Chapter 210 Shocked, Bibi Dong broke one arm!
Qian Renxue's voice was filled with tears, and her eyes were full of desire for answers.
Qian Daoliu looked at Qian Renxue, a trace of distress flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by worry.
Qian Daoliu looked at Qian Renxue with a livid face, took a deep breath, and slowly told her the whole truth.
"Xue'er, do you know that the reason why you can pass the angel inheritance so smoothly is not entirely due to your own talent and hard work."
Qian Daoliu's voice was heavy and depressed.
Qian Renxue's eyes widened with disbelief on her face, "Grandpa, what do you mean by this?"
Qian Daoliu gritted his teeth and continued:
"All this is because of Qian Renshang, the being who was predicted by the Angel God to be the Son of Darkness. The Angel God hopes that you can grow up as soon as possible and have enough power to kill him."
Qian Renxue's body trembled slightly, "Qian Renshang? Son of darkness?"
The son of darkness, Qian Renshang!
Qian Renxue was in disbelief when she heard these words.
She always thought that it was because of her extraordinary talent that she could pass the angelic inheritance so easily, but it turned out that it was because of Qian Renshang.
Qian Renxue stood there blankly, with thoughts in her mind. She recalled the efforts she had made and the pain she had endured in order to pass the angel inheritance, those days of sweat and tears. She thought it was her tenacity and talent that had brought her success, but she never imagined that there was such a reason behind it.
"It's him again..."
Qian Renxue murmured to herself, her voice full of complex emotions. There was anger, reluctance, doubt, and a hint of curiosity that even she herself had not noticed.
She bit her lip tightly, her teeth leaving light marks on her lips. Qian Renxue's hands clenched into fists unconsciously, and her long nails dug into her palms, but she felt no pain at all.
At this moment, she felt like a storm was rising in her heart, and she could not calm down for a long time.
Qian Daoliu's eyes were sharp, "Xue'er, his existence will bring disaster to the entire world. The will of the angel god cannot be defied, and you must shoulder this mission."
Qian Renxue's expression became very complicated, with both fear of the unknown and confusion about her mission.
"Grandpa, I..." Qian Renxue hesitated.
Qian Daoliu held Qian Renxue's shoulders, "Xue'er, you are the hope of Wuhun Palace and the messenger of the Angel God. You must be strong and complete this mission."
Qian Renxue was silent for a long time, and finally her eyes gradually became firm.
"Grandpa, I understand, I will not disappoint Wuhun Palace, nor will I disappoint Angel God."
Qian Daoliu nodded slightly, "Okay, Xue'er, from now on, you must practice harder to prepare for the upcoming battle."
Grandpa actually wanted to kill Qian Renshang, which Qian Renxue could not have imagined. She always thought that everything her grandfather did was for the glory and justice of Wuhun Palace, but now this determined killing intention made her doubtful.
Qian Renxue lowered her head slightly, frowning, and had a lot of thoughts in her heart. Even she couldn't help but feel that Qian Renshang was a little too miserable.
Anyone who is labeled as a so-called son of darkness must be killed, but now, this simple definition seems too thin and ruthless.
Qian Renxue sighed softly. She realized that Qian Renshang now had her approval, and she did not actually have to kill Qian Renshang.
Perhaps, before the truth is revealed, he should be given a chance to explain, a chance to prove himself.
"Grandpa, can you investigate more clearly? Maybe Qian Renshang is not a son of darkness..." Qian Renxue raised her head and looked at Qian Daoliu.
Qian Daoliu, on the other hand, had a sullen face, looking at Qian Renxue firmly and seriously, and said in a low and powerful voice:
"Shut up, the angel god can't be wrong, and Qian Renshang has revealed the undoubted fact that he has fallen angel martial soul, and he has also colluded with the soul beast...
Xue'er, don't think too much, continue to practice hard, and complete the Angel God Test. From now on, the burden of killing Qian Renshang will be left to you. ”
Qian Renxue listened blankly, her eyes a little hollow, her thoughts already drifting away.
Various thoughts kept flashing through her mind, and she felt confused and confused about the mission Qian Daoliu had imposed on herself.
She bit her lip lightly, and was confused in her heart: "Qian Renshang, is his life and death really going to be decided just because of a so-called prophecy?" Qian Renxue shook her head unconsciously, trying to disperse these chaotic thoughts. Thoughts, but Qian Daoliu's words were like a heavy hammer, constantly echoing in her heart.
The wind blew quietly, raising her golden hair, but it could not calm the waves in her heart.
At this moment, a purple light rushed towards this side from the sky, as fast as a meteor falling to the ground. Everyone was shocked, their faces full of vigilance, and their nerves became tense instantly.
The six major worshipers instantly released powerful soul power and stood ready. Many titled Douluo also put on defensive postures, staring closely at the purple light that was approaching rapidly.
After the purple light fell to the ground, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out to be Pope Bibi Dong!
However, after seeing Bibi Dong's condition clearly, everyone took a breath of cold air, because Bibi Dong was really miserable at this moment.
Her originally noble and gorgeous purple robe was in tatters, soaked in blood in many places, giving it a dark color.
Her skin was criss-crossed with countless wounds, some of which were still seeping with drops of blood, while others had condensed into blood scabs, making them look particularly hideous.
And her left arm was even more shocking, it was empty!
The wound was bloody and bloody, as if telling the story of a tragic battle he had just experienced.
Everyone looked at Bibi Dong in shock, and for a moment no one dared to say anything. Bibi Dong's face was as pale as paper, but her eyes were still sharp, revealing an unyielding stubbornness.
"His Majesty the Pope..."
Finally, a titled Douluo couldn't help but speak, his voice full of shock and worry.
Bibi Dong snorted coldly, "Don't make a fuss, this injury is nothing."
Even though she said so, her slightly trembling body still betrayed the tremendous pain she was suffering at this time.
Qian Renxue stepped forward distressedly, "Mother, what are you..."
Bibi Dong interrupted her, "Go away!"
Qian Daoliu frowned, "Who could hurt you like this?"
He knew that Bibi Dong was chasing Qian Renshang and the others. Qian Daoliu originally hoped that Bibi Dong could bring Qian Renshang back, but it seemed that he had failed!
Everyone was shocked who could beat Pope Bibi Dong into such a miserable state, their eyes filled with disbelief. They stared at Bibi Dong blankly, their hearts filled with doubts and fear.
Qian Daoliu's expression was even more solemn, and his originally serious face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost at this moment. He stared closely at Bibi Dong's empty left arm, his eyes revealing deep worry.
"Who is it that has such power?"
Qian Daoliu murmured to himself, his voice low and heavy.
Bibi Dong's expression was ferocious and she pushed away everyone without saying a word. Her powerful aura was so terrifying that everyone unconsciously moved away.
With a flash of her body, she returned to the Pope's Palace alone like a purple phantom.
As soon as she stepped into the palace, Bibi Dong completely lost control and began to go crazy, roaring, and roaring. Her voice echoed in the empty hall, full of endless anger and unwillingness.
"Gu Yuena! I must kill you!"
She was shouting hysterically, her eyes red as if they were about to burst into flames.
She waved her remaining right arm wildly and swept all the tables, chairs, vases and other objects in the hall to the ground, making a crackling sound.
"How dare you humiliate me like this!"
Bibi Dong's voice had become hoarse, but she still kept roaring.
Her hair was messy and spread out, veins popped out on her forehead, and her whole person seemed to be in a state of madness.
"I won't let you go, Gu Yuena!"
Bibi Dong's roar echoed in the Pope's Palace for a long time.
(End of chapter)