Bibi Dong Signed In In The Belly, And He Was Born As A Titled Douluo

Chapter 49 Underground Concentration Camp!

During the one month outside, Bibi Dong had basically recovered his former sacred light.

Even after hunting down two 30,000-year soul beasts and absorbing them, the spirit of the whole person was many times better than before.

Out of consideration, Chihiro Ji placed the strong next to Bibi Dong to prevent her from doing something stupid or meeting that “trash”.

But from the beginning to the end, she had never thought about Yu Xiaogang, but in the past month when she was away, Bibi Dong often sent letters asking about Qian Julei’s situation.

The Martial Soul hall was naturally outspoken, and Bibi Dong told everything about it.

Therefore, when Bibi Dong returned from hunting the spirit ring, he rushed towards Qianju Lei’s location for the first time.

You know, Qian Julei’s weight in Bibi Dong’s heart, this son is a super genius!

He has extraordinary thinking ability, has a soul power foundation far beyond ordinary people, and has unparalleled talent!

But that Qian Daoliu actually wanted to start Qian Julei off track when he was young, and wanted to destroy his son!

Sword practice? What can be practiced?

Putting a good Martial Soul cultivation, what is there to practice in Pojian, do you want to waste my son’s talent?

Finally, a month later, Bibi Dong couldn’t sit still anymore and rushed directly into the small courtyard.

She couldn’t help but tore up the “Pure Heart Sword” score that wasted her talent as soon as she came up.

They don’t want this child to go on such a fool.

Those Qiandaoliu clearly knew that Qianjulei was the core force for Bibi Dong to contend with the Martial Soul Palace in the future, and wanted to abolish his talent in advance!

“Xiao Lei, I have heard about your sword practice these days.” Pushing the door open, Bibi Dong couldn’t help but speak.

Qian Julei was closing his eyes to rest his mind, his heart moved slightly as he watched his mother Bibi Dong return.

At this time, Bibi Dong had a strong bloody aura, which was very similar to the smell of the “killing blood pool”, but it was worse.

Bibi Dong continued, speaking earnestly: “Xiao Lei, your talent is better than others. This is an advantage, but your grandpa is not for your own good. If you follow him repeatedly like this, no matter how good your talent is, it will be useless.”

Bibi Dong, who was born in Holy Maiden, clearly knew what he had experienced when he was a child, and he shouldn’t be cultivating this lazy kendo at all!

His son should not be wasted by his talents and become lazy, otherwise the future will inevitably be like Qian Daoliu, with no hope of becoming a god throughout his life!

Qian Julei did not speak, what is this called, is it not doing business properly?

In fact, although he practiced the sword every day, he pill refining the refining equipment at night, not to mention other things, the wealth he has accumulated now is piled up!

Although he hasn’t really cultivated Martial Soul yet, he has mastered the Divine Cauldron of Shaking Prison by several times.

Seeing Qian Julei did not speak, Bibi Dong thought that Qian Julei had admitted wrong, and felt a little comforted, and smiled: “I am not scolding you, you are my child, I just hope you can go further, no matter you Are you the same as me!”

This can be regarded as a fairly gentle rhetoric from Bibi Dong. She probably wouldn’t say that when dealing with others.

Afterwards, Bibi Dong said: “Xiao Lei, if you have any requirements, you can also tell me, I can teach you what you want to learn.”

Bibi Dong’s eyes were very sincere, with less purpose than a month ago.

Seeing this beautiful woman in front of him, Qian Julei thought for a while, and just about to speak, Bibi Dong said: “You are like this, I really don’t worry, I’ll send you to a concentration camp for cultivation for a while.”

Concentration camp? What is that place?

Qian Julei was taken aback.

This month, although he was a little bit plain, he planned to go outside to sharpen it, but just hearing the name of this concentration camp, it always feels like a prison.

“No! Brother can’t go there! That way, brother will get hurt!”

At this moment, Qian Renxue, who was eavesdropping on the side, ran out and said.

After listening to Qian Renxue’s words, Bibi Dong’s face was slightly ugly.

“Brother, we don’t listen to her. Grandpa taught me well. What can she teach you!”

“What?! You say it again? What can Qian Daoliu teach! I am your mother, you have to do whatever I say, it’s not that you won’t go if you don’t want to!”

A trace of anger flashed in Bibi Dongmei’s eyes, said.

“I see.” Qian Julei just said lightly in the face of Bibi Dong’s anger.

As for whether to go to the concentration camp or not, it is actually just a change of environment. It just so happens that he also intends to coach.

Seeing Qian Julei’s indifferent appearance, Bibi Dong was no longer so annoyed, so he pulled away and left.

Seeing Bibi Dong leaving the figure, Qian Renxue said angrily: “Brother, look, is she our mother, too Damn it! She bullied you so much and gave me a face!”

“Don’t worry, there will be nothing wrong with brother, besides, those people in the concentration camp, who hurt your brother?” Qianjulei smiled faintly.

Between the two brothers and sisters, there are basically no secrets at all. These guys can see Qian Julei’s inner thoughts clearly, and are more clever than roundworms.

“That’s true, I just wanted to go with you, but think about it, if I go too, those sandbags won’t be enough…”

Hearing this, Qian Julei had a funny face, but this Nizi had a very far-reaching vision.

Three days later.

Qianjulei was indeed sent to a concentration camp.

This underground world, which was basically created under the sacred mountain of Martial Soul, never sees the sun all year round, and contains talented orphans collected from all directions.

This is the tradition of the Martial Soul Hall in the past. The underground concentration camp has a long history and can output the freshest blood for the Martial Soul Hall. Many soul masters who were not well-known in the past have been cultivated in it silently since they were young, and the last blockbuster is unique and unique.

This includes some of the Elders today.

When Qian Julei arrived here, his identity was not disclosed, but he looked different from those young arcs. He liked being alone and seemed out of place.

Until noon on the third day in.

As usual, Qian Julei ran to the camp’s cafeteria for lunch, but found a mess when he entered the door. Four or five 15 or 16-year-old children surrounded a middle-aged cook. Next to the cook, there was another one sitting. The little girl, her mouth full of blood, was sobbing and howling.

Qian Julei was taken aback, what’s wrong?

“Hey, kid, what are you doing in the camp? This is the bully Du Hui in the camp, don’t go and watch!”

“I don’t know what’s wrong with Du Hui today. I thought that the food was not good so I gave the cook a hand. The little girl went up to persuade me, but was gagged with glass slag and nails!”

“Du Hui said that the food in the cafeteria was not to his appetite, so he had to breathe out! But now he is out of breath, and if this continues, life will be lost…”

“Are there few murders in our camp? This cook is unlucky!”

Hearing the discussion behind him, Qian Julei slowly walked up. He was most uncomfortable with bullying the weak. This cook was clearly not a soul master, how could he resist the mad beating of the soul master in this group of camps?

“Stop it.” Qian Julei actually went up and became a good man.

“Who the hell are you, you wanted to wade into this muddy water when you first came?” Du Hui heard a harsh sound and slapped it over without saying a word.

As a result, when the slap went down, Qian Julei was just a quick stretch of his hand, faster than the opponent. The next moment, Du Hui’s own slap fell on own’s face, and a red spot appeared, and the sound was clear!

“You…” Du Hui was furious.

“I advise you not to do it, otherwise it will not end well.” Qianju Lei warned lightly.

“Ending?” Du Hui said, and then grinned, “Daddy has been in this camp for so many years, and I never thought about ending! Don’t worry! Grandpa beats you to make sure that you won’t die. By then I will be disciplined. Just say a few words!”