[Douluo Dalu] Hu Liena

Tang San, without stopping, still galloped forward. He didn't know whether he should believe the words of the elder of the secret realm. This elder once had thoughts of killing him, but she also saved Hu Liena.

Suddenly there was a sharp pain in his meridians, and Tang San fell from the void.

Another voice sounded in his mind, "Stop, you can't die now!"

He did not expect that the golden light injected by the elder in the dream that day could allow her to control his body. This was undoubtedly a terrible threat to him. At this moment, he also vaguely felt that the elders of the secret realm may have been a conspiracy to save his mother, save Hu Liena, and let him find the healing light. Don't you know why she does so much? The only thing that is certain is that before she achieves her goal, she will not let him die, let alone Hu Liena.

After only a moment of hesitation, a gust of wind passed by him, and then the figure of the white crane stood in front of him, its huge wings waving in the air. Several others arrived with Oscar's help.

"Sect Master, you have always been calm. What happened to make you so chaotic?"

Nana was originally from the Spirit Hall and has a special status. If I tell the truth, I'm afraid I won't be able to explain it clearly to the elders for a while, but it will cause unnecessary misunderstandings.

Thinking of this, Tang San said: "The people who just left here are the Pope of Wuhun Palace, Qian Jifeng, and the two elders beside him, Contradiction Douluo!"

"What? The person who was here just now was the Pope of Wuhun Palace?" Yang Wudi couldn't help but wanted to catch up and kill him quickly.

Tai Tan quickly said: "Brother Yang, wait a minute. Let's not say whether we can catch up with them. Even if we catch up, Qian Jifeng has two titled Douluo beside him, and there may be more. Even if we all go together, it may not be possible. They are their opponents, and the Wuhun Palace will have its revenge sooner or later, but we need to think long and hard before taking revenge."

Tang San looked at the direction Qian Jifeng was leaving and said solemnly: "Yes, we should plan carefully."

in a few days

Outside Wuhun City, two carriages hurried towards the city gate one after the other. After entering the city, they went straight to Wuhun Palace. Entering the Wuhun Hall, the two carriages drove in different directions. A carriage stopped in front of a palace. The driver was an old man with frost-stained temples, and he was also a coachman who had followed Qian Jifeng for many years.

The old man got out of the car neatly, lifted the curtain in front of the car, and said to the people in the car: "We're here, get out of the car!" The old man seemed to have a trace of resentment when he said this.

A woman in white clothes got off the carriage. She ignored the coachman's sarcastic remarks and did not rush into the palace. Instead, she looked around.

Everything here does seem familiar. Is this really the place where I grew up? The woman looked at the towering angel statue in the distance and couldn't help but ask herself.

When she looked into the distance, someone in the distance was also looking at her.

A woman wearing purple gauze was leaning against the window, watching every move in front of the palace.

This woman has long purple hair that hangs down to her waist, and a pair of slender red phoenix eyes on her charming face. When he saw a woman getting off the carriage, her eyes were filled with hatred and disdain.

There was another woman with her, wearing a light yellow shirt and having a pretty face. She seemed to see the hatred in the purple-clothed woman's eyes, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, looking like she was gloating about her misfortune. Mianli Zangdao said: "Your Majesty brought another woman back today. Does my sister really think that you are the only one in his heart?"

The woman in purple snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "My Majesty is just interested in them for a while. Which of the women he brought from outside can be pampered for more than ten days? The only one who can stay with him for a long time is me!"

The woman in the yellow shirt couldn't help but chuckle, "Ruqing, you are so cute! Of the women he brought back before, have you ever seen any of them enter his bedroom? Not to mention them, even you have never Have you been in?"

The woman in yellow shirt said these words with a sneer, turned around and walked back into the house.

Hearing this, the charming look on Leng Ruqing's face immediately disappeared. She narrowed her eyes slightly and stared at the woman in white in the distance. She said harshly in a low voice: "You'd better pray that I will only treat you as a new object. Just enjoy it for a few days, otherwise, I will make you end up thousands of times worse than the other women he has touched."

Seeing her hesitation, the coachman looked around with vigilance and urged: "Go in quickly! To avoid causing trouble for Your Majesty!"

Another carriage ran through the high-walled narrow alley until it reached the foot of a remote rockery before stopping. A man in rich clothes got off the carriage and stepped into the rockery.

After a long time, the man came to a spring. The spring water in the pool was bubbling, and smoke was lingering on it. The man faced the spring water and untied his outer robe. There were blood stains on the back of the pure white inner shirt.

The man took off his underwear, stepped into the pool, and soaked in it. The hot spring water seeped into his wound, and the bursts of severe pain made his calm expression become ferocious, with even more cruelty underneath.

"Tang San, if I hadn't forcibly used my angelic form that day and exhausted my soul power, how could I have let go of the opportunity to kill you so easily. But it doesn't matter, I have thought of a way to relieve my hatred than killing you with my own hands!"

Thinking of this, the ferocious look on the man's face gradually faded, replaced by an evil laugh.

After a while, the man got up from the pool, dressed up, and came to a palace. The grandeur of this palace building is not much worse than that of the Pope's Palace. Among the tall lintels and a generous plaque are engraved with the three characters "House of Enshrinement".

The man lifted his feet, stepped inside, and entered the main hall.

An old man in a plain robe with hair as white as snow sat quietly on a sofa by the window. A few dead leaves fell outside the window, and the warm sun in the distance shone through the window and fell on the old man. Although his eyes were closed tightly and his expression was calm, he could not conceal the majesty between his brows. There is a rectangular tea table next to the old man, and a three-legged incense burner is placed on the table. The smoke curves on the center line of the burner, and the faint fragrance of wood surrounds the entire hall.

The man stepped forward and bowed to the old man, saying respectfully: "Grandpa!"

The old man raised his thick lips slightly, but still closed his eyes, "Feng'er, your breath seems to be much heavier when you come back this time!"

Qian Jifeng said calmly: "My grandson ran into some trouble outside this time and was slightly injured accidentally."

"Even if he was slightly injured, why did he go to the Holy Spring as soon as he came back?"

Qian Jifeng walked to the other side of the rectangular tea table as if nothing had happened, and sat down on a single table. She chuckled and said, "Sure enough, nothing can be hidden from Grandpa's discernment."

Qian Daoliu opened his eyes, looked at Qian Jifeng, and said seriously: "Tell me about the woman you brought back today! I want to hear what you have to say!"

The tone when he said this was obviously much heavier than before.

Qian Jifeng paused, and after hearing Qian Daoliu's words, he knew that someone had brought this matter to light, but he didn't know whose disciple was so fond of gossiping.

I thought that with his recent behavior, bringing a woman back to Wuhun Palace would not attract Qian Daoliu's attention, but someone decided to ruin his business. He has always been the only one who plots against others, and no one can plot against him. He also hates being plotted against, especially in the Wuhun Palace that he is in charge of. Therefore, he secretly became ruthless and determined to find this person and kill him quickly.

That day in the mountains and forests of the Star Dou Empire, he really thought about killing Hu Liena. But it's different now. He has figured out a better way to relieve his hatred than killing her, which is to keep her by his side.

Qian Jifeng just said calmly: "When did I come back without a woman by my side? Grandpa never cares about such trivial matters."

"I never get involved in your personal affairs. It's just that someone told me about this matter and said something about that woman, so I wanted to meet her."

If Qian Daoliu finds out that the woman he brought back is Hu Liena, he will definitely get rid of her. Fortunately, Hu Liena changed her appearance, and she didn't know who she was or how much soul power she had. It was for this reason that he decided to keep her by his side. To him, Hu Liena was more valuable alive than dead. As long as she was by his side, it would be the best revenge for both Tang San and Bibi Dong. Therefore, he would never let Hu Liena die now, but since Qian Daoliu had spoken, in order to avoid suspicion, he could only accept it temporarily and think of other ways.

Thinking of this, he made an indifferent expression, "This girl is just a girl from a mountain village. I met her by chance in the mountains of the Star Dou Empire. My grandson saw that she was quite pretty, so he just brought her back because of the novelty. . People in the mountains do not know the rules and should not insult your eyes, grandpa. Since you want to see her, I will bring her over tomorrow. If she is true to what you heard, just kill her!"

Hearing this, Qian Daoliu slowly closed his eyes.

The two talked for a long time, and the Qianji Feng finally subsided at dusk.

Hu Liena entered the palace and was placed in a relatively quiet courtyard. Although this is Qian Jifeng's sleeping palace, it is much larger than the houses of the upper class. There are all kinds of gardens and courtyards in the palace, and there are countless houses in it. It's just that although the palace is large, there are not many maids and attendants inside, making it a bit deserted.

There are only a few red plum trees planted in the courtyard. The flowers are elegant and have a faint fragrance.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, although this place was not as snowy and windy as the mountain forest where she lived before, there was still a bit of falling snow slowly falling on the plum branches.

There is a small door on the wall of the courtyard, which opens to the north. As it goes forward, there is a stone bridge and a bay of water flowing slowly from west to east, filled with smoke. In the distance, the winter plum blossoms are like a forest, burning like a fire, bright and dazzling.

Hu Liena leaned against the stone bridge, looking at the miles of red plum trees, and recalled the scene two days ago.

When she woke up, she was in a farmhouse. Next to her was an older woman, about forty years old, who was cleaning the wound on her chest.

Seeing that she woke up, the worried look on the woman's face disappeared, and she said happily: "Girl, you are finally awake! If you don't wake up, I may not be able to save my life!"

Hu Liena looked at her blankly, "Mother-in-law, why am I here? Did you save me?"

The woman shook her head quickly, "No, no, you were brought here by two adults. I am only responsible for taking care of you."

grown ups? Hu Liena thought for a moment and wondered when she had known such a person. He asked the woman, "Then where are they now?"

"That lord is busy treating his master's injuries, so he has no time to do anything, so he just asked me to take care of the girl here."

"When the girl wakes up, I will feel relieved!"