Douluo: Thousand Miles of Practice

"Hong'er, Xiao Qian, you must be thirsty. Auntie has made tea for you!" Xue Ke's face looked much better than the day of her engagement, and she couldn't stop smiling.

She called Qian Qingyu to come forward, and before taking out the tea, she took out a beautifully embroidered handkerchief, "Hong'er, come, wipe your sweat~"

"Okay, auntie~"

Qian Shui, who was not sweating, fell into deep thought. Although the appearance of the loving aunt and the filial nephew was very touching, the difference between the relatives was too obvious, right?

However, Qian Shui didn't care about such things with her own son. She ate some snacks on the blanket spread by Xue Ke, drank a sip of the royal family's precious tea, and several people also walked out of the prince's mansion to buy food.

These days, Xue Ke was also enjoying it. She did many things by herself without a servant, such as holding Qingyu's hand while walking and shopping, which was simply liberating her nature.

Qianshui, who had nothing in his hands, rubbed his fingers and felt uncomfortable. If his wife was there, there must be someone holding his hand, right?

They were going to Tianhuang Street to find the best restaurant in Tiandou City.

There was no way. Ning Rongrong was too picky. She would not eat ordinary food.

A certain instigator said that he could not be blamed. When he was the prince, he did solve the three meals of the people around him, but he did not deliberately make their tastes picky.

As he walked, the street in front of him became more and more lively as he left the circle of the rich and powerful.

"Selling popsicles~ Selling popsicles~ Affordable price! Children and the elderly are welcome!"

"Ten gold soul coins per stick? Boss, you call this fair?"

Qianshui, who was originally wandering in the sky, was also attracted by this conversation. There is actually an ice cream assassin in Douluo Continent?

But the moment he looked over, he rolled his eyes.

Perception cannot be turned on all the time, just like you can't keep staring at the unflushed Aoli Gei in the toilet, mental pollution will be very serious.

This is Qianshui's shortcoming, but he thinks it is his advantage.

People have to take care of their fragile hearts. He doesn't want to be angry or disgusted at a young age.

In front of a high-ranking courtyard that seems to be named "Song", there is a prosperous street. This is the only way to Tianhuang Street.

Prosperous refers to the street vendors, which are almost countless and lined up at the end of the street.

Qianshui rolled his eyes because he saw an acquaintance.

On the street in front of him, a young lady who was dressed very simply, in a gray-green coarse cloth, but with a good figure, was arguing with a customer.

She was the one who shouted to sell popsicles.

She shouted that the price was affordable, but there was a wooden sign hanging on the big box on the stall, which read "Ten gold soul coins per stick".

Near her was a vendor selling soul beast meat. The boss was a macho man with a very tall figure. His knife skills that could break bones with one knife made him look not easy to mess with.

Opposite them was a wine seller. The boss was dressed very simply, but because he was handsome, he was surrounded by all kinds of women. The sales of wine were also very good, and the marginal effect could even drive the sales of popsicles and soul beast meat opposite.

After all, this was Tiandou City, and few people were short of money, so they just bought it.

There was also a doctor's stall on the side, but it was deserted, and almost no one came to see a doctor, but Qianshui knew that this was probably due to his own policies.

The Tiandou Empire established a preliminary medical security system a long time ago.

After all, food, clothing, housing, transportation, birth, aging, illness and death are everything in people's livelihood. It is mostly right to focus on these things.

But this also greatly accelerated the demise of street doctors.

After all, this is Douluo Continent. You can tell whether you have the ability by showing your martial soul and soul ring. It is also much easier to recruit healing soul masters.

So there are very few people seeing doctors on the street. Generally, they go to official clinics, which are quality guaranteed and are all genuine healing soul masters.

"Alas, this is a pitfall for myself!" The doctor boss wearing sunglasses seemed extremely jealous, and his eyes never left the stalls next door that were booming.

The girl in black who followed him was looking at the wound of a child who fell and was scratched while running.

The numb Qianshui wanted to turn around and run, but the problem was that if he wanted to, he could really run away, but it was too late. He was distracted for a while, and the eyes of the popsicle girl were fixed on him.

"Little brother, do you want a popsicle~" She waved to Qianshui from a distance in a voice that was obviously deliberately muffled.

Qianshui, who was about to sweat, naturally knew that these guys, and the guys who were secretly looking around with burning eyes, were his idiot teammates.

It was a simple truth. Others didn't know what Qianshui looked like when he was a child, but the popsicle girl spent a long time with him and recognized him almost at first sight.

Why not an illegitimate child? The aura of a child is too stable. Even if you pretend to be very similar to the fluctuation of soul power, you are not a professional actor who can really play the role of a child.

Besides, they knew that Qianshui was back long ago, when Qianqingyu released his martial spirit and nothing happened.

Under this premise, a person who looks exactly like Qianshui when he was a child, following Qianqingyu, a fool would know who you are.

Qianqingyu and Xueke, who were unaware, did not recognize any of them. Although these guys were not completely disguised, they could still fool them.

Qianqingyu just felt that it was a bit strange to be stunned by Qianshui. A good child must take care of his younger brother, "Xiaoqian, do you want to eat popsicles? I'll buy it for you!"

"Haha..." Qianshui smiled reluctantly. This wave of social death situation was completely leaked.

‘Aren’t they on the battlefield of the mopping-up war? ! ’ Not long ago, Qianshui looked at the battle situation and felt that he should be right.

Now he is not entangled at this time, a more terrifying thing appeared in front of Qianshui, which is more terrifying than popsicles.

Because not far away is the place where Qianqian raised the kitchen knife to give a speech. Although no one listened to a child's impassioned speech, there was a girl squatting on the side to support her.

But at the moment when Qianshui opened his perception, he saw Bibi Dong!

Knowing that her grandson had run away, Bibi Dong didn't do anything for a while. After all, she also knew that Qianshui was back, and the young couple didn't care about their son.

After the war was basically over, it was different. Tianmeng's role was infinitely reduced. It felt that it was meaningless to watch him. Wuhun Hall also had Qiandao Liu. Bibi Dong, who had nothing to do, spread her six-winged purple wings and rushed to Tiandou City.

Without wearing the Pope's crown and her tall crown, Bibi Dong just had her long hair loose and an ordinary lavender dress.

When Bibi Dong arrived at Tiandou, she was going to go directly to the Prince's Mansion to find her good grandson, but Qianqian was too eye-catching, and she certainly knew what her daughter was like when she was a child.

"Down with the Spirit Hall!" When Qianqian raised her head and shouted this, Bibi Dong appeared in front of her with a stunned expression.

The girl who had been squatting on the side and watching Qianqian also shouted, "Down with the Spirit Hall!"

Bibi Dong, who was looking at the girl again, became sharp, and flashed and pointed at the back of the girl's neck, knocking her out without any defense.

Qianqian naturally noticed this scene, and she would definitely stand up when the believers were beaten, "What did you do... Bibi Dong? Why are you here?"

"It's you!" Xiao Wu, who was standing next to her, recognized Bibi Dong at a glance and rushed up angrily.

Then, Xiao Wu was hit on the head by Bibi Dong's knife and fainted.

"How do you talk like that?" Bibi Dong was even more upset when her daughter called her like that. Qian Renxue had never called her by her full name before, so it was even more different when their relationship eased. They were very close.

But Qian Qian was different. Her memory of Bibi Dong was still the soft and easy-to-control Bibi Dong in Qian Shui's Heart Demon Tribulation.

You know, that Bibi Dong called her aunt, so of course she was arrogant, holding a kitchen knife and pointing at Bibi Dong, "What's wrong with calling you like that?"

In an instant, Bibi Dong's face was red with anger, and she rushed forward and grabbed Qian Qian.

Maybe it was because of the agreement with Qianshui that they were not allowed to fight, or maybe it was because of the blood suppression, Qianqian did not use her soul power to resist, but only struggled and shouted: "What are you doing?! Let me go!"

The angry Bibi Dong ignored her struggle and slapped her on the butt, "Why did you call me?! Overthrow the Spirit Hall, right!"

"Ah!"

Ignoring Qianqian's shouts, Bibi Dong then beat her up, which attracted the crowd to stop and watch.

The most fatal thing was that Bibi Dong also found her grandson not far away, her good apprentice and son-in-law.

She really wanted to ask, how could her good daughter become a naughty child, not even recognizing her own mother, and wanting to overthrow the Spirit Hall?

Qianshui, who was already panicking, quickly connected with Bibi Dong, "Teacher! Listen to my explanation!"

If you don't explain it, there will be no explanation!

"Princess, why are you here?" Just then, Song Xuan, dressed in a professional suit, came from the intersection. It was obvious that he came from the direction of the former prince's mansion. When he came to the front, she did not forget Qian Qingyu, "Grandson!"

"Hello, Sister Song~" The two greeted each other with full courtesy.

Xue Ke, who was holding Qian Qingyu's hand, turned around and smiled, "Xiao Song, are you out for dinner?"

Nothing else, they had no food to eat, and Song Xuan and Qian Mei who helped had no food to eat, but fortunately, they were all relatives of important officials, and their homes were very close, so eating was not a problem.

"This is my home!" Pointing to the high-door courtyard behind him, Song Xuan also became enthusiastic, "Your Highness and the Grandson haven't eaten yet? Why don't you go to my house to eat?"

Song Xuan's appearance was normal. She said it was her own home, so this should be the Song family of the Minister of Finance.

But it was also unusual. Even Qian Shui, who was in social death, noticed that the attention of his teammates was all focused on this secretary.

The next moment, just as Song Xuan turned around and pointed at his home, a violent explosion came out from the Song Mansion. The aftermath of the explosion alone shattered the entire courtyard wall, and Song Xuan, who was facing it, was almost blown away.

Fortunately, Qian Qingyu activated her skills and blocked it for Xue Ke and Song Xuan in an instant.

However, in an instant, the entire Song Mansion was in flames and thick smoke.

"Father! Mother!" After understanding what happened, Song Xuan burst into tears and rushed home.

Although Qian Qingyu was a child, he also knew that he could not bear it if he rushed in like this, let alone Song Xuan.

At almost the same time, an explosion of almost the same scale occurred on the other side of Tiandou City.

This kind of thing happened, obviously not the first time, and those who did not run away because of the explosion, the brave people have already started talking about it.

In the chaos, no one noticed that there were fewer people on the street, such as those who sold wine and saw doctors.

"Interesting..." Qian Shui, who stood still, showed his white teeth and looked deeply at the Song family mansion in the fire.

"Xiao Qian, are you okay?" Looking at Qian Shui who had a strange expression, Qian Qingyu asked as usual.

"It's okay, let's go quickly, it's dangerous here!" Qian Shui urged Qian Qingyu.

Obviously, this meal can't be eaten, let's go back to the original prince's mansion quickly.

Bombing Song Xuan's house, and in front of Xue Ke and Song Xuan, this is a clear provocation.

Qian Shui has not figured out what the other side wants to do, but he will know soon.

…

"Xiao San, what is going on? Where is the Sixth Elder?"

Several big men stood in the Tang Sect's hall, including Tang Xiao, the current leader of Haotian Sect.

"Uncle, we miscalculated. Now it seems that the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect has become our enemy!" Facing Tang Xiao's doubts, Tang San had a blank expression, as if he was only stating the facts.

At this time, a man wearing a hood walked down from the chair and came to Tang Xiao, "Brother, we must believe Xiao San's judgment!"

Confused, Tang Xiao patted the man's shoulder, "Brother Hao, how can I not believe Xiao San? But now the situation is controlled by the little girl of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect? Even my fiancée was taken away by her without saying a word? How can I explain this to the sect?"

This man is Tang Hao, Tang Hao, who was originally disabled and lost his limbs!

At this time, Tang San finally came down, bowed respectfully to Tang Xiao, and said firmly: "Uncle Xue Ke will come back! The wedding will be completed on time! Please, please believe me!"