Douluo: Bibi Dong abused her, Gu Yuena raised her

Chapter 7: The Charming Power of the Fallen Angel! Qian Renxue's Fall
The aura of the two men's battle has attracted many elders and priests from the Spirit Hall.

At this time, these people were watching their noses and their hearts, not daring to breathe, for fear that they would be silenced.

"That's enough, Bibi Dong. No matter what your reasons are, you can't deny that you killed the Pope of the Spirit Hall. This is a fact."

Qian Daoliu took a deep breath and continued.

"Now that Xiaoxue's father has passed away, I don't want him to lose his mother as well."

"If you can let go of your past hatred, I can give you a chance to stay in the Spirit Hall. Even the position of Pope is not impossible."

"What? You won't kill me? And you'll give me the position of Pope?"

Bibi Dong opened her eyes wide in surprise.

I don't quite understand what this old guy is thinking?
As for Qian Daoliu's words about letting go of hatred, she instinctively ignored it.

"Don't get me wrong, I did this for Xiaoxue, otherwise I would have slapped you to death long ago."

"Allowing you to be the Pope is also to allow you to atone for your sins and pave the way for Xiaoxue in the future."

"Also, you are not allowed to attack Xiaoxue again. Otherwise, you don't want that useless corpse of Yu Xiaogang to appear in front of you, do you?" Qian Daoliu threatened sternly.

“Qian Daoliu, how dare you!” Bibi Dong’s eyes instantly froze into ice, emitting cold light.

She clenched her fists so tightly that her nails almost dug into her palms.

"Ha! There is nothing in the world that I dare not do."

Qian Daoliu sneered, and nine soul rings appeared on his body one by one.

The terrifying pressure from the Level 99 Ultimate Douluo swept across the entire world.

"Pass on my order, the Pope has fallen! The culprit is the descendant of Haotian Sect! - Tang Hao!"

"From today on, we will do our utmost to capture Tang Hao. Any force that dares to protect him will be regarded as an enemy of the Spirit Hall!"

"In addition, the Spirit Hall has officially declared war on the Clear Sky Sect, vowing to wipe out all of its remnants to restore the reputation of our Spirit Hall!"

Qian Daoliu's voice resounded through the sky like thunder.

"Yes! Great offering."

No one dared to delay, and immediately bowed and accepted the order, then left.

In the end, Bibi Dong became the Pope of the Spirit Hall without knowing it.

But Bibi Dong couldn't be happy at all because her cub was missing.

"It's gone! How could it be gone? Get out here right now, you little bastard!"

There was a hint of panic in Bibi Dong's voice.

She searched every inch of land in Wuhun City frantically, her heart filled with anxiety.

"Could it be Qian Daoliu..." She suddenly raised her head, her eyes as sharp as torches, looking in the direction of the worship hall.

In the blink of an eye, a few days passed and Bibi Dong still didn't find Qianyu, so she had to go to the Worship Hall to ask Qian Daoliu for the person.

But how could Qian Daoliu, whose son had just died, indulge her? He directly kicked her out of the gate of the worship hall and said coldly: "Get lost! I don't have time to play with you!"

Bibi Dong staggered a few steps, steadied herself, and her face was as pale as paper.

She knew very well that she was no match for Qian Daoliu, but a war with the Haotian Sect was imminent.

She could only temporarily put aside the search for Qianyu and devote all her energy to the confrontation with the Haotian Sect.

Qianyu has been treated by various top healing soul masters from the Spirit Hall these days, and his injuries are almost healed.

But he seemed to have a serious mental problem. He would only wake up for a while on time at mealtime.

But this made it hard for the healing soul masters who treated him, as they were often scolded by Qian Renxue as quacks.

In the treatment room of Wuhun City, Qian Renxue looked at Qianyu lying unconscious on the bed with distress, and said hurriedly to the healing soul master beside her:
"What happened to Xiaoyu? Why is he so sleepy? Are you quacks really any good? Believe it or not, I'll ask my grandfather to replace all of you!"

There was a slight tremor in her voice and her eyes were red. It was obvious that she was extremely worried about Qianren's safety.

The healing soul masters looked at each other, all with troubled expressions.

"Miss, the young master's injuries are too severe, and he has too many hidden diseases accumulated over the years."

"If it weren't for the young master's special physique, he would have died long ago."

"Besides, with our current level, we can't even find out where his injuries are."

"We can only try our best to stabilize his injuries. If we want to cure him completely, I'm afraid..." The healing soul master hesitated to speak.

"What are you afraid of? Tell me!" Qian Renxue's voice was as cold as ice.

"I'm afraid only the legendary Nine-Hearted Begonia Martial Spirit can completely heal Young Master's injuries."

"The Undead Sect has been hunted down by our Spirit Hall for generations, and the Nine-Hearted Begonia has disappeared for many years."

The healing soul master answered truthfully.

The Nine-Hearted Begonia is a legendary martial spirit. It is said that as long as there is a breath left, no matter how serious the injury is, it can be healed.

"Nine-Hearted Begonia? She has disappeared for many years? Isn't she just..."

Qian Renxue was about to say something, but suddenly remembered that in this era, Ye Lengling seemed to have not even awakened his martial soul.

"Forget it, you guys go out first!" Qian Renxue waved her hand gently, signaling the healing soul masters to leave.

She sat alone on the bed, staring at Qianren's delicate, snow-white face, feeling mixed emotions.

She gently stroked Qianren's forehead and whispered, "Brother, you must make it. I can't lose you."

Qian Renxue looked at Qianyu.

The boy's skin was as white as snow, and his long silver hair fell on the pillow, making him look extremely weak.

He just lay on the bed in an irregular and crooked position, with empty eyes, looking like an unconscious puppet, completely lifeless.

But if this is a puppet, then there is no puppet in the world more exquisite and delicate than him.

Due to the special nature of the fallen angel's martial spirit, Qianyu exudes an enchanting charm all the time.

This aura of holiness and evil intertwined almost made Qian Renxue sink completely, and she felt addicted.

Qian Renxue's breath choked and she swallowed with a dry throat.

She felt like she was about to fall, and the man in front of her was like a devil tempting her.

She shook her head vigorously.

No! No! This is not allowed.

I am the young master of the Spirit Hall and Xiaoyu's sister. I cannot have any improper thoughts about my younger brother.

But her hand still stretched out unconsciously, with a "ripping" sound.

Her fingers accidentally tore open Qianyu's clothes, revealing his skin as white as jade.

She suddenly retracted her hand, two red clouds appeared on her cheeks, and her heart was beating like a drum.

How can this be considered unreasonable?
This is the love that a sister has for her brother. It is the most normal thing for a sister to hug her brother!
Qianyu's empty eyes gradually came into focus, he slowly woke up from his dream, and saw a golden-haired man hugging him tightly.

Qianyu: "..."

Isn’t this sister too enthusiastic?

Calm down. Will it embarrass her to talk at this time?
Isn't it time for dinner yet?
How about I sleep a little longer?
(End of this chapter)