Douluo: Becoming Qian Renxue

Chapter 37 Black Wing Sword God's Future Memories

one year later
In the dark inner city of the killing city, disgusting things exist everywhere, but a house built here is out of place with the bloodstains all around.

At this time, a beautiful girl was lying on the bed in the room, looking so quiet and beautiful.

No one would have imagined that she was the female devil who made the fallen ones tremble in fear in the City of Slaughter - the Black Winged Sword God.

In one year, Qian Renxue has completed ninety-nine games, and her murderous aura is getting stronger and stronger. Sometimes after participating in a game, she will go for a walk in the simulated arena.

This year has been spent improving my strength. My soul power has already reached the middle stage of level 88 from level 87. If I devote myself to cultivation, I should be able to break through to the Titled Douluo in about a year.

What is the titled Douluo of Douluo Continent? Is it garbage? The highest realm of the fantasy sewer may be gone in a minute in other worlds. It is better to go to other worlds after becoming a god.

"Have you heard? The Black Wing Sword God is going to challenge the 100th match in the next few days!"

"That woman has made me afraid to participate in the competition now!"

"That's right, finish the challenge and leave her!"

"That's right, can you give the City of Slaughter some peace?"

"It's still a question whether she can win the 100th game?"

"How could she lose?"

"Bet or not?"

"We'll go watch the game then!"

……

In every corner of the City of Slaughter, the Fallen were discussing.

In that dark house, the King of Killing crushed the quilt in his hand.

"Great King, what should we do?" The girl in black veil knelt in front of him and said with a worried look on her face.

"Contact a few Soul Douluo-level Fallen and tell them that if they can kill her, I can let them join the law enforcement team." The King of Killing said, as if he had thought of something, and said, "As for the God of Killing, the people she sent in died in the competition, it is none of our business."

"Yes, great king." The black-veiled girl said and then left. Alas! Such a beautiful girl is gone like this, what a pity.

At this time, Qian Renxue was lying on the bed. It was another day when she didn't want to get up.

[Host, please get up first. I have something to tell you.]

The system's childish voice sounded, but Qian Renxue, who was sleeping, ignored it and continued to sleep.

The little angel floated beside her and poked Qian Renxue's face with the magic wand in her hand.

Qianren Snowman was still sleeping, but he grabbed the little angel's feet and pulled them down.

[Host! You cannot attack the system!] The little angel pouted unhappily.

Qian Renxue reluctantly opened her eyes and looked at the little thing she had pulled down. She poked its cheek and said, "System, you have a pretty soft face."

【()!Host!】

Qian Renxue rubbed her eyes, stretched, looked at the system, and said, "Okay, let's get down to business!"

[Hmph╯^╰] The little angel climbed up from the bed and flew to Qian Renxue.

[Host, many villains have been a bit lazy recently, so we, the systems, have decided to organize an activity and give you the memory of the future and the original direction of the story, so that you can have more hatred.]

[So, host, you must work hard in the future...]

After listening to the important content, Qian Renxue fell asleep to the chattering of the system.

The scene in the dream seemed familiar.

There sat a little blond girl, and next to her stood a tall figure.

Who are they?

Qian Renxue was puzzled and walked up to the two people. Isn't this grandpa? The girl next to him is me when I was a child!
Qian Renxue tried to talk to Qian Daoliu, but he seemed not to hear her. He looked at himself tenderly and talked to "himself". But her hand actually passed through her grandfather's body.

Where is this? Is this an illusion?

Qian Renxue immediately tried to summon the Chengying Sword, but found that she could not summon it, as if it was subject to some kind of restriction.

what happened?

[Host, this is the memory, the original direction of the story. Host, you cannot summon your martial spirit, you can only watch.]

Could this be the so-called memory that the system just told me about?

Just as Qian Renxue was thinking, the scene in front of her changed.

The person who appeared was Bibi Dong. She seemed to have not changed much from when she was young, except that now she had a noble temperament and the charm of a mature woman, but she looked very young at that time. Even though she had given birth to a child, she still had the immaturity of a girl.

But he ran in front of her and kept sticking to her, but she pushed him away ruthlessly.

The next scene showed the face of his father in his memory of his previous life, but others called him His Holiness the Pope. Needless to say, it was Qianxunji.

He seemed to be seriously injured and didn't even look at himself.

……

Each scene is about my childhood experiences. Although I have the memories, it still feels different to see them displayed so clearly.

Another scene appeared. He had secured his position as the Crown Prince of Tiandou and eliminated the two princes except Xue Beng. He spent the whole day learning about political history and state management, but neglected his cultivation.

These did not exist in my memory. Was this the memory of the future? I even remembered what books I had read. It was like being reborn with the memory of my past life.

The memories of the future are awakening little by little.

Finally, before the Soul Master Competition was about to begin, I met someone through the so-called teacher Ning Fengzhi.

The boy was about 1.7 meters tall and not very handsome, but he gave people a very approachable feeling. Needless to say, it was Tang San.

And "Xue Qinghe" was standing in front of him, telling him about Tang Hao.

Tang San! If it weren't for you being the protagonist, I would have strangled you to death! Qian Renxue watched her hand go through Tang San's body, feeling extremely angry.

The scene in front of him kept changing. The Soul Master Competition ended, Shrek won the championship, and he returned to his life as the prince.

A few years later, "Xue Qinghe" received a letter from his sister Xue Ke, and learned that she had fallen in love with a man named Tang Yin, so he smiled helplessly.

Then he went to Yuexuan and saw the man named Tang Yin.

At that time, Tang Yin was sitting in the center of Yuexuan, playing music. He was very handsome and had won the hearts of countless naive girls.

Qian Renxue was furious when she saw this scene. Seeing "Xue Qinghe" looking at Tang San so intently, Qian Renxue suppressed the urge in her heart to strangle "herself" with great difficulty, although she couldn't do it.

Not long after that, the Tiandou Palace rebellion began.

The two pairs of golden wings behind him amazed everyone present as soon as he appeared.

"Tang San, submit to me!" Qian Renxue looked at "herself" and spoke.

Are you okay? Are you okay? If you are okay, eat more Lychee Plum.

He is so talented and has a lot of cheats. He is still your enemy. Why don't you kill him? You let him submit to you! I am so angry at myself!
Finally, the little rabbit in the memory grew up, and then was beaten by her!
Okay, Xiao Wu, I think spicy rabbit head is pretty good recently, so you should eat more! You should stop living in the end and be a quiet spirit ring!

A long time passed, the Shrek Seven Devils went to the Sea God Island, and they started the Nine Tests of the Angel God. Their grandfather also died because of this. Seeing "themselves" crying like that, Qian Renxue did not cry. This was just the original memory, and she would be able to protect her grandfather in the future.

Then the most speechless thing happened. Haha, Tang San, if I don’t kill you and the Sea God, I will be sorry for today’s social death.

Qian Renxue looked at herself, who had already become a god, and saw her heart being hurt by Tang San's Avalokitesvara Tears, and fell into the nth round of contemplation.

Can you please kill that idiot? Don't tell me you've fallen madly in love with him after meeting him a few times!

It's not true that someone would fall in love with someone after seeing them a few times, right? Of course, it doesn't include love at first sight. At this time, in my cognition, Tang San was just the son of the man who killed my father, and my enemy. How could I possibly like him and fancy him? It was totally off the mark.

(End of this chapter)