Douluo's Death Angel

Indifference mixed with hatred, this child!

"Mom." He called softly, his outstretched hands trembling, "My martial soul has awakened, are you happy?"

Facing her, his heart was full of fear.

This kind of indifference that resisted his approach made him terrified from the bottom of his heart, and he felt dispelled in his heart.

She didn't speak, and there was no expression on her beautiful face, and the noble temperament reflected invisibly made him feel cold.

Bibi Dong's indifference became something he was afraid of.

There is no child who does not yearn for his mother, but under the mother's indifference, he appears to be afraid.

Bibi Dong looked at him coldly, unmoved.

His hand stayed in the air for a long time, until he almost gave up, Bibi Dong opened his mouth.

"What martial spirit?"

Bibi Dong asked, causing his expression to change instantly, "Mutated martial soul, angel of death."

The four words Angel of Death successfully changed Bibi Dong's expression, surprise in her rose red eyes, "Isn't your spirit a seraph?"

The seraphim is passed down in the blood of thousands of families, and Bibi Dong knows the power of this martial soul.

Born at the twentieth level, he will win at the starting line as soon as he wakes up.

Now, there is actually a mutated martial soul.

"How much is your soul power innately awakened?" Bibi Dong asked, her beautiful face was serious.Martial souls mutate either towards the weak or the strong.

The seraph is originally a god-given martial soul, no matter how weak it mutates, it is reasonable to say that it will not be too weak.

"Mom, my soul power is level thirty." He was a little surprised by Bibi Dong's attitude, but he still spoke truthfully. He looked at Bibi Dong with expectant eyes, hoping to get a word of praise from her.

To his disappointment, Bibi Dong's expression remained unchanged, and her eyes were filled with tranquility.

"Innate level [-]?"

Bibi Dong murmured, "The mutation of your martial soul has something to do with mine?"

Although it is a word of question, it is a word of affirmation.

Bibi Dong's twin martial souls Death Spider Emperor and Soul Eater Spider Emperor are both dark-type martial souls, completely opposite to Seraphim.

She didn't expect that Qian Renling would mutate due to the attributes of her martial soul.

A sentence came to mind, most of the children's martial arts are inherited from their parents.

"Mom..." Qian Renling murmured, her golden eyes filled with confusion.

He couldn't understand Bibi Dong's attitude.

"Are you going to get the soul ring tomorrow?" Bibi Dong ignored his words and asked directly, "Who will take you there?"

Bibidong thinks that Yueguan and Ghost are more likely, they are the elders of Wuhundian.

"Father will take me there, will mother go?" Qian Renling asked, with anticipation in his eyes, he wanted Bibi Dong to go with him.

Under Bibi Dong's indifference, he thought that Bibi Dong didn't love him.

"No, you can go." Bibi Dong turned around and turned her back to him.

Bibi Dong hated Qian Renxue and Qian Renling.

These two children should never have been born.

She was able to talk to them because she kept suppressing the hatred in her heart.

"Mother……"

Qian Renling pursed her lips, her face showing frustration.

She never saw them.

Under Bibi Dong's indifference, he chose to leave.

Chapter 4 Jiuer

He sat on the golden steps, his small face wrinkled into a ball, showing his unhappiness.

There was a flash of pain in the golden eyes, why is she always so cold to herself?

He couldn't figure it out, and he was so frustrated that he dropped his little hands on the ground, his brows were tightly frowned, and his little mouth was almost ready to hold an oil can.

"what are you doing here?"

At this time, a childish and lively voice interrupted his thoughts.

Taking a closer look, it was a little girl with blue hair who had an immature but delicate face, doubts written in her big purple eyes, a doll in her hand, and twin ponytails.

"I, I was thinking about one thing." Qian Renling pursed her lips, feeling flustered in her heart.

"What's the matter?" The little girl frowned slightly, with surprise in her big eyes, "I thought someone as smart as A Ling wouldn't be troubled."

Hearing this, Qian Renling's expression changed instantly, and he coughed, "You idiot, who told you that!"

"Even smart people have troubles!"