It starts with Douluo rescuing Bibi Dong

More than a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

Over the past month, Li Xunhuan's strength has doubled again, reaching more than 300,000.

With such terrifying power, Li Xunhuan was confident of fighting even against those legendary Ultimate Douluo.

Although it may not be possible to defeat him, there is no problem in saving his life.

Because after reaching the Ultimate Douluo level, you can already draw on the power of heaven and earth. Unless you have absolutely overwhelming power, it will be difficult to defeat them with pure strength.

After briefly adapting to the sudden increase in power, Li Xunhuan continued to practice.

When Li Xunhuan fell into cultivation, he was in a dormitory at Tianshui College in Tianshui City, Douluo Continent.

The girl with long silver-white hair that could be seen, as delicate as silk and satin, with a slender figure, wearing a colorful dress, with excitement in her eyes, stretched out her palms tremblingly, and slowly took off the hair on the face of the girl in front of her. White mask.

Delicate skin appeared in front of her eyes, and the girl subconsciously covered her mouth with her palms.

"What, what's wrong? Am I still the same as before?" The girl's appearance made the girl in black clothes' equally excited mood instantly fall to the bottom.

The girl in black is named Chuqi, and the girl in colorful skirt is named Baozhu.

Ever since she separated from Li Xun Huan and found the orb again, she had nothing to hide from her friends and directly told everything about what happened to her and Li Xun Huan.

Bao Zhu naturally didn't believe Li Xun Huan's words. Why could he do something that even Extreme Douluo couldn't do?

She didn't know why, but she really didn't like the person Chu Qi mentioned she had met once.

But her best friend grew up together, and she has a deep love for her. Even if there is a little hope, she still hopes that the other person can recover, so she can only comfort her without conscience and pray that the annoying person is not lying.

As time went by, Chu Qi felt what Li Xunhuan said was itching on his skin...

Now more than a month has passed, and the itching feeling has disappeared. After Bao Zhu persuaded her for several days, Chu Qi finally plucked up the courage to ask her to take off her mask.

The originally disfigured half of the face was now as white as jade, exuding a rosy and healthy luster, like fine porcelain, delicate and soft, and combined with the other half of the face to form a flawless face.

The combination of picturesque eyebrows, warm red lips, and exquisite facial features gives people a classic and gentle feeling, as if they were a person walking out of a painting.

Staring at this face, Baozhu's face couldn't help but show a look of seeing a ghost.

But the sudden change in her expression aroused the inferiority complex in Chu Qi's heart, causing the girl's originally hopeful heart to instantly cool down.

The cruelest thing in the world is to give people hope and then extinguish it.

After saying the words anxiously, the girl who was already cold seemed to turn into an emotionless ice sculpture in an instant.

Fortunately, her best friend was not too deceitful, she reacted instantly, shook her head quickly and said, "No, it's not what you think."

"Ouch! You, you can see for yourself."

When Baozhu saw the girl who seemed to have heard nothing about her words, she was immediately overwhelmed with anxiety. Finally, she simply took out a mirror and put it directly into Chu Qi's hand, asking her to look into the mirror.

"This……"

Chu Qi lowered his head and stared blankly at himself in the mirror. His brows were picturesque, his face was like warm jade, gentle and delicate, but there was no trace of the usual terror.

The girl raised her palm and touched her face gently with her fingertips. She seemed to be afraid that the scene in front of her was that the mirror would be broken if she touched it. Her movements were very gentle.

When that touch of softness and delicateness came from the fingertips, those blue eyes like the sea finally couldn't hold back anymore, and the tears rolled down like broken beads, falling to the ground with a patter. .

"He, he didn't lie to me, he really didn't lie to me, I really recovered." The girl cried with joy, looking at the orb with expectant eyes, hoping that her friend could give her a positive answer.

"Well! He didn't lie to you." Baozhu nodded affirmatively.

When Chu Qi heard this, a sweet smile finally bloomed on his cold face all year round. It was so touching.

Baozhu looked at the girl who was stroking her cheek and giggling, and found that she seemed to have missed the point.

After hesitating for a while, Bao Zhu couldn't help but said, "Xiao Qi, have you noticed that your facial features are similar to your teacher's?"

The sudden words made the girl pause for a moment, then she silently lowered her head and looked at the mirror in her hand.

Exquisite eyebrows, eyes as blue as the sea, straight nose, bright red lips, classic face...

She was so excited just now that she was immersed in the joy of recovering her appearance and didn't care about anything else. Now after being reminded by Baozhu, she realized that her appearance was almost exactly the same as that of her teacher, except for being slightly younger and more immature.

"Sister Baozhu, what on earth is going on?" Chu Qi looked at Baozhu stupidly and asked.

In fact, she already had a vague answer in her heart, but she just couldn't accept it.

"Silly girl, don't you understand now? The high priest is not your teacher, but your mother. The reason why she is so strict with you may also be related to the task she gave to the two of us." Baozhu stretched out He took out his palm and touched Chu Qi's head, with a distressed look on his face.

"Is that right?"

Chu Qi couldn't help but murmur to herself. She thought of the teacher's usual harshness towards her, and also thought of the disgust that flashed in her eyes inadvertently.

For her teacher, the little girl feels awe and fear in her heart, and of course, love is also indispensable.

However, the teacher never smiled when facing himself, and he always looked cold when facing himself.

Even, several times, she inadvertently saw disgust in the teacher's eyes and felt a strong murderous aura from her body.

Now, looking at herself in the mirror, she vaguely guessed something.

If she is really her daughter, then the teacher's treatment of her is probably related to her father, whom she has never met.

Only emotional injury can change a mother's temperament and treat her daughter in such an almost cruel way!

I have to say, the girl is really a bit too smart.

Opening her left hand, a bit of golden light slowly bloomed from the girl's slender catkins, instantly forming a slowly rotating golden flower the size of the mouth of a bowl.

"Will you be my father?"

The girl looked at the golden flowers in her hands and murmured to herself, with a hint of murderous intent in her eyes.

When she left, the task the teacher gave her was to kill the person who had the same second martial spirit as hers. If she couldn't do it, she wouldn't have to go back for the rest of her life.

"Xiaoqi, you, have you ever thought about your face, maybe..." Baozhu looked at the murderous girl with a look of distress on his face, and he hesitated to speak.

But before she finished speaking, the girl seemed to know what she was going to say, and interrupted directly, saying, "Sister Baozhu, don't say this again in the future. We are good sisters, and she is my teacher, no matter whether she is My mother, she gave me this life after all.”

"Ok!"

Hearing this, Baozhu nodded silently and said, "Then shall we go home now?"

"go home?"

Hearing Baozhu's words, the girl couldn't help but look up in the direction of the sea, and shook her head with a lonely look.