Douluo: Qian Renxue is reborn, I am her biological brother

Chapter 822: Delivering a baby in person, for the sake of my great-grandson

Om-!
suddenly.

The light in the hands of the God of Food and the Nine-Colored Goddess dimmed.

Until everything converges.

The shadows of the two gods may leave at any time.

"what happened?!"

Tang San looked at the God of Cookery couple with confusion in his eyes, wondering why they stopped.

"It seems that we are no longer needed."

The God of Cookery whispered.

His eyes can clearly see the power of faith emerging in the air.

That's from Poseidon Island
The power of faith that comes from the ocean.

"It seems so."

The Nine-Colored Goddess nodded slightly and suggested:

"In that case, let's go back first to avoid any accidents."

"That's fine."

The God of Cookery nodded.

He then stretched out his hand and held the Nine-Colored Goddess's hand, and slowly disappeared on both sides of Tang San's grave.

"Wait. Wait! Wait a minute."

Tang San panicked.

The remaining soul kept shouting in the air, and even tried to pounce on the God of Food.
"Two seniors, two adults, save me!"

"You haven't saved me yet!"

After finally having hope of survival, how could Tang San be willing to let it end like this?
Seeing that he could not keep the God of Food and the Nine-Colored Goddess
Tang San's true colors are revealed.

"Asshole! As the God of the Sea, I order you to stop!"

"Humph!"

I heard Tang San barking.

Even if the God of Cookery had a good temper, he couldn't help but snort coldly.

"what--!"

Tang San suddenly let out a scream, stars appeared in his eyes, and his soul almost dissipated.

His eyes were filled with fear of being annihilated.

He rolled and crawled and hid behind Xiao Wu.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I am the God of the Sea, the God of the Sea!"

Tang San's eyes were bloodshot.

Jumping back and forth between life and death has made him lose all sense of proportion.

"It's ridiculous that Poseidon would fall for you."

The Nine-Colored Goddess' gentle voice, filled with deep disdain, rang in Tang San's ears.

The God of Cookery couldn't help but shake his head again.

"Okay, the work is done, let's hurry back and hand it in."

"Hmm~"

The words fell.

The shadows of the God of Food and the Nine-Colored Goddess completely disappeared in the Holy Soul Village.

"what happened?"

Xiao Wu was stunned.

Why did those two gods suddenly leave? Could Tang San not be saved?
Xiao Wu looked at the graves in front of her.
Some hesitation.

I don't know whether to dig it up and take a look.

"??!"

Tang San, the lonely ghost, also quickly poked his head out from behind Xiao Wu.

What did that man say just now?
How could their mission have been completed? !

Could it be that they were ordered to play a trick on him?
But very quickly.
Tang San saw countless tiny white lights appearing in the air.

These white dots of light slowly drift
The target was exactly the body of Tang San lying in the grave.

Each of these white lights is very weak, but thousands of them merge together.
But it is a force that cannot be ignored!

The two great gods have left, but the slender white light still exists.

Still being injected into Tang San's body drop by drop.

Blending at the wound on his chest.

The meridians around the golden heart are still in the process of connection.

Although the speed is much slower than before.

But as long as this process continues, it proves that there is still a chance!
"This, this is..."

Tang San felt the body's suction force getting stronger and stronger, and he almost cried for joy.

“This is the power of faith!”

"Haha. I knew it. I am a god, I am the god of the sea!"

“I can’t possibly die that easily” “Hahaha!”

"..."

Tang San's resurrection slowed down.

And the other side.

Wuhun City, on the other hand, seems to be full of vitality.

In Bibi Dong's yard.

Qian Renxue and her daughter were waiting outside, accompanied by Xiao Feidie, Hu Liena and Xue Nu.

Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong and others arrived one after another.

Poseidon, Tang Yuehua, and the ten worshippers from the worship hall were all present.
Moonlight is like water.

Everyone's face was filled with joy, as well as a bit of nervousness and excitement.

"Good evening, Aunt Dong, where's Brother Pope?"

Ning Rongrong looked left and right but couldn't see the child's father, so she couldn't help but ask Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong smiled and replied:
"Jue is in the room, helping Lingling deliver the baby."

"what?!"

Ning Rongrong screamed.

"The teacher is in the room, delivering the baby for the teacher's wife?!"

Zhu Zhuqing seemed to have heard something out of the ordinary.

Is this the job Qian Renjue should do?
"You heard it right. Jue was delivering the baby himself, and it was painless."

Qian Renxue repeated.

Bai Chenxiang and the others finally confirmed that they had not heard wrongly.

"This kid has this skill?"

There was a hint of novelty on Poseidon's face. If conditions did not allow
She really wanted to break in and take a look.

"Little Feidie, meet the grandfathers who are offering sacrifices!"

At the gate, Xiao Feidie saluted Golden Crocodile Douluo and the others.
"Haha. Fine. No need to be polite."

Golden Crocodile Douluo laughed loudly.

However, the smile on his face was vaguely awkward and restrained.

His eyes occasionally looked in the direction of Bibi Dong.
It seems that he is guarding against something.

Before he could think about it, Guangling Douluo appeared behind him.
Pushing:
"Second brother, you better move faster, we are all blocking you from behind!"

“good good”

Golden Crocodile Douluo was squeezed in by several other priests just like that.

Ten worshippers filed in.
But Xiao Feidie, Duguyan and other girls only saw nine of them.

Poseidon and Tang Yuehua looked puzzled.

I don't understand why Qian Daoliu is so secretive.

Ling Yuan quickly stepped forward and knocked on Xiao Feidie's head.

Some teased and scolded: "Xiao Feidie, I'm not a grandfather."

"Got it, Grandma Lingyuan. Haha!"

"You want to be beaten!"

Ling Yuan's eyes widened in anger.

Behind her, Liu Erlong, who lived with her, couldn't help but laugh.

Move lightly, trying to stay away from the little flying butterfly.

She didn't want to be called too old, otherwise she would have some inferiority complex.
It will be even more uncomfortable.

It is in this gap.

Except for the Eighth Priest Que Ling Yuan Douluo, the other nine priests.
They all gathered in the corner of the yard.

Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo, two former confidants of Bibi Dong, the two generals Heng and Ha
With Guangling Douluo as a shield,

On top.

It was because of these seven original worshippers.
Except Guang Ling and Bibi Dong have a better relationship.

The others were not very familiar with each other, and it was their first time entering this yard.

Bibi Dong glanced at Golden Crocodile Douluo and the others.
Frowning slightly.

Didn't say much.

After all, he is Xueer and Jue's grandfather, and the child's great-grandfather.
It would be a bit inappropriate to kick him out at this time.

"call--!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo, Lion Douluo and the others, as well as Qian Daoliu who was surrounded by them.
They couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

Jin Crocodile and the others are because of Bibi Dong, who is not in harmony with them and is now a god.

Qian Daoliu came here just because he felt guilty and had no face to do so.
But he still set foot here.

For the great-grandchildren!

I wish you all a happy life!

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(End of this chapter)