The Emperor of Douluo is coming to the world

Chapter 55 The Tragedy of the Inheritor
On the dining table, Wang Xiaoming picked up a piece of steak-like meat with a fork and chewed it carefully in his mouth.

The meat is a bit flabby, not like beef, but a bit like chicken, but it tastes like a mixture of donkey meat and dog meat.

The aroma is cooked by the chef and becomes sweet and delicious, making the taste buds tremble uncontrollably.

"This is the meat of a soul beast, and this soul beast is not very strong." Wang Xiaoming forked a piece of meat again and put it into his mouth.

Xue Qinghe let the maid out first, then closed the door, and changed back into Qian Renxue's appearance.

He raised his eyebrows, and stretched out his pretty hands to comb the golden threads so that they would hang down naturally without hindering his eating.

After Qian Renxue forked a piece of the entrance gracefully, her red lips parted slightly, and she looked at Wang Xiaoming in a little surprise, "I didn't expect you to know how to cook."

"A little bit, a little bit." Wang Xiaoming said modestly with a light smile.

"Speaking of which, why didn't you come back quickly after you escaped, and your teammates?" Qian Renxue closed her eyes slightly, and stared at Wang Xiaoming's hairy body through the only gap.

"I sent them all back, so I came late." Wang Xiaoming wiped the oil stains from the corner of his mouth, and stared at Qian Renxue in a daze.

"What's wrong... eh?"

Wang Xiaoming suddenly moved closer to Qian Renxue, his face occupied the eye sockets, Qian Renxue's eyes widened.

Wang Xiaoming gently wiped off a little sauce on Qian Renxue's chin with a towel, smiled, and then returned to his place to continue eating.

"Ah?" A blush flooded Qian Renxue's face, then she first gritted her teeth, then came behind Wang Xiaoming, approached Wang Xiaoming's ear, and whispered a few words.

Wang Xiaoming pressed down calmly, then pushed Qian Renxue away, Qian Renxue pursed her lips, and said with a light smile, "You are still like this, it seems that you haven't been fooled."

"..." Wang Xiaoming was speechless.

As the saying goes, if you want to hold a woman, you must first hold her stomach, and then hold... Ahem, you may not be able to hold it.

Seeing Qian Renxue's expression of enjoyment, Wang Xiaoming smiled, if Qian Renxue could like this kind of food, wouldn't it be ecstasy to directly love what he cooked.

"What are you going to do next?" Qian Renxue simply cleaned up the tableware, then turned to Wang Xiaoming and asked.

"The next step..." Wang Xiaoming stood up and helped tidy up the table, "Let's finish the divine test."

As he spoke, Wang Xiaoming secretly glanced at Qian Renxue, wanting to see Qian Renxue's surprised expression.

But unfortunately, Qian Renxue was already immune to Wang Xiaoming, and there was no disturbance.

"The divine test of the God of Destruction, I've heard of it before, is the cruelest divine test in succession to the throne, and it is said that the God of Destruction is very strange, and no one can see the conspiracy and tricks He uses, it is very mysterious." Qian Renxue looked sideways at Wang Xiaoming, and said solemnly.

"Cruel? Strange? Tricks?" Wang Xiaoming's mind automatically appeared in the mind of the God of Destruction, and he shook his head with a sneer.

"I know it's hard to refuse the test after being chosen by a god, but you must be careful, be careful of everything, the God of Destruction is very dangerous." Qian Renxue once heard rumors about the God of Destruction from her grandfather Qian Daoliu.

Qian Daoliu said this: "Xue'er, you have to remember that when you meet the inheritor of the God of Destruction one day, recruit him and persuade him not to pass the sixth test."

At that time, Qian Renxue had just started the first test of God of Angels. Qian Renxue tilted her head and asked doubtfully, "Why can't you pass the sixth test?"

At that time, Qian Renxue already understood the importance of strength and the nature of the divine test. The further she moved forward, the stronger she became, but the difficulty she faced became higher and higher, but this was not enough to give up the divine test .

Qian Daoliu suddenly became serious, his face became resolute, the gray silver thread on his head rose without wind, and notes spit out from Qian Daoliu's mouth one by one.

"The God of Angels will lead you to the embrace of angels, and the same is true for the God of Destruction. It will lead the inheritors to destruction. In the end, their wives and children will be separated, their families will be destroyed, and even after death, there will be no peace. Every inheritor of the God of Destruction is a tragedy. .

And after the God of Destruction's sixth test, it will be the battle and madness between the inheritors, and then it will be purgatory. "

Qian Daoliu heaved a long sigh, his eyes fluctuated, as if reminiscing about the past, and at a glance, it was full of vicissitudes.

Qian Renxue nodded blankly, and said thoughtfully, "If I don't take the exam after the sixth exam, will I offend the God of Destruction?"

Qian Daoliu laughed in vain, and waved his rough yellow hands easily, "No, no, He doesn't care."

When Qian Renxue heard this, she suddenly had an idea of ​​wanting to grab the wool of the God of Destruction.

"In the end, almost all inheritors will die. There may be no winners at all, only fearless corpses."

Qian Daoliu's icy voice echoed in the air, Qian Renxue shuddered suddenly, and an invisible pressure appeared in the sky.

"Xue'er, remember..."

The memory was shattered, and Qian Renxue looked at Wang Xiaoming with more confusion and worry in her eyes.

Seeing this, Wang Xiaoming forced a smile on his lips, and joked, "You won't like me, will you?"

Wang Xiaoming's teasing tone, even a fool can tell the joke, Qian Renxue looked down, "I don't know."

Upon hearing this, Wang Xiaoming immediately showed a surprised expression on his face. He was in a daze for a moment, then took a deep look at Qian Renxue, blinked his eyelids, opened his mouth slightly, and didn't know where to start.

"Okay, let's go, I have a meeting later, so I can't accompany you." Qian Renxue said unevenly.

Wang Xiaoming hesitated for a moment, "Alright, I will come to you when I encounter difficulties."

A smile appeared on Qian Renxue's charming face, she laughed and cursed: "Jing will cause me trouble."

The tone is very gentle, not angry at all.

Wang Xiaoming unfolded the dimensional wall, looked back at Qian Renxue, and then stepped into the dimensional wall.

At the same time, Qian Renxue changed back to Xue Qinghe and asked the maid outside the door to clean up.

The maid came in, made a respectful etiquette, and then began to clear the table.

I didn't ask much about Wang Xiaoming, because this is their rule.

When the maid was tidying up the tablecloth, she found that there was a round spot wet with water, and the maid could tell at a glance that it was the traces left by tears.

Looking at Xue Qinghe and the missing Wang Xiaoming again, a bold idea appeared in his heart.

Xue Qinghe went to the meeting. She was not the host of the whole meeting, but Emperor Xue Ye gave a speech in person. Xue Qinghe was just an audience, so there was no need to work hard.

However, he was absent-minded throughout the meeting, in a state of distraction, and when he was questioned intermittently by Emperor Xue Ye, there were many mistakes in it, which made Emperor Xue Ye frowned.

"Qinghe, what's wrong with you?" After the meeting, Emperor Xue Ye found Xue Qinghe, wanting to ask clearly.

Xue Qinghe's eyes were erratic, he took a deep breath and said, "Father, do you know what it's like to like someone?"

"Oh?" Emperor Xue Ye was very surprised. It turned out that he had found someone he likes. "The feeling of liking someone is ever-changing, but it is inseparable from the word 'think'."

"I think..." Xue Qinghe saluted, "Understood."

After Xue Qinghe left, the maid who cleaned Xue Qinghe came to the side of Emperor Xue Ye.

(End of this chapter)