Douluo: Bibi Dong abused her, Gu Yuena raised her

The scarlet wedding dress fits her perfectly, outlining Hu Liena's graceful figure.

She had a dot of light red rouge on her lips, and some light red on the corners of her eyebrows and eyes. Her every frown and smile revealed her exquisite beauty.

She did not choose to cover her head with a red veil, but chose to show her most beautiful side to Qianyu.

With a smile in her eyes, she stared at the young man in the coffin.

"Am I pretty?"

"Humph, I think... you must be regretting this!"

"You have such a good wife like me, but you don't know how to cherish her."

"But it doesn't matter, you'll be mine soon."

“Remember me, this is the most beautiful moment of my life.

"In this life and the next, you can only be my husband."

At the end, Hu Liena's voice was choked with sobs.

With red eyes, she looked at the increasingly shorter steps and the gate of the Douluo Palace.

At this moment, she wished that this road could be longer and slower, so that she could look at the boy a few more times and engrave his appearance deeply in her heart.

……

As the team stopped, the door of Douluo Palace slowly opened.

Revealed was a ten-meter-tall angel statue and the tablets of hundreds of Titled Douluo around it.

Yu Xiaogang and Tang San were ultimately cowardly, or rather, they were suppressed before they could even cause any trouble.

At this moment, Tang San, Dai Mubai, Yu Xiaogang and the others all lowered their heads and knelt on the ground, not daring to utter even a harsh word.

It was only because the six great priests of the Spirit Hall appeared together, staring at them coldly with murderous intent in their eyes.

"Let me go, let me pass. Do you know who I am? I am the future god, how dare you stop me!"

"Humph! Obviously I am Xiaoyu's fiancée, and that woman is just a thief, a thief. Why can she stand by Xiaoyu's side?"

Ning Rongrong was forcibly pressed to the ground by two Titled Douluo.

She kept struggling and roaring hysterically. Her delicate makeup had long been ruined, and tears and dirt mixed on her face, making her look particularly miserable.

"Rongrong, stop messing around... Dear seniors, I am a young girl who is not very sensible. I hope you can forgive me."

Ning Fengzhi hurried forward, pulled back Ning Rongrong who was trying to rush forward, and smiled apologetically.

"Hmph, the chief priest has issued a death order today. No one is allowed to disturb His Highness's peace. Otherwise, they will be killed without mercy. Sect Master Ning, you'd better keep an eye on your daughter. Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude."

Golden Crocodile Douluo said in a cold voice, his voice was like ice, making people shudder.

Ning Rongrong was frightened so much that his face turned pale. He didn't dare to act foolishly anymore and could only let Ning Fengzhi pull him back to the crowd watching the ceremony.

Suddenly, there was a commotion among the crowd. They stared at the two sacred artifacts buried in the coffin, their eyes filled with confusion and shock.

"It is a divine weapon after all! It is such a waste to use it as a burial object. If it can stay in the Spirit Hall, it will surely become the treasure of our hall and help our Spirit Hall stand firm for thousands of years!"

In the crowd, an elder from the Spirit Hall muttered to himself, his eyes filled with pain.

"Golden Crocodile, isn't this move by the High Priest inappropriate? After all, divine weapons are hard to come by..."

Guangling Douluo couldn't help but speak, with a hint of hesitation and confusion in his tone.

As if seeing through his thoughts, Golden Crocodile Douluo said calmly: "The artifact has a spirit and will choose its master. Since it has chosen Qianyu, it is his. What's wrong with it accompanying him after death?"

Whether it was the Silver Dragon Ring or the Sword of Destruction, they both represented the power of two supreme gods. And one of them was watching at the funeral?
Given the situation, who would dare to touch these two magical weapons?

Upon hearing this, Guangling Douluo could only shut his mouth in disappointment and dared not say anything more.

……

Inside the Douluo Palace, Qian Daoliu knelt in front of the angel statue. His entire body seemed hollowed out, staring blankly ahead.

At this moment, his heart was filled with endless sorrow, and he secretly hated himself for being so incompetent.

He could only watch his grandson being toyed around by those women and eventually end up like this.

"Have you really decided? You still have a chance to regret it now."

Qian Daoliu's voice was majestic and calm. He slowly turned his head and looked at Hu Liena.

He knew that once Hu Liena nodded, she would never be able to marry anyone else in her life, and would stay in the Spirit Hall forever as Qianyu's widow.

"Grandpa, I am willing to be his wife. I love him and I am willing to accompany him on his final journey."

Hu Liena finally burst into tears and sobbed.

She knelt in front of Qian Daoliu, her eyes full of determination and persistence.

Before Qian Daoliu could respond, a figure suddenly rushed in from outside the door.

The speed was so fast that the guards didn't have time to react.

"I disagree. I absolutely disagree."

"Grandpa, you can't let this woman defile Xiaoyu. Who is she? Is she worthy of being Xiaoyu's wife?"

Qian Renxue suddenly rushed out, her eyes were red and her face was covered with tears. She pointed at Hu Liena and shouted sharply.

After saying that, she rushed towards Qianyu's body. Looking at the lifeless face of the boy, she was heartbroken and her whole heart seemed to be torn apart.

"Xiao Yu, how could you abandon me? How could you marry her?"

Qian Renxue cried and her tears kept falling. She held Qianyu's hand tightly, and her fingertips turned white from the force.

But no matter how much she cried, Qianyu still showed no signs of waking up.

The little guy who once hid under the bed, who was abused and covered with scars, and looked at him with clear and slightly fearful eyes, now lies here quietly, and will never open his eyes again, and will never smile at him again.

No matter how much you refuse to admit it or how much you dare not face the reality, this will not change.

--asphyxia.

It was like falling into the deep sea, all the light and warmth were taken away, leaving only coldness and despair.

Qian Renxue felt that she had lost all her strength, her brain was dizzy and she couldn't think, so she could only let Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong pull her away.

But her eyes were still fixed on Qianyu, then she suddenly turned to Bibi Dong and grabbed her collar.

"It's you... it's you, right? It must be you, a lunatic, who made Xiaoyu become like this. Why did you treat him like this? What did he do wrong? Why are you so cruel?"

Qian Renxue's eyes were wide open and her face was ferocious. She seemed to have lost her mind and kept punching and kicking Bibi Dong, venting the pain and anger in her heart.

Bibi Dong let her beat and scold her without any expression on her face. She just looked at Qian Renxue coldly until she was tired and sat on the ground, then she slowly spoke.

"Qian Renxue, what do you think this place is? Where can you mess around like that? Get out of here right now!"

(End of this chapter)