Douluo: Bibi Dong abused her, Gu Yuena raised her

"Don't...don't be like this, Xiaoyu, let's have a good meal, okay?"

Gu Yuena finally found an opportunity to speak. Her voice was as thin as a mosquito, her face was flushed, and her body was limp from the numbing feeling, without any strength at all.

Qianyu grabbed the girl's tail in his hand, looking at the scales on it that had begun to become illusory, and the look in his eyes gradually became dark.

Then, as if he had made up his mind, he slowly stood up from the girl, took one last look at the frozen clock, and his body turned into a wisp of black smoke and dissipated into the air.

Gu Yuena looked at Qianyu who suddenly disappeared, and a hint of astonishment and loss flashed in her eyes.

She stood there in a daze for a long time before she reacted. She lowered her head to look at the mess on the ground, and couldn't control her feeling of grievance any longer, so she burst into tears.

"Why...why do you treat me like this? What's so good about the outside world? What's so good about those bad women that you're still attached to them?"

"I have already created such a perfect dream, why are you still unwilling to stay?"

Gu Yuena murmured softly, tears blurring her vision.

Qianyu naturally didn't know how sad Gu Yuena would be after she left.

Now he just wanted to know how bad the situation in the outside world was. After all, he had become an evil soul master. Could the Spirit Hall really still accommodate him?
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Outside, Qianyu slowly opened his eyes.

What caught my eye was the tense atmosphere between Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu.

He felt his chest getting wet and his face darkened.

There was no need to think, it must be that bastard Bibi Dong taking advantage of me while I was unconscious.

He struggled to get up, but found that his physical condition was extremely bad and his whole body was in pain as if it was torn apart.

"Xiaoyu, you're awake!"

Bibi Dong saw Qianyu open his eyes, and a hint of joy appeared on her face, but then she returned to her cold expression, "How do you feel?"

Qianyu didn't say anything, but glared at her with disgust, then took out a handkerchief from his personal space and wiped the stain on his chest.

Suddenly, everyone looked at Bibi Dong with strange eyes.

The parties involved have confirmed that this was done by His Holiness the Pope, who looks noble and holy.

Bibi Dong felt the strange looks from the people around her, her face turned pale, and she hurriedly explained:

"Xiao Yu, listen to me, this time it really wasn't me who did it."

Qianyu ignored Bibi Dong and turned to look at the situation around him.

I found that the elders and priests were sitting neatly below, praying devoutly and pretending that they saw nothing.

"What's going on? I'm not even dead yet, but they're giving me a funeral. Could it be that..."

Qianyu turned to look at Qian Daoliu, feeling a bad feeling in his heart.

With Lao Deng's hatred of evil, it is possible that he would be expelled from the family.

Thinking of this, Qianyu hurriedly ran to Bibi Dong, huddled beside her, and looked at Qian Daoliu vigilantly.

Although Bibi Dong felt that she might have been misunderstood, she still felt indescribably sweet when she saw Qianyu approaching her.

"Xiao Yu, it's okay. Even though your grandfather wants to kill you, I, your mother, am a Rakshasa God. There is no one in this world that I cannot protect."

Bibi Dong said, taking the opportunity to hug his waist and tightly protect him behind her. She looked at Qian Daoliu with a provocative look, as if to say: "Look, in the eyes of your grandson, you are worse than me!"

Qian Daoliu's face turned pale, but he was also aware that he had always given Qianyu the impression of being an old stubborn person.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end he just sighed and shook his head.

"Forget it, forget it. Since the Angel God didn't perform any miracles, it means that the problem with the Son of God is not serious. All of you can go away!"

Qian Daoliu waved his hand, signaling the others present to leave.

When everyone heard this, they felt as if they had been pardoned. They all got up and left, not daring to stay any longer.

"What a miracle!" Qianyu slapped away Bibi Dong's hand that was on his waist and returned to his cold and distant expression.

Bibi Dong's hand froze in mid-air, a hint of hurt flashed across her eyes, but she quickly regained her composure.

"Nothing, just a holy baptism to expel the filthy soul beast's residual soul for you, but now it seems to have failed."

Bibi Dong turned to look at Qianyu, her eyes narrowed slightly, instantly penetrating his spiritual sea of consciousness and seeing Gu Yuena who was secretly grieving.

When she saw Qianyu and Gu Yuena kissing each other just now, she almost couldn't help but tear that woman into pieces.

But he also knew that if he really dared to do that, then the relationship between him and Xiaoyu would completely reach freezing point.

By then, it would just be a waste of money for the two silver dragon incarnations.

"So this isn't a funeral for me?"

Qianyu said this as she moved away from Bibi Dong calmly.

Bibi Dong looked at Qianyu who deliberately kept a distance, and couldn't help feeling bitter in her heart.

But she still forced a smile and said, "Of course not, but since you have been unconscious for so long, you must be hungry. Mom will ask someone to prepare some food."

Qianyu frowned when he heard that. He was about to refuse, but his stomach growled, making him feel embarrassed.

Seeing this, Bibi Dong curled up the corner of her mouth into a smile. Then, ignoring everyone's gazes, she took Qianyu's hand and walked out of the Angel Temple.

Qianyu's body suddenly stiffened, but thinking that his life and Gu Yuena's life were in the hands of this madman, he could only let him drag him away unwillingly.

Qian Daoliu looked at their departing backs, his expression somewhat uncertain.

"Old Deng, which direction is the Saint Son's room?"

The kind goddess pretended to be casual and asked.

"Lao Deng! What's this name? Please call me the Great Priest."

Qian Daoliu's brows twitched wildly, but he was not really angry.

After all, this person is the chosen one of God who even Bibi Dong wants to win over, so he naturally doesn't dare to offend him easily.

"Oh, High Priest, I'm just asking casually. After all, His Royal Highness the Saint Son doesn't seem to be very happy, and I want to go and enlighten him." The kind goddess blinked and said innocently.

Hearing this, Qian Daoliu couldn't help but mutter to himself, "I think the guidance is fake, and the real purpose is to covet my grandson's body."

Although he was somewhat speechless in his heart, he said calmly:
"The Son of God's room is the second one on the east side of the Pope's Palace, but... but I advise you to stay away from him, otherwise Bibi Dong will not let you go." Qian Daoliu's voice carried a hint of warning.

The kind goddess smiled slightly, as if she had not heard Qian Daoliu's warning, and turned to walk towards the east side of the Pope's Palace. (End of this chapter)