Douluo: After Bibi Dong's abuse, Gu Yuena takes care of her

He turned around and found Biji, and asked anxiously: "Aunt Biji, when can Gu Yuena wake up?"

Brigitte was troubled, and shook her head gently, saying, "I can't be sure either. She was really injured too badly last time. The old injury had not healed yet. This time, the new injury plus the old illness, it will take more time and opportunity for her to recover."

Qian Renshang frowned, his hands unconsciously clenched into fists, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Is there no way to wake her up quickly?"

Brigitte sighed and said comfortingly, "Qian Renshang, don't worry too much. I will do my best to help her recover. It just takes some patience."

Qian Renshang took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and said, "Okay, thank you for your hard work, Aunt Biji. I will become a god as soon as possible and find a way to wake her up."

Qian Renshang looked at Gu Yuena quietly, his eyes full of affection and attachment. In fact, he had a lot to say to Gu Yuena, the love that had never been expressed, the persistence and perseverance in the battle, and the beautiful vision for the future.

His lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to speak, but he didn't know where to start. In the end, all his words turned into a helpless and heavy sigh.

"Nana, I wish I could just stay by your side and tell you everything about me."

Qian Renshang whispered softly, his voice filled with endless tenderness and sorrow.

But he knew he had no time left, and every minute or second of staying could put them in a more dangerous situation.

He stood up slowly, his eyes became firm and resolute. He knew that his more urgent task now was to become a god. Only by becoming a god could he fight against Bibi Dong and protect everything he cherished.

"Wait for me, Nana. When I have enough power, I will make all the sufferings stay away from us."

Qian Renshang took one last deep look at Gu Yuena, then turned around and left the tree hole with firm steps.

The sunlight outside the cave shone on him, but it could not warm his heavy heart at the moment. He looked up at the sky, and his faith became stronger. No matter how difficult the road to becoming a god was, he would go on without hesitation.

In the magnificent main hall of the Spirit Hall, the golden glazed tiles reflected the cold light, and the burning torches on the walls crackled. The originally solemn and dignified atmosphere was broken by a sudden sense of embarrassment.

Bibi Dong flashed and staggered into the hall.

Her gorgeous robe, a symbol of supreme power and divine majesty, was now riddled with holes, with a few wisps of cloth floating weakly in the wind.

There were still traces of fighting on the hem of the clothes, with strands of black divine power and golden silk threads entwined and twisted with each other, as if telling the brutality of the fierce battle just now.

Her long hair was no longer tied up smoothly and neatly as before. A few strands of silver hair stuck to her sweaty cheeks, making her look disheveled.

That usually noble, cold, intimidating and beautiful face was now full of fatigue and anger, with raging rage burning in his eyes, as if he wanted to burn the whole world to ashes.

Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo were originally standing respectfully in the hall discussing matters. When they heard the noise, they turned around and were instantly shocked and stood there in shock.

The chrysanthemum that Ju Douluo had been playing with in his hand fell to the ground with a "plop". He widened his eyes, his eye sockets almost bursting, the muscles on his face twitched uncontrollably, his mouth opened so wide that it seemed as if an egg could fit in it, his face full of disbelief.

"Your Holiness, what are you doing..."

Ju Douluo finally found his voice, but it was trembling like a leaf in the autumn wind, with fear and panic that were difficult to conceal. (End of this chapter)