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In fact, this is the information gap.
Others don't know how Qian Xunji died, but doesn't Bibi Dong, the instigator, know?
To be honest, Tang Hao can even be considered Bibi Dong's benefactor.
If Tang Hao had not seriously injured Qian Xunji, it would not have been easy for Bibi Dong to kill Qian Xunji.
But Yu Xiaogang didn't know these things.
He also didn't know that Tang San's mother was forced to death by the Spirit Hall.
It can only be said that Yu Xiaogang's level is still too low, and he has no access to many pieces of information.
Bibi Dong supported her chin with her white arms and lowered her head in deep thought.
"Let him join the Spirit Hall."
After a long time, Bibi Dong put forward her own conditions.
"As long as he joins the Spirit Hall, I will naturally train him with all my strength. Twin spirits are also worth my training."
"this..."
A look of hesitation flashed across Yu Xiaogang's face.
"After all, Haotian Douluo has a blood feud with the Spirit Hall. If I were to let my disciple join the Spirit Hall, would that be…"
Of course he doesn't want Tang San to join the Spirit Hall!
If Tang San joins the Spirit Hall, all his future achievements will belong to the Spirit Hall.
When people talk about Tang San, they only mention the Spirit Hall.
Then how can Yu Xiaogang become famous in the world of soul masters?
How can I wash away the title of waste?
"Didn't you just say that hatred shouldn't be passed on to the next generation?"
Bibi Dong showed a sneer on her face.
"Go back and think about it carefully."
"If your disciple is willing to join the Spirit Hall, I will train him to cultivate twin spirits."
Yu Xiaogang opened his mouth to speak, but before he could say anything, he was interrupted by a noise at the door.
You should know that this is the Wuhun branch hall of Tiandou City.
Unless someone has been kicked in the head by a donkey, there is no way anyone would cause trouble here.
"Young Master, His Holiness the Pope is discussing important matters with the guests."
Yu Xiaogang vaguely heard someone talking at the door.
"Get out of here!"
A clear and beautiful voice exploded.
boom!
Along with this clear voice, there was also a muffled sound.
The next moment, the door of the hall was broken open by violent means.
A woman with a veil covering her face strode into the hall, not paying any attention to Pope Bibi Dong.
"Is this what you call a guest?"
A sneer appeared on Qian Renxue's face.
"You're becoming more and more unruly!"
Bibi Dong looked at Qian Renxue, and her voice couldn't tell whether she was happy or angry.
"You still have rules?!?!"
Others are afraid of Bibi Dong, but Qian Renxue is not afraid at all.
"What serious business can I have with you, this old loser who can't even break through level 30 in his entire life?"
"Or are you still obsessed with this old loser?"
Speaking of this, Qian Renxue's face showed a sarcastic look.
"Bibi Dong, isn't your vision really bad?"
In fact, in terms of vision, the mother and daughter really have an excellent inheritance relationship.
After all, in the original novel, didn't Qian Renxue fall in love with Tang San?
Yu Xiaogang standing by was dumbfounded.
Although Qian Renxue kept calling him an old waste, he felt angry.
But he had never seen anyone dare to speak like this in front of Bibi Dong.
So who is the woman in front of me?
"presumptuous!"
Bibi Dong shouted.
The pressure of the ninety-nine-level Titled Douluo instantly penetrated his body and pressed down heavily on Qian Renxue.
Qian Renxue's body trembled, and the angel mark on her forehead slowly lit up when facing Bibi Dong's pressure, helping her block some of the pressure.
However, Qian Renxue is currently at most Soul Saint level, and even with the Mark of an Angel, she cannot resist the pressure of Level Ninety-Nine.
A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Qian Renxue's mouth, but her eyes were still fixed on Bibi Dong.
The sneer on his face was like a thorn that pierced Bibi Dong's heart.
"That's enough!"
Another figure walked into the hall, it was Qingluan Douluo.
"Your Holiness, Xiaoxue is wrong. Are you really planning to kill her?"
Qingluan also felt a headache when looking at the scene in front of her.
He is not Qian Daoliu or Jin E, and he cannot beat Bibi Dong now.
Bibi Dong's lips moved, and when she saw the blood at the corner of Qian Renxue's mouth, her heart suddenly tightened.
This is her daughter.
Whether she admits it or not, this is her daughter.
"You guys go."
Bibi Dong withdrew her pressure and suddenly waved her hand tiredly.
Yu Xiaogang felt that he was in big trouble at this moment. He bowed slightly to Bibi Dong and left.
Anyone here could crush him to death with just their little finger.
"Hmph, Bibi Dong, remember your identity."
Qian Renxue wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, snorted at Bibi Dong, then turned and left without looking back.
Qingluan Douluo looked at Bibi Dong, then at Qian Renxue, sighed deeply, and left the hall with Qian Renxue.
Suddenly, Bibi Dong was the only one left in the entire hall.
Seeing that there was no one else around, Bibi Dong couldn't bear it any longer.
Two lines of clear tears slowly flowed down her cheeks.
Under the loom of fate, she is just a chess piece being played.
Betrayal by lover, violation by teacher, and estrangement by daughter.
Even though she has now become the supreme Pope, she has never enjoyed a single day of happiness.
Even if I become the heir of a god, so what?
Can we recover the regrets and sufferings in life that we have already experienced?
Tears were still flowing, but Bibi Dong didn't make any sound.
She couldn't let others see her weakness.
"Xue'er, why are you doing this?"
Qingluan Douluo sighed, looking at Qian Renxue with a look full of helplessness.
"After all, she is your mother."
"Grandpa Qingluan, I have never had a mother. Grandpa is my only relative."
Qian Renxue's face was full of stubbornness, and her expression looked surprisingly similar to Bibi Dong's.
As the two were talking, Qian Renxue suddenly noticed that Yu Xiaogang had not gone far.
Qian Renxue sneered and appeared in front of Yu Xiaogang in a flash.
"What...what do you want to do?"
Yu Xiaogang swallowed his saliva.
He was naturally a little scared because the woman in front of him dared to confront Bibi Dong, the Pope of the Spirit Hall.
Bang!
A crisp sound.
Before Yu Xiaogang could react, he felt a pain in his cheek.
The next moment, his whole world started spinning.
It may have been a moment, or it may have been a long time, after he hit something hard, he felt severe pain all over his body, his eyes went dark and he passed out.
Looking at Yu Xiaogang who was pulled out by her and directly sank into the wall, Qian Renxue showed an expression of lingering satisfaction on her face.
"Xue'er, just hit it twice to let out your breath, that's enough."
Qingluan Douluo didn't want the relationship between Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue to continue to deteriorate, so he quickly spoke to persuade them.
"This piece of trash only has a soul power of level 29. Killing him will only dirty your hands."
"Besides, this is a turbulent time, and this loser has close ties with the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Family."
"You should think twice before doing anything."