Chapter 611

(third shift)

"What sweetheart, what are you talking about?"

Smelling the speech, a touch of anger appeared on the cold pretty face of Qianren snow. She felt heartfelt displeasure at the words of the noble woman in front of her.

A pair of narrow blue eyes stared at her stunning face. She spoke coldly, as crisp as jade.

She won't be attracted to boys, especially such a bad man. There are countless people around her, but she has to provoke herself... She obviously forgot that she personally sent her crown princess to seduce each other.

"What's your woman's mind..."

"He's my man, don't you know?"

The girl did not mean to be afraid of the woman in front of her, and even completely ignored that the other party was the most prominent woman in the mainland.

“……”

Bibi Dongde's pink eyes glanced at the woman in front of him, inexplicably showed a smile, dissipated in a moment, and dropped his eyes.

"Is that how you talk to your aunt?"

"After you imprisoned my mother, you won't be my aunt. Don't be so hypocritical."

Qian Renxue is still the same as the original. It's hard to hold back his emotions after seeing Bi bidong... Tang Muchen thought to himself. What does she mean by this aunt? Is bidong the aunt of qianrenxue? This is possible because his arrival has changed the situation of the original work

... it's just about being imprisoned. Who is the prisoner? Who is the mother of Qianren snow in this world?

With such doubts, Tang Muchen kept quiet. Since the other party said it in front of him, he was not afraid to know it, even bibidong deliberately let himself know... But he just learned about the change of the plot, so he'd better close his mouth and continue to understand it.

Suddenly, Tang Muchen felt that his big hand was caught by a cold little hand. Xiaoqiao's soft catkin skillfully entered his palm, stroked it carefully, looked up slightly and saw the calm look, and her eyes showed a shallow and gentle Miss Yinlong Wang.

The big hand clenched and held the girl's soft little hand. They met and smiled. Everything was silent.

The two women who were competing for the front also stopped, and involuntarily turned their heads and looked at the two tenderhearted people here. They were more complicated than each other in their eyes, and Qianren snow frowned.

The Pope smiled modestly under the crown, brushed his long pink hair with his hand, and his pink eyes blinked: "Cher, I know you hate me, but it's not recommended to talk about these things in front of outsiders."

"Ha ha."

"If you really don't want to publish these things, you should have taught me a lesson just now."

The blue eyes swayed slightly, and Chiren snow was not afraid of the woman's words.

"Is there a relationship between you?"

She turned her head and looked directly at Tang Muchen's black eyes. The ruddy lips gently opened: "don't lie to me."

Tang Muchen was stunned by the sudden inquiry. Did she find it so soon?

But he didn't turn his head to observe the beautiful Pope's expression and calmly said, "No."

"I didn't even communicate with the pope in front of the continent's elite soul master competition."

Qian Ren's Sprite blue eyes opened slightly. The man in front looked calm, and his eyes didn't dodge. His tone was ordinary. It was his usual attitude towards himself, so didn't he lie? She believed the man in front of her and didn't continue to speak.

“……”

"Well, our Xueer should have no doubt now."

The energy cultivation under the Pope's crown is absolutely first-class. Even if Qian Renxue said a lot of good things about her attitude, she didn't show her thoughts and emotions at the moment.

"If you are dissatisfied with the way I want to see your boyfriend absorb the soul ring, just say it, and my aunt will meet your requirements."

With the tone of treating children, there is no irony in bibidong's words, but it is more ironic than any sharp words in qianrenxue's heart.

“……”

She did not continue to speak, even if she had grown over the years, she was not the opponent of this hateful woman.

The blue eyes rippled slightly, just like a drop of water falling into the calm lake, setting off bursts of ripples.

In front of this gorgeous pink haired woman, wearing a noble and elegant lilac dress and high heels, her deep eyes seemed to be able to see through everyone's mind, and her mouth was filled with a reserved and gentle smile... She was one of her most respected women at the beginning. When she was still learning dental language, she always called each other aunt. At that time, she, The status even surpasses her mother. Qianrenxue doesn't have much memory of her mother. She even rarely sees it. Only behind the door can she occasionally see her mother with a melancholy face.

She still remembers that her mother always takes care of her daughter and likes her very much, although she tears all day and has a sad and exquisite mind.

... what are all these things? She still remembers that when she returned to the Wu soul hall one day to look for her aunt and mother, she opened the door, but saw her most respected aunt, her father who died on the ground and her mother who committed suicide.

Suddenly, she felt that the world had become so strange. She didn't have much memory of what happened after that. Just after waking up, her grandfather sat next to him, held his little hand, and whispered to herself that her father was dead and her mother was locked up by the contemporary Pope.

Bibidong was crowned as a contemporary Pope, but she was no longer the aunt she dreamed of... All her beauty was broken, and she became a thousand Ren Snow who avenged her. She was ready to master the power of angels and work hard to defeat the woman in front of her... This effort was 20 years.

The water and light fluctuated. She didn't continue to talk. She didn't want to say, but she was unwilling and didn't dare to face it. Bei teeth gently bit the lip flap. She didn't even want to look at the woman in front of her.

Bibidong also had pink eyes and didn't continue to speak. They suddenly calmed down.

Tang Muchen looked at the two people in front of him and didn't quite understand their current situation.

What is this, having deep feelings for each other but having to fight each other? I don't think it's the same as a bitter drama.

But the atmosphere in front of him was really depressed, and he spoke softly.

"I'm going to absorb this soul bone now. Can you protect the Dharma for me?"

This is the way he can think of to solve this depressing atmosphere.