When they arrived at Wuhun City, it was already close to night, and Wuhun City at this time was full of people, busy with traffic, bustling with people in the market, shops lined up, and smoke rising between tea, full of thick fireworks atmosphere, a prosperous picture.

This is the Wuhun City ruled by the popes of the past dynasties, and this is the place under the rule of thousands of families for thousands of years.

After a few days of hurrying, Qian Lingxue and the others had already arrived in Wuhun City.

Looking at the Wuhun City in front of her, crowded with people and sparkling carriages and horses, Qianyue sighed in her heart, after ten years, she finally went home.

"Xiaoxue, where are we going next?" Zong Wei asked with a smile.

Xu Lin, Xu Qing, and Lin Qihe also looked at Qianyue curiously.

Qian Ling Xue smiled, "You must go back to the Martial Spirit Hall with me, Aunt Lingkite will arrange a place for you to live, you follow them, and I will look for you tomorrow." ”

"If you are in a hurry and want to visit the Martial Spirit Palace, you can just talk to Aunt Lingkite when the time comes, and she will take you there. You can also go to the Martial Soul Academy, where are all the geniuses of our Martial Soul Palace. ”

"Hehe, Xiaoxue, we're not in a hurry, we'll just wait for you to take me to see it." Zong Wei said with a smile.

"Well, that's fine, if nothing else, I'm sure I'll be looking for you tomorrow at noon or night, don't worry, I won't forget you." Qian Renxue said.

"Okay, see you tomorrow."

Bidding farewell to his friends, he took out the angel token from the starlight sapphire ring, and the journey was unimpeded.

Qianyue stepped on the steps that were both familiar and unfamiliar.

Qian Lingxue looked at the familiar building of the Pope's Palace not far away, and couldn't help but think a lot, this is where she has lived since she was born, and she did not move out until after her father's death to live in the Hall of Elders with her grandfather.

She has never forgotten this since she was a child, and only her father knows this, and her father told her not to tell others easily, even Bibi Dong.

The father in my memory, who was tall and majestic, was always wearing a luxurious black robe inlaid with gold inscriptions, wearing a nine-curved purple and gold crown, holding a scepter about two meters long and inlaid with countless gems, and his whole body was full of noble and sacred aura.

She likes her father very much, and her father loves her very much

The little Qianrenxue was not sensible at the time. Always pestered him when her father was busy, and let her father play with her, because she was really lonely, a huge papal palace, few people dared to talk to her, all of them were afraid of her identity, and only then did a maid dare to communicate with her.

Her father is also responsive to her needs, always tirelessly coaxing her, no matter what she wants, he will send someone to buy her the best.

The father's look at her is always full of tenderness, and it always contains the kind of father's love for his children.

Blood is thicker than water, father-daughter love.

When her father was alive, it could be said that she could shuttle through any palace at will, without being hindered by anyone, and now she ............

Nowadays, after all, things are people, not everything.

Qian Ling Xue walked up the steps step by step, to the Hall of Elders, where her grandfather lived.

The Hall of Elders is where the strongest power of the entire Martial Spirit Hall is located, and countless soul masters are proud to step into the Hall of Elders, because stepping here means that they must be Title Douluo.

The building of the Hall of Elders is very magnificent, with a high dome and a wide hall as soon as you enter. The ceilinged dome is nearly 30 meters high and is divided into three floors, each with ten rooms.

At the innermost side of this hall, in front of a huge six-winged angel statue made of pure gold and ten meters high, a person stood quietly, facing the direction of the door, looking up at the statue of pure gold.

From the back, it was a man, tall, but not athletic, dressed in a plain gray robe, with long black hair scattered behind his head, very neatly combed.

Standing there, he gave people a very strange feeling, and Qian Lingxue, who had the martial soul of the Holy Winged Angel of Light, felt extremely clear, as if that person was the Seraphim statue, and there was no difference between the two. It seemed that the sunlight shining into the hall from the huge windows around him was focused on him alone.

Despite the simplicity of his clothes, he felt like he was prostrating just standing there.

"Grandpa, I'm back." Qian Lingxue's small voice was calm and couldn't hide her joy, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise.

The man in gray turned around slowly, and the special aura from before suddenly disappeared, it looked like he was only thirty or forty years old, his appearance was very handsome, and his face. with a faint smile.

The calm, tranquil atmosphere gives people a very comfortable feeling. The most bizarre thing is that even if there is a Title Douluo here, he will definitely not be able to feel a trace of soul power fluctuations from him.

The man in gray took a step lightly, and the next moment he had already come to Qian Ling Xue, his movements were not fast, but when he came to Qian Ling Xue, Qian Ling Xue had already thrown himself into his arms and cried loudly.

"Good, good, good, Cher." Qiandaoliu spoke incoherently excitedly, this is his only remaining bloodline in this world, the only relative.

Qianrenxue and Qiandaoliu hugged gently, looking at each other speechlessly, feeling the strong love of ancestors and grandchildren that belonged only to the bloodline.

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Wuhun Palace, Pope's Palace.

From the moment Qian Lingxue stepped into Wuhun City, she felt the breath that belonged to her.

"Qianrenxue, you're back after all." The woman sitting high in the hall sighed.

This woman's bright golden dress dress was head-to-toe, extremely fitting, and the dazzling gown shimmered with more than 100 red, blue, and gold gemstones on it. The nine-curved purple gold crown on the top of his head is even more glorious, holding a scepter about two meters long and inlaid with countless gems.

Her fair skin and near-perfect appearance made her look so different. Especially the invisible nobility and sacredness revealed on the body, people can't help but have the mood of worship.

She was so stunningly beautiful, noble, elegant, and tranquil, that all kinds of beautiful words seemed to be applied to this woman.

Although she is no longer young, the traces of time do not seem to have left on her.

"It's been ten years, what the hell should I do to you?"

"Seed? Daughter? Bibi Dong couldn't help but smile bitterly.

To this day, she still can't control the hatred in her heart, she hates the angel clan, hates Qianxun, hates Qiandaoliu, and of course hates her daughter Qianrenxue.

She doesn't think she's doing anything wrong? What's wrong with her and Yu Xiaogang?

Qiandao exiled his son to do such a thing to her, this is what their angelic clan called the divine light?

As for Qianrenxue, the shadow of her childhood has been caused by Qianrenxue, Bibi Dong said that she has no regrets is false, but as soon as she sees Qianrenxue, it is impossible for her to calm down and treat her calmly.

Qianrenxue's existence reminds her all the time that this is the proof of her humiliation that night.