Douluo's Wanxiang Douluo

As if he had expected it, Chen Qianzhu took the token and turned it in his hand, "You must have died in my hands once, my good uncle."

Apocalypse Judgment's pupils shrank, and an indescribable fear spread in his heart.

Unexpectedly, he consciously planned to conquer the world, but who knows that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world?

Unexpectedly, there was still a chess game on top of his chess game.

And when he was manipulating the chess pieces, who would have thought that he would also become a chess piece on someone else's chessboard.

I can't bring up the mentality of resistance, and my every move seems to have been counted out.

What else is there to say, since you can't resist, then surrender.

Bowing his head respectfully, the Apocalypse Judgment replied unabashedly: "Yes."

Chen Qianzhu grinned, "With your intelligence, you should be able to figure it out, I used your soul skills to go back to the past."

"And when I went back to the past, I had already figured out how to deal with your ninth soul ability."

"There is no need to doubt, with your current posture, it is obvious that you have died in my hands once."

"There is no doubt that everything you heard after your death was all I told you on purpose. Why, my good uncle, what do you think?"

Apocalypse Judgment's hands trembled, "I don't dare. The Holy Son is wise and has made perfect plans. How dare my subordinates make mistakes?"

Patting Tianqi Judgment on the shoulder, Chen Qianzhu smiled instantly, "Okay, you are also a smart person. You did a good job in assisting my father before, but you value power too much."

"From today on, you follow me. I know the development in the next ten years and I have everything under control."

The Apocalypse Judgment bowed and bowed, "The Holy Son will surely lead his subordinates to unify the continent."

Chen Qianzhu waved his hand, "No, father left a last word, whoever among you three can take down Douluo Dalu can take the position of deputy leader."

"It is still valid now. You should be glad that I am here. This position belongs to you."

With a big stick in one hand and dates in the other, Tianqi Judgment naturally understands this truth.

Unexpectedly, his most commonly used routines are now reflected on himself.

Ironic.

People who are always calculating others will be calculated by others.

Chen Qianzhu looked out the window, "By the way, there is one thing, I didn't lie to you."

"Father, he will wake up in ten years."

"Ten years later, my father successfully fused his Supreme Martial Soul, ascending to God in one step, immortal, but unfortunately, it was too late."

"The Holy Spirit Sect is destroyed, and my father decided to sacrifice the blood of all the living beings in Douluo Continent to the Sect."

"In order to rewrite history, I went back to the past, Apocalypse, I only have one thing to say to you."

"If you still want to live, then from today onwards, you must listen to me in everything, and you must not act on your own."

Apocalypse clasped his fists in judgment, "Apocalypse listens to His Majesty the Holy Son's decision."

Chen Qianzhu grinned, "Okay, starting today, Holy Spirit Cult has completely entered a new era. In the future, you can let go and retrieve other lost Holy Spirits."

"In the decisive battle, the Holy Spirit is indispensable."

"And you probably don't know the biggest enemy in front of us yet."

Apocalypse shook his head and said, "Please ask the Holy Son to clear up your doubts."

Chen Qianzhu smiled and nodded, "Do you know why my father suddenly lost his soul in Shenjian Villa?"

"I can tell you that I am not the only one who came back from the future."

"Tang San has also returned. He returned to the past in a more distant future, in order to kill his father and destroy the Holy Spirit Sect, so as to rewrite history."

"It was Tang San who harmed my father this time."

"Now Tang San was seriously injured by his father, and he is in a weak stage. If he can use his divine blood to quench his body, then his father can wake up earlier."

"So, you understand"

Tianqi Judgment nodded, "I will send people across the continent to search for traces of Tang San."

Chen Qianzhu shook his head, "No need, you can't find him, he is now in a distant overseas place, Sea God Island."

"And I have a plan to capture Tang San without spending a single soldier."

The Apocalypse verdict was secretly shocked, "Lord Holy Son, please speak."

Chen Qianzhu shook his head, "It's not the time yet, I'll take you to a place first, and call the other two first."

Tianqi Judgment nodded thoughtfully. It seems that the Holy Son still cannot fully trust himself.

He concealed his plan from himself everywhere, presumably because he hadn't completely assured himself.

In this case, he can only set an example and take the initiative to talk about those two.

Chen Qianzhu reversed the Holy Master's order in his hand, "In three days, I want to see two rulings here."

Apocalypse's verdict was handed over: "We will live up to the great hope of the Holy Son."

Looking at Tianqi Judgment and pushing the door out, Chen Qianzhu suddenly snapped his fingers behind him.

A burst of black mist emerged, and the ghost mother's smiling beauty suddenly appeared in the house.

She has a graceful figure and is wearing a black spider-patterned robe. "Oh, it seems I don't need to take action."

Chen Qianzhu shook his head, "No, grandma, you have already made a move, but it's not within this time and space."

The ghost mother still doesn't quite understand, "What's going on? Why is little Yangzi so scared after seeing you?"

Chen Qianzhu smiled, "Because he died once in our hands, and when he died, I said something that made him afraid of me."

"And what we see now is the apocalypse coming back from tomorrow."

Come back tomorrow

The more the ghost mother listened, the more confused she became. "Forget it, I don't understand even if you explain it to me. Xiao Qianzhu, if you have any difficulties, remember to call me sister."

Chen Qianzhu pulled away the corner of his mouth, "No, Nai, you are hundreds of thousands of years old, can you stop pretending to be young?"

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Punching Chen Qianzhu on the head, the ghost mother smiled and replied: "My little Qianzhu, think carefully when you speak, be careful that trouble comes from your mouth."

Chen Qianzhu rubbed his forehead, "I miss it so much, this feeling, after I grow up, grandma, you never hit me again."

The ghost mother blinked, "Why?"

At this point, Chen Qianzhu's eyes suddenly went blank, "Because, you are all dead."

The ghost mother's pupils shrank, "How is that possible? Who killed me? I'm going to kill him now."

How dare Chen Qianzhu say that ten years later, their greatest enemy will not be Tang San, nor Douluo Dalu.

But his father

Chen Qianzhu didn't dare to say anything, it was a gift he had prepared for his father.

In fact, it is far from the literal meaning. Chen Qianzhu wanted to kill his father.

For his family, but also for his future lover.

Seeing Chen Qianzhu's troubled expression, the ghost mother didn't bother to ask, "Forget it, just kill it, I've lived for hundreds of thousands of years, and I'm tired of living."

Chen Qianzhu smiled wryly, his father ten years later has already gone crazy, and he has long since disowned his six relatives.

Not crazy, not live.