Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Saint Master, Twelve Talismans Chaotic the Continent

Chapter 92 Qian Renxue's Defenses Are Broken

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"You're not a kid anymore, you should use your brain. Why are you making a fuss with her? It's only because of you that she's like this. If anyone else did this every few days, she would have stabbed them to death long ago."

"You really think she has a good temper?"

After figuring out the situation, Nan Feng carried the weak and listless Qian Renxue out of the back door of the Papal Palace.

"What's it to you?" Qian Renxue gritted her teeth, still unconvinced.

"I'm still your stepfather in name only, I can't just watch her stab you in the back," Nan Feng said.

"Stepfather my foot! I'm still your stepmother!" Qian Renxue cursed.

"..."

"Young people really don't know their own limitations." Nan Feng stopped in his tracks, tossed Qian Renxue into the air, and sent her into freefall.

"What are you going to do?" Qian Renxue stared stiffly at the large, golden stick in Nan Feng's hand.

"you……"

boom! ! !

After Qian Renxue landed at a suitable height, Nan Feng swung his staff, sending her flying up the mountain.

Seeing the bent pure gold baseball bat in his hand, Nan Feng had a thought and activated the Horse Talisman, instantly turning the damaged bat back into a brand new one.

"I was just trying to have a nice talk with you, and you're actually treating me like I'm easy to talk to..."

After watching the snowflakes fall on the mountain, Nan Feng shook his head and turned back to the Papal Palace.

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"So fast?"

Seeing Nan Feng return in just a few minutes, Bibi Dong had a bad feeling.

"Breaking a few of her bones should calm her down for a few days," Nan Feng said.

"How many?" Bibi Dong's eye twitched slightly. "Exactly how many?"

"Forearm fracture, upper arm fracture, comminuted fracture of the lower leg, thigh fracture, all ribs broken, skull and sternum also fractured," Nan Feng said.

"Don't worry, it's just a minor injury."

Bibi Dong's eyes twitched violently.

Minor injury?

In your eyes, as long as you don't die, it's just a minor injury, right?

She never hit that hard!

"What's wrong? Are you feeling sorry for me?" Nan Feng asked, puzzled.

"I wouldn't say I'm heartbroken, but..." Bibi Dong paused.

"She's most likely not going to let you off the hook now."

"I know." Nan Feng walked over and lay down on the sofa.

"Otherwise, why do you think I beat her up?"

Bibi Dong looked at her strangely, "You're not trying to motivate her, are you?"

"Of course, look at her, she has no motivation to cultivate. Her talent isn't particularly good to begin with, and she doesn't work hard. If I don't give her some motivation, I'm afraid Nana will surpass her," Nanfeng said.

Qian Renxue's innate level 20 includes ten levels of divinely bestowed soul power. However, those ten levels of divinely bestowed soul power do not enhance her own talent; they are merely a gift. Qian Renxue's own talent can only be considered that of a minor genius among innate level 10 individuals. She is slightly better than Qian Daoliu, but still far inferior to top-tier innate level 10 individuals like Bibi Dong.

"You're just asking for trouble." Bibi Dong shook her head.

"She's not so easy to deal with. The more you beat her, the more aggressive she becomes."

"Moreover, she has no self-awareness. Even if she knows she is no match for you, she will still bother you."

"That's because I'm annoyed by you," Nan Feng said.

"You can't even handle a young girl, or is it because she's your daughter that you can't bring yourself to do it?"

"She won't learn her lesson from a beating, so why not beat her harder?"

Bibi Dong was speechless. "Hit harder? How am I supposed to hit you? Do you think I'm like you?"

Nan Feng can use his full strength to bring someone to the brink of death, and then he can revive them to full health and continue beating them!

she?

Both of her martial souls are highly poisonous!

Each one is more dangerous than the last!

If she doesn't try her best to control her hands, Qian Renxue could poison her to death!

"If you cripple me, why don't you just let me come back and heal me?" Nan Feng said.

"I did have this plan today," Bibi Dong said.

"Then why didn't you make a move just now?" Nan Feng asked, puzzled.

"Now that you're back, of course you should make the move. This will draw her attention away and give me some peace and quiet," Bibi Dong said matter-of-factly.

"..."

"where did you go?"

"Bring her back from the mountain, heal her, and then tell her that everything that just happened was at your behest."

"Weren't you going to be her motivation?"

"I think you're more suited to play this hateful role."

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About ten minutes later, Nan Feng picked up Qian Renxue, who was paralyzed on one side, from the mountain.

"Xiaoxue, you have to believe me. Everything that just happened was at her instigation. I had my reasons." Nanfeng looked at Qian Renxue, who was lying on the sofa and couldn't even move her head, with a pained expression.

"It hurts me as much as it hurts you!"

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"..."

Qian Renxue gritted her teeth, her eyes red, unable to speak.

It hurts so much!

My whole body is shattered!

That bastard went for the kill!

"Look, she's so moved she's about to cry." Nan Feng pointed at Qian Renxue, who was trying her best not to shed tears, and looked at Bibi Dong.

"..." Bibi Dong.

Can't you tell she's crying because of the pain?

"Xiaoxue, remember this: if you want to be wronged, wrong her. She's the one who made me do it!" Nanfeng said, pointing at Bibi Dong.

"If you know, just shake your head. If you don't believe me, then don't move, okay?"

As they spoke, Nan Feng pressed down on Qian Renxue's head to prevent her from moving around.

"Hey! That's right!"

"Blame her! It's all that wicked woman's fault!"

"Waaah!" Overwhelmed with anger, Qian Renxue finally let her tears fall.

She simply couldn't believe that such a shameless bastard existed in this world!

"Sigh, don't cry. I know you're touched, but there's no need to express it this way. It's not pretty for a little girl to cry too much." Nan Feng tenderly wiped away Qian Renxue's tears.

"Besides, if you cry yourself blind, you won't be able to get married."

"ah!!"

Completely overwhelmed, Qian Renxue burst into tears.

"Stop playing around!" Bibi Dong, her face darkening, pulled Nan Feng, who was about to continue teasing Qian Renxue, up.

"Get her treated quickly!"

She had been beaten up six times, and Qian Renxue had never cried like this before!

This time, I'm truly at my breaking point!

"Okay, okay." Nan Feng shrugged.

"I knew it. In this Papal Palace, I'm just a miserable tool, summoned at will and dismissed at will. They pull me in when they want to use me, and kick me aside when they're done. My life is just like that..."

Bibi Dong's eye twitched. "I'll wear it for you, okay?"

Nan Feng raised an eyebrow. "Which set?"

Bibi Dong took a deep breath. "You choose."

"Then I'll pick out a few more sets."

"You...you're something else!"

"You said it yourself!" Nan Feng's expression turned serious. He kissed Bibi Dong on the cheek, then turned around and patted Qian Renxue, who was wailing on the sofa, completely healing her serious injuries.

"..."

Qian Renxue was stunned.

She was both shocked by her own sudden recovery from severe injuries and bewildered by the intimate contact between Nan Feng and Bibi Dong.

No, you two are really together?!

Picking out several more sets? You guys are playing this fancy game!

(End of this chapter)