Just seeing that you don't like it, you have to abolish the second martial spirit!

Bibi Dongmei's beautiful eyes stared at the righteous son he had raised for six years, and his eyes changed, with relief, guilt, and more emotion.

This child was not raised in vain.

She hated the angel because of that beast, even the evil seed she had born. But for this righteous son, Bibi Dong really likes it.

Sensible, well-behaved, and pleasing to her. Because of his dislike, he is willing to give up his twin martial soul talents, and voluntarily abolish a martial soul to make himself happy, he is a good child.

"As long as my mother can be happy, I am willing to do anything."

Mengde continued to initiate language output to the Pope's mother-in-law, and the words were as sweet as they were, and every sentence was on Bibi Dong's heart.

Looking at the well-behaved and obedient Yizi, Bibi Dong's killing intent in his heart also faded, and a touch of love appeared in Meihong's beautiful eyes, after all, she was a child raised by herself, and if she really wanted to do it, she couldn't do it.

"I'm sorry Xiaopu, my stepmother just lost her temper, and there are some things that my stepmother can't tell you, but you have to remember that my mother's long-cherished wish in this life is to destroy the angelic lineage, so, Xiaopu, don't let your stepmother down."

Bibi Dong squatted down, his eyes were soft, he raised his fair-skinned soft and gently stroked his little head, and explained softly. Meng De's immature little face showed a look of enjoyment.

"Xiao Gou, you have twin martial souls, and you are full of innate soul power, your talent should be the first in the continent, remember, only if the Soul Devouring Spider Emperor Martial Soul reaches the level of the Nine Rings, you can obtain a soul ring for the Seraphim Martial Soul, understand?"

Meng De nodded, of course he knew why.

Bibi Dong has a different idea, she wants to teach Meng De to be the sharpest sword in her hand, specifically to deal with the angel lineage.

At this moment, a golden pillar of light fell from the sky and landed at the door of the dormitory, and out walked a handsome blonde young man wearing golden angel armor, about thirty years old, with a golden angel mark in the center of his eyebrows, a pair of white wings behind him, and pieces of golden light feathers fell, the aura of divine light was swirling, and the momentum was powerful, but it was still much worse than Title Douluo.

"His Majesty the Pope, the Great Offering wants to see this child."

The person who came was the leader of the Angel Legion, an eighty-four-level Contra Douluo ~ Thousand Glory.

"Get out! Let Qiandaoliu come by himself. ”

Bibi Dong got up and turned his head to look at Qianguangyao, her eyes were cold and disgusted, of course she knew what Qiandaoliu had in mind, it was nothing more than to want her righteous son to "recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors", and he thought of beauty.

The old lady has raised the cubs for six years, how can she let them take them away.

Facing the extremely powerful Pope's crown, a trace of dissatisfaction appeared on Qianguangyao's handsome cheeks, as the leader of the Angel Legion, his status is equivalent to that of an elder, even the Pope can't be so rude to him, besides, he is directly under the worship hall, not under Bibi Dong's control.

"Your Majesty, this is the order of the Great Offering."

Qian Guangyao's face became extremely serious, and he told Bibi Dong in a deep voice that this was Qiandaoliu's order. But this made Bibi Dong even more unhappy.

Take a thousand streams to press her and find death!

A terrifying momentum suddenly erupted from Bibi Dong's perfect and graceful delicate body, and nine brilliant soul rings rose up, enveloping her delicate body, the momentum was vast and majestic, like an abyss like the sea, and the space shook, crushing towards a thousand rays!

Facing Bibi Dong, whose soul power has reached the ninety-third level, the gap between the nine levels is like a moat, unable to cross, unable to resist, like the terrifying coercion of Mount Tai directly crushing Qianguangyao, suppressing and prostrate on the ground, unable to move, a pair of white and flawless angel wings drooping on both sides, extremely miserable.

"I said let a thousand streams come!"

Bibi Dong's nine soul rings were swirling, Title Douluo was magnificent, his rosy eyes were glowing with scarlet light, his clothes and hair were fluttering, and he looked condescendingly at Qianguang who was prostrate on the ground, like a queen who held the power of life and death!

Suddenly, another golden figure appeared, and the terrifying coercion on Qian Guangyao's back was neutralized after his arrival.

"Stand down, Glory. His Majesty the Pope, the old man came. ”

Qiandaoliu helped Qianguangyao up, don't look at Qianguangyao looks like he is only about thirty years old, but his real age is about the same as Qianhiro's, and he is Qiandaoliu's nephew.

He asked Qian Guangyao to leave first, and then looked at Bibi Dong, and his eyes fell on Meng De behind her, and a trace of love flashed in his eyes.

Meng De also looked at Qiandaoliu carefully, he didn't look like he was thirty years old, but his real age was above a hundred years old, he was a handsome guy with blond hair, and his combat power was also terrifying.

Tang Chen is abolished, Bo Saixi is not in the Douluo Continent, and Qiandaoliu is well-deserved to be the strongest person in the continent.

"Your Majesty the Pope, this kid has awakened the Seraphim Martial Spirit, he is a descendant of my thousand families, and he should be taught by me personally, and I hope that His Majesty the Pope will let the old man take him back to the worship hall."

Qiandaoliu will not allow the owner of the Seraphim Martial Spirit to wander outside, especially in the hands of Bibi Dong, the ghost knows what he will be educated into, or it is safer to take it with him.

Hearing this, Bibi Dong's beautiful face sneered, how could the cub she raised give up because of your words.

"I'm afraid I'm joking, I've raised this child for six years, you didn't come to ask for it six years ago, but you waited until the martial soul awakened and came back, it's really a good calculation."

This made Qiandaoliu a little embarrassed, although he often paid attention to Meng De in the past six years, and found that he was more intelligent and mature than other children, so he thought of using the martial soul awakening ceremony to find out.

But he didn't expect this kid to awaken the Seraphim martial spirit, and then he was determined to be a descendant of a thousand families.

"In that case, it is better to let this child choose for himself, whether to follow the old man into the worship hall, or continue to stay by your side."

Qiandaoliu looked at Meng De, showed a kind smile, and persuaded softly.

"Child, follow the old man into the worship hall, the old man is willing to accept you as an apprentice and teach you personally, and you will inherit the old man's position in the future and become the great worship of the Wuhun Palace."

Hearing that Qiandaoliu was going to take his righteous son as an apprentice, Bibi Dong was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes became gloomy.

Old thing, play "super plus" for the old lady, right!

However, in the face of worshipping the peerless Douluo as a teacher and inheriting the position of the great worship of the Martial Spirit Palace, Meng De was not interested in it at all.

Is there a mother-in-law incense? No.

He leaned over to Bibi Dong and hugged the golden ratio of the Pope's slender legs, even through a layer of leather pants, he could feel the delicate skin of Bibi Dong's beautiful legs, plump and fleshy.

Hold your stepmother's thighs tightly and never let go.

When the Pope's stepmother felt the action of the righteous son, not only did she not feel displeased, but reached out to stroke Meng De's little head and looked at Qiandaoliu defiantly.

And Meng De looked at Qiandaoliu and shook his head, very resistant.

"No, I only follow my stepmother, so I don't want to worship you as a teacher."

Among the charming Pope's stepmother and a bad old man, everyone knows how to choose.

These words made Qiandaoliu's face stiffen, he was a dignified ninety-nine peerless Douluo, a demigod existence, and he was rejected so neatly, if this was spread, where should his face go.

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(Mengde: Stepmother Saigao!) Everything else dodges. ）