Chapter 92 Mommy just wants to hug you more.
The attack on Haotian Sect was over, and the news about the counterattack launched by Haotian Sect against Wuhun Hall had spread to all major forces on the continent within a day, such as the two royal families, the top three sects and other major forces.
Never underestimate these forces that have been entrenched in the continent for many years and have a long heritage. The intelligence network under their command is very terrifying, and even the Spirit Hall cannot completely eliminate these rats.
Some people gloated over the misfortune, some were wary, and some began to re-examine the newly appointed Pope Bibi Dong.
Anyone with a discerning eye could see that this time the thundering means were a trap set up by the Spirit Hall to lure out the snake. Although the newly-appointed Pope Bibi Dong was relatively inexperienced, his means were quite capable. Of course, it is not ruled out that there was a master behind the scenes guiding him. After all, the Spirit Hall was a huge family with a huge business, and it was inevitable that there would be a few smart people.
In any case, Bibi Dong's reputation has been made known, and even the common people have begun to discuss the new Pope of the Spirit Hall.
Wuhun Square.
Qian Renxue looked at the Wuhun Square that had to be renovated again because of the attack, and couldn't help but sigh and said:
"The Wuhun Square is really full of disasters. It was just repaired not long ago, and now it's bombed again."
The Thorny Porpoise handed a 40,000-year-old blue right arm bone to Qian Renxue. This was a lightning-attributed soul bone that exploded after Tang Ming's death. He said helplessly:
"Young Master, you can actually ignore these stray dogs from the Haotian Sect."
In the opinion of the Thorn, since the death of the old sect leader, the Haotian Sect now has only Tang Xiao, a newly promoted Titled Douluo, who is nothing more than a group of rabble who can never be killed. However, it is unknown whether Tang Chen, the invincible ground master, is dead or not. Provoking him would only bring a lot of trouble.
Qian Renxue naturally had no way of telling the other party that this was a plan for the future. She couldn't say that she knew Tang Chen couldn't return to Haotian Sect, so she let him go.
The Spirit Hall is currently developing very rapidly, but it is not enough to enter the next stage, unless it truly establishes an empire with more borders and people.
Since it is impossible to develop further, then we will contain the development of the enemy. In essence, the story of Douluo Continent is about the three major sects fighting against the Spirit Hall. Most of the Shrek Seven Devils are descendants of the seven major sects and the royal family.
Bibi Dong has just ascended the throne and does not have enough prestige. Now is a good time for the three upper sects to fish in troubled waters.
Nowadays, the Haotian Sect is really seriously injured. After this shock, the remaining Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Sect and Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect will not dare to cause trouble for the Spirit Hall, and Bibi Dong does not have to bother facing the designs and targeting of the top three sects and the two royal families.
Qian Renxue smiled and then said:
"At least the goal was achieved, wasn't it?"
The Spirit Hall is her property. As the young master, while enjoying the resources, she naturally has to find a way out for the Spirit Hall by eliminating its opponents. This is her responsibility. As for Bibi Dong, her mind is focused on love and hatred. She still needs two years of experience. Maybe she can become a good Pope later, but she is really useless now.
She then handed the fire-attributed torso bone that Tang Yu had exploded to the Thorny Porpoise Douluo.
"Uncle Thorny Pig, give this torso bone to Ling Yuan. Her soul power level is already level 88. After absorbing this bone, she will be able to reach the Titled Douluo level as soon as possible. She killed the Sixth Elder of the Haotian Sect and made great contributions. Naturally, she deserves a reward."
"Also, the personnel participating in this operation will receive double salary. Including Uncle Thorn, the four Titled Douluo can each go to the Worship Hall to receive a soul bone with a lifespan of 30,000 years."
The pupils of the thorny porpoise shrank. This... the young master actually gave a soul bone directly! You should know that among the nine elders of the Spirit Hall, except for Ghost Douluo who has a leg soul bone, even Chrysanthemum Douluo has no soul bone.
He took the fiery red torso bone with trembling hands, and with a fanatical look on his face, he knelt on one knee, "Thank you for the reward, young master!"
This operation was too easy, with four Titled Douluo fighting against a team led by a Soul Douluo, and they were able to get Soul Bones after the operation was over. The work was easy, and the rewards were a lot. Who wouldn't like such a boss?
After what happened today, the members of Spirit Hall were fighting hard to work for Qian Renxue.
"Well, go ahead."
The four Titled Douluo who took action today were all Qian Renxue's diehard fans. Although today's mission was not difficult, it did not prevent Qian Renxue from using this excuse to strengthen her diehard fans.
After leaving the Wuhun Square, Qian Renxue returned to the warm and grand living room of the Pope's Palace. She casually threw the black wolf cloak that the thorny fish had put on her to the ground, and buried herself in the sofa as if she had no bones, curling up lazily.
[Oh, this is really troublesome. I feel overwhelmed just by watching these actions. Xiaoxue, do you like others being afraid of you? ]
Jin Huang'er's voice reached Qian Renxue's mind, and she asked curiously.
"How could that be? It's okay to watch it occasionally, but if it's always like this then it's unacceptable."
"I just have to do it. It's my responsibility."
The blonde girl turned over, lay on her back on the sofa, looked lazily at the colorful and luxurious chandelier on the ceiling and spoke.
[Are you still practicing swordplay today like usual? Xiaoxue. 】
"kindness."
Qian Renxue responded somewhat listlessly and stretched out her plump legs. Although she was not in the mood today, practicing Buddhism is like rowing against the current, if you don't move forward, you will fall behind.
However, they will be heading to the City of Slaughter later. That place is in chaos and I guess there will be no time to relax by then. Let her lie down for a while before starting.
After going to the City of Slaughter and obtaining the Domain of the God of Slaughter, the next issue was the age of the spirit rings she absorbed. Naturally, the higher the age of the spirit rings, the better. The fifth and sixth soul rings were God-given spirit rings.
But it would be a waste to use a divine soul ring for the seventh soul ring. Qian Renxue's most ideal seventh soul ring is naturally the Tianmeng Ice Silkworm, a soul beast that is nearly a million years old. Now it is not known whether it has become a power bank for the ferocious beast. How to find the Tianmeng Ice Silkworm is also a problem.
"The seventh soul ring..." Qian Renxue rubbed her brows. If she only needed to obtain a soul ring to break through to level 70, it would naturally not be a problem for Qian Renxue. It could even be said to be a piece of cake.
But she was unwilling to compromise, and if she was going to get something, she would get the best.
She just didn't want to be like Qian Renxue in the original novel, who compromised in everything. When she was practicing, everything was a little bit lacking, and when she was fighting, naturally she was a little bit lacking in everything.
"It's okay. I still have a lot of time. But it would be nice if someone could help me share the burden. I hate using my brain, too."
After just a few seconds, Qian Renxue sat up, stretched, and pounded her head hard, as if she was trying to activate her second personality. She calmed down and went to learn sword skills from Jin Huang'er.
……
Two days later, the Haotian Sect took root in the mountains behind a small village not far from Tiandou City, the capital of the Tiandou Empire, three hundred miles east of Tiandou City.
The Haotian Sect has no pavilions or towers, but from a distance, it is also a castle-like building. The building is gray all over and looks like a part of the mountain, almost occupying the entire top of the mountain.
Haotian Sect, the sect master’s residence.
This is a room with an area of more than square meters. The furnishings inside are very simple, including a wide desk, bookcases covering two walls, and two long sofas.
The buildings of Haotian Sect don't feel luxurious at all, but they can't be said to be simple either. The overall biggest feature is that they are heavy.
Tang Xiao, known as Xiaotian Douluo by the world, was sitting on the sofa sipping wine. On the table in front of him was a piece of information that the intelligence personnel had obtained from the Spirit Hall.
Tang Xiao was over two meters tall, with a broad back and strong arms, a face as if it had been chiseled by a knife, short hair, and a simple gray robe. But as he sat there, he looked like the core of this mansion.
A height of two meters may not be considered particularly tall in the Haotian Sect, but it looks very majestic.
Looking at the information on the table, Tang Xiao couldn't help but feel more irritated.
He threw the wine glass hard to the ground, the glass shattered all over the floor, and the unfinished wine spilled all over the hall.
As the current leader of the Haotian Sect, he naturally knew what had happened in the Spirit Hall during this period.
In a sense, the plan to let Tang Ming and Tang Yuran lead people to attack the Spirit Hall and rescue Tang Yuehua could only be carried out after his approval.
But he failed. Not only did he fail to rescue his sister, but he also paid a heavy price.
This has also caused him to be particularly irritable recently.
Saving Tang Yuehua is not only because she is Tang Xiao's biological sister, but also because she is an expert in communication and interest exchange between those nobles. Now the Haotian Sect, which is forced to live in seclusion by the Spirit Hall, cannot do without Tang Yuehua's resource supplies. Without Tang Yuehua, they will starve to death in the mountains sooner or later, let alone practice.
Thirty-seven direct disciples, two hundred and seven collateral disciples, a total of two hundred and forty-four people, all were wiped out... The most important thing is that there was no result at all, and they all died in unclear circumstances!
The Haotian Sect had never suffered such a humiliating defeat since its establishment. Tang Xiao felt increasingly heavy-hearted, and a strong sense of frustration filled his heart.
"Father, maybe you are right. Xiao'er is really not suitable to be the leader. Brother Hao is missing, and now even Yuehua is gone... What should Xiao'er do?"
"metropolitan--!"
A call and a knock on the door woke Tang Xiao from his sad thoughts.
He first adjusted his facial expression, then spoke:
"Come in!"
A sect disciple pushed open the door and rushed in in a hurry.
Tang Xiao looked at the sect disciple who ran up to him breathlessly, frowned, and asked:
"What's the hurry? What happened?"
"Nothing happened, nothing happened, it's a great blessing!"
The young man panted and took a breath, then said quickly:
"Sect Master, Aunt Yuehua just came back!"
"What did you say! She's back?"
Tang Xiao looked incredulous and asked quickly:
"Then where is she now?"
"I heard from the villagers that a woman left Aunt Yuehua at the entrance of the village. She was found and brought back by a side disciple. Aunt Yuehua is still in a coma. Would you like to go and see Aunt Yuehua? However, the five elders are waiting for you in the sect hall now."
"No hurry, let's wait until she wakes up. Let's go to the sect hall first."
……
Sect Hall.
In addition to Tang Xiao, there were five old men standing there.
Although these five old men looked like middle-aged men in their prime, each of them was at least over sixty years old. They were all vigorous and had rosy faces. One of the old men was talking to Tang Xiao with a serious expression.
“What? The entire army was wiped out! Then... my son…” A tall and thin elder cried out in grief, staggered a few steps, and seemed about to faint.
"Seventh brother!" An elder hurried forward to help him.
When the Seventh Elder recovered, he asked with red eyes: "Master, my son, did he contribute to the sect in this battle?"
Tang Xiao nodded heavily, then said:
"Someone, come here, the Seventh Elder is having a hard time breathing, why don't you help him down to rest first!"
At this time, even if you have not made any contribution, it must be considered as a contribution.
But before the disciples at the door came forward, Tang Lieyang stood up by himself and said in a trembling voice:
"Don't touch me! I must listen to the whole meeting today!"
Tang Xiao waved his hand, signaling Tang Lieyang to leave it alone. He asked several elders to sit down together, and sat down himself. Looking at the five elders around him, he returned to the topic and asked:
"What do the elders think about the attitude of the Spirit Hall?"
"Are they trying to ease relations with us? No! This is impossible."
An elder with long eyebrows spoke, but quickly rejected his idea and said:
"All the disciples who came to rescue died, and only Tang Yuehua was sent back. This is too weird. What is the purpose of the Spirit Hall? Is it to demonstrate to us?"
Another elder frowned and said, "Could it be that Yuehua escaped by herself?"
"This is absolutely impossible! Tang Yuehua's martial soul has mutated and she only has a ninth-level soul power. Do you mean that the Spirit Hall cannot hold a ninth-level soul warrior?" Tang Qingqing, the only female among the five elders, also spoke up.
"Can you conclude that Tang Yuehua did not betray the sect?"
The sect hall began to become noisy.
Each elder had his own opinion and no one gave in to the other.
Tang Xiao slammed the table in front of him and said:
"Stop arguing!"
The face of the leader of Haotian Sect was still very effective. As soon as Tang Xiao spoke, the hall immediately became quiet.
"I know you all feel something is wrong, but I also feel something is wrong..."
"But now the Haotian Sect is in seclusion. How can we develop without resources? We cannot do without Yuehua's abilities, and neither can the sect."
"What's more, Yuehua is my father's daughter and my sister. I believe Yuehua will not betray the sect."
With Tang Xiao's assurance, the other five elders immediately expressed their attitudes.
Seeing the five elders calm down, Tang Xiao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then continued:
"I know the concerns of the elders, but at this time, we need to unite more. The Haotian Sect will not abandon any of its direct disciples!"
"When Yuehua wakes up, we will know what happened in the Spirit Hall during this operation."
But what Tang Xiao didn't know was that an undercurrent of conspiracy was lurking around the Haotian Sect.
On this very night, many disciples of the Haotian Sect found some blue crystal balls in the village, which contained a picture of more than ten seconds.
After injecting soul power, a scene will appear. Tang Yuehua, with an embarrassed look on her face, instructs a woman with short black hair and speaks.
"Ms. Ling Yuan, kill him quickly!"
Immediately afterwards, the purple-clothed man's heart was pierced by a fiery red feather.
Tang Yuran and the Haotian Sect disciples sitting on the ground turned their heads to look at Tang Yuehua in astonishment.
Suddenly, the picture blurred for a while, and the next picture was the face of the murdered man turned over. He looked crazy, as if he was about to fight for his life before dying.
It just so happened that many people in the Haotian Sect happened to recognize this face. He was a collateral disciple named Aode who originally lived in the village before leaving the sect.
Tang Yuehua, who ordered Ling Yuan to kill the sect's disciples, was still in a coma.
……
Qian Renxue got a lot of information about the City of Slaughter from Bibi Dong. Although Bibi Dong might not know as much as she did, it was a token of her kindness after all.
After chatting with Bibi Dong about family matters, Qian Renxue set off. She had led the angel army to the gate of the City of Slaughter once before.
Now she was completely familiar with the route, but this time, she was not in such a hurry. Instead, she took the Spirit Hall's chariot and went over there. Bibi Dong went with her. They were going to shock the King of Slaughter to prevent him from making any small moves when Qian Renxue challenged the Hell Road.
In the carriage.
Bibi Dong placed Qian Renxue's head on her lap and said with a serious expression:
"The City of Slaughter has been built for thousands of years, but there are only eight Gods of Slaughter who are capable of walking out of it, and it takes more than a hundred years for one God of Slaughter to be born."
"Xiaoxue, although you are very powerful, you cannot use your spirit skills in the Slaughterland. You must not be careless. Perhaps you should absorb a few more spirit bones before going to the Slaughterland."
Qian Renxue enjoyed Bibi Dong's soft lap pillow, squinted her eyes comfortably, and said:
"My martial soul is not just a simple eight-winged angel, but also an angel holy sword, which is equivalent to a weapon martial soul. With my physical fitness, I am not afraid of even a Titled Douluo. The inability to use soul skills is not a limitation for me."
Bibi Dong was suddenly choked when she heard Qian Renxue's confident words, but apart from these annoying nagging words, she seemed to have no idea how to get along with her daughter.
After a while, Qian Renxue's breathing became long and steady.
Looking at her daughter's peaceful sleeping face, Bibi Dong couldn't help herself and reached out to transfer her from her legs to her arms.
Bibi Dong swallowed and said, "It's okay. Xiaoxue has fallen asleep. As a mother, what's wrong with her hugging her daughter?"
There are some things that you cannot do well if you do them consciously, but can be accepted by others if you do them unconsciously. Then you can say that you fell asleep too.
Even if this is just an excuse, yes, all her actions later were caused by her own hands and feet while she was asleep, and had nothing to do with the kind and gentle Bibi Dong. How could she have any bad intentions towards Xiaoxue?
Impossible, absolutely impossible!
When Qian Renxue woke up, what she saw was Bibi Dong's slender neck and collarbone, with her face pressed against it. She could feel Bibi Dong's hot and vibrant vitality.
She lay on her side in Bibi Dong's arms, her huge and towering breasts about to burst out from her white clothes, and she pressed hard on Bibi Dong's arm, the whole breast was squeezed and deformed, her neck was still resting on Bibi Dong's arm, and was held tightly in her left hand.
The two of them were squeezed in the carriage, and the smell that didn't belong to them invaded their sense of smell in every pore.
"Hmm..." Such a shocking scene made Qian Renxue's brain go blank, but she had to admit that being hugged so tightly, Qian Renxue's body inexplicably felt a sense of security. Is this the feeling of maternal love?
The blonde girl put her arms around Bibi Dong's waist, closed her eyes again, and prepared to take a nap in her mother's arms.
Then, she heard Bibi Dong's heartbeat quicken. Qian Renxue was slightly stunned. Pretending to sleep?
Forget it, she is not interested in these things, she just wants to enjoy the present moment and have a good sleep.
After waiting for a while, Bibi Dong found that Qian Renxue seemed to have fallen asleep again, so she opened her eyes and looked at her daughter.
On that exquisite face, the facial features were still youthful and charming, and they looked calm and well-behaved.
Her beautiful black eyebrows were slightly curved, her nose was straight and straight, her lips were soft and pink, her skin was as white as cream and slightly rosy between her scattered golden hair.
Bibi Dong imprinted this scene deeply into her mind, not wanting to miss any detail.
She couldn't help but raise her hand and place it on the blonde girl's back, rubbing the girl's spine through the fabric and skin, and then gently held Qian Renxue in her arms.
Although my daughter is young, her body is not small. Her tall and delicate body is as soft as jade. Holding her in my arms is like holding a large ball of marshmallow, easily taking up all the space.
Bibi Dong felt that the carriage was getting hotter and hotter, and the air was not sufficient. She had to breathe extra hard every time. Her respiratory tract seemed to be burning, and her nostrils were filled with the scent of the blonde girl.
Bibi Dong took a deep breath of her daughter's scent, placed her chin on Qian Renxue's shoulder, and gently rubbed the girl's smooth face.
These intimate physical contacts can stimulate positive responses in the body and have a positive effect on physical and mental health. Bibi Dong only felt that she was surrounded by an inexplicable sense of happiness.
For humans, feeling each other's body temperature and touch can bring peace of mind and satisfaction to each other. She is also considering Xueer's physical and mental health.
Bibi Dong hugged her daughter tightly, as if she wanted to make sure that the two of them would never be separated from each other. She was so eager that her hug filled every space, and even their heartbeats were close to each other in this intimate action.
Feeling the surging emotions in her heart, Bibi Dong's gaze became more and more fiery.
She leaned close to Qian Renxue's ear and whispered her name silently.
Xiaoxue...my...you are mine...
Looking at Qian Renxuezhu's round and smooth ears, she felt like licking them a little.
"Can you please calm down a bit? Are you trying to strangle me, Mother?"
Qian Renxue opened her eyes with a cold face. Her good sleep was interrupted by Bibi Dong. She was in a very unhappy mood.
Bibi Dong was startled and her body trembled violently. She stammered:
"Hold... Sorry, Mom just feels that I won't be able to see Xue'er for a long time, so I want to hug you more now."
6000, should it be okay today? As I was writing, it became a mother-daughter relationship. There are many things I didn't write at all, I have restrained myself a lot. Please, reviewer, it shouldn't be blocked,
(End of this chapter)
