Bibi Dong's body holding Qianrenxue was weakly paralyzed on the ground, everything in front of him seemed to have turned gray, and the hegemony of the Wuhun Empire and the inheritance of the gods were meaningless.

She looked at the beautiful woman in her arms in disbelief as if she had fallen into a deep sleep, and shook it gently.

"Cher..."

Fear, regret, guilt, and all kinds of emotions are intertwined in her heart.

Originally

She literally lost her daughter forever.

A blue-gold trident was raised again, she had no idea of resisting, and her weak body also made her no longer have the ability to resist, her eyes closed slightly, and she suddenly fell into boundless darkness.

"It's good that I can go and accompany Xue'er, but unfortunately, I don't have the ability to avenge Xue'er."

"Also, who is the person I've been thinking about in my heart?"

......

In the evening, the night is as gloomy as water,

In the Papal Quarters.

"Cher!"

Bibi Dong woke up from his bed.

She couldn't stop breathing, and drops of sweat slipped down her beautiful face, wetting the quilt made of gold silk under her.

"I'm here..."

Suddenly waking up from the boundless darkness, Bibi Dong subconsciously looked around, this is the dormitory of her Wuhun City, familiar styles and familiar furnishings, everything seems to have not changed.

But isn't she dead? died under Tang San's Seagod Trident.

She got up and walked to the bed, staring at herself in the mirror, where her hair was still a bewitching purple, not the white hair that had been turned after inheriting the throne due to the influence of the Rakshasa demonic thoughts.

She couldn't help but touch her face and squeeze it again.

"Was that a dream?"

She asked a little to herself, but why was it all so real?

But she quickly shook her head, "It must be a dream!" ”

Because there is no Xiao An in it, the world without Xiao An must be fake.

"Is it a revelation from heaven? It's still a little Anhe..."

Bibi Dong thought about it a lot, but she soon left it behind her, she just needed to know that her cherished Xue'er hadn't happened yet.

As for that Tang San.

Thinking of that Shura Divine Sword, the killing intent in Bibi Dong's eyes gradually became stronger, the Divine Realm, and Tang San, she would not let go of any of these people who would harm her daughter.

At the same time, she also understood a truth, the next time she kills, she must crush the bones and scatter the ashes, so that the enemy's soul can be scattered before she can stop.

Inside another palace.

Qianyue also woke up from her sleep.

The first time she opened her eyes, she saw Shang An's smiling expression.

"How's it going, Cher."

"Shang An? How did you end up here, and me... Wait a minute! ”

Qian Lingxue suddenly recalled that she seemed to be communicating with Shang An how to make her mother accept her, and then Shang An let herself sleep, and then, she experienced a different life, and then died?

She touched her slightly swollen head and asked, "Is everything fake?" ”

Before falling into darkness, she could still feel the warmth of Bibi Dong's tears, it turned out that she would cry too, it turned out that she really didn't care about herself.

Shang An nodded, "It's all fake, only you and the teacher are real." ”

Then he changed his tone and continued, "But you can think of that as a parallel world line or a future possibility. ”

"Is the future possible?" Qian Lingxue muttered these words, thinking of the fate of herself and her mother joining forces but being defeated by Tang San, her future might be so miserable, she suddenly knew why Shang An attached so much importance to Tang San.

"But why aren't you there?"

Qianyue was a little puzzled.

Shang An showed a slightly weird expression and replied, "If there is me inside, do you think something will happen to you?" ”

Qian Lingxue was stunned for a moment, and then a sweet smile appeared on her face, "That's right." ”

If Shang An is here, even the gods of the Divine Realm are not terrible.

Therefore, it is just the possibility of the future without the existence of Shang An, and her future will definitely not end like that.

"It's good to have you."

"That's right."

Qian Ling Xue suddenly thought of something, took out a lead box from the storage soul guide and handed it to Shang An, "Look at what this is, this is what Tang San wants, I remembered your words and bought it." ”

"Oh." Shang An took the lead box, opened the layers of packaging, and a blood-red stone appeared in front of his eyes,

"Hey, this is."

Shang An's face was a little solemn, from the stone, he sensed a very deep hidden aura of divine power, thinking that it was what Tang San wanted, then it must be an opportunity that belonged to the protagonist, maybe it was the old Yin forced Shura God to secretly send it down to Tang San.

He picked up the stone and searched for it, but found nothing, as if it were really just an ordinary stone, and even had a desire to sell it.

If it weren't for Shang An's extremely high degree of spiritual power condensation, far surpassing that of the Douluo people, he would be able to resist the influence of this strange force.

If it were an ordinary person, even if Title Douluo picked it up, he would probably sell or give away this stone if he couldn't detect the abnormality.

There is definitely some kind of special imprint in this, if nothing else, it will be sent to Tang San's hands in the end.

Shang An showed a hint of a smile, and now it had an accident.

Like him, Qian Lingxue is also different from ordinary people, she is very likely to be the reincarnation of the angel god, and she may also be Douluo's original son of luck, these small means are not so effective on her, and she remembers Shang An's words, so this stone can be sent to Shang An's hands, instead of being given to Tang San casually.

"Is there an opportunity for the little third son, then I will laugh at it."

With a sneer, Shang An put this stone into the small world in his body, in which, even if the true god came, he couldn't jump, let alone a stone that the Shura God threw down casually.

"And this." Qianyue took out another cover.

This cover looks quite peculiar, the whole body is crystal clear blue, three-dimensional triangle, the whole seems to be made of sapphire carving, only the size of a palm, and there is a treasure light in the crystal blue light, strange energy fluctuations continue to come from it, and there are ripples like natural water waves on it.

"This is the Hanhai Qiankun Cover?" At the first glance of this thing, Shang An recognized it, the characteristics were too obvious.

"That's right, this is the Hanhai Qiankun Cover you asked me to obtain, how about it, I did a good job." Qian Lingxue nodded and said as if to take credit.

"Not bad." Shang An touched Qianrenxue's head and expressed his appreciation, but Qianrenxue was very dissatisfied.

I saw her muttering, "You and my mother are closer than me, I don't care, I want to kiss." ”

"Good, good, kiss, kiss."

This has been sent to the door, what else can Shang An say, he can only satisfy her.

After sticking to Qianrenxue's mouth for a few minutes, Shang An directly let go of the blurry Qianrenxue, and left the palace in a flash, he still had to study this Hanhai Qiankun cover, unlike that stone, this thing is the core of an artifact.

It can be said that without this thing, the Poseidon Trident is a harpoon, but it is naturally impossible to return it when the thing is in his hands, and when the complete Poseidon Trident appears again, it should be his trophy.

As the core of the artifact, the Hanhai Qiankun Cover not only contains divine power, but also definitely has the god's understanding of their own Dao, and even the power of faith of hundreds of millions of living beings in the sea.

And faith is an important aspect that Shang'an needs to study.

You know, the power of the god's faith can help the soul master increase the level of the soul ring, and he can now feel that the two purple soul rings in front of him are a bit of an eyesore.

Entering the small world, Shang An threw the Hanhai Qiankun cover on the ground.

"Come out."

There was no movement in the Hanhai Qiankun cover, and it was still the same, which made Shang An look quite embarrassed.

"Won't you come out?" Shang An raised his eyebrows and shouted at a certain figure, "Erming!" ”

Then a rumbling sound came, and a small mountain with knotted muscles came over, "Mountain," the urn said angrily,

"Boss, what are you looking for?"

Da Ming Erming has been in the small world for so long, and he has long become his loyal dog.

Shang An pointed to the Hanhai Qiankun cover on the ground, "Erming, have you seen this blue cover, pee on it, sprinkle on it." ”

Let's try it soon, everyone. 】

"Alright, boss."

Er Ming also seemed to be a little excited, standing up straight and about to release the water.

"Wait!"

An angry voice came from the Hanhai Qiankun cover, and then a blue middle-aged figure emerged from the cover.

"Boy, what are you going to do?"

He stared at the young man in front of him with some anger and caution, who he couldn't figure out.

"Hello Poseidon, you can call me Shang An." Shang An made a self-introduction.

"Boy, why don't we make a deal, how about you send me to Poseidon Island." The sea god's tone suddenly softened a little.

"Why, I found that I couldn't communicate with the ontology."

Shang An looked at this phantom with a smile, with some disdain in his eyes.

"Who the hell are you!"

The Seagod Phantom looked at Shang An with solemn eyes, he was a divine thought left by the Seagod on the Hanhai Qiankun cover, and it was also one of the means of communication between the Seagod and the Nether.