Tang San of Douluo suspects that I am his father

The temporary farewell was for a better reunion. The couple, who had been affectionate for a while, finally separated due to Wang Er's cruel departure.

Bibi Dong continued to be her noble and cool pope, while Wang Er embarked on the road of being a thief and a thief. They both grew up and got better, and finally reunited perfectly.

That's what he said, but in fact Wang Er had not gone far. At this time, he was separated from Bibi Dong by a wall. Although the wall was a bit thick, the sound insulation effect was perfect.

"I'm talking about cheating. You're quite interesting. I even came to see you before I left."

In the secret room, Qian Jixun lay motionless on the ground, not responding at all no matter how Wang Er spoke.

Clang!

Wang Er threw over another bottle of wine with exactly the same packaging, maybe it was a bar.

The wine bottle rolled to Qian Jixun's side. The former pope had no fluctuations in his heart and even wanted to laugh a little.

I am a dignified Titled Douluo, the former Pope of Wuhun Palace, am I so easy to deceive?

Again and again, no matter what, with my Qianjixun vigilance, you won’t even think of succeeding the second time.

After being imprisoned for so many years, Qian Jixun also gained some experience in dealing with Wang Er's tricks.

Excellent people will do better than others no matter where they are, even if they are prisoners.

Wang Er found a clean ground and sat on the floor. He took out the same bottle of wine and opened it. The aroma of the wine overflowed.

"Hmm... good wine."

After taking a sip, Wang Er looked satisfied. He didn't like drinking, but it was okay to take a sip and enjoy the wine.

Qian Jixun, who was lying on the ground pretending to be a corpse, swallowed in a very secretive manner.

"What, you really don't want to drink?

Don't expect me to leave it for you when I leave later. If you don't drink it now, there won't be this shop after passing this village. I'll take the bottle on the ground with me later. "

Qian Jixun was still lying on the ground, pretending to be a corpse and pretending to be very dedicated and reasonable. After all, it was normal for a person who was so weak to be kicked so many times that he fell into a coma due to serious injuries.

"Forget it, don't drink. I wanted to ease the relationship with you. After all, Qian Renxue's child is growing up, and she will be a tall and graceful girl in a few years.

There is no need for us to be enemies. After all, I get the benefits. If you are sensible, I can still call you father-in-law. "

Qian Jixun, who was abolished and imprisoned, did not know Qian Renxue at first, and did not even know that he had such a daughter.

However, Wang Er later allowed him to see Qian Renxue's angel martial spirit with his own eyes, and also told him Qian Renxue's origin. After being proved by many parties, Qian Ji Xundao showed no sign.

But being able to survive in this dark secret room for so many years is probably a credit to that child.

When Qian Jixun, who had been pretending to be dead just now, heard Wang Er's shameless remarks, he relied on his outstanding gluteus maximus muscles to jump up from the ground like a carp. He jumped three feet high and hit his head on the roof of the house. He didn't even notice the big bag.

"Wang Er, can you be a human being?

You have watched that child grow up, and she has always regarded you as her father. How could you, how dare you! "

Qian Jixun was furious and finally got up from pretending to be dead.

Wang Er ignored him and just asked lightly.

"Can we have a good chat now?"

A cripple with his lute bones still chained up, even if he jumped up he couldn't reach Wang Er. Qian Jixun sat down on the ground slumped.

Looking at the bottle of wine that looked like horse urine, Qian Jixun suddenly felt like going crazy. He lost control of his emotions. He grabbed the bottle, opened it and poured it into his mouth.

"Don't you want to humiliate me?

Let me drink. Isn’t it okay if I drink? Let alone horse urine, it’s just feces. I’ll eat it and show it to you! "

The bottle of wine was not big, so Qian Jixun swallowed it in a few mouthfuls. He was so excited that he spoke incoherently to Wang Er, and tears were shed along with years of sadness.

Wang Er watched with cold eyes, watching Qian Jixun finish his drink before speaking.

"How is it? Is it wine or horse urine?"

Qian Jixun smacked his mouth, and there was a fragrance on his lips and teeth, which was obviously the best shochu.

While stunned, Qian Jixun remembered Wang Er's words just now.

Thinking that he understood why the bottle contained fine wine instead of horse urine, Qian Jixun became even more anxious.

"Wang Er, Uncle Wang, please, please let that child go, she is innocent!"

Qian Jixun suddenly fell to the ground and kowtowed loudly. The ground was shaken by smoke and dust, and his gray old face was dripping with blood.

Wang Er waved his hand to disperse the dust, and stepped on Qian Jixun's head with his foot to stop him from kowtowing.

"Why do you think you can atone for your sins by kowtowing twice?

That child is innocent, isn't Bibi Dong innocent?

I watched that child grow up, and he does regard me as his father, but why doesn’t Bibi Dong regard you as his beloved master? "

Wang Er stepped hard, causing Qian Jixun's face to twist, and his old face squeezed against the ground in a ferocious manner.

"Master, Master, once you are a teacher, you are always a father. When you had evil intentions towards Bibi Dong, you should have thought of the consequences today!"

Wang Er's words were heart-breaking, and those words evoked Qian Jixun's painful memories like a nightmare.

Yes, ever since he had evil intentions towards Bibi Dong, bad luck has been hanging over him.

Being mentally castrated by Wang Er's glare, he began to react strangely to the muscular man.

I watched with my own eyes, separated by a veil, my beloved disciple performed the courtesy of Zhou Gong.

In the end, he was even directly castrated physically and mentally, giving him all the roots of right and wrong. He was still locked in this dark secret room, lingering like a rat in the sewer.

After so many years of suffering, it would be a lie to say that I have no regrets.

If there were no what-ifs, then he would still be the Pope of Wuhun Palace, the top powerhouse in the mainland, Bibi Dong's beloved master, and with a son-in-law of Wang Er's strength, his position as Pope would definitely be more stable.

But when he had evil thoughts towards his disciple Bibi Dong, the relationship between master and disciple deteriorated, and he acted on it, he was destined to be in today's cruel situation.

"But I didn't succeed, it's all yours, I gave it to you!"

Qianjixun regretted it, but not completely.

He regrets because he is so miserable now, but he has not truly repented. He also feels that Wang Er is the one with vested interests and should not be like this to him.

Even though he was so miserable, even though he was trampled under his feet, he was still unwilling to sincerely repent.

As expected, he is the second ancestor of Wuhun Palace who has been at the top of the mainland since he was born and has had a smooth life in the first half of his life.

“You stabbed someone, but that person was saved by a doctor, so can it be treated as if you didn’t do anything?

I'm just giving everything back to you now. Maybe when I force Qian Renxue, a peerless hero will appear to save him? "

Wang Er was still unyielding, and every word he said was like a knife piercing into Qian Jixun's heart.

It's not because he feels guilty, it's just that he feels sad because his daughter has to pay for his mistakes.

"Please, I'll bear everything. I've been imprisoned for so many years. Isn't it enough?"

Qian Jixun's tone was even a little aggrieved.