Before this, although Ma Hongjun knew about Qiandaoliu, he only heard about him but never saw him. He actually didn't know what Qiandaoliu looked like.
Furthermore, according to the Tiandou court etiquette, during the engagement banquet ceremony, in addition to the entrance of the groom, best man, and others, the first step in the process is that the father of the bride sends his daughter off for marriage.
As the Douluo of the Secret Chamber died a worthy death, and Qian Renxue was at odds with Bibi Dong, the task of sending her daughter off to marry naturally fell on her grandfather who loved her.
But when Ma Hongjun and Shui Bing'er sneaked into the hall of Wuhun Temple, the engagement ceremony between Liu Qingxuan and Qian Renxue had already progressed to the point where they were about to exchange vows, and they didn't even hear Bishop Salas introduce Qian Daoliu's identity. So what? Do you know that this burly young man is Qian Renxue's grandfather?
As for Qian Daoliu, due to Ma Hongjun's identity, he didn't want to care too much, but he heard about the Douluo of the Secret Chamber from Ma Hongjun.
"Is he talking about Xunji?"
Qiandao Liuxin said that no matter whether it was true or not, he couldn't sit idly by just the words "Douluo of the Chamber of Secrets".
But Ma Hongjun pulled out the tiger's skin again and brought out the two rivals and friends that made him feel afraid, Tang Chen, who had disappeared for many years, and Poseidon, the high priest of Poseidon.
She even shamelessly called her sister-in-law.
Qian Daoliu was instantly laughed out of anger, an astonishing murderous aura flashed through his deep golden eyes, and he grabbed Ma Hongjun.
"As far as I know, Tang Chen disappeared for more than thirty years. How old are you? A young boy in his twenties, you said you know Bo Saixi?"
"Boy, I will teach you a lesson today. You must be responsible when you speak big words."
"Yixi, with Bo Saixi's seniority and age, she is more than enough to be your great-grandmother. Are you worthy of calling her sister-in-law?"
However, Qian Daoliu missed the opportunity. The young boy in front of him cleverly avoided his grasp with a mysterious and strange footwork.
"Such exquisite footwork, boy, what kind of soul skill do you have?"
"Hey, this old man won't be jealous, will he?"
"Oops, this bullshit may have had the opposite effect."
Ma Hongjun said in his heart, took a deep breath, pulled Shui Bing'er to avoid Qian Daoliu's grasp, and while avoiding Qian Daoliu's grasp as much as possible, he said: "I'm sorry, senior, I won't be twenty until eighteen days later." age."
"But this is not a soul skill, but a kind of footwork called ghost shadow tracking."
Then, Ma Hongjun dodged while saying: "In the year 2615 of the Douluo Calendar, in a certain month, you and Haotian Mianxia fought a decisive battle on the top of Haotian. The following year, Haotian Mianxia disappeared quietly in the soul master world. Until now.”
"Senior Qian Daoliu, am I right?"
Qian Daoliu was startled and stopped rushing to capture Ma Hongjun. He stopped and said:
"So what? Although these things can be regarded as secrets in the soul master world, as long as you are willing and with your Shrek Academy status and power, you can spend some time, energy and cost to know."
Ma Hongjun chuckled and said: "It's another year, that is, Douluo Calendar 2617. Has the City of Slaughter ever had a King of Slaughter?"
"Of course, if you are not sure about this, you can go back and ask the master of Wuhun Palace who guards the Sin City. They should be clear."
Qian Daoliu seemed to have thought of something, his golden pupils with a hint of vicissitudes of life shrank slightly, and he said in an indifferent voice: "You want to say that Tang Chen went to the killing city?"
Ma Hongjun nodded and said: "The king of killing is Haotian Mianxia. This junior has also been to the city of killing. Unfortunately, he accidentally woke up his elder brother."
"That's why Your Majesty Haotian asked the junior to call him big brother. Otherwise, how would the junior know about the past events of you three seniors?"
Qian Daoliu nodded slightly and said:
"What about others? Doesn't he care if the Haotian Sect is destroyed?"
Ma Hongjun shrugged and said:
"Senior Bo Saixi has been waiting for him for more than thirty years. If my eldest brother escapes from the murderous city, he must go to see Senior Bo Saixi as soon as possible."
"As for the Haotian Sect, as long as he is still alive, will the Haotian Sect be considered destroyed?"
"Haotian Sect, Haotian, and Haotian Crown Prince are both still alive. How can we say that Haotian Sect was destroyed?"
"He got what he wanted!"
Qian Daoliu's expression suddenly became a little complicated, he muttered secretly, stared at Ma Hongjun dozens of meters away and said:
"Boy, I am not trying to bully the younger ones. As long as you tell me that the secret chamber Douluo you talk about is Xiaoxue's father, I won't embarrass you anymore. How about that?"
"Oh, this!"
Ma Hongjun shrugged and said:
"Actually, it doesn't have any special meaning. I just said it subconsciously out of excitement. As for what you said, senior, I don't understand. I would like to ask senior to clarify my doubts."
"You really don't understand?"
Qian Daoliu waved his hand, and the almost solid silhouette of the Seraphim appeared behind him. An extremely terrifying aura, accompanied by a terrifying and blazing holy light breath, covered the entire temple hall.
In an instant, everything in the entire hall seemed to be pressed in slow motion, and everyone's hearts seemed to be pressed by a terrifying ancient mountain, making everyone unable to breathe.
"So strong?"
Everyone was shocked, seeing for the first time how terrifying the peerless Douluo who had awakened his martial soul for the second time was.
In addition, everyone was so overwhelmed by the terrifying aura and coercion released by Qian Daoliu that they could not lift their heads. They did not see that the phantom of the seraph behind him was not a female figure and face, but his own. appearance.
Just like Huo Wu's Wuhun Hokage, it was a seraph shadow that was three feet tall, with a surging divine light aura on his body, a male figure, and a face that was very similar to Sendaoliu, but a little hazy.
Of course, the height of the hall limits the height of the seraph's shadow. Otherwise, the sacred light shadow that is nearly a hundred feet high would be its true form.
Moreover, Qian Daoliu has no obligation to tell everyone that after awakening his true body of martial arts for the second time, although his angelic divinity is only 50% and there is no possibility of further improvement, the powerful increase has increased tenfold. Let him be confident that his own strength is probably infinitely close to that of God.
Although he didn't know how strong the god was, with his current strength and the combat power brought by the god-level martial soul, Qiandaoliu was confident that his strength should have surpassed that of ordinary demigods, reaching Comparable to an ordinary quasi-god.
"Why, how can you be so strong?"
Ma Hongjun was horrified, and he forcefully swallowed a mouthful of blood. Is this the horror of spiritual feedback?
In an instant, just as Ma Hongjun was activating his innate skills with all his strength to resist the terrifying pressure everywhere around him, the terrifying and holy breath of light actually aroused the automatic resistance of his Phoenix Martial Spirit, which shattered in his body on its own, and with it. At the same time as they merged, accompanied by the high-pitched and clear sound of the clear phoenix, a phantom of a flaming phoenix with a wingspan of three feet and a length of several feet appeared behind Ma Hongjun.
Ma Hongjun took a deep breath and felt that most of the terrifying pressure he had suffered was gone in an instant. He straightened up and used his momentum to cover Shui Bing'er, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and said: "What do you want this junior to understand? Senior, if you have anything to say, it's okay. Speak up.”
At some point, Qian Daoliu's figure had risen to the chest of the seraph shadow behind him. With cold golden eyes, he looked down at Ma Hongjun condescendingly and said:
"Since you don't understand, why do you say that Xiaoxue is the daughter of the Secret Chamber Douluo?"
Ma Hongjun wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth and said in a cold voice: "Six years ago, Bibi Dong killed me in front of the Pope's Palace. Later, Zhang Xue and others killed my Bing'er."
"I think you are a senior expert in the soul master world, so you won't embarrass me, a newcomer, right?"
"However, if you really want to kill me for Bibi Dong, or to avenge stabbing blood and others, just come and do it. I, Ma Hongjun, will never kill you at your own risk."
Behind Ma Hongjun, the Phoenix of Nanming's Five Virtues was ready to fly, and seemed to be rushing towards Qiandaoliu at any time.
"Oh, it might be a misunderstanding, haha!"
Qian Daoliu smiled slightly, and withdrew his terrifying aura and coercion. As the phantom of the seraph behind him returned to his body, he slowly fell to Qian Renxue.
"But you are right. I am a demigod, and I will not embarrass a young boy like you."
"And even if it's difficult, with Xiaoxue here, why do I need to take action personally?"
Of course, he would not tell Ma Hongjun that he chose to give up temporarily not because he was generous, but because he did not believe that Ma Hongjun, a young boy less than 20 years old, would know about what happened back then.
Also, although the tiger skin that Ma Hongjun pulled was not enough to scare him, Ma Hongjun's identity as the descendant of the God made him have to think about it.
After all, he is not Bibi Dong and can be killed if he wants. He is just a servant of the Angel God.
But Ma Hongjun is still a descendant of gods, and he will follow his granddaughter to ascend to the divine world in the future. They should not be enemies, but colleagues.
Qian Daoliu paused for a moment before saying, "But when will Tang Chen return to the mainland? Do you know?"
Ma Hongjun felt relieved, knowing that he had gotten through it for the time being.
Of course, although he didn't admit it, he didn't lie either, he was just pretending to be confused.
Ma Hongjun restrained the phoenix shadow behind him, took it back into his body to condense with himself, and said:
"It should be soon. Big brother said so before he left, but I don't know the specific return date."
He gets angry when he talks about this. You know, he worked so hard to wake up Tang Chen, not to give him time to fall in love with Bo Saixi and have a honeymoon, but to let him beat Bibi Dong for a while and gain some development for himself. Opportunities for growth.
But it's better now. Whether Tang Chen or Tang Hao, I don't know if they are addicted to Bo Saixi and Tang San's fucking gentle country and can't extricate themselves, or what. In short, the two of them will never come back, let alone It's time to buy him time to grow up. Even if the Haotian Sect was destroyed, they would never come back.
Fortunately, he still has the inner elixir of Nanming Lihuo Dun and the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King, otherwise grandma would be at a huge loss.
Qian Daoliu nodded, looked at Ma Hongjun and said, "You seem to have a deep prejudice against our angel clan? But is there any misunderstanding?"
Ma Hongjun took a deep breath and said:
"Can she come forward and speak?"
"Grandpa!" Qian Renxue said.
"Well, go ahead, Xiaoxue!"
Qian Renxue glanced at Liu Qingxuan and stopped him who wanted to step forward with her eyes, telling him to stay behind Qian Daoliu. She took a few steps forward holding the skirt of her snow-white wedding dress and said, "Brother Hongjun, You want to ask why I sent people to kidnap and kill cousin Binger, right?"
Ma Hongjun laughed angrily and said:
"Didn't you say it wasn't you? Why are you admitting it now?"
Qian Renxue slowly stepped forward, nodded and said:
"It's really not me, because that was what I did before. I apologize to you on his behalf."
"Of course, if Brother Hongjun wants to avenge cousin Bing'er, I, Qian Renxue, will do it all. Come on, Brother Hongjun."
"What? Wait!"
Ma Hongjun was stunned and said with a sneer:
"Are you mentally ill? One moment it is, the next moment it is not, the next moment it is you who did it before, and the next moment you ask me to attack you. Are you crazy? Do you know what you are talking about? Miss Qian Renxue .”
Qian Renxue shook her head and said:
"I was indeed sick before, but now I am very sober. Brother Hongjun, aren't you curious why I wanted to kidnap and kill cousin Bing'er?"
Ma Hongjun's brows jumped, he looked at Qian Daoliu who was about ten meters behind Qian Renxue, and said:
"Right is right and wrong is wrong. Do you still have any difficulties?"
Qian Renxue took a deep breath and said: "You may not know that although I am the young master of Wuhun Palace and the daughter of the former pope, I actually have my own difficulties. Mother only has power in her heart, not me at all. daughter."
"My status in her heart is not even as good as her direct disciple."
"I don't accept it. I am her daughter, okay? But she gave all her maternal love to me to her disciples. Why?"
Ma Hongjun pretended to be surprised and said: "Who is your mother?"
Qian Renxue said: "My mother is Bibi Dong, but she only asked me to call her sister. Do you think there is a mother like her in the world? She doesn't recognize her daughter after she gave birth to her."
"Sometimes I really envy Hu Liena. I should have had a share of the care my sister gave her."
Ma Hongjun looked a little surprised, shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, Miss Qian Renxue, I'm not interested in hearing about your tragic life experience. I just want to know why you wanted to rob and kill Bing'er?"
Ma Hongjun said in her heart, you are the evil offspring she gave birth to after being forced by the Douluo in the Chamber of Secrets. Of course she wants to crush you to death. How can she treat you?
"No, you must want to know, so I'm going to tell you."
Qian Renxue's straight nose twitched slightly, as if she was a little aggrieved, but the look in her purple eyes was full of stubbornness, and she said:
"When I was ten years old, that is, the year you were born, my grandpa took me out to relax."
"That year, I met the best person in my life besides my grandfather, Qinghe."
"Since then, I don't want to go to that cold Pope's Palace anymore. I begged grandpa that I would stay with Qinghe."
"My grandfather loved me the most, so I had no choice but to agree. Because of this, there were rumors outside that the daughter of the previous pope had died. In fact, it was my grandfather who protected me."
"From then on, I stayed by Qinghe's side as his maid and personal guard. Sometimes I would pretend to be him and handle some official affairs for him, such as going to study with Sect Leader Ning."
"So he is not only Qinghe's teacher, but also my teacher."
"That's it. When Qinghe is practicing, I pretend to be him. I usually stay in the palace to practice, and I have stayed there until now."
"But maybe Qinghe and I are too close. I never thought that one day I would marry him, and I have always treated him as a brother and best friend in my heart."
"Until you appeared, grandpa told me that your martial soul might form a martial soul fusion skill with mine, so I became very interested in you."
"I began to get to know you, pay attention to you, investigate you, observe you, and look for opportunities to meet you, until I unknowingly left you deeply imprinted in my heart."
Ma Hongjun looked at Qian Renxue in shock and said, "So, the Xue Qinghe I saw before was actually you?"
Qian Renxue rolled her beautiful eyes, nodded and said, "Yes, but you don't understand style. I have invited you to have a long chat with me several times. I originally wanted to tell you my identity, but you always Reject people.”
Ma Hongjun took a deep breath, stared at Qian Renxue and said, "Is this why you sent people to kidnap and kill Bing'er?"
Qian Renxue said matter-of-factly:
"Isn't it okay? The man I like flirts with other women all day long. Since I have the ability to eliminate her love rival, why don't I do it?"
——The typos were corrected first and then later. It’s the end of the month. Please vote for me. Thank you!
