Douluo: I am an extraterrestrial demon

Chapter 15 Qian Daoliu’s little thoughts

Author: A Tong Shu

Chapter 15 Qian Daoliu’s little thoughts

People's hearts are fickle. Maybe someone who once sworn an oath to you will turn against you, or maybe your once-loyal subordinates have been corrupted by power and are willing to obey you.

But it is different with the seed of the soul. Not only will the love or loyalty to Shang'an not diminish, but it will gradually deepen over time, and finally turn into a belief rooted deep in the soul. Shang'an is her/their belief.

The emergence of the spiritual seed shows that Hu Liena is deeply in love with him, at least at this moment, and then Hu Liena's love for him will become deeper and deeper until it transcends everything.

"You are so full of love when you are young! Perhaps it is only a young girl in such a young age who can fall in love with others so easily. If it were Hu Liena a few years later, it might not be so easy."

The spiritual seed is also beneficial to Hu Liena's practice. It can make her mind clear, speed up her practice, and make her less likely to go crazy.

As for Yan, I can be considered as helping him get rid of the fate of being a dog licker. Let him focus on training in the future, so that he can change his fate of having his talent destroyed by Tang San.

Speaking of which, of the three major licking dogs in Douluo Continent, there are still two waiting for him to save.

Yan, who was still lying dead under the stage, slowly woke up. He was not seriously injured, and Shang An acted very measuredly.

But he still doesn't understand how he lost. One second he was close to victory, and the next second he felt like he was hit, and then his vision went black.

Soon he learned the details of the battle from the people around him.

He couldn't accept it. He didn't expect that he would lose to Shang An. People around him didn't know, but he knew that Shang An was only six years old.

Suddenly he looked around and finally found Hu Liena and Shang An hugging each other and about to walk out of the venue, with a flash of loneliness in their eyes.

"Shang'an, I will practice hard and try to defeat you!"

Yan mustered up the courage to shout at Shang An's back.

Shang An did not stop, but turned his head slightly and looked up at the sky. At the same time, those childish but powerful words came from the door.

"The enemy who is defeated by me will never be regarded as my opponent. I will give you time to catch up until you are out of sight."

Yan was stunned. He had heard such irritating words, and he felt that Shang An's realm was so high and unworldly, as if he was destined to be a god in the sky, and he was just an ant on the ground. At this moment, he actually

I had a hint of admiration for Shang An.

Hu Liena and Shang An have gone far away.

"Junior brother, you were so handsome just now!"

"Sister, please don't make trouble, eh, don't touch your hands."

Enshrined in the temple,

Qian Daoliu looked at the information in his hand.

"The first ring of the millennium!"

"Genius Yan, who has surpassed Class A and defeated Class A, might he still have something to hold on to?"

"This kid is unexpected. His talent is probably no less than Xue'er's."

He even vaguely felt that Shang An's talent might exceed that of his granddaughter, who was the inheritor of the Angel God!

"We should have been stronger from the beginning and brought that little guy back to the Enshrinement Hall to train him."

Qian Daoliu regretted a bit. Shang An's talent was higher than he thought. If he were to become an enemy of Xue'er, then

"I hope Bibi Dong still knows that she is Xue'er's mother."

Thinking of Bibi Dong, Qian Daoliu couldn't help but sigh, and suddenly his frown eased.

"But it's not impossible to bring Shang An over."

"Although Shang An is a little young, he is extremely talented and is a good match for Xue'er!"

"And with Shang An's help, Xue'er can better control the Spirit Hall."

As for whether Shang An would agree to this issue, he had not considered it at all. His family, Cher, was talented and beautiful. It was his honor to marry Cher, so how could he disagree?

He had already thought about what to write when delivering the secret message to Qian Renxue this time.

"I disagree!"

Bibi Dong looked at Qian Daoliu in front of her with an angry expression. The hand holding the scepter tightened slightly and she said angrily to Qian Daoliu.

"Why?"

Qian Daoliu was a little confused. This didn't mean any loss to Bibi Dong. Could it be that she still hated Xue'er? Thinking of this, his face darkened.

"Hmph! Xiao An and Nana are in love, how can I cruelly break them up."

"And Xiao An is my disciple, and she is also my daughter. If I say no, I just can't!"

Bibi Dong said in a cold tone, with a hint of complexity in her eyes when talking about Qian Renxue.

She was instinctively opposed to Shang An and Qian Renxue being together.

It seems that she said this for Hu Liena's sake, but she didn't know if she had any other ideas, and she didn't dare to think about it.

Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong faced off for a long time in the Pope's Palace, but finally backed down. After all, this woman is also Xue'er's mother.

"Then let's put this matter aside for now. But if Shang An and Xue'er like each other, you can't stop them."

Bibi Dong's face was still full of coldness. She didn't want to agree, but Qian Daoliu had already regressed, and it was hard for her to keep entangled. After all, she was still the weaker party in terms of strength and power.

"Can."

After a long silence, she finally said these two words.

Qian Daoliu nodded and left the Pope's Palace. Today, he originally wanted to discuss the marriage contract between Shang An and Qian Renxue, but he didn't expect Bibi Dong's reaction to be so strong. It seems that this fate can only depend on their own.

Inside the Papal Palace,

Bibi Dong looked at the empty hall as he left, with anger in his eyes and a demonic aura lingering around his body.

"Qian~Dao~Liu! I will make you pay the price sooner or later!"

Shang An, who was teasing the little fox, didn't know what was happening here.

Tiandou Imperial City, Prince's Mansion.

A young man is sitting in the inner hall, handling government affairs conscientiously.

At this moment, a figure appeared in the shadow and knelt down on one knee.

The young man put down the document in his hand and rubbed his swollen head.

"What's up?"

The shadow took out a letter and handed it over, then bowed again and quietly disappeared into the shadows.

"Grandpa's letter."

The young man was a little surprised. He took the letter, walked to a corner of the inner hall, and touched a mechanism. A passage immediately appeared underground. The young man stepped into the secret passage and came to a secret room.

Immediately afterwards, his face changed, from the originally handsome young man to a blond woman. The woman was only about fifteen or sixteen years old, with skin as good as snow, a straight nose, slightly slender eyes, and a somewhat aloof look.

His appearance, upon closer inspection, is somewhat similar to that of the current Pope Bibi Dong. It is Qian Renxue who disguised himself as the crown prince in the Tiandou Empire.

Looking at the beautiful woman in the mirror, Qian Renxue couldn't help but smile and stretch her body.

"Well, I feel more comfortable looking like myself."

After arriving in the secret room, Qian Renxue relaxed slightly. She had to pretend to be another person and fight with each other every day. It was a lie to say that she was not tired.

Being in a different place, pretending to be someone else all the time, not being able to reveal her identity, and being careful every day, only she knows the pain involved, but she still has to prove herself to that woman.

Open the letter and take out the letter written by Qian Daoliu.

The letters were full of caring words, and Qian Renxue couldn't help but feel warm in her heart. With her father's death and Bibi Dong's disgust, Qian Daoliu was the only relative who cared about her.

Reading the letter, her mental fatigue seemed to be relieved slightly.

But the words after the letter changed, and an unfamiliar name appeared. The letter repeatedly praised this person's potential and appearance, as well as his appreciation for him.

Finally, I added a sentence: I want to see Xue'er get married in my lifetime. It can be said that Qian Daoliu intends for her to marry this person.

Qian Renxue's face darkened.

"This old and crooked grandpa!"

"Shang'an, are you her disciple?"

"I want to see what you have that deserves her attention."

She had no reaction to the matchmaking meaning in Qian Daoliu's words. If he wanted to be her man, he must have the strength to be recognized by her.

As a saint of Wuhun Palace, she knew that she often had no choice. If Shang An was really worthy of her, then there would be no harm in marrying him.

He read the letter carefully again, put it away, put it in a box in the secret room, and looked at the picturesque woman in the glasses again.

When she walked out of the secret room, Qian Renxue turned back into the gentle and jade-like Crown Prince she was before, and continued to handle government affairs as if nothing had happened.

But her somewhat distracted eyes showed that her heart was still a little confused.

dark night,

In Bibi Dong's bedroom.

Shang An was completing his daily spiritual strategy when suddenly he felt something unusual.

Shang Anxin asked, "Why does it feel like her mind is becoming more extreme?"

You must know that Bibi Dong has gotten much better recently with his help, and she has not yet reached the extreme level she would be six years later. With her own help, she should be able to bring Bibi Dong back.

Looking at Bibi Dong with her beautiful eyebrows furrowed, she seemed to be having a nightmare.

Shang An leaned slightly closer, caressing her head with his small hand, and the power of his mind began to circulate, and Bibi Dong's expression slowly returned to calm.

Shang An began to investigate more deeply.

The power of the soul is like a big hand, brushing every inch of Bibi Dong's soul.

"This is."

(End of chapter)