#110 - Surrender or die, half a year
On a rugged and remote mountain road.
Several burly figures, with five or six spirit rings floating beneath their feet,
were engaged in a fierce battle.
Fist to fist, it was a contest of strength and physique.
The ape-like figures had clearly formed a circle of encirclement.
Working together to deal with the fierce-looking Spirit Emperor in the middle.
"Great Strength Vajra Bear?!"
Seeing the encircled person's spirit, Qian Renxue's eyes flashed with surprise.
Different departure times, different encounters?
Qian Renxue dispelled her Eye of Insight, narrowed her phoenix eyes, and slightly opened her mouth.
"Stop."
Yang Wushuang, acting as the coachman, immediately pulled the reins, bringing the carriage to a steady halt.
"Miss, are you going to take action?"
Yang Wushuang, next to him, Snake Lance turned his head and asked the carriage.
Qian Renxue had no trouble ordering around her two old subordinates, Snake Lance and Spiked Porcupine, and simply nodded slightly, calmly saying:
"Bring that person over."
Spiked Porcupine asked, "Miss, what should we do with the people from the Strength Clan?"
"Deal with them neatly and cleanly."
The small curtain on the carriage slowly fell.
Qian Renxue raised her soft hand and yawned lightly, without the slightest pity in her heart.
"Yes!"
Spirit Douluo Spiked Porcupine's spirits lifted, and he immediately responded.
He instructed Snake Lance Douluo, "She Long, protect the Miss."
"Don't worry, I'll make it quick."
Snake Lance nodded slightly.
Spiked Porcupine was indeed more skilled at destroying corpses and erasing traces.
After a brief exchange.
Spiked Porcupine immediately flew up, nine spirit rings rising beneath his feet.
He掠 towards the battlefield not far away.
Snake Lance sat on the carriage, on guard, preventing possible dangers from occurring around them.
"Ah—!"
In a few breaths.
A rough scream was heard, someone's chest was pierced by spikes.
"Who is it?!"
Tai Lei glared angrily.
Looking in the direction of the attack, his face instantly turned pale.
His bloodless, thick lips trembled.
His voice trembled.
"A, a Title Douluo!"
Before he could finish speaking, Spiked Porcupine gave him a response filled with cold killing intent.
The cold voice made everyone's heart sink like death.
"Seventh Spirit Ability, Spirit Avatar!"
"Ah—!"
Screams rose and fell.
Seeking a quick resolution, Spiked Porcupine activated his Spirit Avatar, crushing and melting their bodies.
This was a one-sided slaughter!
Inside the carriage.
Qian Renxue took out the candied hawthorns she had snatched from Qian Renjue yesterday when they parted.
Gently biting into the crystal clear, crispy candied coating.
Cracking sounds
seemed to interact with the screams outside.
After the sweetness, the hawthorns that made her teeth ache slightly refreshed Qian Renxue.
"So sour... I knew I shouldn't have snatched them, ha..."
Qian Renxue pursed her lips stained with sugar, plump and glossy.
In the time it took to eat a hawthorn.
Outside, only blood and clothing remained on the ground, becoming silent.
The air was filled with a bloody smell.
Thump!
The burly man who had been surrounded was thrown in front of the carriage by Spiked Porcupine.
Spiked Porcupine smiled and reported:
"Miss, the person has been brought over."
"Mm."
Qian Renxue sat in the carriage, her eyes seeming to see through the curtain.
Her vermilion lips parted slightly, her voice clear, cold, and majestic.
"Zhao Wuji, is it?"
Suddenly hearing his name.
The man kneeling on the ground, already injured, was full of surprise.
His fierce face and body.
In front of two Title Douluos, he couldn't be fierce no matter what.
He also had some guesses about the person before him
Title Douluos, if they appeared in other forces, he wouldn't have not heard of them.
Therefore
they could only come from the holy land of all the soul masters in the world.
The Spirit Hall!
Zhao Wuji, who roamed the soul master world alone, was no fool.
The bloody methods just now made him even more terrified.
He immediately bowed and respectfully replied.
"It is indeed me, Zhao Wuji, thank you, Lord, for saving my life."
"..."
The air suddenly fell silent for a moment.
Qian Renxue slowly and methodically finished the last few hawthorns.
Her eyes flickered slightly
At this time, Zhao Wuji had not yet feuded with the Spirit Hall.
Nor had he met Four-Eyed Cat Eagle
If used properly.
Perhaps they would be a good pair of eyes, if used well, they would also be a sharp blade.
Chirr!
A bamboo stick with a little bit of red suddenly fell from the window to the ground.
Zhao Wuji's prostrate body trembled, breaking out in a cold sweat.
A cold wind blew in his ear
"Two paths, submit... or... die!"
...
The morning sun was just right.
In the room, Qian Renjue was sitting cross-legged on Bibi Dong's bed.
The soul power in his body constantly flowed, slowly increasing.
The pitch-black Six-Winged Fallen Angel floated behind Qian Renjue.
The cold air was森然, and those blood-colored eyes were bewitching and corrupting.
Beneath him were three purple and one black, four spirit rings far exceeding the standard configuration.
Half a year had passed since Qian Renxue left.
In an instant.
The less than ten-year-old Qian Renjue was already a level 43 Spirit Grandmaster.
Bibi Dong's care and doting.
Made Qian Renjue, as the Holy Son, not have to participate too much in the affairs of the hall.
Clothes were brought to him, food was brought to his mouth.
Perfectly interpreting Qian Renjue's life in the past six months.
Tuk-tuk
A slight knock on the door sounded.
A pink afterimage poked its head out from the windowsill, then immediately disappeared.
"Squeak!"
The voice belonging to Soft Bone Rabbit sounded.
Only then was the door slowly pushed open, orange hair, a pink rabbit.
One up and one down, poked in from the outside.
A little bit of coldness rushed towards his face
Hu Liena stared straight at Qian Renjue, who was cultivating on the bed.
She softly reminded him:
"Senior brother~ It's time for breakfast."
"Okay."
Qian Renjue responded softly.
Slowly opening his eyes, the Six-Winged Fallen Angel behind him slowly dissipated.
He exhaled a long breath of turbid air.
"Squeak——!"
(Holy Son, that stinky fox has deducted most of Little Wu-jie's snacks again!)
Swish!
Soft Bone Rabbit immediately窜了进来, accusing Hu Liena of abusing it.
Raising its right front paw and pointing at Hu Liena, it kept squeaking.
Obviously.
This scene was not the first time.
Hu Liena immediately ran to Qian Renjue's side, holding his hand.
She explained:
"Senior brother, don't listen to this stupid rabbit's nonsense, it's too difficult to teach, it always likes to run around!"
"Squeak!"
(You little brat who hasn't been weaned, Little Wu-jie is about to fall asleep listening to your lectures!)
Looking at the rabbit's arrogant face.
Although Hu Liena couldn't understand, she also knew that it definitely didn't spit out ivory.
She frowned and asked for help:
"Senior brother, can you help Na Na translate?"
Smelling the rich milky fragrance on Hu Liena's body, Qian Renjue helplessly supported his forehead.
"Alright, stop arguing for now."
"Woo!"
When Qian Renjue's voice fell.
Soft Bone Rabbit immediately fell silent, putting away its arrogant face.
After staying for half a year.
It had long understood that although Qian Renjue was not the head of the house, he had the highest status.
It must not be offended.
Last time, it just accidentally kicked off Qian Renjue's bowl.
It was almost picked up by Bibi Dong by the ears, holding a knife,剁巴剁巴 under the oil pan.
Hu Liena also immediately quieted down.
As long as it was Qian Renjue's words, she would not disobey.
I wish you all a happy life!
