Douluo Dalu: I am Qian Renxue’s daughter

Liang Ting sat on the chair and asked Dagang straight to the point, "How is it? Is that little girl dead?"

Dagang waved his hands repeatedly, shrugged, and curled his lips and said: "She wants to die very early."

"Oh, how is she doing now?" Liang Ting asked.

"Although she is not dead, she is not much better. She has been lying on the ground, half dead. If I hadn't seen her rising and falling chest breathing, I would have thought that she was really dead." Dagang Said nonchalantly.

To be honest, Dagang really didn't think that a six-year-old girl could stay in a prison in the deepest part of the Dark Valley of the Fire prairie, with a hundred times the gravity of a special magnetic field. It was no joke.

Even if he went down to stay, or if Captain Liang Ting stayed outside all day, his whole body would not be able to withstand such a huge gravity.

"Captain, I think that little girl will die tomorrow if she doesn't die now. You don't need to care too much about her." Dagang curled his lips and said.

"Huh, you, you underestimated the endurance of the Qian family. Do you really think she died under the dark valley of the prairie fire?" Liang Ting snorted coldly, not believing in Dagang's evil at all.

"No, it's already like this and she's still dead. Is she really a god?" Dagang's eyes widened and he looked at the captain in disbelief.

"How about we make a bet on whether she can survive in the dark valley of the prairie fire and still live here for six years!" Liang Ting raised his eyebrows. His team members didn't believe his words. Is this a challenge? The majesty of his own captain? !

When Dagang heard what Liang Ting said, he was very confident. He felt that it was impossible for Qian Motang to stay there for six years. "Just bet, whoever you are afraid of. Anyway, I will never believe in a talented person." A little girl in the master realm can stay for six years and still survive, does she think she is a god?!"

"Huh, let's wait and see!" After Liang Ting said that, he asked Dagang to leave the office room. He still had to deal with some things, and then he had to maintain the support of the iron chain. With so many prisons hanging, even if there are a large number of chains as support points, there will still be rust and falling off in some places.

Dagang made a bet with the captain that Qian Motang would not survive at all, and he was still living under a hundred times the gravity of a special magnetic field.

But he was still very uneasy. After eating, he used the excuse that he was on duty today to start patrolling the prison under the Dark Valley of the Liaoyuan.

When Dagang came to the prison where Qian Motang was, what he saw was not lying on the ground motionless, pretending to be dead. Instead, he sat on the ground, leaning his upper body against the iron railings of the prison, and tried his best to look up at him as he walked over.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Dagang was slightly surprised, "I didn't expect that the captain guessed it right. You are really not dead!"

"Thank you." Qian Motang spoke with difficulty. The feeling of a hundred times the gravity of the special magnetic field was really uncomfortable. It can be said that his soul power was suppressed at all. But it was a little better. The Xuantian Skill in his Dantian was still there and could protect him. Keep your heart in mind and don't let yourself die here.

"Little girl, do you want to follow me up there and take a breather first?" When Dagang saw this, he immediately showed kindness and asked Qian Motang to go up for some air.

"You really let me go up there to get some air, and you're not afraid that some people with ulterior motives will catch you?" Qian Motang asked in surprise.

"Hehehe, it's just a trivial matter. They can catch him if they want. They won't let go of this kind of thing. Huh, I despise that guy!" Dagang curled his lips and said coldly.

"Then I would like to thank this senior for his kindness. I am willing to go up for a breather." Qian Motang nodded slightly, indicating that he was willing to go up for a breather.

"One hour of breathing time at most." Dagang took out the key, opened the door of the prison, still carried Qian Motang under his arm, and took her out of here.

The moment he followed Dagang back to the top, Qian Motang had never felt how beautiful the weather was and how happy it was to have his soul power appear again!

After his soul power recovered, Qian Motang couldn't wait to release his soul power and inject it into the bracelet, a soul guide, and take out the food inside. Qian Motang started eating heavily. She was really starving to death. A mouthful of fresh water and a mouthful of food filled her stomach.

Qian Motang was so full that he burped repeatedly. He was so happy. He lay on the ground and patted his belly. Sure enough, happiness began after he was full.

Dagang, who was aside, saw Qian Motang wolfing down the food, drinking water, and filling her flat stomach.

When he saw Qian Motang who was overeating, Dagang couldn't help but kindly remind her, "If you eat so much, when you return to your prison, aren't you afraid that the food will be vomited out by a hundred times the gravity of the special magnetic field?"

Qian Motang waved his hands repeatedly and said with a smile: "Haha, it's okay, I already have a countermeasure!"

"Countermeasures?" Dagang raised his eyebrows. This little girl actually had a countermeasure in mind that could cope with the gravity of a hundred times the special magnetic field. Is this impossible?

He has lived here for many years, and when he went to the Dark Valley of the prairie fire, he tried every method, but nothing worked. His soul power was still suppressed and turned into nothing. If it weren't for his strong body and ability to use it, he would be like Qian Motang, lying on the ground in a half-dead state.

But Dagang didn't have much time to chat with Qian Motang, because the hour was almost up.

"Xiao Nizi, your time is almost up, hurry up and get what you want, otherwise you won't have the chance." Dagang reminded.

"Okay, I understand." Qian Motang got up, released his soul power, injected it into the soul guide, and took out everything he wanted.

A rusty iron sword, a bag of food, and a change of clothes, and then nothing.

Dagang didn't want to say more words or bring out more food. This little food was simply not enough for Qian Motang to stay in prison for six years.

Then Dagang took Qian Motang back the same way, still holding it under his arm, and this time he carried a little more, which was what he took out of the soul guide.

After throwing Qian Motang and her belongings into the prison, Dagang went back to do his work and continued to patrol the prison.

With the iron sword, Qian Motang used it directly as a crutch. Her legs were shaking like noodles, but she gritted her teeth and insisted on standing up!

Finally, with Qian Motang's unremitting efforts, her legs finally stood up. The moment she stood up, she felt as if a very powerful aura erupted from her body, releasing a soul of death. !

At the same time, Qian Motang's right hand also released a powerful soul power, which was holy power. The Seraph Martial Spirit and the mysterious Martial Spirit burst out from her body in an instant, emitting dazzling rays of light. The golden holy light and the purple light of death were like two pillars of light, coming from the dark valley of the prairie fire. Breaking through the sky in the deepest prison!

Qian Motang was directly affected by these two powerful forces. He knelt on the ground and tried his best to support his body with his arms.

"Ah ah ah ah..."

Qian Motang felt like something was burning his back, especially the shoulder blades. That place was the most painful place, as if a hot iron needle was being stabbed into his flesh and blood.

In fact, in a place that Qian Motang couldn't see, but just a place that the old woman could see, she opened her eyes wide and looked at a person's body. Two different powerful soul powers suddenly emerged, and she was so frightened that she started shouting madly on the spot. .

"Old guy, old guy, look, come on, everyone, look, this little girl actually has two different colors of wings on her back, it's really incredible!" As she said that, the old woman showed an obsessed look. , looking at the pair of different wings. The right wing is the golden holy feather, and the left wing is the dark purple death feather.

For a moment, the sound of "clinking" chains could be heard in the deepest prison of the Dark Valley of the Fire prairie Fire.

"Oh my god, this is the first time I have seen the martial spirit of Seraphim, the legendary top god-level martial spirit. One day, there are other martial spirits that can compete with it. What kind of martial spirit is that? Soul, everyone, guess what?!”

"This mysterious martial spirit does look a lot like the Soul-Eating Spider Emperor, but it also looks like the Death Spider Emperor. It's really a very contradictory Spider Emperor martial spirit!"

"Isn't that right? The soul power level seems to be quite high. Can we still live to see the inheritance of gods on the Douluo Continent again?"

"No, maybe there won't be any more. Since the fall of the God of Angels, the death of the Rakshasa God, the inheritance place of the Shura God has been destroyed, leaving only the inheritance place on Poseidon Island. But the other party is not in Douluo What legacy of gods is left on the continent?”

When it comes to this, some people will inevitably sigh. They have become gods, and they are killing everyone so that others cannot become gods!