Douluo Angel of Death

Hearing Bibi Dong's words, Qian Renling's brain went blank, and the string called reason broke.

Without reason, he instinctively said, "Why do you hate me?"

Bibi Dong narrowed her eyes, "As long as you exist for one day, I will hate you for one day." There was a struggle in her rose red eyes, and the little bit of maternal love boiled in her heart.

Bibi Dong pressed it down forcibly, she would not love this child, she hated their existence!

Their existence is an insult to themselves, a symbol of past misfortune.

Qian Renling bit her lip, his lips biting out a little bit of blood, "Since you hate me so much, then why give birth to me?"

Hearing these words, Qian Daoliu's face changed in an instant, and he said: "Xiao Ling, this is an adult's business, you don't need to worry about it."

He was afraid that Bibi Dong's attitude would affect Qian Renling's mood.

The grievances of the previous generation should not be added to the next generation, they are unaware.

"No, I have to ask clearly." Qian Renling's temperament is stubborn, and he won't give up if he doesn't explain clearly, "Please tell me, respected Pope Bibi Dong."

At this moment, he did not use his mother, but a respectful name.

"I have the right not to answer." Bibi Dong said coldly, "Since you consider me the pope, you shouldn't ask this question."

This is a shame, Bibi Dong will not say it.

"Please go back, don't think about these or not."

Bibi Dong's expression was cold, and nothing could be seen from her face.

"You are not my mother!"

Qian Renling left this sentence and ran out with tears on his little face.

Qian Daoliu looked at her expressionless, and slowly said, "You shouldn't say that to him."

"Then what do I say to him? Gentle? Give him the tenderness of a mother?" Bibi Dong sneered, and irony appeared in his eyes, "I didn't kill him with my own hands. It is my greatest love for him, don't You should not beg."

"I'm not a good person, let alone a good mother. Don't expect love from me, because this is what you owe me!"

When Bibi Dong said this, there was hatred in her red eyes that could not be concealed.

She hates not only Qianxunji but also Qiandaoliu, and even Qianrenxue and Qianrenling.As long as they belong to the thousand families, they are her enemies!

That shame will always be remembered in Bibi Dong's heart.

"This is what Qianjia owes you, and even Xunji owes you, but you should not retaliate against them, they are your children, Bibi Dong." Qian Daoliu knew that the incident did harm to her. Care about her attitude too much.

It was not Bibi Dong who made the mistake, but his son Chihiro Ji.As a father, he couldn't blame his children, he could only make up for Bibi Dong as much as possible.After all, they have children.

"It's late." Bibi Dong's voice was a little quieter, as if he had exhausted all his life, "No one will help me when I need help, then I will ruin everything and I hate you."

Logically speaking, she shouldn't show these things in front of outsiders.However, when facing Qian Daoliu and Qian Renling, her sanity was lost a little bit.

"I've said this, it's up to you, Bibi Dong." Qian Daoliu didn't underestimate her revenge, because he sensed divinity in her.

As long as there is a trace of divinity in Douluo Continent, then it is very likely to become a deity.Qianjia, as the family of the angel god, has the inheritance of the angel god, and later generations can participate in the angel test in these inheritance. If someone is lucky to be an angel nine times, then he is a new generation of angel god.

Chapter 40: Unforgettable

Many gods fell in ancient times.The lucky gods left a legacy on the Douluo Continent before their fall, and thousands of them were the families of the angel gods.

There are many miracles in Douluo Continent, such as the Slaughter City.

After sensing the divinity in Bibi Dong, Qian Daoliu knew that she had participated in the assessment of a certain deity.

The assessment of the gods is based on their talents and minds. The highest is nine exams, and the lowest is one exam.The more levels of assessment, the higher the fit with this deity.Nine tests are the most difficult, but can become this god.

Qian Daoliu didn't dare to underestimate Bibi Dong, women were more ruthless than men.

"Bibi Dong, they are your children after all."

Leaving this sentence, Qiandao flowed away.

After Chihiro died of illness, their relationship was tense.

There was a struggle in the rose red eyes. After a while, calmness was restored, and a faint voice appeared in the papal hall.

"Lin Yan, teach him well and don't let me down on what I expect of you." Bibi Dong said with a calm expression and calmly said to Lin Yan, "You know what should be said and what should not be said."

In a few short sentences, it means threat.

She didn't want today's affairs to be known to outsiders.Lin Yan stayed here before and listened to their conversation.

Bibi Dong would not attack Lin Yan because of these things, but she would not let Lin Yan tell these things.

"Yes, under the crown of the Pope."

Even if he gave Lin Yan ten courage, he didn't dare to say it, because the Pope must not be exposed.

"Lin Yan, the important responsibility of the golden generation is on you, don't have another one." Bibi Dong's tone was a bit sharp, and people couldn't help but obey her arrangements.

This is the pope's momentum!

"Yes."

Lin Yan agreed, and the Pope's trust was hard-won.

"You go down first, Lin Yan."

After Lin Yan left, Bibi Dong clenched her hand tightly, biting her lips, and red blood dripped from her lips.

Maternal love?The word is too far away from her!

She can't forget Yu Xiaogang.

If love is a prison to imprison oneself, then hate is the key to unlock the prison.

"Xiaogang, I will never forget you in my life. I am so filthy, how can I be qualified to love you again?"

The perfect face was tired, and her heart died more than ten years ago.The three words Yu Xiaogang became a big stone in her heart.

"Chihiro Ji, even if you die, I still can't forget those hatreds!"

There was a strong killing intent in the rose red eyes, "Thousands owe me, and I will get them back one by one."

Putting those green hands on the armrest beside the stone seat, she was desperately suppressing her emotions.

After more than ten years of superimposition, those hatreds became very deep, eroding her sense a little bit.