Douluo: Qingmei Ning Rongrong, I choose Kamisato Ayaka

Wuhun Palace, Pope Palace.

The entire meeting hall of the Pope's Palace seemed to be covered with a layer of frost. There were only three people in the hall. The Pope Bibi Dong, who was sitting in the main seat. The Spirit Hall Saint Hu Liena, who was standing behind her, was as silent as a cicada. And the heroic Qian Renxue, who had changed her golden hair back into women's clothes.

Qian Renxue was standing ten meters away from Bibi Dong. The dead silence in the meeting room had lasted for a long time. Bibi Dong's sharp eyes were always focused on Qian Renxue's face. But Qian Renxue stared at her without giving in. Neither of them spoke, but the oppressive atmosphere made Hu Liena behind Bibi Dong feel like she couldn't breathe.

An extremely complex light flashed across Bibi Dong's eyes. Suddenly, all her momentum seemed to disappear at this moment. She sighed and said, "If we fail, we fail. We can start all over again. In the overall situation, we are still in an absolute advantage."

Qian Renxue said coldly: "I didn't lose to Chen Feng, but to you. If you hadn't acted in advance and alerted the enemy, how could I be tricked by Chen Feng? Sister - sister -" The last word should have been a call, but she deliberately prolonged the voice, sounding full of mockery.

"Sister?" A glare flashed through Bibi Dong's eyes, "Okay, remember, you will call me this in the future."

Qian Renxue snorted coldly, "No, I'll still call you Your Excellency the Pope. In this world, I only have one relative, and that is Grandpa. Apart from Grandpa, any other names related to relatives will never appear in my mouth in the future. Didn't you say that it was a mistake for me to come to this world?

He is dead, and you have got what you wanted. But you have to remember that you are you and I am me. From now on, we will each be independent. You will be in charge of your Spirit Hall, and I will be in charge of my Elder Hall and Douluo Hall. From now on, you have no right to deploy all the elders of the Elder Hall. "

"What did you say?" Bibi Dong's eyes became fierce again, and the powerful aura suddenly condensed into a force that was like a substance, forcing Qian Renxue to take several steps back before she could stabilize her body. Under the pressure of Bibi Dong's powerful aura, a strand of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth. But the sneer on her face did not diminish at all.

Seeing the blood flowing from the corner of Qian Renxue's mouth, Bibi Dong was stunned for a moment, and her fierce aura paused and slowly subsided.

"You go out. Go see your grandpa. If he agrees with you, I have no objection." At this moment, Bibi Dong seemed to have aged ten years. You know, although her actual age is twenty years older than Qian Renxue, she looks almost the same on the surface.

Qian Renxue glanced at Bibi Dong coldly and walked out without looking back. The door of the meeting hall made a loud bang due to the violent collision, as if they were separated into two worlds.

Bibi Dong seemed to have lost all her strength in an instant, and fell down on the chair, tears flowing down her face uncontrollably. Who could imagine that this iron-blooded pope also has such a weak side.

Elder's Hall.

This is the largest building in the Pope's Palace, and it also represents the most powerful power of the entire Wuhun Palace. Inside the tall domed building, you will see a wide hall as soon as you enter. The hollow dome is nearly thirty meters high and is divided into three floors, with ten rooms on each floor.

Except for extremely special circumstances, the prerequisite for living here is that the soul power is above level 90 and the strength is above that of a Titled Douluo. This is where the true supreme power of the Spirit Hall lies. Even the Pope is subject to its constraints. In the final analysis, it is the role of strength. If the elders living here unite together, they are enough to destroy a city in one day. This is not an exaggeration.

At this time, the Elder Hall was silent, without even a servant waiting. When Qian Renxue walked into the huge hall, the pores on her body suddenly contracted. At the innermost part of the hall, in front of a huge six-winged angel sculpture made of pure gold and ten meters high, a person stood quietly, with his back to the direction of the gate, looking up at the pure gold statue.

Judging from the back, it was a man, tall but not strong. He was wearing a simple gray robe, with long black robes hanging behind his head, and he was neatly combed.

Standing there, he gave people a very strange feeling. Qian Renxue, who possessed the six-winged angel spirit, felt it particularly clearly, as if that person was the six-winged angel statue, and there was no difference between the two. It seemed that the sunlight shining into the hall from the huge windows around was focused on him alone. Although his clothes were so simple, he gave people a feeling of worship just by standing there.

"Grandpa." Standing at the entrance, Qian Renxue fell to her knees with a plop. The originally cold face could no longer hold on to the stubbornness, and tears flowed down his cheeks.

The gray-clothed man slowly turned around, and the special aura he had before suddenly disappeared. He looked only about thirty or forty years old, very handsome, with a faint smile on his face. That calm and peaceful aura gave people a very comfortable feeling. The strangest thing was that even if there were Titled Douluo here, they would definitely not be able to sense any soul power fluctuations from him.

The man in gray took a step forward gently, and the next moment he was in front of Qian Renxue. His movements were not fast, but when he came in front of Qian Renxue, Qian Renxue had already fallen into his arms. Cry loudly.

No matter how strong a person is, there is also a weak side, Bibi Dong is like this, so why not Qian Renxue?After pretending to be Xue Qinghe for more than ten years, only he knew the pressure she endured and the lost youth.

"Have you met her?" The man in gray gently touched Qian Renxue's golden hair.

Qian Renxue nodded silently.

The man in gray said calmly, "In fact, she is also in pain. After all, she was not the one who was wrong in the beginning. Her feelings for you are not what you think."

Qian Renxue raised her head and looked at the person she had always considered her only relative in front of her, "Grandpa, aren't you going to help me too?"

The gray-clothed man sighed and said, "I can't help her. Although she was a little radical, she did nothing wrong. After all, she is the Pope of the Spirit Hall. What's more, her influence in the Spirit Hall has surpassed mine."

"What?" Qian Renxue was shocked, and even stopped the tears that had been flowing in her eyes, "This, this is impossible."

The gray-clothed man smiled and said lovingly, "Xiaoxue, you must remember that this is a world where the strong prey on the weak. Whoever is stronger will have a greater say, and this is especially true in our Wuhun Hall.

Her strength is no less than mine, and she is still so young. Perhaps, she will become the first person in many years to reach another level. Not to mention that the second and third worshippers have already supported him. Even I will support her.

She will lead the Spirit Hall to go further. What you need to do is to help her, not to go against her. In fact, your talent is far greater than your father's. It is not only from the six-winged angel inheritance he left you, but also from Bibi Dong's inheritance to you.

No matter what you say, she is your mother after all. "