Douluo: My mother is Bibi Dong, Qian Renxue is my sister

Chapter 19 At Least I Can Control You Now
"Okay, but you and Feng'er don't necessarily need to come back intact after a year. It's enough for Guimei and Yueguan to come back intact. Go pack your things. I don't want to see you in Wuhun City before tomorrow morning."

Qian Daoliu's words were very clear - he could give Bibi Dong a chance and forcibly protect her and her son for a year, but if she was unable to make Xue Mo fully recover after a year, the Spirit Hall would kill them immediately.

The people who took action were Gui Mei and Yue Guan. This was also the opportunity given to them by Qian Daoliu. If Xue Mo could not recover, he would have no reason to keep the child. They would not be punished too harshly for killing Bibi Dong and her son with their own hands.

Bibi Dong naturally knew what Qian Daoliu meant. She did not continue to fight for herself and her children. She put the children down and kowtowed to Qian Daoliu: "Thank you, great priest."

Bibi Dong stood up and picked up Xue Mo. Qian Renxue, who was standing nearby, saw her brother being picked up, opened her arms and cried, also asking for a hug.

Bibi Dong felt very complicated as she looked at her pitiful daughter, whose face was covered with blood and tears. Her delicate body trembled slightly. She hardened her heart, stood up, stopped looking at her daughter, and strode away.

"Wow! Wow..."

The moment Bibi Dong left, Qian Renxue burst into tears. Tears slid down Bibi Dong's cheeks, but she never looked back.

Until Bibi Dong's figure disappeared from sight, Qian Daoliu waved towards the bedroom, and Qian Renxue's nanny ran out, picked up Qian Renxue from the ground, and coaxed her softly while wiping the blood and tears from her face.

Qian Daoliu glanced at Demon Bear Douluo, who understood what he meant. He picked up the still unconscious Guimei and told his two companions to evacuate immediately.

On the way of evacuation, they happened to meet the Demon-Subduing Douluo who had rushed back and Cixue who still hadn't figured out the situation. After greeting the Demon-Subduing Douluo, they immediately grabbed the idiot Cixue and ran away.

After everyone left, Qian Daoliu walked into the bedroom. Qian Xunji was sitting on a chair in the bedroom, with his shoulder held down by Golden Crocodile Douluo, unable to move.

Seeing Qian Daoliu coming, Qian Xunji said with a gloomy face: "I didn't expect you to stop me again. Don't you see that the little beast can't be controlled?"

Qian Daoliu said calmly: "Not necessarily, at least I can control you now."

Qianxunji was speechless. He glared at Qiandaoliu and asked, "Father, are you trying to take my throne?"

Qian Daoliu's tone remained calm: "I helped you to take the position in the past, and I have never thought of taking your position over the years. Naturally, I will not have such an idea in the future. But you'd better think seriously about whether you want to be the Pope of the Spirit Hall or become a god."

Qianxun said quickly: "These two things are not contradictory."

Qian Daoliu shook his head: "No, there is a conflict now. Do you think that today's situation is really just because of a woman?"

Qian Xunji was silent.

Indeed, most of the presbytery betrayed the Pope. Such a terrible incident showed that the Pope had become disloyal and was no longer suitable to continue serving as Pope. A mere woman could not have caused such a big impact. The root cause still lies with herself.

Perhaps my ruthless attitude during this period was really a bit too much...

Qian Daoliu saw Qian Xunji stopped talking, and said to Golden Crocodile Douluo: "Second Brother, let's go, Sixth Brother and Seventh Brother are waiting for us."

Golden Crocodile Douluo nodded, released his hand on Qianxunji's shoulder, and left the Pope's bedroom with Qian Daoliu.

Outside the bedroom, Qianjun Douluo took the medicine brought by Jiangmo Douluo and was able to stand up. Seeing Qian Daoliu coming out, Qianjun Douluo stepped forward and said, "Thank you, big brother, for saving my life." Qian Daoliu asked, "How did you two feel when you faced off against those two moves just now?"

Demon Subduing Douluo spoke first: "Strong! Too strong! Big brother, I'm not exaggerating. When Xiaoju attacked me just now, I even felt like I was facing you!"

Qianjun Douluo expressed it more clearly: "It's very strange. You know the power of my ninth soul skill, but when it hit the little ghost, it was like hitting the air. It didn't cause any harm to him at all!
I speculate that the little ghost fell to the ground exhausted because he failed to control the output of soul power when he used this move for the first time. The most correct way to use this move should be to take advantage of the period when the soul skill cannot be attacked to cause huge damage to the opponent, and then control the ghost soldiers condensed by the soul power to make up the blow. Unfortunately, he summoned the ghost soldiers too early, and almost all of them were crushed by me. The remaining few took a full ten breaths to crawl over, leaving the opponent with too much time to react and rescue. "

Hearing this, Jiang Mo Douluo's eyes lit up and he said, "So the original usage and power of Xiao Ju's move might be different from the one just now? Big brother, quickly let Xiao Ju recover from her injury. I want to see the complete version of that move again! Ah! Brother, why did you hit me?"

Qianjun Douluo put away the Panlong Staff, squinted at his brother and said, "I'm hitting you because you're old but not smart. I almost died after taking one of your moves, and Feng'er almost died after using those two moves. Do you want to see it again? If you want to die, no one can stop you, but don't hurt Feng'er!"

The Demon Subduing Douluo was shocked when he heard this: "Ah? Feng'er almost died? Where is he now? How is his condition?"

Qian Daoliu said: "Let's go back first, we can talk slowly on the way."

Then he turned to the nanny beside him and said, "Take the child back. Don't tell anyone about what happened today. Remember?"

The wet nurse nodded repeatedly to indicate that she remembered. Then she respectfully saw the four priests off and returned to the bedroom.

The moment she entered the bedroom, the nanny screamed, sat down on the ground, and almost threw Qian Renxue out of her arms.

Inside the bedroom, the wet nurse who was in charge of taking care of the young master was lying in a pool of blood, covered in wounds. There was still fear in her eyes, and she was staring at the door.

Qian Xunji placed the Holy Angel Sword in her hand lightly on her neck and cut it slowly. In just a few strokes, the sharp Holy Angel Sword cut off her head completely.

Perhaps she wanted to ask for help from the chief priest outside the door, but unfortunately Qianxunji didn't let her make any sound.

It is also possible that the chief priest was not unaware of her plight, but he did not care...

The wet nurse's entire body was shaking like a sieve. Her body was extremely stiff and she sat on the ground, not daring to move.

Qianxunji looked at her and said coldly: "Xue'er likes you very much and needs your care. I won't kill you, but she is no longer useful. Clean up this place and don't let the bloody smell bother Xue'er."

After saying that, Qianxunji strode out of the bedroom.

The moment he stepped out of the door, Qianxunji's eyes flashed purple light, and the corners of his mouth raised, revealing a hint of madness.

"You can control me? And you want me to reflect? You old immortal, you probably don't know your own identity! You are just a thug hired by the Spirit Hall, and I am the Pope of the Spirit Hall!"

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(End of this chapter)