Chapter 410： 0 Chen Xue's goal, Ye Chen!
Martial Soul Hall.
It seemed that a layer of frost had condensed on the entire hall of the papal hall. There are only three people in the hall. Pope Bibidon sitting on the throne. Hu Lena, the saint of Wuhun Temple, who stood silent behind her. And that blonde hair changed back to women's clothing, the heroic Chi Qianxue.
Qian Chengxue stood ten meters away from Bibidong. The silence in the Chamber has lasted for a long time. Bibidong's sharp gaze always condensed on Qian Chengxue's face. But Qian Chengxue stared at her indifferently. Neither of them spoke, but the depressed atmosphere made Hu Liena behind Bibidong feel unable to breathe.
"Lena, you go out first." Bibidong waved his hand. There seemed to be more and less in her eyes.
Hulena secretly relieved her breath, responded respectfully, and quickly walked out of the meeting hall. She didn't find out until she walked out of the hall. His underwear has been soaked in sweat. She has followed Bibidong for many years, but she has never seen anyone dare to face her with such eyes in front of Bibidong. Who is that woman? It doesn't look much bigger than myself. But why is she so powerful? That didn't come from the momentum pressure on Wuhun. It is a kind of strength and majesty that comes from the heart.
Hu Lena went out, and Bibi Dong and Qian Chengxue were left in the Wuhundian meeting hall. Bibi Dong stood up slowly. Her figure was similar to Qian Qianxue in front of her. Step by step toward Qian Chengxue.
Qian Chengxue did not flinch because of Bi Bidong's momentum, his face was indifferent, and his eyes were even greater than Bi Bidong.
A very complex light flashed from under Bibidong's eyes. Suddenly, all her momentum seemed to disappear at this moment. With a sigh, she said, "If you fail, you will fail. Everything can be done from scratch. We are on the whole trend. It is still at an absolute advantage. "
Qian Chengxue said coldly: "Does this have anything to do with you? Sister --- Sister ----" At last, she should have called, but she deliberately lengthened her voice. It sounded full of mockery.
"Sister?" Angrily flashed through Bibidong's eyes, "Okay. You remember, call me like this in the future."
Qian Chengxue snorted coldly, "No, I still call you Pope Lord. In this world, I only have one family member, that is grandpa. Except for grandpa, any names that are dear to the relatives will never appear in my mouth. Did n’t you say that I was in the wrong place when I came to this world. He ’s already dead, and you have got the place you want. But you have to remember, you are you, I am me. We will be in separate politics in the future. Your Martial Soul Hall, I control my Elder Hall and Douluo Hall. From now on, you have no right to deploy all the elders in the Elder Hall. "
"What do you say?" Bibidong's gaze became sharper again, and the powerful breath immediately condensed into a substantive pressure that forced Qian Qianxue to step back several steps to stabilize his body. Under the pressure of Bibidong's powerful momentum, a strand of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth. But the sneer on her face did not diminish.
Seeing the blood flowing from the corner of Qian Chengxue's mouth, Bibi was stunned for a moment, his body suddenly stunned, and slowly converged.
"You go out. Go see your grandpa. If he agrees with you, I have no opinion." At this moment, Bibidong seems to be ten years old. You know, although her actual age is twenty years older than Qiancheng Xue, she looks similar on the surface.
Qian Chengxue glanced at Bibidong coldly, and walked out without looking back. The door of the meeting hall made a bang because of a violent collision. As if to isolate them in two worlds.
Bibidong seemed to lose all his strength in an instant, and he fell on his chair, tears, and flowed down his face uncontrollably. Who can imagine that this iron-blooded pope has such a weak side.
Elder Hall.
This is the largest building in the Pope's Hall, and also represents the most powerful force of the entire Wuhun Hall. In the tall domed building, the wide hall is on the door. The hollow dome is nearly thirty meters high and is divided into three floors, each with ten rooms.
Except for extremely special circumstances, the first condition to be able to stay here is that the soul power is above level 90, and possesses the strength of the title Doula. This is where the true highest power of the Wuhun Temple lies, and even the Pope must be restricted by it. In the final analysis, it is still the role of power. If the elders living here are united. Enough to destroy a city in a day. This is no exaggeration.
At this time, the elder hall was quiet, even if it was a waiter servant. When Qian Chengxue entered the huge hall, the sweat pores on his body suddenly contracted. It is on the innermost side of this hall. In front of a huge six-winged angel sculpture made of pure gold and standing up to ten meters high, a person stood quietly, facing away from the door, looking up at the statue of pure gold.
Seen from the back. It was a man with a tall figure. But he was not strong. He wore a plain gray robe and long black hair scattered behind his head and combed it very neatly. Stand there. He gave people a very strange feeling, with the six-winged angel Wushen Qianqianxue feeling particularly clear, it seemed that the man was the six-winged angel statue, and there was no separation between the two. It seemed that the sunlight from the surrounding huge windows into the hall focused on him alone. Although his clothes were so plain, he just stood there and gave a feeling of worship.
"Grandpa." Standing at the entrance, Qian Xuexue thumped. Kneel down. The stubborn face could no longer be maintained on the cold face. Tears flowed down the cheeks.
The gray-clothed man slowly turned around, and the previous special breath suddenly disappeared. It seems that he is only 30 or 40 years old. He looks very handsome, with a faint smile on his face. The calm, tranquil atmosphere gives a very comfortable feeling. The most bizarre thing is that even if there is a title Douluo here, he certainly can not feel a trace of soul power fluctuations from him.
The gray-clothed man took a step lightly, and came to Qian Qianxue in the next moment. His movements were not fast, but when he came to Qian Qianxue, Qian Chengxue had already thrown into his arms. Cry out loud.
No matter how strong a person is, there is also a weak side. This is true of Bibidong. Isn't Qian Qianxue so? For more than ten years posing as Xue Qinghe, the pressure she suffered and the youth she passed away were the only ones she knew best.
"Have you seen her?" The gray man gently groped for Qian Chenxue's blonde hair.
Qian Chengxue nodded silently.
Grey man said lightly: "Actually, she is also very painful. After all, it wasn't her who was wrong. Her feelings for you are not as you think."
千 伞 雪 looked up, looking at the only family she had always considered, "Grandpa, don't you help me?"
The gray-clothed man sighed, "I can't help. Although she was radical, she did nothing wrong. She is after all the identity of the Pope of Wuhun Palace. What's more, in Wuhun Palace, her influence has exceeded I."
"What?" Qian Chengxue was surprised, and even the tears that had been flowing in his eyes stopped, "This, this is impossible."
The gray man smiled slightly and spoiled: "Xiaoxue, you must remember that this is a world of weak meat and strong food. Whoever is stronger will have a greater right to speak, especially in our Wuhun Temple. . Her strength is no less than mine, she is still so young. Perhaps, she may become the first person to reach another level in years. Do n’t say that the second offering and the third offering have already supported him. Even if it ’s me, She will also support her. She will lead Wuhundian further. What you have to do is to help her, not against her. In fact, your talent is far beyond your father, not just from his stay The inheritance given to your Seraphim is also a talent that Bibitong inherited from you. She is your mother after all, anyway. "
Qian Chengxue stayed there for a long time without opening. The gray man did not speak, just looked at her quietly, giving her room to think.
Qian Qianxue at this time, the blood color on her face had faded, and the light in her eyes flickered. Suddenly, she suddenly raised her head and said to Grey Man: "Grandpa, I beg you one last thing."
The gray-clothed person's brows were slightly frowned, obviously she felt that her emotions were a bit wrong at this time. But he nodded.
Qian Chengxue's eyes suddenly solidified, he said with a deep voice: "I want to be the ruling elder of Wuhun Palace. UU Reading "
The gray-clothed man stunned: "Because of the young man who defeated you?" Ruling the elder is second only to the offering in the elders' palace. Worship can not participate in any action of Wuhun Temple. The most important responsibility of ruling the elder is to kill all the strongest opponents who are against Wuhundian.
Qian Chengxue nodded, "From now on, I will not interfere in Wuhundian affairs anymore. Also, she is not my mother. Not before, not now, and not in the future. I will never forgive her. If it ’s not you, I ’m afraid I ’m already dead in her hands. I only have grandpa. No mother. ”
Qian Chengxue looked at the gray man in front of him.
"Grandpa ..."
"You know, I once lost to one person three times, and now another person has appeared, which can tie me."
"All I want to do is defeat him completely."
"The affairs of Wuhun Temple have nothing to do with me from now on."
"I don't want to participate in these trivia anymore. I don't have a mother, no relatives, only grandpa is beside me."
"Grandpa, I want to become stronger, so strong that I can beat Ye Chen and defeat Tang San."
"People who have beaten me, I will beat them a little bit!"
Thousands of snow has a tear in her eyes.
Her determination, no one can compare.
She is willing to pay all the price in order to defeat Ye Chen.
What happened to Wuhundian, what did she do?
From today....
Her opponent is only one person.
That is ... Ye Chen! ! !
It seemed that a layer of frost had condensed on the entire hall of the papal hall. There are only three people in the hall. Pope Bibidon sitting on the throne. Hu Lena, the saint of Wuhun Temple, who stood silent behind her. And that blonde hair changed back to women's clothing, the heroic Chi Qianxue.
Qian Chengxue stood ten meters away from Bibidong. The silence in the Chamber has lasted for a long time. Bibidong's sharp gaze always condensed on Qian Chengxue's face. But Qian Chengxue stared at her indifferently. Neither of them spoke, but the depressed atmosphere made Hu Liena behind Bibidong feel unable to breathe.
"Lena, you go out first." Bibidong waved his hand. There seemed to be more and less in her eyes.
Hulena secretly relieved her breath, responded respectfully, and quickly walked out of the meeting hall. She didn't find out until she walked out of the hall. His underwear has been soaked in sweat. She has followed Bibidong for many years, but she has never seen anyone dare to face her with such eyes in front of Bibidong. Who is that woman? It doesn't look much bigger than myself. But why is she so powerful? That didn't come from the momentum pressure on Wuhun. It is a kind of strength and majesty that comes from the heart.
Hu Lena went out, and Bibi Dong and Qian Chengxue were left in the Wuhundian meeting hall. Bibi Dong stood up slowly. Her figure was similar to Qian Qianxue in front of her. Step by step toward Qian Chengxue.
Qian Chengxue did not flinch because of Bi Bidong's momentum, his face was indifferent, and his eyes were even greater than Bi Bidong.
A very complex light flashed from under Bibidong's eyes. Suddenly, all her momentum seemed to disappear at this moment. With a sigh, she said, "If you fail, you will fail. Everything can be done from scratch. We are on the whole trend. It is still at an absolute advantage. "
Qian Chengxue said coldly: "Does this have anything to do with you? Sister --- Sister ----" At last, she should have called, but she deliberately lengthened her voice. It sounded full of mockery.
"Sister?" Angrily flashed through Bibidong's eyes, "Okay. You remember, call me like this in the future."
Qian Chengxue snorted coldly, "No, I still call you Pope Lord. In this world, I only have one family member, that is grandpa. Except for grandpa, any names that are dear to the relatives will never appear in my mouth. Did n’t you say that I was in the wrong place when I came to this world. He ’s already dead, and you have got the place you want. But you have to remember, you are you, I am me. We will be in separate politics in the future. Your Martial Soul Hall, I control my Elder Hall and Douluo Hall. From now on, you have no right to deploy all the elders in the Elder Hall. "
"What do you say?" Bibidong's gaze became sharper again, and the powerful breath immediately condensed into a substantive pressure that forced Qian Qianxue to step back several steps to stabilize his body. Under the pressure of Bibidong's powerful momentum, a strand of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth. But the sneer on her face did not diminish.
Seeing the blood flowing from the corner of Qian Chengxue's mouth, Bibi was stunned for a moment, his body suddenly stunned, and slowly converged.
"You go out. Go see your grandpa. If he agrees with you, I have no opinion." At this moment, Bibidong seems to be ten years old. You know, although her actual age is twenty years older than Qiancheng Xue, she looks similar on the surface.
Qian Chengxue glanced at Bibidong coldly, and walked out without looking back. The door of the meeting hall made a bang because of a violent collision. As if to isolate them in two worlds.
Bibidong seemed to lose all his strength in an instant, and he fell on his chair, tears, and flowed down his face uncontrollably. Who can imagine that this iron-blooded pope has such a weak side.
Elder Hall.
This is the largest building in the Pope's Hall, and also represents the most powerful force of the entire Wuhun Hall. In the tall domed building, the wide hall is on the door. The hollow dome is nearly thirty meters high and is divided into three floors, each with ten rooms.
Except for extremely special circumstances, the first condition to be able to stay here is that the soul power is above level 90, and possesses the strength of the title Doula. This is where the true highest power of the Wuhun Temple lies, and even the Pope must be restricted by it. In the final analysis, it is still the role of power. If the elders living here are united. Enough to destroy a city in a day. This is no exaggeration.
At this time, the elder hall was quiet, even if it was a waiter servant. When Qian Chengxue entered the huge hall, the sweat pores on his body suddenly contracted. It is on the innermost side of this hall. In front of a huge six-winged angel sculpture made of pure gold and standing up to ten meters high, a person stood quietly, facing away from the door, looking up at the statue of pure gold.
Seen from the back. It was a man with a tall figure. But he was not strong. He wore a plain gray robe and long black hair scattered behind his head and combed it very neatly. Stand there. He gave people a very strange feeling, with the six-winged angel Wushen Qianqianxue feeling particularly clear, it seemed that the man was the six-winged angel statue, and there was no separation between the two. It seemed that the sunlight from the surrounding huge windows into the hall focused on him alone. Although his clothes were so plain, he just stood there and gave a feeling of worship.
"Grandpa." Standing at the entrance, Qian Xuexue thumped. Kneel down. The stubborn face could no longer be maintained on the cold face. Tears flowed down the cheeks.
The gray-clothed man slowly turned around, and the previous special breath suddenly disappeared. It seems that he is only 30 or 40 years old. He looks very handsome, with a faint smile on his face. The calm, tranquil atmosphere gives a very comfortable feeling. The most bizarre thing is that even if there is a title Douluo here, he certainly can not feel a trace of soul power fluctuations from him.
The gray-clothed man took a step lightly, and came to Qian Qianxue in the next moment. His movements were not fast, but when he came to Qian Qianxue, Qian Chengxue had already thrown into his arms. Cry out loud.
No matter how strong a person is, there is also a weak side. This is true of Bibidong. Isn't Qian Qianxue so? For more than ten years posing as Xue Qinghe, the pressure she suffered and the youth she passed away were the only ones she knew best.
"Have you seen her?" The gray man gently groped for Qian Chenxue's blonde hair.
Qian Chengxue nodded silently.
Grey man said lightly: "Actually, she is also very painful. After all, it wasn't her who was wrong. Her feelings for you are not as you think."
千 伞 雪 looked up, looking at the only family she had always considered, "Grandpa, don't you help me?"
The gray-clothed man sighed, "I can't help. Although she was radical, she did nothing wrong. She is after all the identity of the Pope of Wuhun Palace. What's more, in Wuhun Palace, her influence has exceeded I."
"What?" Qian Chengxue was surprised, and even the tears that had been flowing in his eyes stopped, "This, this is impossible."
The gray man smiled slightly and spoiled: "Xiaoxue, you must remember that this is a world of weak meat and strong food. Whoever is stronger will have a greater right to speak, especially in our Wuhun Temple. . Her strength is no less than mine, she is still so young. Perhaps, she may become the first person to reach another level in years. Do n’t say that the second offering and the third offering have already supported him. Even if it ’s me, She will also support her. She will lead Wuhundian further. What you have to do is to help her, not against her. In fact, your talent is far beyond your father, not just from his stay The inheritance given to your Seraphim is also a talent that Bibitong inherited from you. She is your mother after all, anyway. "
Qian Chengxue stayed there for a long time without opening. The gray man did not speak, just looked at her quietly, giving her room to think.
Qian Qianxue at this time, the blood color on her face had faded, and the light in her eyes flickered. Suddenly, she suddenly raised her head and said to Grey Man: "Grandpa, I beg you one last thing."
The gray-clothed person's brows were slightly frowned, obviously she felt that her emotions were a bit wrong at this time. But he nodded.
Qian Chengxue's eyes suddenly solidified, he said with a deep voice: "I want to be the ruling elder of Wuhun Palace. UU Reading "
The gray-clothed man stunned: "Because of the young man who defeated you?" Ruling the elder is second only to the offering in the elders' palace. Worship can not participate in any action of Wuhun Temple. The most important responsibility of ruling the elder is to kill all the strongest opponents who are against Wuhundian.
Qian Chengxue nodded, "From now on, I will not interfere in Wuhundian affairs anymore. Also, she is not my mother. Not before, not now, and not in the future. I will never forgive her. If it ’s not you, I ’m afraid I ’m already dead in her hands. I only have grandpa. No mother. ”
Qian Chengxue looked at the gray man in front of him.
"Grandpa ..."
"You know, I once lost to one person three times, and now another person has appeared, which can tie me."
"All I want to do is defeat him completely."
"The affairs of Wuhun Temple have nothing to do with me from now on."
"I don't want to participate in these trivia anymore. I don't have a mother, no relatives, only grandpa is beside me."
"Grandpa, I want to become stronger, so strong that I can beat Ye Chen and defeat Tang San."
"People who have beaten me, I will beat them a little bit!"
Thousands of snow has a tear in her eyes.
Her determination, no one can compare.
She is willing to pay all the price in order to defeat Ye Chen.
What happened to Wuhundian, what did she do?
From today....
Her opponent is only one person.
That is ... Ye Chen! ! !
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