Douluo: Me! Huo Yuhao, Holy Son of Wuhun Palace.

dream world

Wuhun Palace, secret room.

Faced with the mysterious man who suddenly broke into the secret room, Qianxunji was shocked at first.

The power exerted by the opponent, the angel's holy sword of the same origin.

His first reaction was - does the old man have other bloodlines outside?

However, when he heard the other party's reply, he was stunned.

My...my daughter?

While he was stunned,

When the elders in the Elder Hall heard the noise, they all rushed to the secret room.

How dare someone assassinate the Pope?

However, when they saw this scene, they were stunned.

His Holiness the Pope is safe and sound.

The invading assassin... Damn, an angel spirit?!

She also supported Her Highness the Saint.

Their subconscious thoughts were surprisingly consistent -

Could this be the illegitimate daughter of the great priest?

Who is this helping?

Bibi Dong looked at Yue Guan and Gui Mei with a complicated expression.

She is still just a saint at this stage, so naturally she cannot order them around.

"Want to deceive me with illusion?" Qianxunji sneered and immediately displayed the six-winged angel martial spirit. Nine soul rings of yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, and black appeared under his feet.

Level ninety-three, Titled Douluo of the Assault System!

Illusion?

The elders at the scene had not yet reacted.

Qian Renxue immediately displayed the complete version of her angel martial spirit, with six golden wings spreading out behind her and pitch-black ten-thousand-year spirit rings appearing one after another under her feet.

Finally, at the location of the ninth ring, a deep red blood color appeared, and the light overwhelmed the entire secret room.

The ninth ring: one hundred thousand years!

An angelic mark suddenly appeared between Qian Renxue's eyebrows, and her whole body exuded a terrifying aura.

Eight black and one red, angel inheritance!

This scene completely stunned all the elders of the Spirit Hall.

This soul ring configuration seems to be something that only great priests can achieve.

This aura immediately attracted the Thousand Flows of Douluo Palace.

The moment he arrived, all the elders present stepped back.

Even Qian Xunji, the Pope, had to bow his head at this time.

"Father."

Qian Renxue looked at the much younger grandfather in the crowd, with golden hair hanging down his shoulders. He exuded a fierce aura, and his golden eyes were like an eagle, full of oppression.

This was completely different from the appearance she usually came into contact with.

(Note: Qian Daoliu in the Qianxunji stage was a living god of death, killing many wild Titled Douluo)

"Who are you? Why do you have the inheritance of angels?" Qian Daoliu stared at Qian Renxue in the air.

At that moment, Qian Renxue suddenly understood Yu Hao's feelings.

Cross the barriers of time and meet relatives and old friends again.

You remember him, you remember all of them, but they don't know you, and they don't have any memory or past about you.

Your identity is blank, and there is no corresponding place for you in this era.

"Grandpa, I come from the future." Qian Renxue felt like there was something stuck in her throat.

From the future?

Everyone at the scene was stunned.

This Wanquan is beyond common sense, but the angel martial spirit that the other party possesses can also explain certain problems.

Qian Daoliu stared at her and was silent for a moment.

"Who is your biological mother?"

Qian Renxue looked at Bibi Dong beside her silently.

Qian Xunji, the contemporary Pope, was stunned.

I haven't even touched her yet, where did such a grown-up girl come from?

"Leave them here." Qian Daoliu ordered, and immediately prepared to turn around and leave.

His footsteps suddenly stopped, then he slowly fell down, turned sideways and looked back.

Terrifying divine power erupted from Qian Renxue's body, and a golden beam of light attracted the Angel Temple.

"Whoever dares to touch her, don't blame me for being ruthless with my sword." Qian Renxue was filled with divine power, and her tone was as cold as frost.

Qian Daoliu's eyes revealed emotion, even disbelief.

She actually has an angel's divine armor in her body?

But the problem is, that thing is still lying in the Temple of Angels, how is this possible?

There is no doubt that this woman who claims to be from the future has a very deep connection with their Spirit Hall Qian Family, and it may be true as she said.

"I can let you go, but after that, can you give me a detailed explanation?" Qian Daoliu made a concession, staring at Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong.

She is so gifted that she resonates with the Angel Temple.

This means that there is a high probability that she will inherit the throne of angel in the future.

Then, her biological mother had no way to escape.

(The extreme selfishness of the current era's Qian Daoliu will become even more extreme when he learns that the union of the two can give birth to an offspring who can inherit the throne of the angel god)

"Don't try to use any means to keep my mother here. I don't want to kill my mother, grandpa." Qian Renxue lowered her head and said softly.

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole place fell into dead silence.

Qianxunji's face turned green.

What is this nonsense?

Is she trying to... cut herself?

Even Qian Daoliu, who had been cultivating himself for many years and was in charge of the Douluo Palace, turned pale when he heard these "treasonous" words.

If that person is really his granddaughter, forcing her to stay will only make her hate him.

Moreover, if she really takes action, she can mobilize the power of angels, and if a real fight breaks out, the entire Spirit Hall might be put in danger of destruction.

"In that case, it's up to you to stay or go." Qian Daoliu said, turned around and left the secret room.

The chief priest had spoken, and all the elders present left the scene one after another.

Pope Qianxunji saw that everyone had withdrawn, and looked at the woman who claimed to be his daughter but wanted to kill his daughter, as well as the female disciple he had coveted for a long time.

If they really fight, he may not be able to win.

Qianxunji pretended to be calm and snorted coldly, then turned around and strode away.

Everyone in the secret room dispersed.

The angel's holy sword in Qian Renxue's hand fell and turned into golden flames and dissipated. She opened her arms, lowered her head and hugged her mother tightly, sobbing softly with tears in her eyes.

Now she finally understands why the relationship between her mother and father is so stiff and cold.

Everything is the result of coercion.

original……

The loving father and amiable grandfather she saw were only one side of the story.

In front of outsiders, they have another face.

In her mother's eyes, her existence was a mistake.

The more outstanding her talent is, the more she is loved by her father and grandfather, but the more disgusted her mother must feel, right?

It's like a "tool" for breeding.

Thinking of this, Qian Renxue couldn't help but tremble.

Bibi Dong looked at Qian Renxue who was crying, and her heart ached slightly. She patted her back gently, silently comforting her.

Qian Renxue hugged her tightly and cried even more sadly and hysterically.

All the grievances of so many years burst out at this moment.

She even felt that her existence was a mistake.

If it weren't for her...

If it weren't for my father, how could my mother have fallen to this state.

"It's all over." Bibi Dong gently stroked her back.

"I shouldn't blame you for all that."

"I'm sorry..." Bibi Dong lowered her head and uttered the apology that lasted for twenty years.

At that moment, the surrounding secret room scene shattered and turned into rippling water.

Mother and daughter hugging each other.

At that moment, each of them finally took that step in their hearts.

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dream world

Inside the Temple

Huo Yuhao sat high on the throne, supporting his face with one hand, his head half tilted, a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.