Douluo: I was heard by Bibi Dong

In the secret realm of Rakshasa with dark purple mist, Bibi Dong opened her blood-red eyes, with a human face and a spider body, and a ferocious head and horns.

The ninety-ninth-level peerless appearance, twin martial souls, and the start of the Rakshasa test.

She has been preparing for this day for twenty years, and finally it is done!!

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Qian Renxue turned the jade plaque in her hand and watched it quietly. This was a gift that her sister Xue Ke once gave her, a person who was not a relative but was regarded as a relative by her.

boom!!

A purple-black light rose into the sky from Wuhun City, reaching straight into the sky.

'Is it done? Is this the power of God?'

Qian Renxue always liked to compare with Bibi Dong. No, it's not a comparison, it's because she didn't want to lose to Bibi Dong. Bibi Dong looked down on her, and she didn't want to admit that she was Bibi Dong's daughter.

But is everything really what she thinks?

She didn't want to lose, let alone lose to Bibi Dong, but she was completely defeated the moment Bibi Dong became a god.

While her thoughts were in turmoil, a graceful figure fell in front of her.

"Let's go."

As the voice rang out, in front of Qian Renxue was Bibi Dong who had returned to her human form.

As noble, cool and perfect as ever.

Qian Renxue didn't ask any questions, and didn't mention Gunter's matter. She walked to Bibi Dong's side and her snow-white wrist fell on her shoulders.

Bibi Dong raised his head, and the purple-black light pillar shone in all directions again, flooding the entire Wuhun City.

The new generation of empress Hu Liena, holding the scepter in her hand, quietly looked at the miracle that was attracting the attention of the whole continent at this moment.

'Teacher, please pay attention to me.'

'With the 100,000-year-old soul bone you gave me, Nana will work hard.'

"Go down and get ready to move the capital!" Hu Liena sighed in her heart, turned around, calmed down, and said to the people next to her.

"Yes! Your Majesty the Empress!"

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one year later

"Alas!" In the Evil God Realm, the original Rakshasa God ran away in a hurry when Bibi Dong ascended.

Didn't tell her anything.

After all, it was because he had offended God Shura and asked someone to take the blame.

When Bibi Dong entered the God Realm, she had nothing to do. The Rakshasa God was very powerful. But no one from the Evil God Realm came to visit her new god.

Slowly, Bibi Dong got tired of this boring life in the God Realm, with nothing to do but practice.

Tired of their daughter Qian Renxue's stinky face, there was always a gap in their hearts between mother and daughter.

‘Is this the life of a god? No wonder the God of Shura, God of the Sea, and God of Rakshasa all want to leave. Except for breaking through the lifespan limit and becoming stronger, there is nothing worthy of praise.’

Bibi Dong is a woman with a strong ambition. In the past, apart from practicing in Wuhun Hall, she also did government affairs.

Nowadays, when I have a pure mind and few desires, as a body with evil thoughts, I am getting more and more irritable.

Those things that she didn't pay attention to in the past, she now misses very much when she thinks about it, such as: Gunter.

She has set goals one after another: to torture Liu Erlong, make Yu Xiaogang's life worse than death, unify Douluo Continent, cut off the foundation of angels, make Qianjia's Wuhun Temple disappear, and become a god.

All her goals were accomplished, all her wishes were fulfilled, and there was the person beside her who helped her fulfill her wishes.

'What have I done?! Bibi Dong, you are so obsessed with becoming a god that you actually abandoned Gaunt!'

Bibi Dong covered her face and sobbed. She had always known that without him, her own ending would probably have been to use herself for herself, betrayed by everyone, no one to pity her, and died in the hands of a destined enemy.

She raised her head stiffly and looked at Qian Renxue in the distance.

'Why, why didn't you kill her, why did you give up Gunter.'

'No, this is not me. Cheer up, Bibi Dong, you will definitely find a way to bring him back.'

'Before that, let the boy enjoy his confidante for a while...'

Smiling somewhat self-deprecatingly, at this moment, Bibi Dong actually started to envy those women.

After more than twenty years of fighting to become a god at level 100, in the end, there was no one around her who loved her.

"Sister Dong'er."

'Am I actually hearing hallucinations?' Although this thought came to mind, the first time she heard the sound, Bibi Dong looked around, looking for the figure who might catch up with the God Realm.

‘Sister Dong’er’

'This is!! The voice of the heart! The voice of Gaunt!' Bibi Dong was really shocked. Purple light flashed in her right hand, and the Rakshasa Magic Scythe appeared in her hand.

With a wave of his hand, all the clouds and fog in the sky disappeared.

Under the spiritual thought of Rakshasa, a smiling young man in his early twenties was seen, followed by a female figure wearing blood armor.

"Gunt!"

Bibi Dong flew up and landed in front of the two of them. She was surprised at first, and then angry:

"Why can't I find you?"

I finally figured out how to check the scene on the road, but I still couldn't find Gunter.

The Rakshasa God passed the blame. Although the Shura God didn't give her a hard time as a new Rakshasa for some reason, she really didn't know how to get down to the lower world.

"Sister Dong'er, you left me without saying goodbye, and you don't miss me much. Why should I show up and disturb Sister Dong'er again?"

After all, Bibi Dong's experience is no longer that of a child, and her excitement and anger quickly calmed down:

"Then what do you mean now? If I guess correctly, this person next to you is the Shura God. Are you coming here this time to draw a clear line with me?"

Qian Renxue, who was attracted by the dissipation of clouds and mist, opened her seraph wings and landed not far away, watching the excitement with an expressionless face.

"Sister Dong'er, you are still so arrogant. Her voice is chaotic, but your face can be so cold."

Gunter exposed Bibi Dong's little thoughts with great interest, and looked at the other party clenching the Rakshasa Magic Scythe tightly, not knowing whether he was angry or panicked.

"Sister Dong'er left me to become a god, which did not go beyond my expectations. I just feel that if Sister Dong'er really gave up on me, I would really be making an unnecessary move."

Bibi Dong glared at Gunter fiercely. As arrogant as she was, she could make amends, but she couldn't admit her mistake.

"I heard what Sister Dong'er was saying. How can you compensate me?"

It was naughty, but not interesting. Gunter stopped teasing and placed his hands on Bibi Dong's shoulders.

Bibi Dong trembled, but did not refuse to be pulled into Gunter's arms.

"Sister Dong'er, please compensate me for yourself and marry me, okay?"

This was not the first time the two hugged, but these words from Gunter made Bibi Dong's mind go blank.

Her thoughts have always been that of a twenty-year-old girl who was ruined by love but loyal to love.

It's just that no one loves her, no one treats her well, and no one helps her carry it.

She went through all this by relying on her own efforts and talents, facing enemies from both sides and no one to accompany her.

She thought she wouldn't be as shy as she once was, and she already understood a lot about people.

"…good…"

Qian Renxue's eyes were about to burst into flames. She was a hundred times more upset than Bibi Dong at this moment, but she didn't know why she was so angry. One was the mother she gave up, and the other was the former identity she gave up.

People you like.

Qian Renxue gritted her teeth and smiled, "I can let you lose once more."

The boa constrictor, wearing blood armor on her hips, looked at it quietly. She would not interfere in the 'master's' decision.

In the year 2005 of the Douluo Calendar, Gunter was 6 years old and Bibi Dong was 5 years old, and they got married.

(The plot of Douluo ends with flowers scattered, and the author runs away with a bucket!) (To be continued)