Douluo Continent: Blue and Silver Twins, adopted by Bibi Dong

Chapter 137 Ling Yuan: If it were a daughter, wouldn't it be wonderful to have Lan Yue as her son-in-law? (Please continue reading!)

"it's me."

Bibi Dong raised her head, looking at the familiar Spirit Hall flags on the city wall, a complex light flashing in her eyes.

The knights guarding the city were taken aback at first, then their expressions changed drastically.

"Her Highness the Saintess?!"

The lead knight stammered, nearly dropping his lance.

Although they hadn't seen Bibi Dong many times, her face, her purple eyes, and that chilling aura—it was unmistakable!

"quick!

"Open the city gates immediately!"

The Knights captain practically roared it out.

The city gate slowly opened, and Bibi Dong stepped in.

She ignored the knights kneeling on the ground and walked straight into the depths of Wuhun City.

I walked through familiar streets and passed familiar intersections.

I haven't been back for over a year, but everything here seems unchanged.

But she knew that some things were no longer the same.

She was no longer the saint who needed her teacher's protection, no longer the girl who would be discouraged by a failure.

She is Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong, who came from the city of slaughter.

Bibi Dong, who possesses the Killing God Domain.

The side hall of the Papal Palace, Blue Moon's residence.

Blue Moon had been standing at the door waiting for quite a while.

He didn't know what he was waiting for, but the inexplicable premonition in his heart grew stronger and stronger, so strong that he couldn't calm down to cultivate.

"Your Highness?"

Dugu Bo appeared behind him at some point, looking at him with a puzzled expression: "It's so late, what are you doing here—"

"Shhh."

Lan Yue raised her hand to interrupt him, her gaze still fixed on the distance.

Dugu Bo opened his mouth, then wisely shut it.

Suddenly, Lan Yue's body stiffened.

In the darkness in the distance, a figure was walking towards him.

The figure moved quickly, with an eagerness that seemed to demand more.

The moonlight shone on her, illuminating her stunning face and those familiar purple eyes.

Blue Moon was stunned.

Then he smiled.

That smile was brighter than the moonlight.

"Sister Dong'er."

He called softly, his voice not loud, but carrying an indescribable tenderness.

The figure suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Then, it rushed over even faster.

"Xiaoyue!!!"

Bibi Dong's voice was choked with sobs, carrying more than a year's worth of longing, and the unwavering determination that had sustained her on her journey through hell.

She pulled Lan Yue into her arms tightly, as if she wanted to meld him into her own body.

"My sister's back—my sister's back—"

She repeated it over and over, her voice choked with emotion.

Lan Yue was a little breathless from being hugged so tightly, but she didn't struggle.

He simply reached out and gently patted Bibi Dong's back, just as she used to do when she coaxed him to sleep.

"Welcome home, Sister Dong'er."

Bibi Dong buried her face in Lan Yue's hair, and tears finally streamed down her face.

she cried.

It's not the forbearance one displays when facing life and death on the road to hell, nor the numbness one experiences after a hundred consecutive victories in the arena.

But it was in this small embrace, in front of the person she had been longing for day and night.

She cried like a child.

Lan Yue didn't speak, but simply held her quietly, letting her tears soak her shoulders.

Seeing this, Dugu Bo wisely retreated quietly into the darkness.

Under the moonlight, two figures embraced tightly.

More than a year of separation has turned into the joy of reunion at this moment.

After a long while, Bibi Dong finally stopped crying.

She released Lan Yue, looked down at him, her eyes filled with tenderness.

"You've grown taller."

She spoke softly, reaching out to touch Lan Yue's hair.

Lan Yue's lips curled up slightly: "Of course, I'm not a child anymore."

Bibi Dong was amused by his words and reached out to pinch his cheek: "In front of me, you will always be a child."

Blue Moon rolled her eyes, but didn't dodge.

Looking at his little expression, Bibi Dong felt a warm current welling up in her heart.

very nice.

It's still that familiar little guy, still that little guy who rolls his eyes, acts cute, and clings to her and refuses to get up.

"Xiaoyue".

Bibi Dong suddenly called out softly.

"Um?"

Blue Moon raised its head.

Bibi Dong lowered her head and gently kissed his forehead, her voice soft yet firm: "I will never leave again."

Lan Yue was slightly taken aback, then smiled.

"it is good."

He said.

"It's a deal then, no take-backs allowed."

Bibi Dong nodded emphatically: "I won't go back on my word."

That evening, at the Papal Palace.

Qian Xunji was sitting in his study, flipping through the secret reports submitted by the branch halls from various places.

Lingyuan sat to the side, holding an unfinished little garment in her hand, sewing it stitch by stitch, her face beaming with the happy smile of someone about to become a mother.

"Your Holiness the Pope."

A servant's voice came from outside the door, tinged with urgency: "Her Highness the Holy Maiden has returned to the city."

Qian Xunji paused slightly in the secret report in his hand.

"What?"

He looked up, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes: "Dong'er's back?"

"yes.

Upon entering the city, they went directly to His Highness the Holy Son's residence.

Qian Xunji put down the secret report, stood up, and walked to the window. In the distance, in the direction of the side hall of the Papal Palace, the lights were bright.

"Less than two years —"

Qian Xunji muttered to himself, a proud smile playing on his lips: "I survived the Killing City in less than two years and even made it through Hell Road."

"As expected of my disciple, Qian Xunji."

Qianxun turned around quickly and instructed the servant, "Understood."

Go down.

Let's not disturb them tonight; let them enjoy their time together.

"Yes."

The attendant acknowledged the order and withdrew.

Lingyuan put down her needlework and looked at the undisguised pride on her husband's face. She couldn't help but laugh and say, "Look how happy you are. You're even happier than when you broke through yourself."

Qian Xunji sat back down in his chair, revealing a rare genuine emotion: "Dong'er, that child, has never needed anyone to worry about him since he was little."

With twin martial souls and unparalleled talent, he has now survived the City of Slaughter and obtained the God of Slaughter Domain.

That kind of spirit, that kind of perseverance, even I back then was ashamed of myself for not being able to match it.

Ling Yuan listened and nodded gently, her eyes filled with satisfaction.

Qian Xunji leaned back in his chair, his fingers tapping lightly on the armrest, as if he were deep in thought.

Looking at him like this, Ling Yuan suddenly remembered something, and a mischievous smile flashed in her eyes: "Xunji, tell me—if our child is a daughter, what kind of husband should she find in the future?"

Qian Xunji was taken aback, not expecting his wife to ask this question suddenly.

"daughter?"

Qian Xunji frowned and thought seriously for a moment: "My daughter, the daughter of the Qian family, should naturally be matched with the world's top genius."

What ordinary man would be qualified?

Upon hearing this, Ling Yuan's smile deepened: "Then what do you think—Blue Moon?"

Qian Xunji's hand suddenly stopped moving.

Qian Xunji raised his head and was momentarily stunned.

"Blue Moon?"

Chihiro repeated the name.