Douluo mainland: I am Qian Renxue's fiancé

Chapter 83 The Far North! (Part 1)

After receiving the assurance from the senior officials of Wuhun Palace, the senior officials of other affiliated forces calmed down.

Putting the information in her hand on the armrest, shaking her head and sighing, Bibi Dong turned to look at Ju Douluo and gave instructions.

"Go and contact Na'er. A fierce battle is coming, and the Wuhun Palace alone cannot withstand it."

His pupils shrank in shock, Ju Douluo turned to look at Bibi Dong and said in disbelief.

"Your Majesty the Pope, is it possible...!"

Nodding her head, Bibi Dong stood up and looked at the major worship elders and senior affiliated forces sitting under the high platform.

"The two empires have gathered together. In three days, a million-strong army will arrive at Wuhun City. Notice! The whole city is preparing for war!"

The serious expression on her beautiful face and the slight frown are enough to prove that Wuhundian!

Now we have reached a critical moment of life and death!

thump!

Except for Qian Daoliu, all the worshiping elders and high-level affiliated forces knelt on one knee and bowed their heads to obey the orders.

"We...will obey the Pope's order!"

Looking at the tens of thousands of refugees under the city, Hu Liena, who was following Bibi Dong, couldn't help but recall the past days.

After a night of silence, tens of thousands of refugees were finally able to sleep peacefully under the comfort of Wuhun Palace.

Half an hour later, Bibi Dong gave an overview of what had happened in the past two years.

Chilling! A bleak atmosphere is filling the air!

All the worshiping elders are no longer melancholy, everyone’s eyes are full of bloodthirsty!

"Stop looking, Xue'er is in the core area of ​​the Star Forest, not in the Spirit Hall."

In the square, Bibi Dong has been managing Wuhun Palace according to Zijun's philosophy.

Seeing Zi Jun's blood-stained hands, Bibi Dong, who was standing on the high platform with joy, suddenly frowned in confusion.

On the other side, Tang San and others followed Oscar to the far north, looking for a suitable spirit ring.

Because of Zi Jun's existence, Wuhun Palace's financial resources are compared to those of the other two empires, and even the entire continent!

The familiar voice was like a calming medicine, and all the worshiping elders present were moved to tears.

"Of course! The vastness of this world is beyond our imagination. When I take you there in the future, you will naturally know it."

After hearing the official declaration of war between the two empires in the Wuhun Palace, Zijun left a few words and then disappeared into the hall.

The three of them cuddled each other under the starry sky, sitting under the big tree and confiding their thoughts to each other.

It took several hours to admit the refugees who were queuing up outside the city before they finally entered the city.

Following Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun was panting from exhaustion and could not stand up straight.

The brief tranquility at this moment also passed quietly as the decisive battle approached...

Opening his arms and hugging Qian Renxue and Gu Yuena's shoulders, Zi Jun said with a gentle smile.

"Young Master~! I feel so miserable!" Golden Crocodile Douluo said shamelessly while rubbing Zi Jun's clothes.

"How about I take you two on a trip when the war is over?"

There is heavy snow all year round, and the white snow is so thick that it can cover your calves. If you don't use your soul power, it will be difficult to move here.

After answering Qian Renxue's words, she leaned back against the tree trunk, and the breeze gently blew the three people's hair that was scattered behind their shoulders.

"Young... Young Master!" Golden Crocodile Douluo looked up into the air, and a handsome young man dressed in white stepped out of the space passage!

For a moment, everyone present focused their eyes on the young man in white.

The gate of Wuhun City.

Some of the refugees among them even hid in Tibet along the way, and finally came to Wuhun City alive.

"You brat, I'm finally willing to come back."

Spreading his hands and looking at the scarlet palms, Zijun remembered the two imperial soldiers he had killed earlier.

Become a noble saint in Wuhun Palace!

Also because of the war, the two lost their parents and became street children, wandering in dark and muddy alleys to survive.

Determination to fight to the death! Unswervingly carry out the fight to the end!

This battle! Avenging shame!

Buzz~!

"Go, go, go, go, go, go! What I like is women, and a group of old men and women are not disgusted by their chirping!"

Leaning on Zijun's right shoulder, Qian Renxue blinked her purple-gray eyes and asked as she looked at the stars in the sky.

In the past and even now! The determination to unify the continent has never been so firm as it is now.

On the streets of the city, refugees with different clothes and nervous expressions all gathered in the center of the spacious square.

Looking at the soldiers wearing silver-white armor and the refugees gathered in the center of the square, for the first time, I clearly felt the feeling of being cared for.

A strange and mysterious space passage appeared out of thin air!

If the Star Forest is the most suitable area for soul beasts to live in, then the far north is the purgatory for soul beasts!

Here you not only have to resist the cold weather, but you also have to always pay attention to your feet and surroundings.

Bang bang bang bang!

The moment they saw Zijun, all the worshiping elders rushed forward, surrounded him and cried.

After instructing the soldiers in the city to distribute food and warm items to the refugees, Bibi Dong left the square.

"Xiaojun, are you injured?"

With his feet on the ground, he stepped on the tiles and said hello with his hands behind his back.

"Young Master~! You are back! I can't beat that old guy Tang Hao!"

Snap!

A large number of refugees are pouring into the city in an endless stream.

Qian Daoliu said with joy after meeting Zi Jun's gaze.

"Xiao...Xiao Ao, how far do we have to go? How did you survive in this ghost place?"

Raising his hand to wipe the moist corners of his eyes, Qian Daoliu laughed and cursed.

The corners of his eyes twitched, Zijun raised his hands and glanced at the worshiping elders surrounding him with a look of disgust.

"I met two imperial soldiers on the way here, and the blood stains were also on their bodies."

"Yo! You guys are still alive. I'm back. Hehe!"

It wasn't until the two met Bibi Dong that the painful time ended.

Qianjun Douluo and Demon-Conquering Douluo spoke in unison about the bitterness buried deep in their hearts.

In the sky above the core area of ​​the Star Forest, Zijun found the two Gu Yuena girls with ease.

Pushing away the worshiping elders surrounding him, Zijun looked around as if he was looking for something.

"Is there any more interesting place in this world than the God Realm?"

That is definitely a power that even the richest country cannot describe!

The tens of thousands of gold soul coins spent on refugees are just a drop in the bucket for the Wuhun Palace's treasury.

"If you want to fight, let's fight. You don't need to worry. I'll go find Xue'er and the others first, and I'll be back tomorrow."

Standing on the steps of the Soul Fighting Arena, looking down at these ordinary people who have lost their relatives, friends, and homes.

He took out a white handkerchief from the system space and wiped his hands while explaining.

He stooped and walked hard, barely keeping up with the pace of the team.

"I said, Fatty, please stop complaining. This far north land is different from the Star Dou Forest. The spirit beasts here are not only cunning, but also powerful!"

As he spoke, Oscar couldn't help but recall the rumors in the Far North over the years.

"It is said that in the core area of ​​the Far North, there is a soul beast that is more than 100,000 years old! Its strength is enough to rival several titled Douluo!"

(End of chapter)