Douluo: Became Bibi Dong's adoptive son at the beginning

God Shura looked at the picture in front of him, his face looked a little gloomy, but he still shook his head and said: "God Rakshasa did not violate the regulations of the God Realm, this cannot be regarded as evidence to sanction Rakshasa."

God Shura glanced at God Rakshasa, he always felt that God Rakshasa gave that little guy divine blood and evil spirit for the purpose of harming himself.

After all, in the God Realm, Rakshasa God and Shura God are notoriously feuding.Moreover, God Rakshasa mixed evil thoughts in the assessment of God Shura's position, but God Shura didn't care about it, and only regarded evil thoughts as a means of assessing the inheritors.

"Let's talk about his problem first. He is a dangerous person now, a twelve-winged fallen angel, and there are more than one of them. If they all escape, our God Realm may be in big trouble." Shura Looking at Bi Zihan in the picture, Shen Shen couldn't help showing fear in his eyes.

To be precise, God Shura's fear is not Bi Zihan, but the twelve-winged fallen angel in his sea of ​​consciousness, which is an unstable factor.

"No matter, don't hear, don't ask, let him grow. Even if he can become a god in the end, no matter how strong he is, he has no reason to be an enemy of the God Realm." The voice of the goddess of life seemed very calm, as if Say a very common thing.

"Why do you care about him? Whether he will become a god in the future is not certain. There is no need to care about him now." The God King of Destruction shook his head, not paying much attention to Bi Zihan's matter.

"Sura, you don't need to make a fuss. It's just a little guy with a talent that is against the sky. However, I still like this little guy. It just so happens that I still lack a successor. I can list him as my candidate first. "The evil god king looked at Bi Zihan, and felt that this little guy was very pleasing to the eye, his martial spirit was just right, and he had divine blood all over him, but he was said to have the best innate conditions among the inheritors.

In addition, God Rakshasa made it clear just now that he would not choose him as the inheritor. It seems that he can take this opportunity to cut off halfway and make him a candidate for his successor.

"Okay, since you all said that you don't need to care about him, then follow what the Goddess of Life said, don't care, don't hear, don't ask, and let him grow up." God Shura watched their reactions and didn't say anything else.

"Goddess of Life, do me a favor, lend me three of your God Seeds of Life. I need to inspect the goods first to see if this little guy has the ability to become my successor." The evil God King looked at To Goddess of Life, I need to inspect the goods, so I have to add some benefits.

As for whether this benefit can be obtained, it depends on his own ability.

……

In the garden of the Huxin Pavilion, the sound of sharp swords striking continuously resounded, and two rays of light, one black and one golden, collided continuously in mid-air, and then separated quickly.

After an unknown amount of time, a long black sword fell from mid-air and stuck on the ground of the garden.Two rays of light also fell from midair one after another.

Bi Zihan pulled out the long sword on the ground, sat on the gazebo in the garden, the look in his eyes was uncertain, he didn't know what he was thinking.

On the other hand, Qian Renxue, standing in front of Bi Zihan, said with a faint smile, "No matter what the reason is, I won this time."

"Well, you won, I lost." Bi Zihan looked at the ground under his feet, his voice seemed very calm, without any emotional fluctuations.

"Okay, it's getting late, I'll go back first, continue tomorrow, it's still the same time." A beautiful arc appeared on Qian Renxue's face, and she walked in the direction of the enshrining hall.

Bi Zihan looked down at the ground under his feet, with a faint thought in his eyes, but in his mind, there was a vague memory, but now it gradually became clear.

"I taught you swordsmanship, but I forgot to teach you the ways of the world! You are destined to die. You must not go down the mountain for three years after my death. After three years, you will return to the mountains and forests, and you will be safe for the rest of your life. Great hermits in the city, small hermits Yu Lin, you are destined to commit crimes in the mountains and forests, you must not go to the deep mountains, you need to hide in the world of the city."

"Don't talk about it all the time. Feudal superstitions are not good. If you are sick, you don't go to the hospital. You insist on saying that your life expectancy is approaching in this deep mountain and old forest. Now is the age of science and technology. Old-fashioned things have no scientific basis, so they are unbelievable! "

"Haha, sometimes you have to have your life, and you can't force it all the time. You don't understand, and this is not some feudal superstition. Just follow what I said, and you can live the rest of your life with peace of mind..."

"Old man, what did you say last?"

In a silent room, a gold coin engraved with a fallen angel was thrown on the table, "Shall we accept this mission? The person who issued the mission is dead, we don't need to break the taboo of the killer world for a gold coin, it's not worth it!"

"I find this thing pleasing to the eye. I have accepted the task. You can stay on the mountain."

"The old man can tell you that you can't go down the mountain for three years. Isn't it a bit too hasty for you to go down the mountain now, and this thing is not even gold, and it's worthless at all. Is it worth it?"

"I looked pleasing to the eye, so I accepted it. As for the feudal superstition of the old man, it is simply not credible."

In a quiet mountain forest, a young man holding a long sword, holding a five or six-year-old girl in his arms, walked quickly in the forest.

Bright red blood flowed from the young man's body and fell into the silent mountain forest.

Suddenly the young man stopped at his own pace, put down the little girl in his arms, and looked at the young man in front of him, "The mission is completed, and I have rescued the person."

"elder brother!"

"Thank you, you are hurt, please leave with us."

"No need, it's good that the two of you can walk by yourself. You really lost money on this mission."

Broken Sword Peak, a gold coin stained red with blood, emitted a faint light, and the memory was instantly shattered at this moment.

Bi Zihan suddenly raised his head, feeling some tightness in his chest, spat out a mouthful of pale golden blood, stretched out his hand to wipe the remaining blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the starry sky at night.

"Old man, you really hit the spot. Unfortunately, I know now, it seems a bit late. However, that is already a matter of the previous life, and it has nothing to do with me now."

"But what exactly is that gold coin engraved with the design of a fallen angel?" Bi Zihan looked at the starry sky at night and meditated secretly in his heart.

He had a feeling that the gold coin engraved with the fallen angel was very important to him, and that gold coin originally belonged to him.