Douluo night white sword

The once glorious and majestic Wuhun Hall was decorated with pieces of white cloth, making it somewhat eerie.

The mighty guards standing by the stairs were like deflated rubber balls at this moment, with dark faces all over them.

Pushing open the stone door, Xuan Ye and the two came to the Pope's Palace and saw a white sarcophagus parked in the middle of the hall.

Countless flowers covered the sarcophagus, and a small sob spread in the hall.

No need to guess, this tiny cry must come from the little girl Qian Renxue.In her heart, Qian Xunji is as great as a hero, an omnipotent superman.

Xuan Ye and Zhou Zhao quickly walked towards Qian Daoliu. Xuan Ye whispered to Qian Daoliu, "Master, my condolences!"

Qian Daoliu waved his hand, signaling Xuan Ye to step back.

Xuan Ye stood behind Qian Daoliu, and their opposites were Ju Douluo Guan Yue, Ghost Douluo Gui Mei, and Wuhun Palace Saint Bibi Dong.

It's just that Xuan Ye didn't see sadness in the eyes of Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong. What he saw was endless anger and the joy of surviving the disaster.

Closing his eyes, Xuan Ye sighed in his heart, "My benefactor! Could you really kill that trash?"

Xuan Ye didn't dare to think about it, so Xuan Ye took Qian Renxue out of the Pope's Palace on the grounds that Qian Renxue was still young.

Not long after the two left the Pope's Palace, Qian Renxue hugged Xuan Ye's neck tightly, and her tears wet Xuan Ye's clothes along her young cheeks.

Xuan Ye patted Qian Renxue's back gently, "Cry! Just cry! Brother Xuan Ye will stay with you from now on."

"Wow~"

Qian Renxue no longer pretended to be calm. She finally acted like a child, no longer hiding her emotions and crying loudly.

Xuan Ye just kept holding Qian Renxue, taking her around the Wuhun Hall and preparing her favorite delicacies.

After just a few bites, Qian Renxue said she was full and asked Xuan Ye to take her to see her father.

Xuan Ye naturally knew that the current Pope's Palace was not a place he and Qian Renxue could go.

Xuan Ye took Qian Renxue to a big tree and told her the story of the Snow Child.

It was not until the evening, after Qian Daoliu and others left the Pope's Palace, that Xuan Ye brought Qian Renxue to the Pope's Palace.

In front of the sarcophagus, Xuan Ye gently stroked Qian Renxue's head, "Are you scared?"

Qian Renxue shook her head, clenched her little fists, and replied firmly, "I'm not afraid."

With no one around, Xuan Ye pushed open the lid of the sarcophagus, and a face that looked like rotten wood appeared in front of Xuan Ye.

Xuan Ye knew that his guess was right.

Xuan Ye used his mental power to cover up Qian Xunji's dead body like a rotten wood, revealing a face that was no different from a normal person, and then he carried Qian Renxue to the sarcophagus.

"Xue'er, is there anything you want to say to dad?"

Qian Renxue was in Xuan Ye's arms, turning her head to look at Qian Xunji's quiet face, "Dad! Xue'er will be very good in the future.

Xue'er will listen carefully to her grandfather's words and listen to brother Xuan Ye's words. Xue'er will eat on time and sleep on time.

Xue'er will definitely be good, dad, don't worry about Xue'er.

dad!In fact, Xue'er still has a lot of things she wants to say to you, but you are always busy, so Xue'er can only tell these words to brother Xuan Ye.

Brother Xuan Ye has already told you. "

Xuan Ye smiled and nodded, "Of course! Brother Xuan Ye didn't miss a word. He told Xue'er's father!

Xue'er's father often praises Xue'er for being smart. "

"Yeah! Dad, don't think about me and grandpa when you go over there. We will live well."

Xuan Ye gently rubbed Qian Renxue's little head, "Come, see daddy again! Let daddy get on the road early!"

Qian Renxue waved her little hand at Qian Xunji's body, "Goodbye, dad!"

After saying that, Xuan Ye used his soul power to return the sarcophagus to its place, wiped Qian Renxue's tears with his sleeves, and held her carefully in his arms.

"Xue'er, let's go."

"Um."

After Xuan Ye sent Qian Renxue back to the Enshrinement Hall, he turned around and continued walking towards the Pope's Hall. He knew that there was another eavesdropper waiting for him there.

As soon as he entered the door, a woman dressed in black stood upright in front of the sarcophagus.

Xuan Ye saluted the woman, "Xuan Ye has met my benefactor!"

Bibi Dong did not return the gift, but looked at Xuan Ye indifferently, "You opened it."

In this regard, Xuan Ye did not deny "Yes."

"You've seen it all."

"Yes."

Bibi Dong looked at the ceiling of the Pope's Palace and sighed, "What do you want to say?"

"no."

"why?"

Xuan Ye took a few steps towards Bibi Dong, stared at the sarcophagus in front of him and said, "I have no right to comment on whether what my benefactor did was right or wrong. No matter which side I am on, the only one who was injured in the end was Qian Renxue."

A pair of beautiful eyes stared at Xuan Ye with interest, "I'm very curious, what kind of person are you."

Xuan Ye smiled and shook his head, "I'm just a passerby in your life.

You and I will eventually turn into a handful of loess and return to the earth.

A person's whole life is as small as a big dream, how can he distinguish right from wrong so clearly. "

Saying that, Xuan Ye turned around and walked towards the gate of the Pope's Palace, "No one is a saint, and no one can make mistakes.

I just hope that my benefactor’s choice will not make me regret it.

After all, the hardest medicine to buy in the world is the regret medicine. "

After finishing his words, Xuan Ye strode towards the outside of the Pope's Palace and disappeared into the night.

The next day, Xuan Ye was doing his daily training in his dormitory. After a knock on the door, a maid walked in.

"Lord Xuan Ye, the great enshrinement allows you to go to the enshrinement hall."

Xuan Ye waved to the maid, turned and walked towards the bathroom.

In the worship hall, sixteen worshippers were sitting in it. The moment Xuan Ye stepped into the door, Qiandaoliu's voice spread like a loud bell in the hall.

"Everyone is here, let's start!"

At this time, Xuan Ye bowed to Qian Dao, "Master, I will discuss matters in the worship hall. My disciple Xuan Ye will leave first."

Regarding this situation, you don’t think there is anything wrong with it.

On the contrary, Qian Daoliu immediately stopped Xuan Ye's footsteps, "Now that you are also a member of my enshrining hall, you will naturally come to the enshrining hall to discuss matters."

Xuan Ye respectfully made offerings to everyone, and Qian Dao saluted, "Xuan Ye knows that to join the Enshrining Hall, one needs to become a level 95 titled Douluo. My disciple is now over eight years old, and is only a level 32 soul master.

I am not qualified to be on an equal footing with you. Although Xuan Ye is your beloved disciple, the rules cannot be broken. "

With his fingers tapping the stone chair rhythmically, Qian Daoliu looked at everyone, "Xuan Ye, you once only inferred the truth of the matter from one-sided information.

Master believes in you. You have unique insights on some things.

In asking you to come here this time, Master also wants you to use your strengths and make some contributions to Wuhun Palace. "

Qian Daoliu's words have made it obvious that Xuan Ye must stay today, whether he wants to or not.

Xuan Ye saluted everyone, "Xuan Ye understands."

Xuan Ye found a corner closest to the door in the worship hall and sat cross-legged on the ground.

There is an unwritten rule in the enshrinement hall. The stronger you are, the higher you can sit and the closer you can get to Sendaoliu.

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Many people are arranged by fate, but I arrange fate.

——Weizhuang