On the streets of Tiandou City, the clan clan and Qian Renxue looked at each other.

As the breeze blew, Qian Renxue gently pulled the long hair on her forehead and smiled faintly: "What? You can't recognize me!"

"I'm recognizing, I'm recognizing." The clan clan looked a little embarrassed, and then asked tentatively: "Brother Xue? Oh no, Sister Xue? It doesn't work or not. Miss Xue?"

Qian Renxue rolled her eyes at the clan and said, "Just call me Xueer! Apart from my grandfather, you can call me that."

Of course, she didn't say the following sentence.

The clan nodded and smiled, "Xue'er."

The two of them strolled on the street, attracting the attention of many people who were eating melons. The clan is handsome and handsome, and Qian Renxue has a beautiful face. When they walk together, they talk and laugh, and they look like a young couple.

Qian Renxue said: "How is it? I keep my word! This is the first time this dress has been in more than ten years!"

The clan nodded deeply in agreement, "It's really beautiful. It seems that my slap was not wronged."

Qian Renxue's beautiful eyes glanced at the clan, "You still said."

"Uh. I won't say it anymore, I won't say it anymore. But—" the clan clan apologized.

As soon as the conversation changed, the clan clan approached Qian Renxue's ear and whispered: "Aren't you afraid of being discovered?"

Feeling the masculine aura on the clan, it was so similar to when the two of them had close contact that night.

"What's there to worry about? No one can recognize me anyway." Qian Renxue pouted her mouth and looked indifferent. Just as she was about to say something, the voice of the clan sect came from beside her.

"You must have worked hard for so many years!"

Hearing this, Qian Renxue showed a lonely look on her face, took a deep breath, and sighed: "I'm used to it. And..."

At the end, Qian Renxue lowered her head, bit her lower lip lightly, and said, "I want to prove it to that woman."

Seeing Qian Renxue's appearance, the clan also felt a sense of regret.

It can be said that Qian Renxue is one of the most miserable figures in the original work.

Unlike Tang Doudou, he has Tang Ritian by his side, and he is a time traveler who has been a two-lifetime traveler. In addition, the various plug-ins given by the God of Luck seemed to have been prepared for him in the dark. In the end, even if he died, he could be resurrected.

And what about Qian Renxue? Her father is a strong woman for food. After her mother was forced into trouble by her father's overlord, she was betrayed by scumbags one after another. In the end, even the man she fell in love with Tang San was deceived and used her. After using it, she showed her fangs and attacked her. In the end, her mother was killed and her divine position was broken.

Thinking of this, the clan clan directly held Qian Renxue's hand and said, "I'll take you to a place."

While talking, the clan clan ignored whether she agreed or not, and directly pulled her into a teahouse that she was more familiar with, ordered a private room, and soaked a pot of hot tea.

The clan's clan poured a cup of tea for Qian Renxue, "Please use it."

Taking a sip of the tea slightly, Qian Renxue's eyes lit up, "Why is this tea not bitter at all!"

The clan clan smiled and said, "You try it again."

"There is a hint of sweetness." Qian Renxue said in surprise.

“Because I added sugar to it.”

"Sugar? Is there anyone else who puts sugar in the tea?"

The clan clan shook his head and said solemnly: "No, I just want to tell you not to hold all the bitterness in your heart. Just like this cup of tea, if you feel bitter, you don't have to stick to the form. You can add some sugar to yourself appropriately."

Qian Renxue was stunned, as if she understood something. She stretched out her palm and hit the head of the clan sect with a knife.

"Okay, you guy, you dare to preach to me."

The clan clan rubbed his slightly painful forehead and said, "How is it? Are you feeling better now?"

"Yeah! Thank you." Qian Renxue nodded.

It felt that the atmosphere was almost adjusted. The clan clan lowered his voice and said seriously to Qian Renxue: "Can you tell me your plan?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qian Renxue's face suddenly stiffened, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she said coldly: "After you know my secret, aren't you afraid that I will kill someone to silence me?"

The clan clan did not answer directly, stood up, released the domineering aura of seeing and hearing. After sensing that there were only two titled Douluoes hiding in the dark around them, he nodded slightly and sat back on their original place.

"Before this, let me guess first! You must not be the original Xueqinghe. And the reason why you pretend to be Xueqinghe is nothing more than one purpose, that is, to become the emperor of the Tiandou Empire and control the entire Tiandou Empire.

As for your origin, first rule out the Tiandou Empire. The difference between the White Tiger Martial Soul of the Xingluo Empire and the Swan Martial Soul of the Tiandou Empire is too big, and it is easy to reveal it. Then only the Wuhun Palace has such great ability.”

Hearing this, Qian Renxue's face had already reached the extreme coldness, and she no longer had the same kindness as before. It was like an active volcano that was about to erupt at any time, "Clan Sect, you are indeed smart."

The clan clan was stunned, as if he had pretended too much, Qian Renxue seemed to be really angry, and even the younger brother stopped shouting. He immediately went straight to the point, "But you left a fatal weakness."

"Oh?" Hearing this, Qian Renxue's frowning stretched slightly, and she became a little interested in the words of the clan. She narrowed her eyes and said, "Tell me, look."

The clan clan said lightly: "Avalanche."

"What's the point of caring about that playboy?" Qian Renxue said disdainfully.

"The more inconspicuous a person is, the more dangerous it is. Who can know whether the hidden heart of an emperor under his dandy appearance is not an imperial heart? I think you also know that he is very close to that old guy Xuexing! With Xuexing behind his back, even if it does not pose a threat to you in the future, it is not impossible to let your hard work go to waste."

Qian Renxue raised her beautiful eyebrows and suddenly realized that what the clan clan said was a little reasonable. Whether it is an avalanche or a fake playboy, keeping it is always a future.

But she still shook her head, "No, now there are only two princes left in Tiandou. If it dies in an avalanche, others will definitely suspect 'Xueqinghe'."

The clan clan smiled mysteriously and said, "What if he died at the hands of Tang Ritian's son!"

"Tang Ritian, who is he?" Qian Renxue looked puzzled.

The corners of the clan's mouth twitched slightly, and suddenly he was used to it and didn't change it.

"Tang Ritian is just my joke to him. To be precise, his name is Tang Hao."

"Haotian Douluo, Tang Hao?" Qian Renxue's pupils shrank, and a look of shock appeared on her face. Tang Hao, this name can be said to be a taboo in the Martial Soul Palace. After all, her cheap dead ghost father Qian Xunji died in the hands of Tang Hao on the surface.

The clan nodded slightly, "Yes, it's the so-called Haotian Douluo."

Qian Renxue said: "If it were his son, no one would have doubted me."
Chapter completed!