Douluo: Qianyue was reborn, I am her own brother

"Ling Yuan, are you okay?"

Qian Renjue called softly, looking at Ling Yuan beside the pillow with amazement.

Ling Yuan at this moment was undoubtedly extremely charming.

She used to be heroic, enthusiastic, and bold.

But now she was timid, delicate, and haggard.

Anyone who saw Ling Yuan Douluo at this moment would not be able to control the evil thoughts in their hearts.

"Your Highness, I'm fine."

Ling Yuan's voice was hoarse, and her movements were cautious.

She didn't look like she was fine at all.

Qian Renjue didn't think too much and immediately wanted to let A Yin come out to heal Ling Yuan's wounds.

His hand just touched his chest.

Then he realized.

It seemed that A Yin's own situation was not optimistic.

Although she was a transformed 100,000-year soul beast, she had not recovered to her peak state after all.

Yesterday.

She seemed to have been broken.

An itchy feeling appeared in his heart.

Qian Renjue couldn't help but scratch, with a strange look on his face.

His index finger and thumb pinched the little thing.

It was a blue and white scorpion, looking drunk.

It drank too much white wine.

Even though it was a ferocious beast with nearly 400,000 years of cultivation, it was still limp.

It's not okay to be greedy for a drink by relying on cultivation and physique.

At any time.

One should act according to one's ability.

"This is bad."

Qian Renjue raised his hand to cover his face.

Could he bring Leng Leng over to heal Ling Yuan?

He couldn't do it now.

He could only wait until the afternoon.

He would wait until his personal nanny recovered before making further plans.

Buzz!

Qian Renjue was about to hug Ling Yuan and close his eyes to get some more sleep.

The ring on his left palm and thumb.

Vibrated at the same time.

Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing's voices rang in his mind one after another.

"Holy Son, Your Highness!"

"Teacher!"

——

In Blue Tyrant Academy.

Zhu Zhuqing and the three girls had finished cultivating the Purple Demon Eye on the roof of the dormitory and had not left yet.

They sat around on the eaves.

Ning Rongrong's eyes were full of anticipation, and Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing suddenly exclaimed.

"We've made contact!"

"Great! Quickly, quickly tell Holy Son Brother that the bum is going to change his ring."

Ning Rongrong urged excitedly.

"Okay, I'll tell the Holy Son now."

Xiao Wu suppressed her joy and immediately began to report the changes that had occurred to Tang Xiaosan.

The improvement of his cultivation, the change of his temperament

And his next actions.

She told Qian Renjue everything in detail.

"…"

Zhu Zhuqing waited quietly beside her, waiting for the time for the teacher and disciple to communicate.

After a while.

Ning Rongrong couldn't wait to ask: "Xiao Wu, have you finished explaining yet."

"I'm done!"

Xiao Wu nodded with a smile, about to pour out her lovesickness to Qian Renjue.

Zhu Zhuqing preemptively said:

"Teacher, when are you coming to see us?"

"In a few days."

Qian Renjue pondered for a moment, put Ling Yuan in his arms, and gave a vague time.

He really couldn't spare the time now.

But he didn't lie to Zhuqing.

He really had to go to Heaven Dou City about Tang San's ring change.

He might as well go and see Rongrong and the others.

——

Time passed slowly.

Noon was approaching.

In the Zhu family of the Star Luo Empire, in Zhu Zhuyun's boudoir.

The lingering ambiguous atmosphere lingered for a long time.

Qian Renjue had already gotten up and sat at the table, drinking his not-so-early morning tea under Zhu Zhuyun's service.

Facing Zhu Zhuyun's fearful gaze, he was still a little uncomfortable.

Inside the bed curtain.

A Yin, who had finished drinking blood and recharging her energy, had already helped Ling Yuan heal her wounds.

The two women were folding the white sheets on the bed.

Embroidered with bright red plum blossoms.

Only three petals.

If you look closely, you can actually distinguish the differences.

After all, the 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor has a bit of grass fragrance.

The 400,000-year-old Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion also has something unique.

There are even differences between soul masters and soul beasts.

Soon.

Ling Yuan was dressed neatly and walked outside with A Yin.

She avoided Qian Renjue's gaze with shyness.

A Yin simply disappeared.

After all, Bing Di did the same.

"Ling Yuan, come over and have something to fill your stomach. After eating, we will continue what we didn't finish yesterday."

Qian Renjue didn't pay too much attention to her.

He raised his hand and waved, and the steaming food from the system space appeared on the table.

"Yes."

Ling Yuan Douluo nodded.

Even though the wound would no longer bleed, her steps were still a little strange.

She sat down beside Qian Renjue awkwardly.

Smelling the mixed fragrance next to her, Qian Renjue touched his nose.

He pretended to be calm and said:

"Zhuyun, you sit down and eat something too."

"Yes."

Zhu Zhuyun's voice trembled a little.

She no longer had any resistance to Qian Renjue, afraid of being killed.

"Your Highness, I still want to take a bath."

Ling Yuan asked gently.

"No problem."

Of course, Qian Renjue would not refuse this. She really should take a good bath.

Otherwise, the dignified Title Douluo would have such a dissolute aura.

What a disgrace!

Ling Yuan finished her bath.

Qian Renjue didn't stay any longer, and there was no reason for him to stop.

No one could see.

The study of the Zhu family's patriarch.

Had been shielded by a purple-black罩子before he knew it.

——

Angel Secret Realm.

Qian Renxue stood at the top of the ladder.

She already held the radiant Angel Sacred Sword in her hand.

On her perfect, flawless, symmetrical and soft body, golden power was wandering.

Gradually weaving into a golden palace dress.

Breastplate, corset.

Every place looks like just the right sense of power.

The Angel Sacred Sword slowly raised in Qian Renxue's hand, pointing to the endless sky above.

It has replaced the original six-winged angel phantom.

Bringing light to this space.

[Angel Nine Tests, Eighth Test!]

[Angel Secret Realm, Enlightenment Ladder to seize the Angel Sacred Sword!]

[Perfect completion!]

[Angel affinity increased by 20%, the fourth soul ring increased to 100,000 years!]

The assessment is over.

The suppression of the ladder is no more.

The surging power on Qian Renxue, who broke through level ninety-nine, quickly spewed out.

The phantom of the six-winged angel continued to expand.

Standing on the top of the altar.

The golden beads floated out of her arms, [Burning Heaven Beads] like a small sun.

Suspended at the top of the Angel Sacred Sword.

At Qian Renxue's feet, there were three black and six red, a full nine soul rings.

"Now I'm only missing the ninth test!"

Qian Renxue's face was a bit arrogant, but it quickly turned into calm.

Before taking the ninth test.

She still has something to do with Qian Renjue to fix.

To ensure the safety of Qian Daoliu's life.

The Angel Sacred Sword in her hand waved, and the Angel Secret Realm was cracked, and the cracks expanded.

Qian Renxue's figure disappeared into this space.

"She's gone."

The voice of the Fallen Angel sounded faintly.

"Well, when she completes the ninth test, my mission will be over."

The voice of the Angel God was extremely calm.

There is even a kind of frankness.

"Why are you pretending here, pretending as if you can live if people don't become gods"

"Sure enough, evil is evil! Dirty!"

"Bitch! Can't you accumulate some virtue when you're about to die?"

"…"

I wish you all a happy life!