I’ve already cleared Naruto, you let me travel through Douluo

Bibi Dong has had many auras since she was a child.

A peerless genius with innate soul power, the Pope's only disciple, the most beautiful woman in the continent, and later the youngest Pope in history, and so on.

Qian Renxue has also heard many people's comments about her, and they all have envy, jealousy and admiration.

But I never heard the word victim.

She had a strong premonition.

The truth I am pursuing is closely related to this word.

After a long time, His Majesty the Pope stopped crying. His beautiful eyes were red and swollen, and he looked away from Su Chen. He turned away with some embarrassment, "I'm sorry, Xiaochen, I"

The corner of Su Chen's mouth twitched, feeling the upper body that was almost soaked.

Is this woman made of water?

"It's okay, it's okay."

He waved his hand, and the milky white chakra floated up, guiding the moisture on Su Chen's body to gradually condense into a water ball and throw it aside.

"Feeling better now?"

The boy asked with concern.

"Much better, thank you, Xiaochen."

Bibi Dong nodded.

She looked at the boy, her beautiful burgundy eyes shining with a luster she had never seen before, as if she wanted to carve him firmly into her heart.

At this moment, Bibi Dong suddenly felt reborn.

"So, I think, in fact, sometimes, it may be just a simple communication issue."

Su Chen clapped his hands and looked at the silent Qian Renxue, "Tell me about your problem."

Turning his eyes to the blonde girl, Bibi Dong's expression instantly turned cold.

Even though she was relieved a lot, the process would not be too fast, and the relationship between Qian Renxue and her was not about parentage.

She wanted to throw Qian Renxue out directly, but since this was what Su Chen wanted to do, Bibi Dong didn't want to let the boy down.

"You'd better have something important to do, otherwise, get out of here and go back to the Tiandou Empire's mission, and don't let me see you in ten years."

His Majesty the Pope said coldly.

And the latter didn't care about Bibi Dong's tone, or she was used to it.

The girl bit her lips tightly, took a deep breath, looked into those wine-red eyes and asked.

"Did you kill my father?"

Under her vaguely expectant gaze, Bibi Dong showed a beautiful and cruel smile, and then nodded vigorously.

"Yes, I killed him. Not only did I kill him, I also pulled out his soul bones one by one, devoured his flesh and blood, and ate away at his soul!!"

"Let him completely and completely disappear from this world!!"

A sickly blush appeared on the pretty face under the Pope's crown, and he looked at the pale and shaky blonde girl, "What? Do you want to avenge him?"

"you!!!"

Qian Renxue clenched her fists angrily, looked at the laughing Bibi Dong, and gritted her silver teeth, "Grandpa is right, you are indeed cold and heartless. Ugh!!"

The slender and delicate jade hands reached out like lightning, and in an instant they grabbed the girl's neck and picked her up.

The pope's eyes were cold and filled with murderous intent.

"I'm warning you, if you let me hear that old guy's name from your mouth again, you will never come back to the Spirit Hall again in your life!"

Bang!

After saying that, he threw it to the ground.

"Ahem."

Qian Renxue's pretty face turned red, she coughed and got up from the ground in embarrassment, still glaring at Bibi Dong with hatred.

There is no doubt that Qian Xunji is the person she respects the most despite the lack of maternal love since she was a child.

The girl originally had some illusions, but now that she saw Bibi Dong admitting it herself, she gave up completely.

"What about me?"

she asked.

Tears rose from the girl's eyes and slid down her face. She growled in a low voice,

"Then am I your daughter?!!"

Hearing the girl's hysterical roar, Bibi Dong's eyes trembled for a moment, and a trace of complexity flashed across her pretty face.

After a while, she took a deep breath and nodded slowly.

"As much as I hate to admit it, half of my blood does flow from your mistake."

Bibi Dong couldn't say some words that were too cruel.

The paranoia and stubbornness in the girl are indeed exactly the same as hers.

"Then why you never"

Qian Renxue was stunned for a moment, as if she didn't expect Bibi Dong to admit this problem, so she wiped her tears and asked.

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Bibi Dong waving his hand.

"Why?"

Bibi Dong's eyes were cold again. She stood up and looked at the girl condescendingly, with a smile that was either mocking or self-deprecating at the corner of her mouth.

"You ask why?"

"Of course it's because your dead father raped me that I gave birth to you."

Qian Renxue suddenly raised her head, her pupils shrinking sharply.

"Why? Do you know how many things your father has done to have a legitimate reason for me to be used as a pawn to maintain your angel bloodline?"

"Master and disciple, saint, haha."

"Your father treats me as a breeding machine, your grandfather treats me as a puppet and a chess piece, and you regard their words as truth."

"Tell me"

She leaned down, closed the distance with Qian Renxue, and spoke word by word.

"Why?"

Like a bolt from the blue, Bibi Dong's words were so shocking that the girl subconsciously took two steps back, her mind going blank.

I am, actually, the product of rape?

Her father whom she respected the most, the previous Pope of Wuhun Palace, was actually such a criminal who plotted against his disciples? ?

The girl's lips moved. She wanted to say something, but also wanted to directly question and refute.

But there are various indications that this matter is highly likely to be true.

Her father's embarrassment, her grandfather's reaction, and her hatred of herself for so many years.

In this way, everything can be explained.

Why is my own existence not a bloody scar?

"I'm sorry."

She opened her mouth with difficulty and struggled to bend down and bow. There was no emotion in her muffled voice.

"sorry"

The girl repeated it over and over again.

Bibi Dong's fingers trembled slightly, but after struggling for a moment, she let go.

I don't know how many times I said sorry, the blonde girl staggered up and wanted to leave, but was grabbed by a hand.

"Wait, you haven't said it yet."

Qian Renxue turned to look at the silver-haired boy, who also looked at her with bright black eyes.

"Communication is two-way. Why don't you tell me why you have actively stayed away from her since you were a child?"

Su Chen asked softly.

Bibi Dong snorted when he heard this and leaned on his seat with a nonchalant look.

In fact, my ears perked up quietly.

"I"

Qian Renxue lowered her head and murmured, "I'm very scared. She has always looked at me like an enemy since she was a child. Even if I peeked at her secretly, gave her something, or wanted to talk, she would be the one to stop me. Use unpleasant words to say it.”

The girl didn't say anything, but everyone could imagine the rest.

He took the initiative to get close to her countless times, but what he got in return was unimaginable hatred. Let alone a child, even an adult could not bear it.

"you"

Bibi Dong opened her mouth, but nothing came out.

Because Qian Renxue was not wrong.

"So, for many things, communication is the key."

Su Chen came over and stood between the two of them, holding one hand on each side.

"Since you are not at fault, she is not at fault, and the person who is really at fault is dead, why can't we get along well with each other?"

As he spoke, the young man put his two hands together.