Chapter 392 Daoliu kneels in front of Bibi Dong like a dog barking like a dog, and Dong'er, who
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Ying Zi Xie Xiao Shuo
"Boom..."
A bottomless pit was smashed into the entire top of Jujian Mountain...
In an instant, he went from a thousand meters above the sky to falling into the mud. Qian Daoliu, who was still exercising the angel's real body just now, and holding the angel's holy sword, didn't even react. He felt a blackness in front of his eyes, and his whole head hurt like it was cracked , the whole body's divine power was instantly dissipated.
And that slender beautiful leg stepped on the high-heeled shoes, still casually stepping on Qian Daoliu's head.
The owner of these long legs is naturally our domineering queen Bibi Dong.
It's a pity that Qian Daoliu didn't even have the strength to raise his head to look, his face had already been deeply stepped into the mud, just like how he treated silly Tang San back then.
"What... no... no..."
Qian Daoliu wailed weakly, but he couldn't make any sound, his whole body was shaking violently.
The Angel Temple, which was originally high above, enshrined Qian Daoliu, but now it turned out to be like a down and out old beggar.
"The speed at that moment, and far exceeding the speed of sound, is even faster than the Fengshen Zhan I used back then."
Looking at Qian Daoliu who was stepped on by Bibi Dong in the dirt, Luo Chen couldn't help sighing when he thought of the moment just now when Bibi Dong's domineering long legs hit the air.
"Yeah, even I didn't see it clearly, this is the current strength of the master..."
The girl in black gauze also said lightly.
"Actually, Qian Daoliu just now is already very strong. If I were replaced, I would not be able to compete with him. Unfortunately, the gap between him and the master is still so huge. This is the gap between a human being and a god... even if it is a demigod The body is far from being able to compete with the real divine body."
"yes……"
Luo Chen nodded and said nothing more.
Qian Daoliu, whose head was trampled into the mud, didn't realize what had just happened until then.
Unexpectedly, his angel avatar was broken in an instant by Bibi Dong's divine weapon, the Rakshasa Scythe, and at the same time, he stepped on his forehead fiercely, instantly knocking him from the distance of a thousand meters. Kicked to the ground high in the air.
The only remaining divine power in his body was also swallowed up by Bibi Dong, almost nothing left.
In this case, he couldn't even defeat the Killing Messenger Hei Sha Girl, who was also at the peak of level 99, let alone Bibi Dong who was far from exerting her full strength.
Qian Daoliu, with his old face lying in the mud, couldn't help laughing at himself. Originally, he thought that he could fight Bibi Dong with the angelic sword and part of the angelic power, but he didn't expect the reality to be so cruel.
After struggling for a few seconds, Qian Daoliu finally made a humiliating sound.
"Forget it, Bibi Dong, now that I fall into your hands, I, Qian Daoliu, also recognize it... No wonder my son said you were the most powerful genius and the most powerful saint in my Spirit Hall. ...You have already killed my son, I hope you can also let go of your hatred towards my angel clan, at least don't transfer that hatred to Xiaoxue, she is yours after all..."
"what……"
Qian Daoliu just wanted to say, after all, she is your biological daughter, but before he could finish, he let out a scream.
One of his arms was cut off instantly by a scythe flying from Bibi Dong's back, bleeding profusely.
That is part of the Rakshasa Demon Scythe which is divided into 6 Demon Scythes.
Qian Daoliu's severed arm exploded into blood mist, and blood flowed from the broken arm.
Qian Daoliu wailed in pain while lying in the mud, his old face gradually turned into a mask of pain, just like Tang Hao back then.
Yes, with the help of Luo Chen, Bibi Dong is now so powerful that no one can beat her, so anyone who provokes her is a horrible sight...
Of course, this is also Qian Daoliu's fault, this old bastard is not very sensible, even mentioning the events of the past, that is Bibi Dong's sore spot.
It wasn't until Qian Daoliu was completely speechless that Bibi Dong responded in a cold voice.
"Qian Daoliu... What qualifications do you have to negotiate with me? You also have no qualifications to ask me to let go of your angel family, let alone mention Xiaoxue. No matter how I treat her, this is between me and her. Now you It's just a dog that will die at any time, just like those old guys in the hall of worship who are also dogs. If you are willing to be dogs obediently, I can keep you in the hall of elders to guard the door. If you If you don’t want to be a dog, then go to die now...Go to that world to reunite with your son Chihiro Ji, and let him know that I can not only kill him, but also kill you as a father..."
Originally, Qian Daoliu was still a bit awesome just now, and he still had the arrogance of being the great priest of Limit Douluo in his heart.
But at this time, one arm was broken in an instant, and after hearing what Bibi Dong said at this time, his heart immediately collapsed, and old tears almost flowed out.
Especially thinking of his granddaughter Qian Renxue.
That's right, Qian Daoliu, who is old enough to have a son, no longer has a son. He has experienced that kind of grief and pain, and now he doesn't want to have a granddaughter anymore.
The most important thing is that he has to let the angel family pass on.
Therefore, he had to watch his granddaughter Qian Renxue become a god smoothly.
At that moment, to make Qian Renxue a god was the greatest wish in his heart.
And if he died now, without his guidance, Qian Renxue would not be able to become a god, and his lifelong long-cherished wish would be ruined once.
Thinking of this, Qian Daoliu finally made a choice. He gritted his teeth hard, endured the infinite humiliation and pain in his heart, and said humiliatingly with his last voice.
"No... no... Bibi Dong, I, Qian Daoliu, would like to be a dog, and I would like to be your dog. I am the same as them. We are all just your dogs. Please spare me Qian Daoliu's life as a dog, and let me Stay in the Hall of Elders to open the door, or stay in this giant sword mountain to watch the door..."
Although Qian Daoliu's voice was unclear and trembling, Bibi Dong could still hear what he said clearly, including Luo Chen, Lan Nuo, and Xiao Wu.
Hearing these words, a playful and satisfied smile finally appeared on Bibi Dong's beautiful face, but accompanied by the cold aura that pervaded her body, it seemed a little weird and scary.
"I really didn't expect that the great enshrined in the Temple of Angels, one of the legendary three peerless Douluo on the mainland, and the great elder of my Wuhun Temple, would now be willing to obediently be a dog. Are you really willing to be a watchdog? Do you want to be like them, kneel in front of me, bark a few times obediently, show your loyalty, behave like a watchdog, so... I can consider keeping this dog here as a watchdog ..."
Hearing Bibi Dong's words, Qian Daoliu who was lying on the ground couldn't bear it any longer, his body trembled violently, and the angelic costume almost shattered, but he still held back.
For a strong man, a scholar can be killed but cannot be humiliated. No strong man is willing to be insulted like this, even if it means death.
If Qian Daoliu had no worries and no ties in his heart, then he must have killed himself now, and he would not be willing to be a watchdog.
But now, he still has the mission of the angel clan in his heart, as well as the long-cherished wish of Qian Renxue to become a god.
If this cannot be done, he will not be able to rest in peace even if he dies.
Even more speechless to face the Angel God...
So after thinking about it, Qian Daoliu still humiliated and responded with a trembling voice.
"I am willing to be a watchdog. I, Qian Daoliu, like being a dog very much. I implore the Queen Pope, please let me, Qian Daoliu, the watchdog, stay here to watch the gate. I am willing to express all my loyalty."
"Very good...then kneel in front of me and make some good noises."
While talking, Bibi Dong removed the long legs that were stepping on Qian Daoliu's head, looked at him indifferently, and said.
"Be sure to yell a few more times, imitate it a little bit, if you don't imitate it...you will die."
At this time, Qian Daoliu had already started to scold his mother in his heart, he never thought that he would have such an encounter in his life.
But there was no way, Qian Daoliu didn't want to die now, so he could only forcefully endure the pain to get up, and then slowly knelt down in front of Bibi Dong.
At this time, Qian Daoliu didn't dare to look at Bibi Dong's beautiful and enchanting face, nor did he dare to look at Bibi Dong's slender legs, because that leg almost kicked him to death just now.
He could only kneel in humiliation, then slowly bent down and kowtowed.
In fact, Qian Daoliu was extremely unwilling, because his seniority was much older than Bibi Dong, and he vaguely remembered that when Bibi Dong was brought to the Hall of Spirits by his son Qian Xunji, she was still a teenage girl .
At that time, Bibi Dong was the saint of Wuhun Temple, pure and beautiful, and his son Qian Xunji was the Pope of Wuhun Temple.
And he, Qian Daoliu, is the Supreme Emperor of Wuhun Hall.
But he didn't expect that at his age of 120, he would be used as a watchdog by the saint of the Wuhun Temple, who was still a girl at the time, and would kneel and kowtow to her, barking like a dog.
Qian Daoliu really didn't expect him to experience such humiliation...
"It's really feng shui. It's good fortune. There's no way. For Qian Renxue, I can only find a way to save this old life for the time being."
Qian Daoliu thought to himself, then finally endured the pain in his arm, and knocked his head heavily on the ground.
"Boom... bang... bang..."
After Qian Daoliu kowtowed three times in a row in front of Bibi Dong, he raised his old face, resisted the humiliation and pain in his heart, and yelled what he didn't want to shout.
"Wang Wang Wang Wang Wang..."
Yes, wearing a golden armor, Qian Daoliu, who looked noble and powerful, actually knelt in front of Bibi Dong at this time, and began to bark like a dog.
A bottomless pit was smashed into the entire top of Jujian Mountain...
In an instant, he went from a thousand meters above the sky to falling into the mud. Qian Daoliu, who was still exercising the angel's real body just now, and holding the angel's holy sword, didn't even react. He felt a blackness in front of his eyes, and his whole head hurt like it was cracked , the whole body's divine power was instantly dissipated.
And that slender beautiful leg stepped on the high-heeled shoes, still casually stepping on Qian Daoliu's head.
The owner of these long legs is naturally our domineering queen Bibi Dong.
It's a pity that Qian Daoliu didn't even have the strength to raise his head to look, his face had already been deeply stepped into the mud, just like how he treated silly Tang San back then.
"What... no... no..."
Qian Daoliu wailed weakly, but he couldn't make any sound, his whole body was shaking violently.
The Angel Temple, which was originally high above, enshrined Qian Daoliu, but now it turned out to be like a down and out old beggar.
"The speed at that moment, and far exceeding the speed of sound, is even faster than the Fengshen Zhan I used back then."
Looking at Qian Daoliu who was stepped on by Bibi Dong in the dirt, Luo Chen couldn't help sighing when he thought of the moment just now when Bibi Dong's domineering long legs hit the air.
"Yeah, even I didn't see it clearly, this is the current strength of the master..."
The girl in black gauze also said lightly.
"Actually, Qian Daoliu just now is already very strong. If I were replaced, I would not be able to compete with him. Unfortunately, the gap between him and the master is still so huge. This is the gap between a human being and a god... even if it is a demigod The body is far from being able to compete with the real divine body."
"yes……"
Luo Chen nodded and said nothing more.
Qian Daoliu, whose head was trampled into the mud, didn't realize what had just happened until then.
Unexpectedly, his angel avatar was broken in an instant by Bibi Dong's divine weapon, the Rakshasa Scythe, and at the same time, he stepped on his forehead fiercely, instantly knocking him from the distance of a thousand meters. Kicked to the ground high in the air.
The only remaining divine power in his body was also swallowed up by Bibi Dong, almost nothing left.
In this case, he couldn't even defeat the Killing Messenger Hei Sha Girl, who was also at the peak of level 99, let alone Bibi Dong who was far from exerting her full strength.
Qian Daoliu, with his old face lying in the mud, couldn't help laughing at himself. Originally, he thought that he could fight Bibi Dong with the angelic sword and part of the angelic power, but he didn't expect the reality to be so cruel.
After struggling for a few seconds, Qian Daoliu finally made a humiliating sound.
"Forget it, Bibi Dong, now that I fall into your hands, I, Qian Daoliu, also recognize it... No wonder my son said you were the most powerful genius and the most powerful saint in my Spirit Hall. ...You have already killed my son, I hope you can also let go of your hatred towards my angel clan, at least don't transfer that hatred to Xiaoxue, she is yours after all..."
"what……"
Qian Daoliu just wanted to say, after all, she is your biological daughter, but before he could finish, he let out a scream.
One of his arms was cut off instantly by a scythe flying from Bibi Dong's back, bleeding profusely.
That is part of the Rakshasa Demon Scythe which is divided into 6 Demon Scythes.
Qian Daoliu's severed arm exploded into blood mist, and blood flowed from the broken arm.
Qian Daoliu wailed in pain while lying in the mud, his old face gradually turned into a mask of pain, just like Tang Hao back then.
Yes, with the help of Luo Chen, Bibi Dong is now so powerful that no one can beat her, so anyone who provokes her is a horrible sight...
Of course, this is also Qian Daoliu's fault, this old bastard is not very sensible, even mentioning the events of the past, that is Bibi Dong's sore spot.
It wasn't until Qian Daoliu was completely speechless that Bibi Dong responded in a cold voice.
"Qian Daoliu... What qualifications do you have to negotiate with me? You also have no qualifications to ask me to let go of your angel family, let alone mention Xiaoxue. No matter how I treat her, this is between me and her. Now you It's just a dog that will die at any time, just like those old guys in the hall of worship who are also dogs. If you are willing to be dogs obediently, I can keep you in the hall of elders to guard the door. If you If you don’t want to be a dog, then go to die now...Go to that world to reunite with your son Chihiro Ji, and let him know that I can not only kill him, but also kill you as a father..."
Originally, Qian Daoliu was still a bit awesome just now, and he still had the arrogance of being the great priest of Limit Douluo in his heart.
But at this time, one arm was broken in an instant, and after hearing what Bibi Dong said at this time, his heart immediately collapsed, and old tears almost flowed out.
Especially thinking of his granddaughter Qian Renxue.
That's right, Qian Daoliu, who is old enough to have a son, no longer has a son. He has experienced that kind of grief and pain, and now he doesn't want to have a granddaughter anymore.
The most important thing is that he has to let the angel family pass on.
Therefore, he had to watch his granddaughter Qian Renxue become a god smoothly.
At that moment, to make Qian Renxue a god was the greatest wish in his heart.
And if he died now, without his guidance, Qian Renxue would not be able to become a god, and his lifelong long-cherished wish would be ruined once.
Thinking of this, Qian Daoliu finally made a choice. He gritted his teeth hard, endured the infinite humiliation and pain in his heart, and said humiliatingly with his last voice.
"No... no... Bibi Dong, I, Qian Daoliu, would like to be a dog, and I would like to be your dog. I am the same as them. We are all just your dogs. Please spare me Qian Daoliu's life as a dog, and let me Stay in the Hall of Elders to open the door, or stay in this giant sword mountain to watch the door..."
Although Qian Daoliu's voice was unclear and trembling, Bibi Dong could still hear what he said clearly, including Luo Chen, Lan Nuo, and Xiao Wu.
Hearing these words, a playful and satisfied smile finally appeared on Bibi Dong's beautiful face, but accompanied by the cold aura that pervaded her body, it seemed a little weird and scary.
"I really didn't expect that the great enshrined in the Temple of Angels, one of the legendary three peerless Douluo on the mainland, and the great elder of my Wuhun Temple, would now be willing to obediently be a dog. Are you really willing to be a watchdog? Do you want to be like them, kneel in front of me, bark a few times obediently, show your loyalty, behave like a watchdog, so... I can consider keeping this dog here as a watchdog ..."
Hearing Bibi Dong's words, Qian Daoliu who was lying on the ground couldn't bear it any longer, his body trembled violently, and the angelic costume almost shattered, but he still held back.
For a strong man, a scholar can be killed but cannot be humiliated. No strong man is willing to be insulted like this, even if it means death.
If Qian Daoliu had no worries and no ties in his heart, then he must have killed himself now, and he would not be willing to be a watchdog.
But now, he still has the mission of the angel clan in his heart, as well as the long-cherished wish of Qian Renxue to become a god.
If this cannot be done, he will not be able to rest in peace even if he dies.
Even more speechless to face the Angel God...
So after thinking about it, Qian Daoliu still humiliated and responded with a trembling voice.
"I am willing to be a watchdog. I, Qian Daoliu, like being a dog very much. I implore the Queen Pope, please let me, Qian Daoliu, the watchdog, stay here to watch the gate. I am willing to express all my loyalty."
"Very good...then kneel in front of me and make some good noises."
While talking, Bibi Dong removed the long legs that were stepping on Qian Daoliu's head, looked at him indifferently, and said.
"Be sure to yell a few more times, imitate it a little bit, if you don't imitate it...you will die."
At this time, Qian Daoliu had already started to scold his mother in his heart, he never thought that he would have such an encounter in his life.
But there was no way, Qian Daoliu didn't want to die now, so he could only forcefully endure the pain to get up, and then slowly knelt down in front of Bibi Dong.
At this time, Qian Daoliu didn't dare to look at Bibi Dong's beautiful and enchanting face, nor did he dare to look at Bibi Dong's slender legs, because that leg almost kicked him to death just now.
He could only kneel in humiliation, then slowly bent down and kowtowed.
In fact, Qian Daoliu was extremely unwilling, because his seniority was much older than Bibi Dong, and he vaguely remembered that when Bibi Dong was brought to the Hall of Spirits by his son Qian Xunji, she was still a teenage girl .
At that time, Bibi Dong was the saint of Wuhun Temple, pure and beautiful, and his son Qian Xunji was the Pope of Wuhun Temple.
And he, Qian Daoliu, is the Supreme Emperor of Wuhun Hall.
But he didn't expect that at his age of 120, he would be used as a watchdog by the saint of the Wuhun Temple, who was still a girl at the time, and would kneel and kowtow to her, barking like a dog.
Qian Daoliu really didn't expect him to experience such humiliation...
"It's really feng shui. It's good fortune. There's no way. For Qian Renxue, I can only find a way to save this old life for the time being."
Qian Daoliu thought to himself, then finally endured the pain in his arm, and knocked his head heavily on the ground.
"Boom... bang... bang..."
After Qian Daoliu kowtowed three times in a row in front of Bibi Dong, he raised his old face, resisted the humiliation and pain in his heart, and yelled what he didn't want to shout.
"Wang Wang Wang Wang Wang..."
Yes, wearing a golden armor, Qian Daoliu, who looked noble and powerful, actually knelt in front of Bibi Dong at this time, and began to bark like a dog.
