were injured and wanted to come to see you, but they were sent back by the old slave. "

"Good job," Qianhunfeng praised him.

"in addition."

"what happened?"

"The Great Elder is here too."

"grandfather?"

Qian Hunfeng raised his head suddenly, his face was full of astonishment.

It seemed that he was waiting for Han Dang's words on purpose. In an instant, a dazzling light shone from the sky, and an old man in a black robe and long silver-gold hair walked out of the golden light.

With the appearance of the old man, time seemed to stand still at this moment.

He just stood there and obviously did nothing, but he represented the pinnacle of the mainland's strength.

Qian Hunfeng was shocked to find that the pair of eyes on the top of his head that had been watching him disappeared completely with the appearance of the golden light, and the tension surrounding his heart disappeared with the appearance of the old man.

This is the strongest person in the mainland today, the existence that even the will of the world must retreat from
"Soul Wind."

In the sky, Qian Daoliu looked gentle, he took a step casually, and appeared directly in front of Qian Hunfeng and Han Dang.

Han Dang bent down and silently stepped aside.

"Grandpa, why are you here?"

Qian Hunfeng knew that Qian Daoliu, who was now the guardian of the angelic heritage, could not leave the Angel Temple.

Qian Daoliu frowned: "If I don't come, I'm afraid that my son from the Qian family will be completely cut off from you, brat, you don't tell grandpa about such a big thing!"

Qian Hunfeng lowered his head guiltily: "Didn't I also succeed myself?"

Suddenly, he felt a warm current pouring into the exhausted meridians in his body, nourishing his body like nectar.

"do not move!"

Qian Daoliu still had a straight face, but his hand was placed on Qianhunfeng's head, with a golden light in his palm, healing Qianhunfeng's injuries.

How can there be a grandfather who doesn't love his grandson?

(End of this chapter)