Chapter 77 Seeing the Secret Room Again
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Ru Shu Xun Meng
After that, Wuhun Palace held an extremely grand funeral for Qian Xunji.
The entire funeral lasted for a week, and families of all sizes came to Wuhun City to pay their respects to the former pope.
It even includes people from the upper three sects, but of course their purpose is not simple.
Their insiders in Wuhun City have already reported the changes in Wuhun City back to their respective sects.
They also want to know what happened in Wuhun City, and whether the great priest in Wuhun Palace has died.
What makes the members of each family strange is that the guardian saint of Wuhun City was defeated by a mysterious strong man in full view of the public some time ago.
But at Qian Xunji's funeral, he appeared peacefully, as if nothing had happened, it was just that his son had died.
Wuhun Hall is still the same Wuhun Hall, and the group of people at the top still haven’t changed in any way.
This can't help but make these family members suspicious of life. Is the news from the insider wrong?
Originally, it was planned that if Wuhun City weakened, all the major families would besiege Wuhun City together and seize the resources of Wuhun City across the continent.
But now Wuhun Palace still seems to be a behemoth, and under the governance of the female pope, Wuhun Palace has a faint trend of prosperity.
On the last day of Qian Xunji's funeral, he was buried on the top of the mountain in the north of Wuhun City in full view of everyone.
The implication is that Qian Xunji can watch Wuhun Palace and Wuhun City prosper after death.
That night, Wang Jingyu used the virtualization function of Shenwei to sneak into Qianxunji's tomb without anyone noticing and brought his body out.
The entire tombstone is still in good condition, and there is no trace of any human intervention. Even if Qian Daoliu comes here, it is absolutely impossible to see anything strange.
The Pope's Palace, in the secret room.
Qianxunji was lying on his back on the cold ground, tied up with five flowers, and a piece of cloth was stuffed in his mouth. He had just woken up and hadn't figured out what was going on.
Shouldn't he be dead?He remembered that he was hit by a mysterious strong man with his head against the wall.
Why is he still alive now?No matter how you look at the position you are in now, it feels a bit familiar.
He tried his best to turn his neck, trying to see what was around him, and looked at it for a long time.
He finally thought that this was the place where he had imprisoned Bibi Dong.
He suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis. He tried desperately to struggle, shouting "wuwuwu..." in his mouth.
But a piece of cloth was blocked in his mouth, making his voice undetectable even ten meters away.
At this moment, the sound of "ta da da da..." high heels hitting the floor reached his ears.
Then, a melodious sound like an oriole came.
"Haha, dear teacher, are you finally awake?"
But in Qianxunji's ears, such a melodious and sweet voice sounded like the King of Hell was asking for his life.
His eyes widened instantly, revealing infinite fear.
He saw Bibi Dong walking up to him, looking down at him with a teasing smile on her lips.
"Teacher, why do you see me as if I'm seeing a ghost? How could you do this? This will hurt my disciple's heart."
"Woooooooo..."
Qian Xunji kept trying to beg Bibi Dong to let him go, but the piece of cloth blocking his mouth kept him from saying even a single word.
"Teacher, don't be nervous. What are you afraid of? This disciple is not a tiger and will not eat you. Besides, you are just a waste without soul power now.
I have no interest in devouring you, so don't worry, I won't kill you for the time being. I'm waiting for someone. I've sent someone to inform her, and she will come to see you die soon. "
Waiting for someone?who?
Qian Xunji's head was filled with questions, and his eyes were filled with fear and a bit of doubt.
Wang Jingyu who was on the side stepped forward, took Bibi Dong into his arms, lowered his head and kissed her tenderly on her red lips.
"Dong'er, would you be too harsh if you really call her here? After all, she is also the daughter of the former pope.
In order to keep her identity secret, Qian Daoliu didn't let her come back to attend her father's funeral, but you asked her to come all the way back to kill her father, which seems unkind. "
Bibi Dong covered her mouth and chuckled, her eyes full of teasing.
"This has nothing to do with me. She asked me for it herself. I just try my best to meet the child's request."
"You are really a bad woman, but the badder you are, the more I like you."
Wang Jingyu lifted her hair from her forehead and kissed her as white as jade, which made Bibi Dong smile.
Qian Xunji listened to their conversation and felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. He already understood who Bibi Dong wanted to wait for.
That person was none other than the only bloodline he left in the world, the daughter who had never fulfilled his father's responsibilities for a day since she came into the world.
He even thought that the daughter's mother had a low status and was not worthy of him at all, so he killed her mother himself.
Since this child was born, she has not had the care of her father and mother. If her only grandfather had not cared so much for her, she would have starved to death.
Now that his daughter had to come all the way back to seek revenge on him, Qian Xunji felt as if his heart had gone cold.
Bibi Dong looked at Qian Xunji's frightened eyes, her eyes were filled with amusement.
"Teacher, don't be afraid, at least you can live for a few more days, and don't expect anyone to save you now.
Now the entire Wuhun Palace has fallen into our hands, even your father has surrendered to us.
What's more, you have long been dead in the eyes of outsiders, and your funeral has been given a grand ceremony, so you should be satisfied. "
After Bibi Dong finished speaking, she covered Qian Xunji's eyes with a piece of black cloth.
He directly led Wang Jingyu out of the secret room and closed the door to the secret room, leaving only the terrified Qian Xunji shivering in the secret room.
Seeing Bibi Dong's eagerness to try, Wang Jingyu couldn't complain and asked her tentatively.
"Dong'er, do you really trust Qian Renxue's child? Aren't you afraid that she will eventually worry about the relationship between father and daughter and report this matter to her grandfather? Even if he surrenders to us, I'm afraid he will have a grudge."
Unexpectedly, Bibi Dong shook her head and replied with a firm tone.
"Jingyu, don't you know this? If a woman is ruthless, she can deny her relatives.
When Qian Xunji killed the child's mother, he showed no mercy and never fulfilled his father's responsibilities to her. "
Bibi Dong sneered ferociously.
"That child's hatred for Qian Xunji is no less than mine, or even more so. At least I have felt the teacher's care for me.
But that child has never enjoyed her father's love for a single moment, and the degree of distortion in her heart is unimaginable. "
Bibi Dong's expression suddenly became serious.
"Do you know the inheritance of Rakshasa God in me? That god once told me personally.
If it weren’t for the fact that the child is a Seraph Martial Spirit that conflicts with the Rakshasa God, otherwise the Rakshasa God’s best choice would be that child instead of me!Because there is only hatred in her heart, no love! "
The entire funeral lasted for a week, and families of all sizes came to Wuhun City to pay their respects to the former pope.
It even includes people from the upper three sects, but of course their purpose is not simple.
Their insiders in Wuhun City have already reported the changes in Wuhun City back to their respective sects.
They also want to know what happened in Wuhun City, and whether the great priest in Wuhun Palace has died.
What makes the members of each family strange is that the guardian saint of Wuhun City was defeated by a mysterious strong man in full view of the public some time ago.
But at Qian Xunji's funeral, he appeared peacefully, as if nothing had happened, it was just that his son had died.
Wuhun Hall is still the same Wuhun Hall, and the group of people at the top still haven’t changed in any way.
This can't help but make these family members suspicious of life. Is the news from the insider wrong?
Originally, it was planned that if Wuhun City weakened, all the major families would besiege Wuhun City together and seize the resources of Wuhun City across the continent.
But now Wuhun Palace still seems to be a behemoth, and under the governance of the female pope, Wuhun Palace has a faint trend of prosperity.
On the last day of Qian Xunji's funeral, he was buried on the top of the mountain in the north of Wuhun City in full view of everyone.
The implication is that Qian Xunji can watch Wuhun Palace and Wuhun City prosper after death.
That night, Wang Jingyu used the virtualization function of Shenwei to sneak into Qianxunji's tomb without anyone noticing and brought his body out.
The entire tombstone is still in good condition, and there is no trace of any human intervention. Even if Qian Daoliu comes here, it is absolutely impossible to see anything strange.
The Pope's Palace, in the secret room.
Qianxunji was lying on his back on the cold ground, tied up with five flowers, and a piece of cloth was stuffed in his mouth. He had just woken up and hadn't figured out what was going on.
Shouldn't he be dead?He remembered that he was hit by a mysterious strong man with his head against the wall.
Why is he still alive now?No matter how you look at the position you are in now, it feels a bit familiar.
He tried his best to turn his neck, trying to see what was around him, and looked at it for a long time.
He finally thought that this was the place where he had imprisoned Bibi Dong.
He suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis. He tried desperately to struggle, shouting "wuwuwu..." in his mouth.
But a piece of cloth was blocked in his mouth, making his voice undetectable even ten meters away.
At this moment, the sound of "ta da da da..." high heels hitting the floor reached his ears.
Then, a melodious sound like an oriole came.
"Haha, dear teacher, are you finally awake?"
But in Qianxunji's ears, such a melodious and sweet voice sounded like the King of Hell was asking for his life.
His eyes widened instantly, revealing infinite fear.
He saw Bibi Dong walking up to him, looking down at him with a teasing smile on her lips.
"Teacher, why do you see me as if I'm seeing a ghost? How could you do this? This will hurt my disciple's heart."
"Woooooooo..."
Qian Xunji kept trying to beg Bibi Dong to let him go, but the piece of cloth blocking his mouth kept him from saying even a single word.
"Teacher, don't be nervous. What are you afraid of? This disciple is not a tiger and will not eat you. Besides, you are just a waste without soul power now.
I have no interest in devouring you, so don't worry, I won't kill you for the time being. I'm waiting for someone. I've sent someone to inform her, and she will come to see you die soon. "
Waiting for someone?who?
Qian Xunji's head was filled with questions, and his eyes were filled with fear and a bit of doubt.
Wang Jingyu who was on the side stepped forward, took Bibi Dong into his arms, lowered his head and kissed her tenderly on her red lips.
"Dong'er, would you be too harsh if you really call her here? After all, she is also the daughter of the former pope.
In order to keep her identity secret, Qian Daoliu didn't let her come back to attend her father's funeral, but you asked her to come all the way back to kill her father, which seems unkind. "
Bibi Dong covered her mouth and chuckled, her eyes full of teasing.
"This has nothing to do with me. She asked me for it herself. I just try my best to meet the child's request."
"You are really a bad woman, but the badder you are, the more I like you."
Wang Jingyu lifted her hair from her forehead and kissed her as white as jade, which made Bibi Dong smile.
Qian Xunji listened to their conversation and felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. He already understood who Bibi Dong wanted to wait for.
That person was none other than the only bloodline he left in the world, the daughter who had never fulfilled his father's responsibilities for a day since she came into the world.
He even thought that the daughter's mother had a low status and was not worthy of him at all, so he killed her mother himself.
Since this child was born, she has not had the care of her father and mother. If her only grandfather had not cared so much for her, she would have starved to death.
Now that his daughter had to come all the way back to seek revenge on him, Qian Xunji felt as if his heart had gone cold.
Bibi Dong looked at Qian Xunji's frightened eyes, her eyes were filled with amusement.
"Teacher, don't be afraid, at least you can live for a few more days, and don't expect anyone to save you now.
Now the entire Wuhun Palace has fallen into our hands, even your father has surrendered to us.
What's more, you have long been dead in the eyes of outsiders, and your funeral has been given a grand ceremony, so you should be satisfied. "
After Bibi Dong finished speaking, she covered Qian Xunji's eyes with a piece of black cloth.
He directly led Wang Jingyu out of the secret room and closed the door to the secret room, leaving only the terrified Qian Xunji shivering in the secret room.
Seeing Bibi Dong's eagerness to try, Wang Jingyu couldn't complain and asked her tentatively.
"Dong'er, do you really trust Qian Renxue's child? Aren't you afraid that she will eventually worry about the relationship between father and daughter and report this matter to her grandfather? Even if he surrenders to us, I'm afraid he will have a grudge."
Unexpectedly, Bibi Dong shook her head and replied with a firm tone.
"Jingyu, don't you know this? If a woman is ruthless, she can deny her relatives.
When Qian Xunji killed the child's mother, he showed no mercy and never fulfilled his father's responsibilities to her. "
Bibi Dong sneered ferociously.
"That child's hatred for Qian Xunji is no less than mine, or even more so. At least I have felt the teacher's care for me.
But that child has never enjoyed her father's love for a single moment, and the degree of distortion in her heart is unimaginable. "
Bibi Dong's expression suddenly became serious.
"Do you know the inheritance of Rakshasa God in me? That god once told me personally.
If it weren’t for the fact that the child is a Seraph Martial Spirit that conflicts with the Rakshasa God, otherwise the Rakshasa God’s best choice would be that child instead of me!Because there is only hatred in her heart, no love! "
