"Who are you? Why save me? ”

After the people left, a weak voice appeared next to Qian Lingxue, Qian Lingxue looked over, almost didn't recognize it, the Zhu Zhuqing she saw in the Battle of Jialing and the current Zhu Zhuqing can be said to be like two people.

At that time, Zhu Zhuqing was confident and beautiful, even if he was injured, his eyes were never as fragile as they are now.

It turned out that she had also gone through a vulnerable time alone.

Qianyue couldn't help but be a little soft-hearted, obviously she was the same age, but she touched her head like a big sister and said, "My name is Qianxue, if you don't have a place to go, come to Notting Academy to find me." ”

"Notting College ······"

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes full of autumn water looked at the short-haired girl in front of him, spreading a pair of golden wings and flying towards the endless darkness.

Those wings were the most beautiful beings she had ever seen in the world.

She muttered in her mouth, but she had a decision in her heart, and a touch of determination suddenly rose on her face, and she wiped away the undried tears on her face, and turned to walk out of the forest.

The road in the forest is not easy to walk, especially for her, a young soul master, who has only awakened the soul ring, but has not yet had the first soul ring in her life, even if she is full of innate soul power, it is extremely difficult to walk like an ordinary human child without any soul power.

But what she didn't know was that there was someone not far away who was guarding her, silently cutting off all the evil that was close to her for her.

The man unfolded the Seraphim Martial Spirit, holding the Angel Holy Sword in his hand, although his face was immature, he already had the demeanor of an angel god between his eyebrows.

A single sword can shatter the darkness of this heaven and earth.

When the sky was light, the man left.

Meeting Zhu Zhuqing was the most unexpected thing for Qianrenxue, but she didn't forget what she needed to do when she came back this time.

But a golden figure fell from the main hall of the Martial Spirit Palace, and the man in white leaning against the wall on the side was the first to open his eyes, and when he saw the person, there was surprise in his eyes: "Your Highness, why are you back?" ”

Seeing that Qianyue ignored him, this martial soul hall five worshippers chased a little Lori who tried to tighten her little face to pretend to be cold.

"I heard that His Highness has gone to the Heaven Dou Empire, how can such a small place allow His Highness's visit, his subordinates have been very worried about His Highness's situation in recent days."

Qian Lingxue let out a breath, and finally turned to look at him: "Guangling, don't you have anything else to do?" ”

That's right, the man in white in front of him is none other than Douluo Guangling, the peak of the Martial Spirit Palace, and his martial soul is also a super high-quality weapon martial soul, the Guangling Divine Bow.

And this five worshippers, who are very cold and indifferent outside, are extremely close in front of Qianrenxue, and they can't even hide the doting in their eyes.

Hearing this, Guangling smiled and said: "How can other things be as important as His Highness, His Highness attaches so much importance to that person, and his subordinates see that he is just the most ordinary person."

He was talking about Tang San.

Qian Lingxue pursed her lips, and her eyes suddenly became a little cold: "Who told you?" ”

"I told him."

Before Guangling could speak, another person walked in outside the door, and that person was the peerless Douluo of the ninety-ninth level of the Great Worship Thousand Daoliu and the Martial Spirit Palace.

When Qianyue saw that it was her grandfather coming, the coldness in her eyes disappeared without a trace in an instant, and she trotted over.

Qiandaoliu looked at Qianrenxue, who had only been out for half a year, Qianrenxue, who was originally only up to her knees, was a head taller than before, and the majesty on her face suddenly couldn't be hidden, he laughed, reached out and touched Qianrenxue's hair, and said kindly: "Our Xue'er has grown so tall, in a few years, I'm afraid it will be as tall as grandpa." ”

"Grandpa."

Qianrenxue seemed to be like a normal six-year-old child, holding Qiandaoliu's hand and coquettishly, making everyone present smile.

After a while, Qian Lingxue suddenly said seriously: "Grandpa, I want to participate in the angel assessment." ”

Suddenly, the Qiandaoliu, Guangling and Leng Kite present were all stunned.

Qiandaoliu was shocked on his face, but his expression was approving, he looked at Qianyue seriously, and asked, "Xue'er, have you really thought about it?" The assessment is very dangerous, and even life-threatening if you are not careful. ”

Qiandaoliu's mood at the moment is undoubtedly complicated, he wants Qianrenxue to take the assessment quickly, successfully pass the assessment, and inherit the position of the legendary angel god, but on the other hand, Qianrenxue is his own granddaughter, and he hopes that she can grow up healthily more than anyone else.

Even if she is the young master of the Martial Spirit Palace, she was born with the mission of unifying the continent.

How could Qian Ling Xue not know what Qian Daoliu was thinking, as well as Guangling and Leng Kite, they were all absolutely loyal to the Martial Spirit Palace, and looking at her was like looking at their sister, how could she live up to the expectations of so many people.

She looked at Qiandaoliu with a firm gaze and nodded heavily: "Grandpa, I have thought about it, I want to take the assessment in advance." ”

Seeing that Qianrenxue was so persistent, Qiandaoliu had no choice but to nod and agree: "Okay then." ”

If you want to inherit the divine position of the angel god, you must pass the assessment of the previous angel god, and only after passing the assessment can you get the qualification to inherit the divine throne.

There will be a lot of competition among them, but the first element of the angel assessment is the need to have a six-winged angel martial soul, and the six-winged angel martial soul is very rare in the entire Douluo Continent, at present, only the thousand clans of the martial soul hall have such a martial soul.

But the Douluo Continent is so big, no one knows, and there are any other clansmen left behind.

The first assessment is the stress test.

Qiandaoliu took a few people to the angel temple, the huge angel statue stood in front of him, there were a total of nine points under the angel statue, with nine assessments, only by completing the last assessment, can you truly inherit the angel god.

As an examiner, Qiandaoliu naturally has a way to open the first assessment.

I saw Qiandaoliu take out a white bead from his arms, and with a slight wave of his hand, the white bead automatically flew on the first point, completely informed.

Then Qiandaoliu said to Qianrenxue: "Xue'er, this first assessment is a stress test, it can test what the maximum pressure you can withstand, in this process, if you can't bear it, don't be reckless, tell grandpa in your heart, grandpa immediately stop the test."

The last time she could withstand the pressure was a Soul Emperor above level sixty, at that time she accepted the inheritance much later than now, although she almost lost her life that time, and even her soul was almost annihilated, but Qian Lingxue still wanted to see what the maximum pressure she could withstand this time was.

"I got it, grandpa."

After that, Qian Lingxue resolutely walked in.

Several people outside the examination room observed the situation in the examination room through the crystal ball in the hall.

As soon as Qianyue entered, Gangben's relaxed body instantly tensed, and when she realized that she had not yet reached her limit, the index in the space soared directly all the way, and it was not until more than thirty levels later that it slowed down.

The level of pressure is not equal to the level of soul power, and every time the pressure rises, the effect is increased exponentially.

After reaching the fortieth level, Qian Ling Xue had already unleashed the Seraphim Martial Spirit to resist this pressure.

Guang Ling outside the arena was a little surprised, and he asked Leng Kite: "That person is just a soul master with the most inferior martial soul, and his innate soul power is only level ten, and he can't even compare to a finger of His Highness, how can it make His Highness have such a strong fighting intent?" ”

Leng Kite shook his head: "I don't know." ”

In fact, the words that Guangling Douluo said were exactly what she thought in her heart, and she had also seen that person, and in four words, it was mediocre.