Became Queen from Douluo

The past flashed through Bibi Dong's mind like a revolving lantern. At this moment, she looked at Leng Zhiying's stubborn eyes and could only sigh, "Okay, I won't bother anymore. I know that you have your own secrets, and... It's inconvenient to tell me everything, but I just hope that you can take care of yourself and don't always put yourself in such a dangerous situation. Every time you disappear, I feel uneasy in my heart, for fear that I will never see you again."

"Don't worry, sister, I won't do it~" Leng Jianying nodded solemnly, then seemed to think of something, and said subconsciously: "By the way, sister, I will go to the Killing City in a while."

Bibi Dong:......

Did you agree not to put yourself in danger?

"What are you going to do?" Bibi Dong's face turned gloomy. She looked Leng Zhiying up and down, as if she was considering whether to ask a few people to lock her up and make her be honest.

Realizing the change in Bibi Dong's expression, Leng Jiying said quickly: "Ah, it's nothing. It's just that the battle with Tang Hao made me nervous. I think I have to go and practice. With my special ability, I should be able to do it there." It’s very fun.”

Resentment does not belong to soul power, so it is naturally unrestricted in the killing city. Even if her strength is sealed, she can still get along very well with the special characteristics of the shadow man.

Although that is Tang Chen's place, Tang Chen is not sober now. He is only willing to build a place where strength is respected. As for the strength, others don't care.

Bibi Dong thought for a while, and it seemed that this was indeed the case. In the city of killing, everyone was an ordinary person. With her special characteristics, in a place full of ordinary people, she would definitely kill everyone.

When the time comes, the ghost will also go to the killing city. This is her loyal minister. It is better to have someone to take care of him than to die there.

"Okay, then I won't stop you. Anyway, if you die, I won't set up a memorial tablet for you."

"Hehe, I knew my sister was the best." Leng Zhiying was overjoyed and hurriedly came up for a hug.

Bibi Dong did not refuse, and took this opportunity to apply medicine to the wound on her back, "By the way, there is one more thing. I think the eldest daughter of the Leng family will go to worship her parents tomorrow. I want you to Come and have a look and pay homage in my name."

"Well, if sister doesn't tell me, I will go and have a look." Compared to me, who is so transparent, Leng Xiyao's movements can be said to be too loud. In addition, those special products can basically be seen at a glance. Come out as a time traveler.

Leng Jiying has always been worried that Leng Xiyao will affect the plot and affect her plans, so she always wants to find an opportunity to chat in private. This time is undoubtedly the best time.

Although it now seems that Leng Xiyao belongs to the protagonist team, there are always exceptions to everything, what if she is not?

If Leng Xiyao wants to protect Tang San to the end, then she really doesn't have the confidence to do it to him, so she can only think of a way out to ensure that Bibi Dong doesn't die...

"Okay, the injury is so serious, let's rest early."

"Okay, sister."

......

The next day, the Leng family.

"Xiyao, what's wrong with you?" Leng Mingyue looked at Leng Xiyao who was limping and was very confused.

"Ahem, it's okay. I'm just a little exhausted. I'll be fine after a while." Leng Xiyao waved her hand, then glanced at Miho Nishizumi next to her.

Nishizumi Miho lowered her head shyly, looking very embarrassed.

The cost of summoning a legendary hero was far beyond Leng Xiyao's imagination, and the system didn't say anything. This operation directly drained all her spiritual and soul power.

Fortunately, Qin Menglan gave her some supplements and slept again, otherwise she wouldn't even be able to get off the ground.

"Sister Mingyue, is the cemetery ready?"

"Get ready. All the idle people have been driven away. Sister, you can just go."

Leng Xiyao didn't want to see other members of the Leng family, nor did she want to be disturbed. When the group walked to the entrance of the cemetery, they saw the third elder Leng Hongfeng and a group of old men waiting at the door.

"Xiyao, are you here?"

"Who are these people?" Leng Xiyao looked at the group of old men around her who didn't even dare to raise their heads, and her expression suddenly turned evil.

"They are all elders of the Leng family, and they are all here..."

Before Leng Hongfeng could finish speaking, Leng Xiyao waved her hand impatiently: "Okay, let them get away first, and deal with them when you have time. Stop showing off here."

Thinking of her original parents, Leng Xiyao was still very sad. She was not in a high mood at this time, and she felt exhausted. It was really annoying to see these unknown people.

After listening to Leng Xiyao's words, these people didn't dare to hesitate and dispersed quickly.

After driving away these miscellaneous people, Leng Xiyao took Qin Menglan's hand and they walked into the cemetery together.

The monuments of Leng Xiyao's parents are extremely remote in the entire cemetery. Although he is the eldest son, his strength is only that of a soul saint. A soul saint can only be regarded as a family member in the long years of the Leng family. Guard level.

No one cares about your talent, nor how old you were when you died, or what your background was before your death. Here, the cemetery will only be divided according to your strength before your death, and even the clan leader cannot interfere.

After searching in the cemetery for a long time, the two finally found the tombstone of Father Leng and Mother Leng, but at this time, a beautiful figure was standing in front of the tombstone.

The person who came was none other than Leng Zhiying. She was wearing a black and white dress, holding a bouquet of white lilies in her hand, looking at the tombstone on the ground in a daze.

Seeing Leng Xiyao's arrival, Leng Zhiying came back to his senses.

"Sister Xiyao, let me pay your high respect to the loyal ministers of the Leng family on behalf of your majesty."

Even without Leng Xiyao's influence, Leng Jiying's favorable impression of such a loyal minister as Leng's father and Leng's mother was extremely high. Therefore, coming to worship him was not considered a show on the spot, but very sincere.

"Well, thank you, Sister Ying, remember to say hello to His Majesty the Pope for me." Leng Xiyao shook hands with her, and then said: "Please don't leave yet, wait for me, okay? I have something else I want to talk to you about. chat."

Leng Jiying nodded: "That's exactly what I meant."

Leng Jiying did not interfere with Leng Xiyao here without the sense of humor, and went directly to wait for her outside the cemetery.

Leng Xiyao walked to her parents' tombstone, knelt down, and looked at the familiar and unfamiliar names on it, tears streaming down her face.

"Father, mother, although I have never met you, I know that you are all excellent people. If you have souls in heaven, would you be happy to see me like I am now?"

"I'm not your daughter. Your daughter was killed a long time ago. If you saw that scene, you would be heartbroken, right?"

"I have been thinking that since I have come to this world and to your daughter, then I am your daughter, and I should avenge you for the unfair treatment you have received. I once thought revenge was impossible. It is impossible to fight against a thousand-year-old family and the extremely powerful Wuhun Palace by oneself."

"But, I succeeded!"