Stood up and walked over to Qianyue and squatted down.

Raising his hand and gently rubbing her head, Bibi Dong praised her rarely.

"It's worthy of being a mother's child, since it's a gift from Xiaojun, you can accept it, because he really likes Xue'er, so he will give such a valuable gift."

nodded happily and put the soul bone in his arms into Bibi Dong's arms.

Qian Lingxue turned to look at Zijun shyly, who smiled knowingly at her gaze.

also gave the soul bones and treasures in his arms to Bibi Dong.

"Treat Cher well! Even if your love is pretended, as long as Xue'er is happy, I will be happy, if Xue'er is not happy here, I will personally dismantle your Wuhun Palace. ”

After speaking, Zijun looked directly at Bibi Dong with his hands behind his back.

Hearing Zijun's threatening words, Bibi Dong looked at him with a little surprise.

What she didn't expect was that the two of them had just met.

Qianyue already has such a status in his heart!

Compared with his previous attitude towards Qianrenxue, Bibi Dong felt a sense of frustration that he had never felt before.

will think of the harsh, cold, and disgusting scenes of Qianrenxue in the past.

There was a tingling in my heart, and a trace of guilt.

Just because Qianrenxue's body has that man's blood flowing in her body.

But she imposed the hatred of the previous generation on an innocent child.

Compared to other mothers, Bibi Dong is a failure.

can think about it from another angle, even if it is any other woman.

She will also choose her approach.

This is also one of the reasons why Zijun did not embarrass her too much.

He is familiar with the plot of the original book, of course he knows what Bibi Dong has experienced.

It's just that now, with Qianrenxue present, some words can't be said directly.

But Bibi Dong must have heard what he meant.

"Don't murder my mother! Jun, you're like this, I'm ...... I'll ignore you. ”

Qian Lingxue opened her short arms to protect Bibi Dong, and stood in front of Zijun and said fiercely.

He clenched his fist to his mouth with one hand and coughed awkwardly.

Seeing Zijun's embarrassment, Bibi Dong gently pressed Qianyue's arms and smiled.

"Xue'er is too worried, Xiaojun didn't murder his mother, he is protecting you, silly girl."

Turning to look at Bibi Dong in front of her, Qian Lingxue pursed her lips and muttered quietly.

"But...... But Cher only has one mother. ”

As soon as Qianyue's words fell, the frozen heart in Bibi Dong's heart seemed to be touched.

His eyes moistened slightly.

Throwing away the soul bone in his arms, Bibi Dong hugged Qianyue into his arms.

If it weren't for Zijun, she wouldn't have stepped into Qianyue's room for the first time.

I won't see the one who studies hard until late at night and makes himself better.

Just to talk to her mother, the daughter who has a few words.

Qian Lingxue, who was hugged into Bibi Dong's arms, was stunned.

Because...... It was also the first time she had been held in her mother's arms.

This feeling...... It's really warm .......

I don't know what's going on.,From the moment I was held in my mother's arms.。

The grievances and bad memories in her heart suddenly came to her heart......

The good-looking brow trembled, wrinkled into a figure-of-eight, and bit her lip and sobbed lowly.

saw Qianrenxue's habitual restraining of her emotions and sobbing in a low voice.

Zijun looked at Bibi Dong more and more unpleasantly.

How indifferent this must be to his Cher!

will make her suppress her emotions even when she cries!

With a cold snort, Zijun clenched his fists and turned his back to Bibi Dong and Qianrenxue.

Hearing the sobbing sound of Qianyue in his arms, Bibi Dong raised his hand and gently patted her back with red eyes, and whispered.

"I'm sorry, Cher......."

Ten minutes later.

Under Bibi Dong's comfort, Qianyue stopped crying.

But even when she stopped crying, she still didn't show a smile .......

Sensing Qian Lingxue, who had been suppressing her emotions, Zijun took her hand and left the hall.

Walk outside the main hall door.

Zijun couldn't help but hold Qianyue in his arms, and comforted him as he walked.

"Cry when you want to cry, laugh out loud when you want to laugh! Because...... You are the woman of the God-King, so you can live unscrupulously. ”

Listening to Zijun's not-so-inducing words.

Qianrenxue hugged his neck tightly with rain and cried loudly.

She never imagined that one day she would be able to live freely.

Because from the moment she was born, her life was destined to be a tragedy.

Her own mother hated her, hated her, and disliked her!

But even so.

When Qianrenxue was very young, she also thought about exchanging her own efforts for Bibi Dong's recognition.

Pity!

A kind and sweet beautiful girl, after all, she was forced to become an evil dragon by her mother Bibi Dong.

Luckily.

Now because of the arrival of Zijun, Bibi Dong no longer dares to treat her like before.

On the contrary, the attitude gradually improved a little .......

In the back garden of the rest area, Zijun sat on the bench quietly holding Qianrenxue.

The beautiful woman in his arms seemed to be tired of crying, and fell asleep in his arms.

Looking down at Qianyue in his arms, Zijun smiled contentedly.

Inside the main hall.

Bibi Dong sat alone on the throne, looking at the precious soul bones piled aside with mixed feelings.

Regret? Guilty? Perhaps!

If it weren't for Zijun, I'm afraid she wouldn't have felt a trace of guilt towards Qianrenxue.

In the original book, if it weren't for Qian Lingxue risking her life to save her.

If she hadn't been defeated by Tang San!

Where will there be a Bibi Dong who has woken up?

Because it is impossible for a strong woman like her to be persuaded by just a few words.

The only way to make her sober is to surrender! Or lose!

Obviously! Zijun has the strength and background of the first method.

It is precisely because of this that Bibi Dong will reflect on himself at this moment.

After all, there is Zijun here, even if the Title Douluo of the whole continent is against the Martial Spirit Palace!

It's impossible to move a single hair of the Martial Spirit Palace!

As for killing gods? That's even more unlikely.

Because the word god-killing has been a joke since ancient times!

Born to be a god! I don't know how many epochs I have lived! I don't know how many treasures I have obtained!

Talent, bloodline, understanding, exercises!

After countless epochs of evolution, how can it be weak?

They will only be stronger!

Is it a mere protagonist aura that can be easily shaken?

What is above the immortals, one for one, and I am invincible under the immortals.

It's all nonsense!

If a warrior can kill gods, it will be a difficult task for humans to conquer alien civilizations with guns in reality!

Then again.

Only civilizations of the same level can kill gods, or gods can do it.

Of course! Except for the system hanging ratio!

After thinking about it for a long time, the night gradually darkened.

Bibi Dong stood up and walked to the window, looking down at the now brightly lit Wuhun City.

"Perhaps...... It's time to make a change, with him, who on this continent dares to oppose the Martial Spirit Palace? Cher...... The future of the Wuhun Hall is up to you....... ”

After speaking, the corners of Bibi Dong's mouth unconsciously rose.

It was the first time in years that she had smiled so easily.

Leaving aside her status as a mother and pope, she is also a hard-working woman herself.......

I took a look at the starry sky.

Zijun picked up Qianyue and got up and walked in the direction of her room.

A few minutes later.

"Let me take Cher back to the house."

Bibi Dong, who had been waiting outside the room door for a long time, chuckled softly.

nodded, and carefully put the Qianrenxue in his arms into Bibi Dong's hand.

"She really likes you, even though you're not a proper mother. As long as I live, I will protect your mother and daughter for the rest of your life. ”

As he spoke, Zijun turned around and walked towards the gate of the courtyard.

Seeing the departing Zijun, Bibi Dong showed a smile on his face.