Douluo night white sword

Looking at the cute Qian Renxue in his arms, Xuan Ye carefully calculated Qian Renxue's age and found that this little girl would be six years old in a few months.

It's almost time to awaken the martial spirit, and this may become a worry for Qian Renxue.

Walking on the path of Wuhun Palace, Xuan Ye listened quietly to what Qian Renxue had encountered in the past six days, and from time to time pointed out what Qian Renxue did well and what he did poorly.

In her heart, Xuan Ye kept thinking that Qian Renxue was a thorn in Bibi Dong's side. She didn't dare to pull it out, and she couldn't pull it out.

The relationship between the two will only continue to deteriorate. The only way to solve this problem is for Qian Renxue to awaken her mother's spider spirit.

As soon as he thought of this, Xuan Ye gave up immediately.

Martial spirits are inherited from their parents, and only the two martial spirits with the closest grades can become twin martial spirits.

Bibi Dong is already a twin martial spirit, but what she has to face is a god-level martial spirit, which cannot be easily replaced.

There is a great possibility that Qian Renxue will awaken the Seraph Martial Spirit.

Based on Bibi Dong's attitude towards Qian Renxue, it is very likely that she will induce Qian Renxue to complete her mission for her.

After thinking about this, Xuan Ye decided to visit the Pope's Palace to pave the way for Qian Renxue's childhood.

Immediately, Xuan Ye put Qian Renxue in the Herb Garden of the Worship Hall, saying that he had a stomachache and needed to go to the toilet, and excused himself to leave.

Arriving at the Pope's Palace, Xuan Ye was able to set foot in the Pope's Palace after being notified by the guards.

There is not a single statue of a seraph in the Pope's Palace today. Even if there is one, it was smashed to pieces by Bibi Dong.

Stepping into the main hall, sitting on the towering throne was the beauty Bibi Dong, with two titled Douluo, Ju and Gui, standing at their feet.

"Xuan Ye. If you are not in the enshrinement hall, why are you here in my papal hall?"

When Xuan Ye looked around, one woman and two men were standing upright in front of Bibi Dong, holding a book and a pen in their hands, seemingly studying.

Xuan Ye ignored these people and walked towards Bibi Dong.

When he was still 30 meters away from Bibi Dong, Xuan Ye stopped and bowed to Ju Douluo, Ghost Douluo, and Bibi Dong each.

"Xuan Ye came here today because he wanted to discuss family matters with his benefactor.

I don’t know my benefactor, is it convenient now? "

Bibi Dong replied coldly, "No."

He ignored Xuan Ye and continued to look at the three people in front of him, "When equal soul masters fight, the difference between victory and defeat is only one move.

Having an absolute suppressive trump card is the greatest guarantee for turning things around.

Yan, your fighting style is too aggressive. You must learn to keep your trump cards, otherwise you will die without knowing it. "

A man whose whole body was covered with bright red cracks took a step forward and saluted Bibi Dong, "This is what the Pope taught me."

Xuan Ye didn't leave either, just stood aside and waited.

Bibi Dong just glanced at Xuan Ye and then looked at the other person, "Xie Yue, your fighting style is too conservative. You need to be like Yan and launch a fierce attack on your opponent at the moment you seize the opportunity."

The other man, who looked a little sinister, just nodded and said nothing more.

When Bibi Dong saw the other party's expression, she didn't say anything.

"Hu Liena, what a control soul master wants is to be able to dominate the battle, not just hide behind his teammates.

Taking appropriate action is what you, as a control soul master, should do. "

In the team, the somewhat charming woman saluted Bibi Dong, "This is what the teacher punished."

Bibi Dong continued to talk, and time passed by minute by second. It was not until four hours later that Bibi Dong asked everyone to leave.

When everyone left, Xuan Ye said, "Benefactor, do you have time now?"

Bibi Dong clapped her head and lay on her side on the throne, breathing a long sigh of relief as if she was tired.

He slowly closed his eyes and said lazily, "Go ahead."

Seeing Bibi Dong's look, Xuan Ye knew that he couldn't talk nonsense, as nonsense would only affect the final result.

"What Xuan Ye wants when I come here this time is to ask my benefactor not to let Qian Renxue carry out any tasks related to you."

At this moment, a powerful pressure came down heavily on Xuan Ye.

The Nine Demon Cauldron of Chaos, which had been sleeping for a long time, also opened its mouth wide at this moment, swallowing up Bibi Dong's constant pressure.

Ye Bai also let out waves of sword sounds as if he was provoked, and Bibi Dong also increased the pressure at this time.

A huge spider appeared behind her, and it seemed that it was about to pounce on Xuan Ye and eat him up.

Ye Bai was enraged, and a shocking dragon roar echoed in the Pope's Palace.

Bibi Dong's martial spirit was like a frightened rabbit. It changed its previous majesty. Its eight spider legs tightly hugged itself, and it slowly shrunk from the huge shadow to disappearing.

Layers of sweat covered Bibi Dong's forehead.

Xuan Ye immediately seized this opportunity and stood there as straight as an emperor, "Can we talk now?"

That shocking sound of dragon roar left an indelible shadow in Bibi Dong's heart.That was not an ordinary soul attack, but a soul attack that used powerful mental power and soul power as an attack method.

After years of practice, Xuan Ye's physical, mental and soul power have reached a height that cannot be touched by any strong person in this world.

And this is just a small achievement in the God and Demon Body Forging Technique.

Xuan Ye believed that when he reached the first level of the God-Demon Body Forging Art and the Gathering of Ten Thousand Dharmas, he would have the confidence to challenge Qian Daoliu and defeat him.

But he had to wait until he reached Soul Saint before he would be so confident.

A few minutes later, Bibi Dong, who had completely calmed down, changed her previous laziness and looked at Xuan Ye solemnly.

"Give me a reason."

Xuan Ye was not saluting, but like a superior giving orders to his subordinates.

"Qian Renxue's origins are basically known to the higher-ups of Wuhun Palace.

I watched her grow up, and her childhood was hard enough. I didn’t want her to be like me, a wretch wherever she went.

I want her to have a happy childhood. "

"What if I don't?"

Bibi Dong leaned forward slightly and placed one hand on the throne, looking condescending and arrogant to all living beings.

"Benefactor, you saved my life. I, Xuan Ye, will always remember this kindness in my heart.

But if you insist on going your own way, like that trash, I don't recommend letting this papal palace hold a funeral.

I, Xuan Ye, do what I say. "

Bibi Dong's hand held the king's chair tightly, her beautiful eyes filled with endless anger, "How dare you threaten me!"

Xuan Ye smiled slightly, "It's impossible to talk about it. I have thoroughly investigated what happened back then in private."

If my benefactor doesn't want to recall that night, please consider what I said carefully.

Xuan Ye says goodbye! "

After saying this, Xuan Ye turned around and walked out of the Pope's Palace, leaving Bibi Dong alone still thinking about Xuan Ye's words.

That night?Was it that night, the night when he was defiled, or the night when he killed the evil thief?

Bibi Dong wasn't sure, and she didn't dare to gamble. No matter that night, once the world was informed, Bibi Dong would not need to take action personally to become the Pope.

Someone would pull her down from her high position and crush her to death.

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People often say that power is poison, and drugs are more poisonous than poison.

I said fart.

——Bibi Dong