Chapter 56 is very well written, don’t write it again next time! Qian Renxue quickly grabbed Qian Daoliu's sleeve. "Forget it, Grandpa. Second Grandpa is still worried about breaking through level 99. Let's not bother him. Bibi Dong has already come to me several times. It's time to meet her." Qian Daoliu asked in surprise, "Xue'er, are you willing to meet Bibi Dong?" "Bibi Dong has been coming to me from time to time recently to ask about your situation. After all, she is your mother and she cares about you." It’s not that Qian Daoliu is trying to push Qian Renxue towards Bibi Dong, he just wants Qian Renxue to feel the love of a mother. What other children have, my Xue’er should also have! Qian Renxue didn't expect her grandfather to be so naive. He was still talking about chivalry at such an old age. Was his intelligence deceived by Bibi Dong? Oh no, this time he really encountered an intelligence dog, information Bibi Dong! "Well, she is my mother after all. How can I be willing to treat her coldly all the time?" It's not me, Qian Renxue, who has a cold face, it's Bibi Dong's face that turns cold first. It's just that I don't fall for her CPU tricks. Qian Renxue doesn't necessarily need a mother who loves her. Can't she become a god without Bibi Dong's love? "I will have a good communication with her." Qian Renxue showed a sunny and sweet smile, which made Qian Daoliu very happy.
"Okay, okay, it's better for you and your daughter to live in harmony." Qian Daoliu smiled with relief at first, then became worried again. "And as for your father, Grandpa doesn't know what's going on either. Xue'er, didn't you say before that you used your life attribute to heal him? His injuries haven't healed yet, and he's staying in that secret room and won't come out." "Grandpa wanted to find someone from the Ye family to help him, but he was unwilling." "You should go see him when you have time. Your words are more effective than grandpa's. Xunji now only regards you as everything to him." "Becoming an angel god is his obsession, and now he places everything on you." Qian Renxue nodded in surprise. What's going on with Qian Xunji? Didn't I leave a life seed for him? It's impossible that he hasn't recovered yet? Qian Renxue just felt like she was about to vomit. She actually had such a weird pair of parents. Maybe people with high talents have some flaws in their personalities. It is really rare to find someone as talented as herself who is also a normal person. Qian Renxue really can't understand the train of thought of this psychopath. "Don't worry! Grandpa, leave father's side to Xue'er. Xue'er will have a good communication with father!" Qian Renxue maintained her sweet smile. She couldn't wait to teach this weird pair of parents a lesson! Qian Daoliu watched Qian Renxue leave with a look of relief, but couldn't help but let the tears flow down his eyes, muttering to himself: "Xue'er, it's Grandpa who is useless. It's up to you whether Xunji is willing to survive." Ever since Qian Xunji found out that Qian Renxue absorbed the angel skull, he has been seeking death. He waits in the secret room for Bibi Dong to kill him. He doesn't want to hinder his daughter's path to becoming a god. Qian Daoliu wants to persuade him but fails and can only rely on Qian Renxue. After meeting her grandfather, Qian Renxue took light steps and slowly returned to her own warm little house. But the moment she stepped into the room, she was surprised to find Ye Feng was also here. He was sitting at the table, writing something affectionately and very focused. Qian Renxue frowned slightly, and a hint of displeasure appeared on her face. "Why are you here with me?" "Ouch!" Ye Feng was startled and he turned around quickly. He had clearly written the poem specifically for Qian Renxue, but now he subconsciously used his body to block it from her so that she wouldn't notice it. Seeing Qian Renxue's beautiful figure, Ye Feng's heartbeat inexplicably quickened a few points and he stood up and walked over awkwardly. "Sister Xue'er, you've been out and about, so I came to help you clean up. We haven't seen each other for more than three months, and I missed you." A blush appeared on Ye Feng's handsome face, which made him look innocent. He had been with Qian Renxue for half a year since he got his first spirit ring. During that time, he and Qian Renxue could see each other every day. But he never thought that Qian Renxue said she was going to get a spirit ring three and a half months ago, and she never came back. He couldn't help but worry that Qian Renxue had gone undercover in the Tiandou Empire. How could he cultivate his relationship with Sister Xue'er if she went undercover? Fortunately, Qian Renxue didn't go. Otherwise it would be such a waste of talent. It's really unthinkable that a person at level 20 would go out to be an undercover agent.
Qian Renxue relaxed her expression, smiled and nodded, "Thank you, Xiaofeng, what were you writing just now?" Ye Feng's face turned red and he stammered. Finally, he closed his eyes and faced death with equanimity. "It's just a few poems. Sister Xue'er, do you want to read them?" A gleam of curiosity flashed in Qian Renxue's beautiful eyes, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. "Poetry? You can write poetry? Sure, let me appreciate it for you!" Qian Renxue also became interested. There was poetry in Douluo Continent. The Sword Douluo of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect was a great poet. He would recite verses whenever he made a move, and therefore was called the Poetry Douluo. It was also from him that poetry began to flourish in Douluo Continent. Saying a line when releasing a soul skill could increase one's fashion value. Whether it was strong or not was another matter, but the main purpose was to look cool. There was a barely perceptible shyness on Ye Feng's face. He walked slowly to the desk, then carefully picked up the poem he had just written, held it in both hands, and handed it to Qian Renxue. Qian Renxue was slightly startled and looked at Ye Feng in surprise. She didn't expect Ye Feng to respect the etiquette of poetry and literature. Then her eyes fell on the pieces of paper. Ye Feng looked at Qian Renxue's stunning profile nervously. His hands clenched unconsciously and his heart was beating wildly. He was afraid that Qian Renxue could not understand the deep meaning of his poem, but at the same time he was afraid that Qian Renxue would understand the meaning of the poem. He was not so nervous when he absorbed the soul ring for the first time. "She is charming and graceful, and stands tall and straight. The falling snow adds to her beauty, and her graceful figure makes people think." Qian Renxue's mouth twitched involuntarily. No, buddy, your acrostic poem is too conspicuous, isn't it? You don't write about so many beautiful scenes, but you write about me? It's a bit abstract, not well hidden, not subtle enough. Qian Renxue continued to flip through the following manuscript. "The flowers are in full bloom, reflecting the beauty of the universe; the peaks are towering and majestic, pure white like snow; the graceful beauty is like a dream." Qian Renxue sucked in a breath of cold air. From now on, she should not call him Xiao Feng. She should just call him the King of Poetry, Abstract Brother. This was a bit outrageous. Qian Renxue was so embarrassed that she didn't know what expression to use to face Ye Feng. Qian Renxue continued to look at the last picture below. She forced herself to keep a straight face, fearing that her expression would hurt Ye Feng's self-esteem. "The light of her spirit shines brightly across the universe, her boundless talent soars a thousand feet, her beauty is as icy as frost and snow, and her peerless elegance reflects the heaven and earth!" Ye Feng, this abstract guy, will not do the same as Huo Yuhao and do something called the Three Wonders of Haodong in the future, right? If Ye Feng really called her "Xue'er Xue'er" in the future, Qian Renxue would really die, a social death. "Ahem, it's well written, but at your age you should focus on cultivation instead of writing poetry and songs, which are just for the older generation to express their emotions." "How about not wasting time writing these things next time? Cultivation is more important." Qian Renxue carefully organized her words, fearing that Ye Feng would be hit by her. What if Ye Feng accidentally turned evil? According to his previous performance, he should have been an elementary school student before crossing over! These three poems were written by Ye Feng, and have nothing to do with the author! I love you guys! Please vote! () Thank you for the reward from my brother Ai Lian Dan Er Fei Bu Qi! Hehe! (End of this chapter)