Douluo's Death Angel

After returning to the Wuhun Hall, Qian Renling moved the flower pot to the door of Jiu'er's house, and wandered casually with Jiu'er in the aisle of the Wuhun Hall, but saw his father.

Qian Xunji's face was pale, with a little blood on his mouth, and he walked slowly with the support of Yueguan weakly.

Qian Renling pulled Jiu'er over, walked up to him, and asked worriedly, "Father, what's wrong with you?"

Looking at the two carrot heads in front of him, Chihiro Ji's face turned paler, and his voice was weak, "It's nothing."

He gritted his teeth, and there was hatred in his golden eyes, hatred for Tang Hao.

I thought it was a surefire thing, but I didn't expect that [-]-year-old soul beast to be sacrificed to Tang Hao!

What made Chihiro hate the most was that Tang Hao became a Titled Douluo after receiving the sacrifice, and he was severely injured with the Clear Sky Hammer!

This made it difficult for the arrogant Chihiro Ji to accept.

"But……"

Qian Renling said hesitantly, caught a glimpse of his eyes, but still didn't say anything, followed them, let Jiu'er follow them, and entered the Pope's Palace together.

Sitting on the stone seat, Qian Xunji's expression improved a bit, his eyes were full of coldness, "I must kill Tang Hao with my own hands."

Chihiro Ji hates that a hundred thousand year soul beast is sacrificed in front of their eyes like this!

He clenched his fist and hammered it on the handrail next to the stone seat.

When his injury recovers, he will definitely kill Tang Hao with his own hands!

Chapter 21 Weaknesses

The hatred for Tang Hao made Qian Xunji's face darken, and he was a different person from before.

Yue Guan and Gui Mei stayed aside, waiting for his anger to dissipate.

"dad."

Qian Renling looked at him in surprise, "Didn't you go hunting the soul beast? Why is your face so pale?"

Although he is only six years old, he already knows a lot of truths.

Hunting and killing soul beasts is an essential skill for soul masters.From the moment he got his first spirit ring, he was destined to hunt and kill many spirit beasts.

"Meet a nasty person."

Chihiro Ji was in a bad mood, but he softened his tone when facing him, not sounding very fierce, "His name is Tang Hao."

"Xiao Ling, please remember, our Qian family and Tang family have a deep hatred, if we meet them, we will kill them."

Tang Hao, a member of the Clear Sky School!

When he recovers from his injury, never let him go!

"The Tang family?"

Qian Renling didn't quite understand, her little face was full of confusion.Jiu'er stood beside him, equally dazed.

"Haotianzong!"

Chihiro gritted his teeth, "The Haotian School and our Spirit Hall are incompatible."

Perhaps the hatred was too strong, he coughed up a little blood, looking at the blood on the palm of his hand, Qian Xunji coughed for a long time.

His face was pale, and his eyes were like sudden poison, which shows how fiercely Tang Hao beat him.

Fortunately, the injury was serious and not fatal.

Seeing how uncomfortable Qian Xunji was, Qian Renling remembered Tang Hao's name.

Tang family and Haotianzong...

When he is strong, he will not let anyone go.

It doesn't matter right or wrong, he only knows that his father was hurt, and that person is his enemy.

Tang Hao, a name he will never forget in his life.

"You and Jiu'er go play first, I want to rest."

Chihiro Ji told him for a while, feeling tired.

He was physically and mentally exhausted from being beaten by Tang Hao's Haotian Hammer, and he urgently needed to rest.

He waved his hand and signaled the two of them to go out and play.

Qian Renling took Jiu'er's hand, and the two little radish heads left quickly.

During this period, they didn't return, so they naturally didn't realize that Chihiro Ji's eyes on Jiu'er were not very friendly.

His left hand moved slowly on the armrest, his face softened a little, a little rosy, and his eyes were full of thoughts.

He was thinking about Jiu'er's sense of belonging to Wuhundian and his feelings for Qian Renling.

Those rose-red eyes mixed with hatred appeared in his mind, and the strong hatred seemed to be transformed into substance, the kind that could be cut at him by a sword blade.

He laughed out loud at this, with a paranoid look on his handsome face.

Bibi Dong, even if you love Yu Xiaogang again, so what?

From that day on, your body belongs to me.