In Douluo, all the girls are hit hard and can't stand it anymore

"Lao Deng?!"

Just two words, the bomb of hesitation exploded through people's hearts, and everyone was silent.

"What did this young man call the Great Elder just now?"

Several great priests looked at each other, their astonishment evident in their words.

Whether inside or outside the Spirit Hall, the prestige of the Great Elder is unattainable.

No matter where you are, you are respected!

This boy, is he seeking death?

"Did he just...say he wanted to marry the young master???"

Several great priests came to their senses.

It’s not that they are slow in thinking, it’s just that the news brought by Lin Yifan’s appearance is too explosive!

Few people outside knew that Qian Renxue was still alive, and the Great Elder was training her as the successor to the Elders' Hall.

Now, Lin Yifan said he wanted to marry Qian Renxue?

Wouldn't that mean there would be no one to succeed the Hall of Elders?

Even if Qian Renxue agreed to this, the Great Elder would never agree to it for the sake of Qian family's inheritance!

And Lin Yifan coming here is tantamount to seeking death.

"Xue'er, were you coerced by him?"

Qian Daoliu's face turned ugly and dark.

For so many years, no one dared to be disrespectful to him like Lin Yifan did.

It's fine if he's young and frivolous, but he actually wants to marry his granddaughter?

court death!

"Grandpa, Yifan is not usually like this!"

Qian Renxue's face turned pale.

She didn't expect that the usually steady Lin Yifan would really intend to beat up her grandfather.

"Yifan, you should apologize to grandpa!"

Qian Renxue nervously grabbed Lin Yifan's wrist.

"Don't be afraid, Xuexue!"

"He's just an Extreme Douluo."

Lin Yifan patted Qian Renxue's hand and comforted her.

"He's just an Extreme Douluo...that's all?!"

As soon as Lin Yifan finished speaking, the eyelids of the worshippers twitched wildly.

In the whole world, there are only three Extreme Douluo.

Under the gods, the Extreme Douluo is invincible.

Just the Ultimate Douluo?

Where did Lin Yifan get the courage to say this?

"Did I say something wrong?"

Lin Yifan took a step forward, and eight soul rings rose from under his feet.

Transparent, purple-black, virtual white, dark green, fiery red, bright silver, sea blue, and brilliant gold!

A breath of Soul Douluo rushed into the hall.

"I'm sixteen years old, level eighty-nine Contra!"

"Extreme Douluo, is it difficult?"

Lin Yifan was extremely calm.

If you want Qian Daoliu to agree to this marriage, you can't achieve your goal by being servile and submissive.

Instead of licking his face to please him, it is better to be like Rayleigh.

He has many hidden cards, and even if Qian Daoliu really wants to take action, it may not be beneficial!

The important thing is that he was informing Qian Daoliu, not asking Qian Daoliu to grant the marriage.

"Sixteen-year-old Contra?!"

The eight great priests looked at each other, their pupils dilated in shock.

At such a young age, he can become a Soul Douluo. Whether it is talent or opportunity, he is probably the best in the world.

What kind of power could cultivate such a terrifying little monster?

"Young man, this marriage is off the table!"

"I am grateful for your extraordinary talent. You should leave the Spirit Hall now. I can pretend that nothing happened just now!"

Looking at Lin Yifan's amazing talent, Qian Daoliu was stunned.

When he was sixteen years old, he was just a Soul Emperor, which was already a rare genius in the world.

For a sixteen-year-old Soul Douluo, if given enough time, it will be no problem for him to become an Ultimate Douluo.

Even, one can be noticed by the gods in the upper realm and be given the status of a god.

Just with this terrifying potential, without the confidence to kill Lin Yifan, he was unwilling to have a grudge against Lin Yifan.

"I came to inform you because I saw that you are Xuexue's grandfather!"

"If you don't agree, then you can sit at the children's table at Xuexue and I's wedding."

Lin Yifan said firmly.

"You really don't want to leave?"

Qian Daoliu's tone suddenly dropped, and at the same time, a biting chill seeped into the surrounding evening breeze.

"Let's go, Xuexue!"

"Your grandfather has the intention to kill me. If I stay here, our child will be without a father."

Lin Yifan is holding Qian Renxue's hand.

however,

Qian Renxue's brain was in a state of complete failure at this moment. She was completely confused and had no idea what Lin Yifan wanted to do!

With Lin Yifan's fearless personality, how could he possibly compromise?

What kind of medicine is in his gourd?

"What... the young master is pregnant?!"

The eight great priests had wonderful expressions on their faces, with surprise and shock alternating between them. They exchanged glances eight hundred times, and it was even more incredible in their hearts.

The future heir to the Hall of Elders is often pregnant with someone else's child.

If this matter were to get out, the dignity of the Spirit Hall would be shattered.

"My life is over!"

At the door, the guards' eyes were dull and they looked as if they had lost all hope in life.

Is this the kind of news they can listen to?

That will cost you your head!

"Xuexue, is what he said true?"

Qian Daoliu's face turned ugly and dark. If possible, he wanted to take action immediately.

His precious granddaughter, whom he had carefully taken care of for more than twenty years, was abducted just like that?

Pregnant before marriage!

The deeper the love, the more severe the criticism.

This matter cannot be resolved peacefully today!

"Grandpa...what he said is true."

"I haven't seen my father since I was a child, and I don't want my child to be like me!"

Qian Renxue whispered.

The missing parts in life are lifelong regrets, and those regrets cannot be healed even for the rest of your life.

"Let's go! Xuexue."

"This old Deng doesn't really love you at all!"

"He is just using the name of loving you to fulfill his own wishes."

"Forget it, I will take you to Poseidon Island later and let the high priest tell you everything!"

Lin Yifan was about to speak but stopped.

Arrogance is just a performance, playing hard to get is the best strategy.

"and many more…"

As expected by Lin Yifan, after he mentioned the high priest, Qian Daoliu's eyes flashed with disbelief and he immediately stopped him.

Even, no one cares about the fact that his name is Lao Deng!

"No wait..."

Lin Yifan paused and said proudly.

"I won't tell you that the high priest likes Tang Chen, but Tang Chen is dead. If you go to find the high priest now, you will have a chance to be together!"

Lin Yifan said calmly.

Qian Daoliu is dedicated to his duties to the Spirit Hall.

But the high priest has always been the one he loves but cannot get.

The so-called regrettable white moonlight is the one who will do anything for no reason once he knows a little bit of information.

All men are the same, and no one can escape the law of true fragrance.

"Boy, are you telling the truth?"

Hearing this, a long-dormant excitement flashed in Qian Daoliu's eyes.

The next moment, the horrified gazes of the eight great priests were fixed on Qian Daoliu like tracking missiles.

That gossipy look was full of shock and curiosity!

"Ahem...youngster, you are gifted. Follow me into the palace. If you can pass my assessment, I can approve your marriage!"

Qian Daoliu realized that he had lost his composure and immediately straightened his expression.

Concern leads to chaos!

But Lin Yifan spoke out what was in his mind, and he needed to talk to Lin Yifan alone.

"Everyone, you saw the Great Elder invite me in!"

"I stopped you last time, but you are not allowed to stop me this time!"

Lin Yifan chuckled.

However, his smile looked innocent, but in the eyes of the eight priests, it was full of hatred.

"I really want to beat this kid up!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo spoke without hesitation, little did he know that this was exactly the effect Lin Yifan wanted.

"Well, don't be ungrateful after getting such an advantage!"

Qian Renxue lightly pinched the back of Lin Yifan's hand.

She was even more curious, who exactly was the high priest that Lin Yifan mentioned, and who could actually make her grandfather swallow his anger?