Douluo: Rely on the dress-up system to hold the god-woman set

Chapter 227
"Empty,"

The tip of the pure black angel sword in the demon's hand stopped half a centimeter away from her chest.

The violent airflow driven by the close body converged into a substantial mass of wind, but the time at this moment seemed to be infinitely stretched, and even the air seemed to have stopped flowing.

Like thick ink spilled on white paper, the deep and thick darkness was like a glutton with an open mouth, swallowing up all the bright colors in her pupils, dragging her into the bottomless abyss.

The stagnant silence occupies all thoughts.

For a few long seconds, Qian Renxue couldn't even feel her own body.

The next second, the world was spinning, and the faded colors that occupied the entire field of vision returned.

Then, Qian Renxue heard a baby's loud cry.

"She's born, she's a little lady!"

Cries of joy reached my ears.

Qian Renxue calmed down and was stunned for a moment when she saw the crying baby being wiped by the maid with a cotton cloth moistened with warm water.

这 是
Before Qian Renxue could figure out why she felt a hint of familiarity from a newborn baby, she saw another long-lost and familiar figure appear in her field of vision.

A man with handsome features and half-length blond hair strode forward wearing a white gold robe with the size of a pope.

His angular handsome face deepened the outline that faded over time in her memory.

"Father."

Qian Renxue blurted out this title that symbolized the close blood relationship.

The blond man walked towards Qian Renxue without looking back.

Qian Renxue stood up straight subconsciously.

Qianxun Ji, who had pale eyebrows, walked straight through Qian Renxue without stopping.

Qian Renxue was taken aback.

The moving breeze blew Qianxunji's hair scattered behind her.

The golden hair seemed to be glowing under the light, floating through her shoulders.

It was not until this moment that Qian Renxue realized that she was different from others.

She stood in the corner of the room with an illusory and transparent figure, like a ghost, incompatible with other people with solid bodies and vivid expressions.

Qian Renxue's heart that was shaken by the appearance of Qian Xunji calmed down, a coldness appeared in her brows, and she looked critically at Qian Xunji who had picked up the swaddled baby.

What tricks are the inner demons playing?
She clearly remembered that she was taking the fourth test of Angel God, and met her inner demon in the fourth test.

The inner demon's movements and moves are exactly the same as hers, and she is extremely aware of her own weaknesses. Her thinking mode is the same as hers, but more cruel and extreme. Like her appearance with white hair and black clothes, she is a heretic who has inherited all evil thoughts and emotions.

Grandpa did not explain the content of her fourth test clearly, and only gave a few hints for the assessment, which she needed to understand on her own.

But regarding the appearance of inner demons, Qian Renxue can be sure that one of the conditions for passing the fourth test is to kill one's own inner demons, which is also a different way of defeating and surpassing oneself.

What's a bit tricky is that she finally broke through her original thinking and fighting mode and gave the inner demon a heavy blow. However, when the angel sword in her hand pierced the inner demon's abdomen, the same wound appeared on her abdomen.

On the other hand, although the inner demon became weaker, she continued to attack her without any pain. While trying to continue to use words to seduce her and assimilate with her, she also tried hard to kill her. This made Qian Ren Xue fell into the biggest difficulty since the start of the test for the successor to the Angel God.

Now, these people appearing in front of her, these important or unimportant people who appeared in the vague memories of her childhood, are probably new tricks unleashed by the inner demon.

The purpose is to destroy her spiritual beliefs.The corner of Qian Renxue's mouth curled up with an indifferent arc.

If you think you can control her by digging out her memories, then your inner demon underestimates her!
Thinking of this, Qian Renxue stood on the spot with her hands folded, watching the familiar scenes in her memory play out in front of her eyes without causing any disturbance in her eyes.

Until she saw that when she was four years old, her mother Bibi Dong, who was supposed to be pregnant again, showed no signs of movement. Even her father Qian Xunji had been in seclusion and had not even stepped out of the darkroom. Qian Renxue frowned and felt a little uncomfortable in her heart. A sense of harmony.

This sense of dissonance reached its peak when her younger sister Qian Yuelong, who was supposed to be born that year, did not appear after her fifth birthday in the fantasy world.

Have you started taking action?
Qian Renxue's breath turned cold, and she clenched her fingers tightly, then loosened them again. She suppressed the killing intent rising in her heart, forced herself to stay calm, and continued reading.

Without Qian Yuelong's appearance, "Little Qian Renxue" in the fantasy world grew up beside his grandfather Qian Daoliu, accepted Qian Daoliu's teachings, and grew up slowly.

Qian Xunji still wanted to hunt the 10-year-old soul beast, so he led several cardinals and four titled Douluo to block Tang Hao. Then he was seriously injured and returned to the Spirit Hall in embarrassment to start recuperating.

The perspective of the scene in front of him stopped at Qian Xunji, who was covered in blood and looked pale.

Qian Renxue frowned and looked at her father Qian Xunji, who was still injured.

With her eyesight, even if she didn't feel the pulse herself, she could tell from these days that although her father's injury was serious, it was obviously getting better under the care of Uncle Thornblood, so how could it turn out to be what happened later? What about death without treatment?
"Crack-"

The heavy stone door of the dark room moved slowly, and another figure that made Qian Renxue feel strange yet familiar stood there against the light.

Wearing a snow-green dress and half-tied lotus-colored hair, Bibi Dong slowly raised her head, revealing a face that was still beautiful even without makeup.

Ever since Bibi Dong became the pope, she had never seen him in regular clothes and without makeup.

Qian Renxue's right eyelid twitched fiercely, and she had an ominous premonition when she saw Bibi Dong appearing here.

"Good student, why are you here?"

Qian Xunji was also confused as to why Bibi Dong took the initiative to come to him.

You must know that ever since he detained someone forcefully, Bibi Dong has been avoiding him very much and doesn't want to see him at all.

"I'm here to collect a debt from you."

Bibi Dong's somewhat distorted voice sounded.

It wasn't a sharp tone, but a distorted voice that suppressed excitement and other distorted emotions, trembling slightly with impatience.

"call--"

The candlelight in the dark room flickered for a moment.

Qian Renxue's eyes suddenly widened, with an ominous premonition. The external soul bone behind Bibi Dong stabbed into Qian Xunji's shoulders, arms, and legs, almost nailing Qian Xunji to that special piece of paper. Seats made of ore came to pass.

——What is she doing? !

Qian Renxue's mind went blank for a moment.

The next second, black-red blood bloomed into flowers of death in the field of vision, and Bibi Dong's joyful laughter sounded in the dark room, like a bell, hitting her heart hard.

Qian Renxue looked at her biological mother who killed her biological father in disbelief, her pupils trembling slightly.

——Additional digression——

Thrilling speed of life and death.I actually caught up!

PS: If there is no update on that day but the latest chapter does not have a fake note, it means that Mo Li is still struggling on the keyboard. There will be an update but it will be late.

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