Douluo: Qian Renxue is my wife

Wuhundian

The entire hall looked gloomy and dim.

Since the destruction of Wuhundian, the remaining forces have gone underground, and the Wuhundian Academy on the surface has also existed in name only...

A huge angel statue stands directly behind Wuhun Hall.

It’s just that the angel statue, which was once extremely shining and brilliant and admired by countless people, has been broken into pieces. The six wings are long gone. The huge angel statue is only withered and dilapidated. After a long period of weathering, fragments are constantly falling from the statue. Peel it off.

At this time, the door in the hall was slowly opened, and a woman slowly walked out. Her long golden hair was floating melodiously in the air, her golden eyes were exuding dazzling light, and her bright golden skirt was tightly attached to her body. Close his thighs.

The guard standing at the entrance of the temple saluted respectfully.

"See the Pope!"

Qian Renxue waved her hand, walked straight past, and slowly walked back to her boudoir.

"Hu Liena, I'm going to rest. You should go to rest early too."

Qian Renxue had already stepped into her concierge, turned back and said to Hu Liena who was following behind.

"Well, okay, then I'll go back,"

Hu Liena couldn't help but continue:

"You...you don't have to be too..."

Qian Renxue waved her hand gently before she could finish speaking.

"It's okay, I'm okay, I want to stay by myself for a while"

"okay"

After Hu Lie left, Qian Renxue stepped into her room and gently closed the door.

Suddenly, tears came pouring down, and they could no longer be suppressed. They fell in strands and fell to the ground like raindrops on banana trees.

The crisp friction and rebound of tears and the ground echoed in the room, amplifying...

The memories drifted unconsciously, and the pain hit her heart hard again.

That day, after she left, she successfully met the elder. However, because of her injury, she was still slow after all, and the four people who arrived first blocked her way.

Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing, Ma Hongjun, Bai Chenxiang.

Bai Chenxiang's speed was extremely fast, especially after she practiced Contra, her speed reached a new level. In an instant, a group of imperial soldiers came riding on her wings.

Suddenly he stood in front of Qian Renxue

..............

"Miss! Leave quickly! The future of Wuhun Palace depends on you!"

"No! I won't leave! My soul power is already level ninety! It's inevitable that the fish will die and the net will break!"

While resisting with all his strength, the elder clasped his hands together to form an all-round protective shield while shouting again towards Qian Renxue

"The revenge of Wuhun Palace must be avenged! You should leave quickly, Le Jinyu told me that he will not die!"

The elder was so anxious that he yelled

"Martial Soul Hall needs you two! Let's go!"

Qian Renxue hesitated and looked at the two elders in front of them struggling to resist. The shields and attacks from all directions continued one after another, and sparks flew out from the collision between the two.

The originally dark sky became like daylight, but this time it was filled with five colors, and all kinds of martial spirits bloomed, attacking wantonly.

All around were soldiers from the enemy country.

He took one last look, his eyes full of complex colors, and finally, the transformed angelic sword of light in his hand was instantly filled with bright pale gold, and turned into a stream of light and rushed out.

However, when I looked back in the sky for the last time, I saw a huge phoenix and a ghostly white tiger exuding a savage aura rushing towards the shields of the two elders...

That night, none of the two elders and the accompanying soldiers survived... She was the only survivor...

How did she know that in fact, the elder also lied to her? Le Jinyu never said that he would meet or come back when he left, but...

The situation was critical, just to let Qian Renxue leave quickly, to give her a thought.

After all, the young lady is the last hope, otherwise, Wuhun Palace will fall.

..................

His thoughts turned around, and the picture before his eyes changed again.

Thinking concretely!Everything in my mind is reflected one by one and becomes extremely real.

This was originally level 99 and could only be possessed by Extreme Douluo. It was a manifestation of the peak of mental power. However, Qian Renxue was once a god, so her mental power was several levels higher.

The first person to appear in the picture is blue eyes, long blue hair, handsome and tall, holding the Poseidon Trident...

It's Tang San.

As for himself, his angelic attire was completely shattered, like an angel with broken wings, lying limply on the ground, letting Tang San hold the sea cucumber trident against his head.

...............

In the next scene, he appeared in the dark ancient tower, with the barrier at the top set up by Tang San himself, so that he could die alone.

Even if his god is broken, even if he can only stay at level 89 forever, even if he has promised to let him go and let Wuhun Palace go in front of everyone.

But! ........

"Tang San! You are so vain and arrogant! You have a human face and a beast heart!"

Tears were still flowing, and the painful past did not stop playing as Qian Renxue collapsed to the ground.

Tang San imprisoned himself and sealed off all the secret realms except for his partners. From then on, no one could become a god except his partners.

And what about him?He took Xiao Wu alone to open up the divine world and lay the foundation for his companions to ascend in the future.

At this time, the memories turned into pictures, flashing quickly, and connected into a lifelike animation.

"The dark castle... without a trace of life"

"Tie Han's chains locked him tightly, and the cold air inside kept invading his body, torturing..."

He endured the torture of the empire and the dark ban, but he still had a glimmer of hope for that man.

Even if he has the revenge of killing his mother, even if he could kill him countless times!

Star Forest!He was only a Titled Douluo in his nineties, but he had already become a god. He couldn't bear to attack him, but he still pierced his heart.

From beginning to end, I never blamed him.

Because she has never forgotten how she felt in her heart when she first saw Tang San when we were in the Tiandou Empire and disguised as the prince Xue Qinghe.

On the road to becoming a god, in the final test, I was naked... facing the man slowly walking towards me... without any resistance.

Even if it was a fantasy, she had taken it to be true. Even if it was false, it had become her own inner demon.

She had had countless opportunities to kill him, but she never took action because of love. She had been born with level [-] soul power since she was a child, and became the object of admiration from the world. She had suitors all over the country, and everyone knew her dignity.

But who knows her pain? She is not the product of love between her biological father and mother, but the product of a disgusting deal between her master and her apprentice. She has never cared about her mother, Bibi Dong, since she was a child. The only thing she has is herself. Grandpa.

However, the only grandfather who was kind to him also became a sacrifice on his way to becoming a god...

She was never sad about the brokenness of the gods, nor did she have any desire for revenge. Instead, she only felt cold and contented with it.

only......

That day.

She herself, Qian Renxue, the former God of Angels, felt a desire for revenge for the first time!

The picture changes again.

The cold chains locked his hands and feet tightly, hanging tightly above the ancient tower.

.......

A man, holding the Dark Divine Sword, fought against everyone with his own strength.

.......

At that moment, he burned his spiritual sea, gathered all his energy, and rushed to the top of the tower!

.......

She lay quietly in his arms, as if the sparks, martial spirits, and threats around her no longer existed.

That is a kind of,

An indescribable sense of security.

..............

I looked up at him, just looking at his chin

He lowered his head instinctively.

What is revealed in the eyes is a tranquility as deep as the sea, and a faint smile outlines the corners of the mouth.

......

At such an urgent moment, he is still as calm as water, neither sad nor happy.

At last,

The Second Burning of the Sea of ​​Spirits

......

At that moment, Qian Renxue's long-dead heart began to rekindle, and a gap in her long-closed heart seemed to be opened, and a dim light shone in with extremely clear clarity.

Her heart was moved for the first time, an indescribable feeling,

"Do you care?"

"Are you moved?"

Qian Renxue kept asking herself.

"Could it be? Is it...love?"

At that moment, I seemed to understand that it turned out that Tang San was not the only one who could really make my heart beat.

Because every night after that.

The figure holding him in the dark night like a shooting star chasing the moon appeared in his dreams all the time.

but.....

How could she not know the elder's selfish intentions?

Very few people can survive the burning sea of ​​spirit, let alone the second burning of the sea of ​​spirit...

The elder let her go in order to let her have illusions and maintain the last foundation of Wuhun Palace.

And she naturally understood, but she never let go...

Conflict, hesitation...

Qian Renxue lay limply on the ground. It had been a long, long time. She had never cried so happily.

Hanging on the wall beside the main entrance is none other than her own grandfather...the pale golden armor and the soaring eagle spirit...

Qian Renxue stood up slowly, running through her thoughts over and over again. Just now, she was too excited, which caused her memories to jump repeatedly...

After standing for a long time, Qian Renxue slowly walked to the bookshelf and opened a box. It was already covered with dust. She gently brushed the dust off with her sleeves and opened the box.

Inside is an exquisite bone flute.

This is Bibi Dong - what her mother once gave her, but... the moment she knew that it was her mother who killed her father.

This flute has never been taken out again. In a short time, more than ten years have passed.

The hatred in my heart for my mother had already been resolved in that battle.

When the Shura Divine Sword, full of bloody terror, stabbed at his chest with unparalleled majesty, he was blocked by his mother's flesh and blood.

Her mother's Rakshasa god was already afraid of the Shura god, but at the moment of life and death, Bibi Dong still stood in front of Qian Renxue regardless of her own safety.

........

However, I didn’t call out again in the end: Mother.

She held the box carefully, fearing that it would vibrate at all.

The box is made of wood, the most primitive wood. However, at this moment, the most ordinary thing can show the changes of time.

Qian Renxue carefully took out the bone flute, which was once refined from dragon bones.

The entire bone flute is still flat and smooth, and the inside of the box is still as tidy as ever.

Under the illumination of the room lights, layers of halos are constantly shining. In the limited space, the luster converges into a point and sparkles.

Qian Renxue slowly picked it up, brought it to her mouth, and took a breath from her dantian. The smooth breath flowed into the bone flute, and the melodious sound began to emerge.

Her whole body lifted up, and her golden dress fluttered gently.

The melody of the bone flute is played, and patterns are transformed into images.

At first, the warm spring breeze blew in, bringing the fluttering ears of ears to dance, and the floating music sounded, swaying away and filling the desert.

The music rises and falls with the wind, and all spirits ripple with her mood.

In an instant, dragon heads appeared in the sky, and the huge pale golden dragon emerged first, roaring wantonly and wandering in the sky.

Then it went straight down, and the dragon's claws seemed to be in contact with the vast desert...

Then, dragons filled the sky, and thunder screamed.

Thousands of dragons dance!

At this moment, Qian Renxue seemed to be surrounded by thousands of dragons, surrounded by silence.

The sound she played was sometimes loud and sometimes frustrating.Qianlong will sometimes be loud and sometimes mournful!

Blue Dot Tyrannosaurus Rex, Golden Holy Dragon, Bright Dragon King, and Mountain Dragon King! .......

Qian Renxue was attracted by this artistic conception and looked at these flying dragons seriously.

The huge skeleton was the only one she had ever seen in her life, and each of the strange scenes seemed to have actually happened.

At this time, the Golden Holy Dragon slowly lowered its body, its body directly under Qian Renxue, and carried her body steadily.

Just, the next moment.

in a trance.

The dragons flying all over the sky suddenly disappeared...the sky was still blue.

However, when Qian Renxue looked down, she was surprised!

The vast Gobi beach and desert are covered with skeletons!

The huge wind and sand did not bury them, and their huge skeletons were still exposed.

Qian Renxue was surprised: "This... these living dragons... are all... dead!?"