Douluo's Shura Angel

Chapter 3 Indulge and accompany

Qian Renxue didn't tell anyone what happened that day, not even her closest grandfather.

The blond girl's little heart is full of the joy of having her own little secret, which belongs to her alone!
Shura is even more indifferent to this matter, even if his strength does not exist, even if his physical body is gone, only his soul remains, he is still invincible in this world.

When he woke up, he had already inspected this world, and also explored the entire God Realm. Naturally, he also knew about the second-generation Shura God who came from the lower realm, and the other four God Kings who have been paying attention to this world.

Coincidentally, the highest authority and the strongest power in the God Realm are all my acquaintances!Either his old friend, or his successor.

Shura and the other four great god-kings were all conceived and raised by the purest energy in the universe, so they were relatively close by nature, and they forged a deep friendship in the process of establishing the God Realm together.

Therefore, after Shura explored the God Realm, he passed the news of his return to the kind people, and told them that the second generation God Shura would bring back something.

As for the second-generation Shura God, he had already come from the lower realm when he explored the God Realm, and now he was wandering around the Wuhun Temple, and he had already felt the second-generation Shura's divine sense covering the entire Wuhun City.

However, now Shura doesn't want to see the second generation God Shura and his Shura sword.

So, now the second generation Shura God is staying excitedly in Wuhun City together with Shura Sword, waiting to meet Shura.

Strictly speaking, Wuhun City now belongs to the territory of the Angel God, especially the Wuhun Temple is the most important place for her angel inheritance, so the Angel God has already discovered the Shura God and the Shura Sword staying on his territory. .

Especially recently, on a whim, she wanted to take a look at the successor she had already chosen, but she almost vomited blood. She found that the successor of the Angel God she had chosen was about to become the God of Shura. The bright, bright, and purified soul has become a substantial killing intent to guard the soul, and the killing seeds have also taken root in the soul.

Such a soul has nothing to do with gods like angel gods, and Qian Renxue can only succeed the killing gods now.

And the culprit that caused the current situation...

The Angel God looked at God Shura's burly body, his unfathomable and vast divine power, the substantive murderous aura lingering on Shura's sword, and then at his thin body, his pitiful divine power that was weaker than that of God Shura, and Seeing the Shura Sword is like a mouse seeing a cat, only daring to exude a faint divine light, the Angel Excalibur.

Angel God sighed helplessly, and decided to swallow this breath. It was definitely not her Congxin, but because there are so many lower realms in the God Realm, she can still meet a better successor!
The second generation Shura God didn't know that he carried a big pot out of nowhere, but to him, it didn't matter how big the pot was, since it couldn't beat him anyway.

……

The moon and stars were sparse, and the Wuhun City, which had been bustling all day, gradually became quiet except for the night market.

The same is true for the Wuhun Temple, except for occasional rooms with bright lights and teams of patrolling guards, they have already gone to rest or practice.

And at night, Qian Renxue hated it the most, because she couldn't see anyone else in her room, she didn't have her parents' sleep service, she didn't have the bedtime stories that most children are accustomed to, and there was no time when her parents were worried at night. There is no tucked-in quilt corner, and there is no good night kiss from my parents when I am half asleep.

Before meeting him, she had nothing but grandpa.

Her father, Chihiro Ji, left her early, and she had never enjoyed much love from her father.

As for her mother, Bibi Dong, she has hated her extremely since she was born, and has always looked at her with cold and indifferent eyes, she has never enjoyed maternal love.

Therefore, only grandpa is the best to her in this grand and magnificent Wuhun Temple.

At least, that was the case before she met him.

But now the night has become the time she looks forward to the most, because she knows that someone is always with her and caring for her.

Someone will tell her a bedtime story, someone will coax her to sleep patiently and gently, and someone will listen to her narrate the joy and grievance in her heart...

Obviously sometimes she was too greedy for this warmth, but he was not angry or annoyed when he was playing petty temper. He just gently stroked his hair and coaxed himself gently.

He said that he wanted to accept himself as a disciple and promise himself a god, but she was very unwilling. She always felt that if she agreed, she would regret it very much in the future!
Qian Renxue didn't know what she wanted, but she knew that what she wanted was definitely not the case.

……

Qian Renxue lay quietly on the bed, her petite and exquisite body was covered with a big white soft quilt, only her small head was exposed, her two small hands were holding the edge of the quilt, her big nimble blue eyes were rolling around, softly Nuo Nuo asked, "Uncle Shura, what story are you going to tell Xue'er tonight?"

"You!" Shura, who walked out of Qian Renxue's Sea of ​​Consciousness, sat on the bed and tapped her forehead helplessly, listening to her soft cry of pain.

Shura felt that he was very happy in his heart, but unfortunately, this kind of emotion couldn't flow on the surface, otherwise, he would be even happier.

Looking at the little girl who pretended to be pitiful, stared at him with her big moist eyes, and accused him of his atrocities.

Shura had no choice but to pamper Qian Renxue's snow-white forehead, and said softly: "Okay, okay, my fault, it's all my fault."

"Hee hee~" Qian Renxue's aggrieved appearance disappeared immediately, she lifted the quilt directly, stretched out her little hand to hug Shura's arm: "I forgive you, I still want to hear the story!"

As he spoke, he raised his bright eyes and looked at Shura, his eyes were full of joy and expectation!

Shura stretched out the arm that was not held by Qian Renxue and gently patted Qian Renxue's small back, coaxing: "Okay, okay! You lie down in the quilt first, and I will tell you when you lie down!"

Qian Renxue pursed her lips, wanting to hug him like this, but, seeing that Shura couldn't bear to talk anymore, she could only snort heavily to express her displeasure!

"Hmph!" After expressing her displeasure, Qian Renxue got into the quilt obediently, and lay down obediently.

Shura looked at the big blue eyes rolling around, waiting for the blond girl who was telling the story, stretched out his hand to help her tuck the corners of the quilt, and after confirming, he spoke softly:
"Legend, in the past..."

Before Shura's story was finished, Qian Renxue was already very satisfied and fell into a deep sleep.

Shura looked at Qian Renxue who was sleeping under the soft moonlight, her immature and lovely face was full of satisfaction and joy, the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked up, and the whole person was exuding joy!
Shura couldn't help the love and pampering in his heart, stretched out his hand and gently gathered Qian Renxue's hair that had accidentally fallen to the corner of her mouth behind her delicate ears, listening to her soft murmur in her sleep, the corners of her mouth curled up unconsciously. hook……

(End of this chapter)