Douluo's Black Tower

Chapter 98 98. Forced stripping
It is a huge mystery where such a strange Xueer came from and how she became like this.

All the secrets may be... hidden in Xueer's lost memory, and we don't know when it will be unsealed.

Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing both had a bad premonition: the situation was constant, and there might be no day for the lockdown to be lifted at all!
Of course, just six months is not enough to confirm this. Maybe Xueer just developed a little later.

It's just that the possibility is... extremely small.

...

Heaven Dou Palace, the emperor's bedroom.

On the gorgeous carpet, there was a stunning woman with noble temperament sitting paralyzed, with dazzling blond hair, peerless appearance, well-proportioned figure, and snow-white skin...

Could it be that... Emperor Qinghe, who has never been close to women, has become enlightened?

Of course this is not the case!

The stunning woman is Xue Qinghe and Qian Renxue.

She clenched her teeth, and a trace of blood unconsciously spilled from the corner of her mouth.

A strange crabapple flower was suspended above her body, scattering endless light of life, most of which converged on her head.

She looked up at the man sitting on the chair, his face was cold, and there was a hint of pain in his eyes from time to time, but more than anything, she was still in disbelief!
"Grandpa, why?"

Qian Daoliu held a... gem in his hand, which seemed like a piece of bone, exuding holy golden light. The golden light passed through the doors and windows, like a miracle coming.

But no one inside or outside the palace came to find out.

Qian Daoliu looked at the painful granddaughter below, his eyes unbearable for a flash, and then full of determination.

"Don't blame grandpa. If everything goes normally, not only Huantian, but also the entire angel suit... grandpa will give it to you, but now... there is no chance!"

Qian Renxue was silent. Is this still the warm and loving grandfather she remembered?

What made him change so much?

Or maybe, this is who he is!
"Maybe...I should have been alert half a year ago!"

Qian Renxue smiled bitterly at her negligence. She suddenly felt extremely pathetic.

"My father died long ago and was abandoned by that woman. Now even grandpa..."

"Don't worry, I just took out a piece of soul bone. With Jiuxin Haitang here, you will be fine and you will recover soon!"

After Qian Daoliu said that, he left the palace directly.

Qian Renxue looked at the owner of Jiuxin Begonia, an ordinary old man, but a titled Douluo with nine soul rings.

Jiuxin Begonia can only have one successor in each generation.

There can only be two Nine-Hearted Begonia Soul Masters alive at the same time. Only if one of them dies, can another one appear in the future.

It can be said that Jiuxin Haitang is one of the weirdest martial arts spirits in the mainland.

Weird martial spirits naturally have powerful effects that can be called bugs. Jiuxin Haitang only has one soul skill...wide-range healing for all, and can be restored as long as the soul master is alive.

Of course, this is not absolute.

Just like Qian Renxue, this time her head soul bone was forcibly stripped off. In addition to the treatment of Jiuxin Begonia, Qian Daoliu also gave her a fairy grass... QiRongTianJiu!
Otherwise, it may not be cured!

The injury on her head was healing and the pain was gradually reducing, but the pain in her heart was getting worse and more insurmountable!
After the treatment, the old man bowed respectfully to her and then slowly withdrew.

Qian Renxue was alone in Nuo Da's dormitory, sitting slumped on the spotless and gorgeous carpet, her eyes dull.

Outside the palace, Qian Daoliu clasped his hands behind his back and looked at the moon in the sky.

He personally destroyed the relationship between grandfather and grandson, and I don’t know if he regrets it.

"Your Majesty..."

"Well, how's the injury?"

"With the help of Qiantongtianju, the lady's injuries have basically recovered, and her soul power level has not fallen. However... due to the special characteristics of the soul bone, the lady's spirit may be damaged and she will need to recuperate for a long time!"

Just as he predicted, Qian Daoliu breathed a sigh of relief.

Although it was imperative to take back the Huantian soul bone, Qian Renxue was his granddaughter after all, the only flesh and blood of the Qian family.

He would never have done this if he hadn't "changed" to the strange velvet Tongtianju!
"phantom!"

A figure appeared in the darkness. It was a blond young man with an indescribable aura.

If you look carefully, his face is clearly... Xue Qinghe, another Xue Qinghe! "His Majesty the Pope!"

Qian Daoliu looked at the Xueqing River in front of him and was very satisfied.

"You have learned well this month!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your affirmation!"

"Well, from today on, you are Xue Qinghe!"

"Yes!"

Qian Daoliu waved his hand and disappeared at the same time as the old man.

The night will eventually pass and light will illuminate everything.

The rising sun sweeps across the world.

"Squeak!"

The palace door opened, and an unmarked carriage slowly drove out of the palace. The guard guarding the door had no intention of checking and turned a blind eye.

The breeze blew by, making the leaves on both sides of the royal road rustle, and also blew the curtains of the carriage.

At a sudden glance, there was a beautiful face inside the car. There was no expression on her face, like a pool of stagnant water.

There was no words all the way, and the carriage drove away from Tiandou City safely, but there was still no movement from the people in the car.

Passing through a forest, four people suddenly appeared and blocked the carriage's path.

"Shut up!"

The carriage stopped, and the driver calmly lifted his hat, revealing his true face.

"Juhuaguan, you want to stop me?"

In the carriage, Qian Renxue, who had fallen into a daze, finally reacted and murmured silently: It's that woman...

At this moment, Qian Renxue's mood was extremely complicated.

The conversation outside the car continued.

"If the old ghost is still here, I will still be afraid of you. Now..."

There was no smile on Ju Douluo's face, not from the beginning to the end.Since the ghost's death half a year ago, he has never smiled again!

Facing him was like facing ten thousand years of ice, only endless cold air!
"Ghost Leopard..."

The coachman, Ghost Leopard Douluo of Wuhun Palace, was startled when he suddenly heard Ju Douluo's hoarse voice, as rough as a whetstone: Is this still that soft and weak sissy? ! !

There was a faint feeling in his heart that something was wrong, and he began to face up to his defeated general.

As for the three young people around Ju Douluo, they are just juniors in their fifties and sixties, so there is no need to care.

"Juhuaguan, where is Bibi Dong?"

This was his only worry. Although he had reached level 95, he had no hope of defeating Bibi Dong, who was level 99.

Ju Douluo could see the concerns in his heart, his eyes were calm.

"To deal with you, I don't need your Majesty to take action personally!"

If Bibi Dong didn't come, he could rest assured.

Ghost Leopard Douluo sneered.

"Just you?"

There was deep contempt, but Ju Huaguan remained unmoved and just looked at him quietly, as if looking at a clown jumping up and down.

Still the kind of failed clown!
Ghost Leopard Douluo wanted to anger Ju Douluo, who was making him a little uneasy, but he found... that he was angered first.

"Okay... okay, I haven't seen you for half a year, let me see how you have improved!"

Ghost Leopard Douluo jumped off the carriage and instantly transformed into a black panther, leaping thousands of miles...

In an instant, a pair of leopard claws appeared in front of Ju Douluo's eyes.

(End of this chapter)