Douluo's Shura Angel

"Hmm~" Qian Renxue puffed up her little face and looked at her grandfather with her big half-moon eyes.

She had been sitting obediently for most of the day, watching her grandfather change his expression without saying a word to her. So, what was her shortcoming now?

The irritable Qian Renxue subconsciously exerted force on her little hand, and the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, who was sleeping comfortably on Qian Renxue's soft thigh, was suddenly awakened.

After waking up, Xiao Hei raised his big head and looked up at Qian Renxue speechlessly. Could you please stop tormenting the tiger? It’s not easy for me to get a good night’s sleep!

First, the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger lowered his big head. Who knows that this is his master? He doesn't care about these small flaws.

He moved his head and was about to sleep, but Qian Renxue picked him up and put him on the ground.

Dark Demon Evil God Tiger:. . .

Alas, the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger shook his big head and turned into a black shadow and disappeared into the worship hall. No matter what, he was going back to sleep!

"Alas!" Qian Daoliu sighed deeply. What could he do? He was also in despair!

His granddaughter is really jealous. Qian Daoliu is very suspicious that if his granddaughter shows great desire or interest in a certain thing or a certain thing, such a thing or thing will become... Qian Renxue appeared next to him in a way that he never imagined.

Qian Daoliu believed that something unbelievable like this had a very high probability of happening.

"Grandpa!" Qian Renxue was a little bored, and her crisp voice brought Qian Daoliu back from his distracted state.

Qian Daoliu patted Qian Renxue's little head, his eyes were very complicated, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

Looking at Qian Renxue's big confused eyes, Qian Daoliu realized at this moment that his granddaughter's eyes had turned into a crystal reddish color, and the dazzling blond hair on her head had not changed much except for the spirit of martial arts. After suppressing it to a certain extent, I suddenly changed my hair to silver hair.

After all, the slow transfer process is too ugly.

Qian Daoliu knew that his granddaughter's final image would be beautiful silver hair and crystal clear blood eyes. This was the dual influence of the martial spirit and the divine status inherited by Qian Renxue.

After a long time, Qian Daoliu patted Qian Renxue's little head again, with a very complicated tone:

"From now on, come to the worship hall once a day. Grandpa will teach you fighting skills and explain to you the detours and puzzles in the cultivation process. For the rest, you just need to complete the divine test well."

"Oh." Qian Renxue's cheeks bulged again, and she asked with some confusion:

"Grandpa, is there anything wrong with Xue'er's battle just now?"

"You..." Qian Daoliu opened his mouth. He didn't know how to speak. He couldn't tell his granddaughter directly. Your biggest shortcoming is that you are too well protected!

"Xue'er is fine now, don't worry, go back and have a good rest first!" Qian Daoliu was a little numb, smiling gently, feeling helpless inside.

"Oh." Qian Renxue nodded her head. She always felt that her grandfather had something he didn't tell her. Unfortunately, she had no evidence.

"Grandpa, I'm leaving then!" Qian Renxue waved her hands high and left the enshrinement hall under the watchful eyes of Qian Daoliu. She really needed to rest, and she was used to the weakness brought by the martial soul's true form. Qian Renxue was very uncomfortable with the powerful power flowing through her body.

All attributes were weakened by 50%. Qian Renxue felt that she would probably use Wuhun Avatar less in the future, unless she could find a way to overcome or minimize the side effects of Wuhun Avatar.

After Qian Daoliu watched Qian Renxue leave, he looked back at the most conspicuous angel statue in the Wuhun Hall, and then went back to practice.

Qian Daoliu thought a lot on the way back to the secret room where he practiced. There is no doubt that his granddaughter has not realized how unique her current conditions are. She is incompatible with the geniuses of this era. Compared to this, how much these geniuses are eclipsed.

To put it bluntly, Qian Renxue has been living this kind of life and practicing step by step. She has long been accustomed to it, so how could she feel any difference.

"Alas." Qian Daoliu shook his head. He originally wanted to point out his granddaughter, but in the end he found that he was the one who was hit the hardest.

In this era, Qian Daoliu never imagined that in front of Qian Renxue, in this era, who would dare to compete with the bright moon?

The Golden Generation of Wuhun Palace, which Bibi Dong had great hopes for, couldn't do it, the Haotian Sect couldn't do it, the Blue Lightning Overlord Sect couldn't do it, and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was even more impossible.

In this life, this world should be the world of Wuhun Palace.

. . .

Qian Renxue returned to her room, kicked off her shoes, and threw herself directly on her soft big bed. Her little feet wearing pure white socks kicked back and forth, and her little face arched on the soft mattress. There was deep depression on his face.

I originally wanted my grandpa to help improve my fighting skills, but now it seems that grandpa is a little unreliable!

He grabbed the little tail of the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, who was sleeping peacefully, and pulled him into his arms with the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger's confused eyes.

Holding the Dark Demon Evil Tiger in her arms, Qian Renxue rolled back and forth on the soft bed, radiating her depression.

She feels so difficult! If she could use soul skills, Qian Renxue would be sure to defeat her opponent with the same cultivation level.

Unfortunately, in the Wuhun Amusement Park, soul skills cannot be used at all!

As for the field skills that helped Qian Renxue win in the past few times, Qian Renxue would not be so stupid that the opponent would have no trump cards to resist.

As for finding the spiritual thoughts left by Shura in her consciousness sea, Qian Renxue gave up after thinking about it.

After all, he is not a real uncle! After realizing that there was something wrong with this spiritual thought, Qian Renxue tried it a few times overtly and covertly.

The result made her a little surprised and a little panicked. Her uncle actually left her. The divine mind left there had long been programmed with something similar to an intelligent program.

This kind of spiritual thought is just an empty shell for Qian Renxue. For Qian Renxue, the current spiritual thought is just to look at a familiar face to ease her longing.

For a long time, Qian Renxue lay flat on the soft bed, holding the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger in his arms, looking blankly at the ceiling with his big eyes, letting his thoughts go, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a long time, Qian Renxue turned sideways, buried her little face in the soft fur of the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, and inhaled deeply. The Dark Demon Evil God Tiger had a look of despair on its face.

That's all, is the big deal just a few beatings from Di Tian every day?

It's not a big deal, at most... it's just a little painful at most.

"Ouch!" Qian Renxue sat up and rubbed the soft body of the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger with her small hands. Sure enough, she still had to work harder.

Well, petting cats is addictive, and petting tigers is the same!

It’s just that playing tiger is risky, so be careful when buying it!