The moon that had just been hanging high in the sky was instantly shrouded in dark clouds, and a white light flashed across the sky, making Qianjie's face look like a madman.
boom!
There was a heart-stopping sound of thunder.
Then……
Then it disappeared, it was just thunder but no rain.
The so-called treating Douluo Star as the God King in the back garden can't do anything to Thousand Tribulations.
At least in this era, he doesn't have one hand to control the sky. If he wants to intervene in the affairs of Douluo Planet, he can only do it through his subordinates;
At least he has nothing to do about the Thousand Tribulations. He may not be able to see it, or he may only be able to watch due to some reasons - for example, the God Realm is actually incomplete, and the number of gods it can accommodate is limited. If it can't be replenished, at least ten thousand years will definitely not be enough.
A layman's understanding is that in the God Realm, the gods are like carrots and pits. The loss of one is a huge loss to the God Realm. Tens of thousands of years ago, two first-level gods suddenly and permanently disappeared. Some gods who only care about the divine world may have been very angry.
Now that one of them finally has hope of re-inheriting, how can someone be allowed to do whatever he wants to someone who claims to have a mind as broad as the ocean, but in fact, even the virus cannot crawl through it?
Perhaps it is subject to greater vigilance and restrictions than ever before.
Angel inheritors may attract some attention and encounter many risks, but they are also an identity that can avoid the greatest crisis.
Of course, all the above are reasonable speculations made by Qianjie through the original work and the information collected over the past ten years. I don’t know what actually happened.
But one thing is certain, that is, this thing has no impact on Qianjie's own survival. Qianjie could just point his nose and scold him, but nothing would happen.
——The blood of a mangy dog is sprinkled on the statue of the Holy Spirit.
So when Qianjie confirmed this, he immediately began to absorb the angel's inherited soul bones and prepared to touch his cake.
Make the most reasonable plan, and then take the first step without hesitation.
"Heir of Wuhun Palace?" Qianjie mentioned the identity last, confirming the identity he considered the most important.
But there was no shock on Huo Yun'er's face, and his tone was very calm.
Neither were the five men and women in black opposite.
They weren't even as shocked as the fact that Qianjie was a ten-year-old child.
Without him, there are so-called successors of angels and so-called successors of Wuhun Palace. I dare not say that there are many in the mainland, but there are still a few, such as Lezheng, Ye...
And they are all true, no one can find fault with the martial arts once it is launched.
As the number increases, the importance decreases.
No one cares about these so-called descendants of Wuhun Palace. They can go to school, marry, and become famous without becoming "evil soul masters". They are even guests of major forces.
A descendant of the Wuhun Palace may still have someone standing guard, guarding against ghosts, but if there are too many, he won't care. You descendants of the Spirit Palace should first choose an orthodox one.
Of course, the main thing is that their performance is very reassuring.
Once I talked to them about the Wuhun Palace and my own Wuhun, I immediately said that Lord Poseidon is magnanimous. We are guilty, a very deep sin, and we must atone for our ancestors' shameless usurpation of the Wuhun established by the Shangsan Sect. Atonement for sins, to pay for...
Anyway, it has not been fully redeemed in ten thousand years, and it will even continue to be redeemed in the future.
No one cares whether it is true or not, they are just soul masters no different from mainland soul masters.
Qianjie is nothing more than proud of his identity.
"The status is not bad." In the end, Huo Yun'er came to such a conclusion.
Indeed, regardless of whether he is an evil soul master or not, the other identities combined are much more prestigious than names such as Shrek's student or the son of a duke.
Raising a girl must be easy.
"Don't worry too much that Yuhao will think that she is a boy. Although she was raised as a boy since she was a child, she has always understood that she is a girl.
"She is actually very sensible, considerate, and smart. She cannot hide ordinary thoughts from her. She is very qualified to be a personal maid."
Under the night, there was a trace of self-mockery in her eyes.
"The mother is a personal maid, and the daughter is also, so it can be regarded as a legacy."
Qianjie nodded. In this dark situation, he didn't know whether Huo Yun'er could see or not.
"As a mother, I have nothing left for her. She actually likes to be busy. She doesn't like to eat fish, she prefers to eat sweets..."
Nagging, there is nothing that will miss the man until death, but only the worry of the mother.
But more like a normal person, more like a woman, more like a mother.
With her wisdom, the behavior in the original novel of talking about a man until she dies may be more about pleading as a mother than missing her lover.
She humbly begged the man to take care of her child, and humbly begged the man to let the child go.
——Using the identity of a lover who still misses a man until his death.
The man did it, half done. In addition to coming back to repair the tomb, the child went outside to live and die randomly.
Then he chose to forget that he didn't know there was this child.
He forgot.
Qianjie smiled mockingly.
Some truths have been revealed through the details in the original work combined with reality, but it was just hard for him to believe it at first.
Dai Yuhao, a tenth-level pseudo-soul master who had not obtained a soul ring, lived in the Duke's Mansion of 3,000 acres for a year and left as soon as he said he would, as if others regarded him as nothing; not long after Huo Yun'er died, the Duke My wife also died. A soul master who would not fight or kill suddenly disappeared in middle age.
Dai Hao had to wait until Dai Yuhao was about to become a god, and Dai Yuhao himself called out his biological father before he knew he had such a son. His so-called White Tiger bodyguards who had separate residences in the Duke's Mansion were all blind and couldn't recognize people. They couldn't even recognize martial spirits. It belongs to yes.
To be fair, these are all pretty funny.
But if you add a fact, it is not funny, but full of black humor.
Because Duke White Tiger can really change his name to Duke Green Tiger, because Dai Yuhao and Dai Hao have no blood relationship.
He is not his biological father, but his enemy. In the end, he still respectfully calls his father to support him. There is nothing more blackly humorous than this.
Qianjie didn't think about this at first. There couldn't be such a shameless person in the world, right?
Killing his own mother, and finally licking his face to accept the gift of the throne and eternal life...
But after thinking about it, it seems very reasonable, a god!
Now if a god came to Qianjie and knelt down and called him daddy, Qianjie would be happy to recognize this great boy.
How can the past grudges be as important as the future, and how can the harpoon above your head be scary?
After all, the man holding the harpoon had no parents at first, so he cared about them very much and liked to give others parents.
It doesn't care about the twists and turns, as long as it looks harmonious and perfect, and it can highlight its kindness and kindness.
It would be better if everyone could come and offer sacrifices.
"What are you laughing at?" Huo Yun'er could see the sarcasm at the corner of Qianjie's mouth because there was light in the distance.
The light released by the martial spirit.
Qianjie turned around and saw that they were the "famous" White Tiger guards. There were only a few dozen of them, all wearing armor.
It had been seven days since he entered the Duke's Palace, and it was time for some people to receive the message.
"I have guessed something, but I still need you to confirm it, madam. If you don't want to say it, forget it."
No longer paying attention to the murderous guards, Qianjie looked at Huo Yun'er again.
Because someone had already rushed out, it was the young men in black.
The cultivation level is not high, just a few soul masters and soul sects.
But before they could fight, the roar of soul bombs sounded!
