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Xiaoxue misled me! Why do I have to wear makeup just to wear a dress? The thing is, after the makeup, there's no difference between me and my natural self. What's the point?
They quietly quickened their pace.
Qian Renxue looked at Lin Feng with a hint of teasing:
"Your Highness, how does it feel to be fawned over by everyone?"
"Wouldn't you like to chat with that girl with the long, white legs?"
Lin Feng sighed and rubbed his forehead in exasperation.
"Don't laugh at me. They didn't recognize you because your identity hasn't been revealed yet. Why don't you just explain it clearly?"
You are the young master of the Spirit Hall, the future leader of the Douluo Hall.
Qian Renxue was taken aback, thought about it carefully, and then shook her head:
"It's enough for you and the other grandfathers to know. As for her side..."
I'm afraid they'll get angry.
Having finally managed to ease tensions, Qian Renxue didn't want to ruin their relationship again by revealing that she was Bibi Dong's daughter.
After all, judging from Bibi Dong's previous behavior and words, she really disliked her father.
Even with Qian Daoliu, Grandpa sometimes rejected Father, as if Father had indeed been tainted.
However, upon arriving at the foot of the mountain range where the Papal Palace and Douluo Palace are located, it seemed as if they had sensed it long ago.
A fragrant breeze wafted by, and Bibi Dong's stunning figure appeared beside Lin Feng and the other two.
"Ho-"
Bibi Dong's breathing sounded somewhat disordered.
Her gaze was fixed on the three people in front of her.
Bibi Dong's lips were pressed tightly together, and her heart seemed to stop for a moment.
Finally, the suspicion that had been bothering me all these days came true.
The radiance between Qian Renxue and Ling Yuan's brows, their even more graceful figures, and the hint of mature beauty that occasionally emanated from them.
All of this shows that they couldn't resist.
I closed my eyes, trying to suppress the complex emotions of resentment and sorrow in my heart.
However, she could not recover her composure in a short time. Her bare hands, hidden under her clothes, trembled slightly as she clenched them.
"Your Majesty?"
Lin Feng looked at Bibi Dong, who had suddenly appeared and was now resting with her eyes closed, and asked her a question in surprise.
Bibi Dong opened her eyes, lowered her brows, not wanting the three of them to see the look in her eyes.
why!
How dare you!
If Qian Daoliu has figured it out, are you really all unaffected, or is this something that old guy tacitly approved?
This old man is eager to hold his great-grandson!?
hateful!
With a strained smile, Bibi Dong's voice was slightly disjointed:
"Why are you back so early? Have you finished taking care of things outside?"
"Can I stay in Wuhun City from now on?"
I still remember the sentence you taught me, Xiaofeng.
Those who go can not be remonstrated, and those who come can still be chased.
Since it has already happened, there is no way to undo it, but!
From now on, you absolutely cannot make any more mistakes. It's a bit of a shame that you didn't get your first time.
But Qian Renxue had already obtained it, and he really wanted to experience the feeling of taking it away from her again.
Lin Feng shook his head:
"We're only here this time to mobilize manpower; last time..."
Lin Feng hesitated, realizing that he hadn't told Bibi Dong about Gu Yuena yet.
"Um, Your Majesty, please forgive me, but this matter needs to be explained to the High Priest."
Bibi Dong narrowed her eyes:
"It's alright, you guys go ahead, I'll wait for you here."
Watching the three leave, Bibi Dong sighed deeply, a sense of unease settling in her heart.
"Xiao Feng, you can't blame me. You've been hiding things from me too."
Loosen your clenched fist.
But then, with an unknown amount of force, Bibi Dong's palm was already bleeding from her jade-like fingers.
"Tick."
A drop of blood fell to the ground, a gentle breeze blew by, but there was no trace of anyone who had been there.
Chapter 112. Qian Daoliu's Dilemma and Helplessness
112.
"Could it be news from Tang Hao?"
For a moment, Qian Daoliu's face showed astonishment.
After Tang Hao committed the hit-and-run, I didn't actually put in a lot of effort to hunt him down.
This gave Tang Hao a chance to catch his breath and escape the Spirit Hall's pursuit.
Qian Daoliu actually felt a sliver of pity for Tang Hao back then.
After all, he wasn't the main culprit in killing his own son.
Moreover, although he and Tang Chen had been rivals for their entire lives, they could also be considered companions who appreciated each other.
If he knew that he had laid a hand on his grandson, who knows if it would really create a deadly feud.
Although the Haotian Sect has withdrawn from the world, it has not harmed its members, and Tang Hao is also wandering abroad, so it can be said that Tang Chen cannot hold him accountable.
Where is this old guy now? He's been missing for so many years. Is he undergoing a divine test?
Qian Daoliu sighed inwardly, feeling sorry for the old man.
My stance is this, and it's also a fact that Tang Hao killed his own son.
To attempt to kill the Pope is a capital offense.
You can't blame yourself for being heartless. Tang Hao is your blood relative, that's true, but isn't Ji'er also my blood relative?
Qian Daoliu closed his eyes briefly, his breathing becoming slightly heavier.
"If it really is him, I'd better go there myself and bring Ju Gui and the other two along. We mustn't let Tang Hao, who is at his wit's end, harm the people around him."
Qian Renxue's eyes lit up. With her grandfather's help, the villain's life would be easily captured.
Even the bricks and tiles of the house he lives in now will be torn up!
"Grandpa, let's hurry over there now, or he might run away."
Qian Daoliu nodded, feeling somewhat reassured as he looked at Qian Renxue's anxious expression.
Indeed, right now, it seems that only Xiaoxue can stir my emotions.
Tang Chen and that other person are already in the past.
As the great offering to the angel God, the final step of the divine trial.
The only things he should care about are Qian Renxue's future and the inheritance of the angelic position.
"Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo, you two will come with me to Notting City."
“Yes”×2
As two voices rang out, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo appeared beside the group.
Lin Feng was somewhat surprised. Logically speaking, these two were now under the jurisdiction of the Papal Palace, yet Qian Daoliu could still order them around at will.
Before I could think about it, Bibi Dong's gentle and graceful voice rang out.
As the echoes of her high heels reverberated through the hall, Bibi Dong, holding the papal scepter, walked gracefully in.
Bibi Dong chuckled softly:
"We agreed that the Papal Palace and the Douluo Palace would not interfere with each other, but you always end up mobilizing the people around me."
To be honest, Ling Yuan is also my subordinate. How can the Pope, a dignified figure, not have any usable Title Douluos by his side?