Douluo: My Sharingan is not serious.

As the two of them finished speaking.

The angel statue actually flickered slightly, and this time even the other six worshippers saw it.
A fanatical expression appeared on his face.

As loyal supporters of the Qian family, they are naturally also fanatical believers of angels.

Unexpectedly, Ye Qiu and Qian Renxue’s marriage was actually recognized by the Angel God. It was indeed a match made in heaven.

However, Qian Renjue and Qian Renxue both had strange expressions on their faces.

Just because they heard the Angel God's complaints, it wasn't recognition at all, it was just goose bumps.

"Tsk tsk. I'm really old now. Such words are really corny."

In a space filled with endless sacred fire, the God of Angels sat on the Angel Sword, looking down at the unfriendly faces of Ye Qiu and Qian Renxue, and smiled playfully without any self-awareness. That face that was exactly the same as Qian Renxue's showed a playful look that Qian Renxue had never had before.

"Well, as a newcomer, I'll just show my small appreciation."

The Angel God gently raised his hand.

Waved.

In an instant, two streams of golden flames burst out from the eyes of the angel statue, fell on Qian Renxue and Ye Qiu, and submerged into their bodies.

"Take this as my gift. As long as you silently recite each other's names and recall each other's faces in your hearts, you will be able to sense each other's whereabouts." The voice of the Angel God sounded faintly in this worship hall.

"We have met the Lord Angel God! May you bless our Spirit Hall for thousands of years!"

Jin Yu and the other six priests knelt on the ground in unison.

"Thank you, ancestors."

Qian Renxue put away the unfriendly expression on her face and bowed slightly to express her gratitude.

"Thank you, senior."

Ye Qiu was about to bow, but the Angel God stopped him.

"You don't have to salute."

Then he responded to the wishes of Golden Crocodile and others.

"You have to find Ye Qiu for this matter. He is fully capable of doing it."

The Angel God supported his head and lay lazily on the seat. The words that followed only echoed in the golden space and no one else could hear them.

"Even I have to rely on him. No matter in the past or in the future, this guy will always be the one riding on my head."

The voice of Angel's Myth fell.

Golden Crocodile Douluo and even Qian Daoliu looked at Ye Qiu with shock and excitement.

"Uh"

Ye Qiu was stunned for a moment, then he grabbed Qian Renxue's soft hand and smiled slightly.

"Dear seniors, I will do my best."

"Haha. Alright, we old guys won't get involved in what's happening next. Xiaoxue, you can just arrange it yourself." Qian Daoliu nodded with satisfaction. After repeatedly asking the God of Angels for instructions, and when there was no movement, he planned to take the other brothers away.

……

"Come on, I'll take you to my room."

Qian Renxue, with a blushing face, was wearing a wedding dress as she dragged Ye Qiu out of the worship hall and walked towards the back of the hall where a duplex building stood.

Ye Qiu followed Qian Renxue quietly, feeling the evening breeze and looking at the spire of the Pope's Palace standing halfway up the mountain. He couldn't help but think of what Bibi Dong had done to him.

Arriving at Qian Renxue's boudoir, the colors there were not significantly different from those in the Prince's Mansion, except that it was more childish, with more toys, dolls, and long pillows. Qian Renxue had been away for many years, but this place had retained the appearance of her childhood.

"Xue'er, these years must have been difficult."

Ye Qiu gently held Qian Renxue in his arms and stayed still without moving.

"It's really uncomfortable at first, but you'll get used to it." Qian Renxue smiled, her face flushed with shyness. Ye Qiu shuddered, and Qian Renxue had already grabbed his head. Qian Renxue gently pushed Ye Qiu down on the bed and said softly, "Although I'm not ready to give it to you, I am also prepared, Ye Qiu. If you dare to betray me, I will chop off the things that have polluted me tonight and feed them to the dogs. Do you understand?"

Qian Renxue gently caressed Ye Qiu's chest, feeling extremely ashamed, but she still opened her mouth to Ye Qiu, her moist pink tongue swirling around, as if greeting Ye Qiu, or telling him what was going to happen next. "Xue'er, you don't have to do this, you are a holy angel, aren't you? You..."

"But I have a fiancé now, your fiancée. No matter what, I have to go through your baptism and indoctrination. I think very clearly. You are my lover, and serving you is not something that becomes unholy. If this is no longer holy, it means that one day in the future, you have betrayed me! Being done that kind of thing by someone who doesn't love me is the real defilement! If there really comes such a day, I will understand that filth with my own hands!" Qian Renxue stared straight at Ye Qiu. She had already figured it out a long time ago. She would be Ye Qiu's wife in the future. She would be no different from those women. She would be jealous, have children, and be loving to her husband. This was just the most normal thing.

"Xue'er, I won't let you down, but I'm sorry, I, I can't give you what you want." Ye Qiu gently hugged Qian Renxue in his arms. He was now certain that even if Qian Renxue became stronger than him in the future, she would never do anything like imprisoning someone in a secret room again.

"It's okay. It's my fault that I came later. It's my fault that you, a bastard, look like this and have a weird martial spirit." Qian Renxue hugged Ye Qiu from above, her red lips touching Ye Qiu's. Whenever she spoke, a hot and fragrant breeze would blow on him. She would gently hold Ye Qiu's lips and whisper, "Tonight, you are my husband. I'm not an angel, just your woman and wife. I will do what I should do."

"Xue'er, I understand." Ye Qiu gently accepted Qian Renxue's gift and solved the problem of his dry mouth. He had never thought that this day, the high and mighty Qian Renxue would contain his mind like this. He felt Qian Renxue's delicate body sliding down against him, felt the cool breeze on his scalp, and then quickly became hot, as if it was covered with snowflakes, cold and wet, and then became warm. Ye Qiu's eyes widened. He did not have the maturity and reliability of Ning Rongrong. Instead, he was very awkward and could not let go of his hands and feet. However, Ye Qiu was still very excited about it. Perhaps this was the so-called sense of increase. The flower from the high mountain fell to the mortal world and served wholeheartedly. Ye Qiu had never tensed his body like this before.

At the same time, in the golden space, seeing Qian Renxue dozing off on Ye Qiu's belly with her head resting on it and drooling, the Angel God was immediately shocked, his face turned pale, then flushed, ashamed, staring at Ye Qiu grabbing Qian Renxue's hair and shaking her constantly, wishing he could jump out right now and separate them, but the Angel God didn't do that, instead he sat on the throne dejectedly and thankfully, watching Qian Renxue's performance and sighing. "It seems that I have to give up this body of Xue'er, I really can't accept it, what is that on her face! Eat, eat, eat, and you can still swallow it!"

The God of Angels raised her hand and shattered the disgusting scene. She felt inexplicably relieved. The justice in her heart had made her not really want Qian Renxue's body to help her resurrect and regain the status of the God of Angels. Now this scene made her make up her mind. Her mood immediately improved a lot. She would protect her justice by herself.

"But, if I don't follow Shura's instructions, I will become a wandering ghost. No, I have to think of a way myself. Shura is unreliable. He will go out to find Luosha after he finishes his work."

……

There was nothing to say all night, and the next morning.

In the Haotian Sect, Tang San got up at dawn as usual and walked out of the room.

As soon as he went out, a damp mist blew towards him. It was extremely humid on the top of the mountain, and it was even more foggy in the early morning. If it was an ordinary person's vision, he could only see about five meters in front of him at most. Although Tang San was not affected so much, he obviously could not practice the Purple Demon Pupil. It seems that if he lives here for a long time, he must find a suitable place to practice. "Xiao San, don't go out at this time, just wait for the people from the Haotian Sect to call us." Evil Blood Douluo sat in the house, drinking hot tea, calm and composed.

"Understood, godfather."

Tang San nodded slightly and retreated into the room.

The air was a little cold, and after just standing outside for a while, Tang San's clothes were a little wet. Just as he was hesitating whether to continue practicing for a while, there was a bang on the door, followed by Tang Long's voice.

"Tang San, are you up?"

"get up."

Tang San frowned and went forward to open the door.

"Hello, Your Majesties."

Tang Long came in carrying a food box, and without being polite, he greeted Xiexue and Mo Wuchang and directly

The food box was placed on the table and opened. Inside were two plates of steamed buns, a bowl of hot porridge, a few eggs and pickles.

"Tang San, I'm afraid you've been busy today. Eat more. Your Excellencies, the food is simple. Don't be polite."

"Oh, it's really thick."

Mo Wuchang smacked his lips. After coming to the Haotian Sect, he was sure to lose a few pounds.

I always feel that these guys are deliberately treating them harshly. Otherwise, just by eating these, how could the members of the Haotian Sect be so big and strong?

"Well, it's good to have something to eat. If Tang San Wuchang doesn't want it, you can eat more." Evil Blood Douluo didn't care. On such a steep mountain top, it was already good to have white flour buns in the morning.

"Well, thank you."

Tang San didn't hesitate to say thank you and started to eat heartily. Tang Long also joined the battlefield and ate all the food in a short while.

"Tang San, I'm afraid you're going to be in trouble today. I heard from other brothers that the elders are very concerned about your return and are very angry. The sect leader told me to tell you to be careful. If necessary, you can refuse other people's challenges."

Before leaving, Tang Long gave instructions.

Can I really refuse? If that's the case, I'm afraid I really can't lead the Haotian Sect to avenge my father, right?

Tang San sighed secretly in his heart.

"Thank you, Brother Tang Long."

After breakfast, Tang Long did not go too far away, but waited until the sun was high in the sky and the fog dissipated before leading Tang San and the others out.

Go straight to the front yard of Haotian Sect.

……

Haotian Sect, front yard.

It was completely different from the quietness when Tang San came yesterday.

At this time, there were at least one hundred and fifty people gathered in the yard, most of them standing around.

In the middle of the courtyard, Sect Master Tang Xiao and five white-haired old men stood there. These five old men looked to be at least eighty years old, but they were all energetic and rosy-cheeked. One of the old men was talking to Tang Xiao with a serious expression.

Tang Long whispered, "Except for those who are out there doing purchases and work, almost all the direct descendants of the sect are here. The five in the center are the five elders of the sect. Even the sect master has to give them some ground. In terms of seniority, they are all uncles of the sect master."

Accompanied by Tang Longdi.

Tang San, Evil Blood Douluo and Mo Wuchang came to the yard and soon realized that something was wrong.

Return to one's ancestry
The incense table that they had expected did not appear.

Tang San's face looked very ugly. It was obvious that the Haotian Sect did not welcome him to return to their ancestral home.

As soon as Tang San appeared.

It immediately became the focus of attention.

At this moment, someone shouted, "You rubbish from Tang Hao's family, you are not worthy of being a human being. Get out of Haotian! You don't deserve to be here."

Following these provocative words, many young people from the sect immediately responded, and the courtyard suddenly became chaotic.

Tang San narrowed his eyes slightly, and a brutal murderous intent flashed through their eyes. Just as Tang San was about to shout to stop him, suddenly, a layer of faint blood light spread from the Evil Blood Douluo's body, instantly covering the entire courtyard.

"Father!"

Xiexue had a gloomy face. He came here to wish Tang San to return to his roots, and he couldn't let these ants ruin his good deeds.

At this time, the sun was at its highest point.

The top of the mountain is undoubtedly very cold when there is no sunlight, but it is also closer to the sun. When the sun is shining, the temperature is much higher than the plains. The scorching sun shining on the skin may even cause sunburn.

But at this moment, when the red light spreading from the evil blood was instantly released, the disciples of Haotian Sect all felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar. The cold and eerie murderous aura instantly spread to every corner of the front yard, and the chaotic sounds stopped abruptly as if they were cut off by a sharp blade.

Even Tang Xiao and the five elders of Haotian Sect could not help but feel terrified. It seemed that only the long-missing ancestor Tang Chen could surpass this aura.
Who is that withered old man beside Tang San? !
Xiexue took a quick look and almost immediately found the sect disciple who had spoken first. He was a young man who looked about the same age as Tang San.

The thick murderous aura in the surrounding air also condensed at this moment, all gathered on this person, like a bridge connecting the evil blood and the young man.

The moment the red light gathered on the teenage boy, his face suddenly turned pale, and a heavy chill directly penetrated his skin. In his eyes, the evil blood had turned into a bloodthirsty devil.

(End of this chapter)