Douluo V: Qian Renxue’s child adopter, I become a god while lying down

A sudden and shocking change.

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

"this..."

Bai He's eyes widened and his lips opened slightly.

Now, he doesn't even dare to glance at Yuan Qingtian.

He was afraid that Yuan Qingtian would dislike him because his eyes were too obscene, and then he would fly out like Yang Wudi.

"Shu...Shu Zi! How dare you do this?"

An elder came to his senses, pointed at Yuan Qingtian and shouted.

I don't know if it's excitement or panic.

Or maybe Parkinson's.

His fingers hung in the air, trembling.

"The leader of our clan revealed your purpose and made you lose face. Then you got angry and hurt others!"

"Where is the law of heaven?"

"Where is the justice of Wuhun Palace?"

Yuan Qingtian glanced at him and curled his lips imperceptibly.

Then he sketched a hint of disdain: "Strength is the law of heaven, and I am the justice of Wuhun Palace."

"you you..."

The elder was extremely angry, but he had no way to refute.

Because there is no flaw in what Yuan Qingtian said.

It’s completely the truth!

But even so, it did not prevent them from glaring at Yuan Qingtian.

Can't beat...

Can't say it...

They say the eyes are the windows to the soul.

Wouldn’t those eyes with fire be able to burn your heart to death along the window?

Then I'll stare you to death!

Stare you to death!

The behavior of these little old men made Yuan Qingtian laugh in his heart.

You have no time to stare at me, and you don’t have time to take a look at what’s going on with your family?

What a joy!

"Cough cough..."

Until Yang Wudi coughed weakly a few times.

"Clan leader!"

"Clan Chief, Patriarch, are you okay?"

They just woke up.

One after another, they walked over with a cane.

"It's good to be able to block my blow."

Yuan Qingtian's tone was neither light nor serious.

The words of praise fell into Yang Wudi's ears, but they were full of ridicule.

He relied on the support of several little old men to stand up straight.

His hands were shaking so much that he could no longer hold the soul-breaking gun tightly.

More Parkinson's than Parkinson's.

There was a trace of horror remaining in his eyes.

Is it too strong?

With his strength, even when facing some ordinary titled Douluo, he can still gain some advantage with his super attack power.

As for how ordinary?

Um...

For example, Dugu Bo...

Oh no, Dugu Bo's epic level has been strengthened.

At least it is comparable to the level of Dragon Subduing Douluo and Demon Subduing Douluo.

Anyway, Yang Wudi thought he had overestimated Yuan Qingtian.

But in fact, I underestimated others.

How strong is Yuan Qingtian?

Nowadays, I am afraid that only his woman can give a rough idea.

Yang Wudi is still too young.

"Clan Chief Yang, you have two choices now."

"First, if you take another blow from me and you don't die, I will leave immediately without saying a word."

"Second, turn the war with me into friendship and bring the whole clan to surrender to my Spirit Hall."

A gentle smile hung on Yuan Qingtian's face.

It feels like a spring breeze blowing on your face, making you feel more comfortable.

But no one here can understand this feeling.

His grandma’s!

If the soft one doesn't work, then the hard one will work, right?

What about the promised bet?

Even if it was going to be hard, couldn't you have said it earlier?

You have to let me take a blow and be seriously injured, right?

This abacus hit me in the face!

If you don't follow martial ethics, how can you be worthy of being the Holy Son of Martial Spirits?

Now Yang Wudi is extremely depressed.

However, he was quick in thinking and found loopholes in Yuan Qingtian's words.

He hummed: "If I choose to take a blow from you, but fail to take it in the end, and I am killed by you, will you also let me go?"

Yuan Qingtian shook his head and laughed: "If you die, your entire Po clan will definitely hate me to the core."

"Besides, I have never been in the habit of leaving hidden dangers."

"So, sorry."

"I cannot agree to your request."

Yang Wudi's face quickly turned black visibly to the naked eye.

If there was a fortune teller here, he would definitely point at him and say: "Young man, your fortune teller is dark, and you are going to be in a bloody disaster!"

If Yang Wudi doesn't choose well, there will indeed be a bloody disaster.

He sighed deeply and closed his eyes slightly.

Like a soldier who is about to rush to a battlefield where there is no life or death, his heart is full of helplessness.

Several elders looked emotional.

One of them couldn't help but hoarse: "Clan leader, if you want to die, we old men will die with you."

"We, the Broken Clan, have always lived through thick and thin together."

"Today will be no exception!"

Yang Wudi opened his eyes and looked at him, speechless.

He thought to himself: "How can you expect me to take refuge in the Spirit Hall in a dignified manner?"

If you think about it carefully, your brother's death actually has little to do with Wuhun Palace.

The culprit is still Haotian Sect.

If Haotian Sect had not ignored them at that time, my brother would not have died.

Therefore, there is no reason to hate Wuhun Palace...

It doesn't look good.

The main thing is.

He is not afraid of death.

But if he really chooses to fight Yuan Qingtian's attack with all his strength...

Then he...

What's the difference between them and those ruthless guys from Haotian Sect?

As the leader of a clan, he would rather be spurned by others and live an ignoble existence in exchange for the peace of his clan than destroy the clan and disappear from the world.

Finally, he bowed his head to Yuan Qingtian.

The next day, all members of the Po clan gathered together and officially announced that they would join the Spirit Hall.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Bai He sighed with emotion.

Not long ago, their Min clan was the same as the Po clan.

The difference is that they were hit with money, while the Po Zhi clan was hit with fists.

Only the last two clans are left.

These four tribes have been separated and reunited for many years. Will there ever be a time when they reunite under the same force?

......

The imperial clan.

Titan and Niu Gao (gao, not testicles) sit opposite each other.

"Old Niu, Yang Wudi and Bai He have both rebelled and defected to the Spirit Hall."

"You and I get along best, but you can't be like them!"

"In the early years, we received a lot of favors from the Haotian Sect, and we only have a group of this size today."

"Although we had a lot of bumps and bruises along the way, we can't be ungrateful!"

Titan warned earnestly.

Niu Gao frowned and responded dissatisfied: "Favor?"

"Ha~"

"Titan, are you obsessed with Tang Hao?"

"So loyal?"

"You're too lazy to tell the truth?"

"If it hadn't been for Tang Hao, if it hadn't been for the Haotian Sect, how would we have fallen like this today?"

Niu Gao recalled the bitterness of working in civil engineering over the years and suddenly stood up from his chair.

It really shocked Titan.

Tai Tan stood up together, looking quite anxious: "Old Niu, you know I didn't mean that, I..."

Niu Gao narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at him: "Then what do you mean?"

"We've been together for so many years."

"I know your thoughts very well!"

"Tang Hao is dead. Your hopes for Tang Hao have been transferred to that person named Tang San, right?"

"How ridiculous!"

"That Tang San, like Tang Hao, is not a good person!"

......