Douluo Continent I am Yu Xiaogang.

Chapter 152 Father and daughter turn against each other
Qian Xunji looked at the woman lying in Qian Renxue's young arms with a sinister look. He really didn't expect to be stabbed by that woman in front of everyone. What a shame and humiliation!

Where can he show his face as the Pope of Wuhun Palace! If Qian Renxue hadn't awakened the three-winged angel martial spirit and was personally blessed by the angelic power, this would have made Qian Xunji very envious and jealous! Why can others awaken the martial soul and win the favor of the angel god, but he has to work hard to become a Titled Douluo before evolving the two-winged angel martial soul into a three-winged angel!

And when his daughter who doesn't like the name wakes up, her starting point is his strongest end point! He is not convinced! If the sanctimonious father Qian Daoliu hadn't protected the mother and daughter, he would have dealt with them long ago.

Qianxun quickly summoned her soul power to seal the wound on her abdomen, and passed directly over Qian Renxue, who was holding the seriously injured and unconscious blood butterfly, and planned to go back to her papal palace without looking back.

Qian Renxue cried and prayed as if grasping a life-saving straw:

"Father! Please save mom! Please save mom, okay? This is the first time Xue'er has begged you!"

Qian Xun quickly walked to the door and stopped, which made Qian Renxue extremely pleasantly surprised. While expecting that her father in name could call someone to rescue her mother, she gently wiped the blood from Xuedie's mouth.

However, Qian Xunji just turned his head slightly to look at Qian Renxue, who was covered in the blood of blood butterflies, and left without answering, flicking his robe. There were cold and biting words left in the air:

"Since you gave birth to a Qilin child for the Qian Family of Wuhun Palace, I will let you go this time! Someone will take her back! Don't dirty Wuhun Palace."

Qian Renxue felt that her expectations for her father were completely shattered. She didn't know why Qian Xunji treated her and her mother so coldly, why her mother hated Qian Xunji so much, and would rather die together than kill Qian Xunji, her nominal father.

Qian Renxue's eyes now lost the bright and lively luster in the past, and became dead and empty. She followed the blood butterfly guards back to the Saintess' Hall where she had been living, and sat by the bed alone watching the healing soul masters busy. .

After a while, a leading healing soul master shook his head and apologized and said to Qian Renxue, who was exuding an aura of cold despair:

"Young Master, please express your condolences. Madam Xuedie was seriously injured. It depends on her will to survive whether she can survive. After all, her ribs were all broken and her internal organs were affected by the impact of soul power. If she didn't die on the spot, she was already a strong soul master! Pay attention to rest, young master. , the subordinate resigned again."

The healing soul master sighed softly, led a group of people out and left, leaving Qian Renxue standing beside her dearest person, Xuedie.

Qian Renxue never expected that something like this would happen today, which had a huge impact on her young mind. Originally, awakening the god-level martial soul to level 20 innate soul power was such a joyful thing. She originally wanted to be under her mother's gentle care. Acting coquettishly in the arms.

Who would have thought that after Qian Renxue received the baptism of the angel god's power, when she opened her eyes, she saw a bloody scene that she would never forget in her life. Her dearest, most loving and doting mother was kicked hard by the father she met for the first time. Fly, blood spilled on the spot!
Qian Renxue felt that Wuhun Palace had become like an ice cellar, giving her a biting coldness. In this way, Qian Renxue stayed with the blood butterfly for three days and three nights without eating or drinking. If it weren't for her 20 innate soul power, Qian Renxue would have passed out long ago.

No one has come to visit their mother and daughter in the past three days. It seems that they are just outsiders living in Wuhun Palace. This makes Qian Renxue hate Wuhun Palace even more and wants to take her mother to escape from this huge prison here!
On this day, Qian Renxue was still guarding her mother Xuedie's bedside as usual. When she saw Xuedie's chapped lips, she took a cotton swab dipped in water and carefully moistened it. She was just like she used to take care of her mother when she was sick, clumsily taking care of the lying mother. Blood Butterfly was lying on the bed, pale and motionless.

Qian Daoliu stood at the door and silently looked at the little Qian Renxue, taking good care of his unconscious mother. He felt that many things had been out of his control recently. He was very happy that Qian Renxue, his biological granddaughter, had awakened as a god-level three-winged spirit angel, but soon the blood butterflies burst out and assassinated the Pope of the Spirit Hall. If it weren't for the fact that Xuedie gave birth to a peerless genius for Qianjia, she would have killed him on the spot. However, Qian Daoliu now hates his son Qian Xunji who did not consider the consequences. Xuedie died in front of Qian Renxue, which made Qian Renxue think about Wuhun Palace and their Qianjia!
Qian Renxue only noticed her grandfather's arrival when Qian Daoliu walked behind her. She forced a smile on her face and begged with sadness:

"Grandpa, if you are so powerful, you can save your mother! Xue'er only has her mother and you now, and Xue'er doesn't want to lose her mother! Wuwu..."

Qian Renxue hugged Qian Daoliu while she was talking and started crying. However, maybe Qian Renxue shed too many tears in the past three days. Now she can only cry with a hoarse voice without a single tear falling. She used to be so smart and agile. Her beautiful golden eyes were red and swollen from crying.

Qian Daoliu sighed with a complex expression, gently stroked Qian Renxue's dry hair and whispered:
"Xue'er, after all, grandpa is not a god, nor is he omnipotent. Your mother will feel distressed when she sees you like this. Have a good sleep! Everything will be over when you fall asleep! Be good to me, my good granddaughter."

Qian Daoliu's hand was filled with golden gentle soul power. He pressed Qian Renxue's neck gently, and Qian Renxue, who had not slept for three days and three nights, fell asleep immediately. Qian Daoliu gently picked up Qian Renxue and placed him on the bed in the back room. Then he walked to the Xuedie bed and murmured to himself:

"Xuedie, I know you hate my son Qian Xunji, but why did you kill Qian Xunji in front of Xue'er? Can't you let go of your hatred for Xue'er? Xue'er is the most outstanding member of the Qian family I have ever seen. I I can only help you wake up and cherish the next time!"

Qian Daoliu waved his hand and fired a stream of angelic power into Xuedie's body. In an instant, her pale complexion quickly recovered, and the sound of clicking bones could be heard. Xuedie now seems to have recovered as before, but all this is Qiandaoliu's angel god's divine power that overdraws his life. Everything is a reflection of the light.

When Qiandaoliu saw that Xuedie had woken up, she explained the situation and explained her situation, but Xuedie did not regret it. Her heart would have died that night, if it weren't for Xueer who had been suffering in pain for six full years.

Although it was a pity that Qian Xunji was not killed, it also planted a thorn in Qianjia's side. Although Xue Die paid the price with her life, she felt that everything was worth it. This also made Xueer see clearly that her biological father was not as good as a beast but a devil!
Qian Renxue felt like she had a nightmare in which her mother assassinated her father in anger. The man named father, whose face he could not see clearly, killed her mother and then walked towards her with a sinister smile on his face.

"No! Mom, don't leave Xue'er!"

"Xue'er, be good! Are you having nightmares again? Mom is here!"

Qian Renxue was stunned for a moment, her eyes filled with golden tears again. She turned around and saw her mother guarding her tenderly, as if everything in the past few days was a dream, and she hoped that day when the martial soul awakened would be a nightmare. , I never want to remember it!
"Wuwu...Mom, you didn't leave Xue'er! Xue'er is so scared! Wuwu..."

Qian Renxue threw herself directly into Xuedie's arms and cried loudly, venting her panic and fear. After all, Qian Renxue was just a little loli who was just six years old, and that day hurt her too much.

But how many days or months can the blood butterfly saved by Qian Daoliu survive?

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