Douluo: Bibi Dong abused her, Gu Yuena raised her

"Yes, it's me. How dare that stupid woman snatch a man from me? Doesn't she even consider whether she is worthy of me?"

Qian Renxue's tone was full of disdain. It was obvious that she was still brooding over the fact that she did not kill Ning Rongrong directly that day.

At the same time, his disguise completely disappeared at this moment, revealing his beautiful and indifferent true face.

Her skin is as white as jade, she has a graceful figure, and her long golden hair flows to her waist like a waterfall.

She was wearing a golden one-piece dress that perfectly outlined her figure.

There is a small angel mark between his eyebrows, which makes him look sacred and inviolable, yet exudes a heart-pounding chill.

Upon hearing this, Bone Douluo laughed out of anger: "Okay, okay, what a great Qian Renxue! Today I will seek justice for Rongrong!"

As he spoke, his soul ring shone and he transformed into a gigantic bone dragon that soared into the sky, charging straight towards Qian Renxue with endless pressure.

"Lao Gu, come back quickly! We are no match for her."

Sword Douluo Chen Xin shouted, trying to stop Bone Douluo Gu Rong, but he was still a step too slow.

The bone dragon rushed towards Qian Renxue with the force of destroying the world, but Qian Renxue just smiled contemptuously, and the shadow of the six-winged angel shone brightly.

The Holy Sword of Angels appeared in her palm, and with a slight wave, a golden sword light met the attack of the bone dragon.

"Boom!" A huge sound echoed in the hall. The golden sword light collided with the bone dragon, bursting out with dazzling light.

The bone dragon was pierced through by the sword's attack, and then annihilated by endless holy light.

"what!"

Bone Douluo's entire body was wrapped in countless sacred fires, which continued to burn his body, causing him to scream miserably.

"Old Bones!"

When Sword Douluo Chen Xin saw this, his eyes instantly turned red, and he was about to rush up to fight Qian Renxue.

However, Qian Renxue just gave him a cold glance, and he felt as if he was falling into an ice cellar, unable to move.

The Seven Killing Sword in his hand was also constantly humming and trembling. In front of the artifact Angel Holy Sword, he seemed to have met a natural enemy, and the light on the sword became dim.

"Uncle Jian, don't be impulsive."

Ning Fengzhi quickly spoke up to dissuade them. He knew that Qian Renxue not only had the support of the Spirit Hall, but also Bibi Dong, the god on earth. His resistance was meaningless.

He looked at Qian Renxue with deep eyes and said in a deep voice: "Qinghe, oh no, I should call you Your Majesty now. We, the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, are willing to submit to you."

As he spoke, Ning Fengzhi pulled Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo to kneel on one knee to show their submission.

Seeing this, the ministers followed suit one after another, and everyone knelt down in the hall.

"What are you all doing? Didn't you hear what she said?"

"This woman is not my son at all. She is an imposter and a traitor who is trying to usurp the throne! Someone come quickly! Protect me!"

When Emperor Xue Ye saw this scene, he cried out in despair.

He struggled to get up from the ground, but was stepped back by Snake Spear Douluo.

"Xue Ye, don't you understand yet?"

"They don't care who is the emperor. As long as it doesn't affect their interests, it doesn't matter who sits on that position." Qian Renxue smiled contemptuously, and the sword in her hand ruthlessly picked off Emperor Xue Ye's head. The blood stained her skirt red, but it also made her look more indifferent and noble.

The ministers all lowered their heads and remained silent, pretending not to see anything.

Ning Fengzhi was thinking about how to protect his little princess.

Qian Renxue's eyes swept across everyone, finally stopping at Ning Fengzhi. She spoke slowly:
"Teacher, you have always been smart. I am very satisfied with your actions today. But you must remember that once you submit to me, you must not have second thoughts. Otherwise, you will bear the consequences yourself."

Ning Fengzhi's heart trembled, and he lowered his head and said quickly: "Your Majesty, rest assured, Ning Fengzhi will be loyal and serve Your Majesty at all times."

Qian Renxue nodded slightly and continued: "Also, keep an eye on your daughter. If I find her trying to get close to Xiaoyu again, don't blame me for not remembering our friendship. No one, including men, can take away what I, Qian Renxue, want."

Ning Fengzhi's face changed slightly when he heard this, and he quickly responded: "Your Majesty, rest assured, I will definitely discipline Rongrong well and will never let her do anything that will displease Your Majesty again."

Seeing this, Qian Renxue nodded with satisfaction, and really enjoyed the feeling of being in power.

However, before she could be happy for long, an old minister mustered up his courage, tremblingly stepped forward and made a suggestion:
"Your Majesty, this is not possible! Since ancient times, siblings cannot marry each other. You and His Highness Qianyu are blood relatives. Such a relationship is not tolerated by the world and may cause criticism from the world!"

Upon hearing this, Qian Renxue's face instantly turned gloomy.

She glared at the old minister fiercely and said coldly, "Oh? According to what you said, my actions are against ethics and morality, right?"

The old minister immediately knelt on the ground, kowtowed repeatedly, and said with tears in his voice:
"That's right, Your Majesty. I dare to say that your relationship with His Highness Qianyu is indeed against etiquette."

"As the ruler of a country, how can you disregard human ethics?"

"However, if Your Majesty is really so hungry, I have a son who is only 28 years old, with good character and outstanding talents."

"If Your Majesty does not abandon me, I am willing to offer my son to Your Majesty to continue the royal bloodline and preserve the reputation of the royal family."

When the other nobles saw this, their faces instantly became hot, and they began to promote the unmarried sons of their families.

As Qian Renxue listened to the flattering words of these ministers, her face became increasingly cold, and a hint of anger flashed in her eyes.

She waved her sleeves suddenly, and a powerful soul power surged out, blowing away the ministers who were kneeling on the ground one after another.

"Enough!" Qian Renxue's voice was as cold as the wind, causing the temperature of the entire hall to drop a few degrees.

"How can I allow a bunch of you ants to interfere in my emotional affairs? In your eyes, is my love for Xiaoyu just a matter of lust?"

Qian Renxue said this with a murderous intent flashing in her eyes.

Then, she swung the angel's holy sword in her hand and slashed at the old minister.

The old minister's body slowly fell down, and there was deathly silence in the hall. Everyone was shocked by Qian Renxue's ruthless methods.

Qian Renxue retracted her sword, looked around again, and said coldly, "Who else has any objections?"

There was silence in the hall, and no one dared to look Qian Renxue in the eyes, for fear of becoming the next person to fall in a pool of blood.

Qian Renxue snorted coldly, turned around, walked towards the high seat, and slowly sat down on the dragon throne.

"Xiao Yu, for you, what does it matter if I become a tyrant? As long as I can keep you by my side, I can do anything." She murmured in a low voice, with a morbid smile on her face.

(End of this chapter)