Douluo's Shura Angel

Qian Renxue told no one what happened that day, not even her closest grandfather.

The little blonde girl's little heart is filled with the joy of having her own little secret, which she only knows!

Shura is even more indifferent to this matter. Even if his strength is completely gone, even if his body is gone and only his soul is left, he is still invincible in this world.

When he woke up, he had already inspected this world and the entire God Realm. Naturally, he also knew about the second-generation Shura God from the lower realm and the other four god kings who had been paying attention to this world.

What a coincidence, the highest authority and the most powerful force in the divine world are both my acquaintances! Either his old friend or his successor.

Shura and the other four divine kings were all conceived from the purest energy in the universe. They were naturally close to each other, and they formed a deep friendship in the process of establishing the divine realm together.

Therefore, after Shura explored the God Realm, he passed the news of his return to Kindness and others, and told them that the second generation Shura God would bring back something.

As for the second-generation Shura God, he had already come down from the lower realm when he was exploring the God Realm. Now he is wandering near the Wuhun Temple. He has already felt the second-generation Shura Divine Mind that envelopes the entire Wuhun City.

However, now Shura doesn't want to see the second generation Shura God and his Shura Sword.

Therefore, the second generation Shura God is currently staying excitedly in Wuhun City with Shura Sword, waiting to meet Shura.

Strictly speaking, Wuhun City is now the territory of the Angel God, especially the Wuhun Temple, which is the most important place for her angel inheritance. Therefore, the Angel God has long discovered the Shura God and Shura Sword staying in his territory. .

Especially recently, she wanted to take a look at her long-decided successor on a whim. As a result, she almost vomited blood. She found that the successor she selected to the Angel God was about to turn into the Shura God. It was supposed to be full of holiness. The , bright, purified soul has turned into a substantial killing intention to protect the soul, and the seeds of killing have also taken root and sprouted in the soul.

Such souls have nothing to do with gods like angel gods. The only thing Qian Renxue can succeed now is killing gods.

And the main culprit that caused the current situation...

The Angel God took a look at the burly figure of God Shura, the unfathomable vast divine power, the material murderous aura lingering on the Shura sword, and then took a look at his own thin body, the pitiful divine power that is weaker than God Shura, and When he saw Shura Sword, he was like a mouse seeing a cat, which only dared to exude a faint divine light.

The Angel God sighed helplessly and decided to swallow it. This was definitely not her intention, but there were so many lower realms in the God Realm, and she could still meet a better successor!

The second-generation Shura God didn't know that he had carried a big pot inexplicably. However, to him, it didn't matter how big the pot was, it couldn't beat him anyway.

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The moon was thin and the stars were thin. Except for the night market, the rest of Wuhun City, which had been busy all day, gradually became quiet.

The same is true for the Wuhun Temple. Except for the occasional brightly lit room and the patrolling guards, everyone has already gone to rest or practice.

Night was originally the time Qian Renxue hated the most, because she couldn't see anyone else in her room. She didn't have her parents' bedtime services, nor the bedtime stories that most children are accustomed to, nor her parents' worries at night. She tucks herself under the quilt, and there is no good night kiss from her parents when she is half asleep.

Before meeting him, she had nothing but her grandfather.

Her father Qian Xunji left her early, and she never enjoyed much of his father's care.

As for her mother Bibi Dong, she has hated her extremely since she was born. She has always looked at her with cold and indifferent eyes. She has never enjoyed maternal love.

Therefore, in this grand and magnificent Wuhun Palace, only grandpa is the best to her.

At least, that was until she met him.

But now the night has become the time she looks forward to the most, because she knows that someone is always with her and caring for her.

Someone will tell her a bedtime story, someone will patiently and gently coax her to sleep, someone will listen to her express her joy and grievances...

It was obvious that sometimes she was too greedy for this warmth, but he was not angry or annoyed even though she was acting petty. He just gently stroked her hair and coaxed herself gently.

He said that he would accept him as his disciple and grant him a godly position, but she was very reluctant. She always felt that if she agreed, she would regret it very much in the future!

Qian Renxue didn't know what she wanted, but she knew that it was definitely not what she wanted.

……

Qian Renxue was lying quietly on the bed, her petite and exquisite body covered with a large white soft quilt, only her small head was exposed, her two small hands were holding the edge of the quilt, her big golden eyes were spinning, soft and waxy Nuoti asked: "Uncle Shura, what story are you going to tell Xue'er tonight?"

"You!" Shura, who had walked out of Qian Renxue's sea of ​​consciousness, sat on the bed and knocked her forehead helplessly, listening to her soft cry of pain.

Shura felt very happy inside. Unfortunately, this emotion could not be shown on the surface, otherwise, he would be even happier.

Looking at the little girl pretending to be pitiful, staring at him with her big moist eyes, accusing him of his atrocities.

Shura had no choice but to tap Qian Renxue's snow-white forehead lovingly and said softly: "Okay, okay, my fault, it's all my fault."

"Hehe~" Qian Renxue's aggrieved look immediately disappeared. She directly opened the quilt and stretched out her little hand to hug Shura's arm: "I forgive you, I still want to hear the story!"

As he spoke, he raised his bright eyes and looked at Shura, his eyes full of joy and expectation!

Shura stretched out his arm that was not held by Qian Renxue and gently patted Qian Renxue's small back, coaxing: "Okay, okay! You lie down in the quilt first, and I will tell you after you lie down!"

Qian Renxue pouted and wanted to hold him like this. However, seeing Shura's unwillingness to say anything further, she could only snort heavily to express her displeasure!

"Humph!" After Qian Renxue expressed her displeasure, she obediently got into the quilt and lay down honestly.

Shura looked at the little blond girl whose big golden eyes were spinning as she waited for him to tell a story. He stretched out his hand to tuck her into bed. After confirming, he spoke softly:

"Legend, once upon a time..."

Before Shura's story was finished, Qian Renxue fell into a deep sleep with great satisfaction.

Shura looked at Qian Renxue sleeping under the soft moonlight. His young and cute face was full of satisfaction and joy, the corners of his mouth were slightly upward, and his whole person exuded an aura of joy!

Shura couldn't help but feel the love and doting in his heart. He stretched out his hand and gently tucked Qian Renxue's hair that accidentally fell to the corner of her mouth behind her delicate ears. Listening to her gentle murmuring in her sleep, the corners of her mouth unconsciously curled up. hook……