Douluo: I heard that Disaster is a waste?

So Qian Yue Huan pretended to be frightened and said, "I just hate you."

As soon as the words fell, Qian Yuehuan was stunned. Zai Yi blinked his beautiful eyes and tears just flowed out.

No way, you cry just like that!

Qian Yuehuan suddenly felt a little guilty, so she ran over and patted Zai Yi on the shoulder, comforting him for a rare moment, "Don't cry, I was just trying to scare you."

Zai Yi's eyes were full of disbelief, but his mood was still low. He turned his head silently and didn't want to pay attention to Qian Yuehuan.

Qian Yue Huan sighed helplessly and had to explain, "Even if I join the Spirit Hall Academy, it is very likely that I will not get the quota in the end."

"You are the Son of God, the one who may inherit the Pope in the future, so you must have a place to go to the miracle. The same goes for Hu Liena, who is a saint. The other place may be given to Yan or Xie Yue, who is more talented than me. In any case, it will not be my turn."

"In that case, why should I join the Spirit Hall Academy? I might as well participate in the civilian individual points competition. If I win first place, then the spot to the Miracle will be completely under my control, which is also the best way for me."

Zai Yi nodded after hearing this, and suddenly felt sorry for Qian Yue Huan, "You really have it hard."

Compared to Qian Yuehuan's way of obtaining the spot to go to Miracle, it was much easier for Zai Yi and Hu Liena. They were even pre-selected and had a 100% chance of getting the spot.

Qian Yuehuan shook her head helplessly. She had no choice.

She even had to get a miracle quota and find a way to deal with the system there.

Thinking of the system's ability to devour gods, a sinister look flashed in Qian Yuehuan's eyes.

She, Qian Yuehuan, would never allow all her hard work to be wasted on others!

Zai Yi shuddered and couldn't help shivering. What happened? Why was it so cold all of a sudden?

After the conversation, Qian Yuehuan and Zai Yi parted ways, and the road to the Pope's Palace was unobstructed.

As soon as she stepped into the hall, Qian Yuehuan saw a strange yet familiar figure.

The blond boy faced Bibi Dong with his left hand behind his back. He was wearing luxurious palace clothes. His every move was elegant and he had an indescribable friendly temperament.

Faintly, the figure in front of him overlapped with Qian Renxue's figure thirteen years ago.

When she was just a few months old, the little girl who came to make her laugh every day was also her blood-related sister.

The current crown prince of Tiandou Empire, Xue Qinghe, is actually his biological sister Qian Renxue.

Hearing the footsteps of someone coming, Xue Qinghe smiled gently, but when he turned around and saw Qian Yuehuan's appearance, he was stunned.

Qian Yuehuan had silver hair that fell to her waist, and golden sand seemed to flow in her golden eyes. She wore a simple and capable black and white dress, and had a maturity and stability that did not match her age of 13.

Xue Qinghe's heart was filled with shock and an idea came to his mind, and he couldn't wait to verify it.

The same silver hair and golden eyes, the same age, and even...

Xue Qinghe turned around and looked at Bibi Dong and then at Qian Yuehuan. The two of them were somewhat similar, especially their eyebrows and eyes, as if they were carved from the same mold!

The moment Bibi Dong saw Qian Yuehuan, a smile instantly appeared between her eyebrows.

"Huanhuan, you finally decided to come back."