However, thinking of Bidong's harm to his own, it is still Qian Xuexue's heart still feels difficult to release.
What's more, she doesn't know how Bidong thinks about herself after all.
Is there her in her heart?
All the conclusions that they only concluded were just a speculation that they unilaterally compared Bidong.
No one knows how the thoughts in her heart.
"Sister Xueer, I only ask you one question: Do you want this mother and daughter, or is it completely disconnected?"
Lingtian saw the root of Qian Xuexue's tangled, and gave her two choices directly.
"You ... think?"
Qian Xuexue was silent for a moment, looking at Lingtian.
Although she is more preferred to the former, she still wants to listen to Lingtian's thoughts.
"If I let me choose, naturally I still hope that Sister Xueer can save this mother and daughter's feelings, and now the Rakshasa god thoughts have been sealed. You already know the truth of the year.
It has been solved. So I still want you to talk to Bibidong. "
"It can resolve the knots between each other.
"I can do it anyway, but I have a knot."
Lingtian pushed the tea cup in front of Qianyu Xue, giving his opinion that he had already prepared.
All the pavement today is for this opinion.
He knew that Qian Yixue's longing for motherly love, so he would definitely not give up this relationship easily.
However, she has a strong personality, especially in the east of Bibi. Only by using this method can she make a decision, in exchange for the opportunity to communicate with Bidong, and open the announcement.
In addition, he has no better way.
"..."
Staring at the tea cup in front of you.
Qian Xuexue was silent for a moment, and suddenly said, "Bibidong, how often can you wake up?"
"Be awake, just when you came to the elderly hall, I have been to her before she should be awake."
"I know."
Wen Yan, Qian Yixue stood up and walked to the door.
"Sister Xueer, wait a minute!"
Lingtian took the two steps in two steps to hold Qian Xuexue, and pointed at her cheeks in the eyes of her doubt. "Sister Xueer, you are crying like a little flower cat now, really plan to see Bibidong like this?"
"I, I'll go back to clean up first!"
Qian Xuexue's face flushed, and quickly ran away from the old hall.
"..."
Seeing this, Lingtian smiled helplessly.
Remembering the exchanges of Fang and Bibidong, he murmured.
"Bibidong, should you also consider it?"
"I can only do this step."
After all, the root cause of the relationship between them is still the attitude of Qianyu Xue. Now we know the truth of the matter of the year. In the case of Qian Yixue's open heart, this time, there is a high probability that it can reshape the mother and daughter friendship.
Moreover, in order to prevent accidents, he has seen Bibidong in advance.
There is no interference of Rakshasa now, she should make the right choice.
"Hope, everything goes well."
Lingtian walked out of the old hall, looking up at the starry sky and sighed softly.
Nympho
Nympho
Pope Temple, palace.
Speaking of Qian Qian Xueli, Bibidong, who was seriously injured, was able to cultivate here.
"..."
Bibidong at this moment puts on a regular service.
Passes left and right in the room, holding his fists in both hands, and his expression seems to be waiting.
One hour ago.
Bi Dong, who had been sleeping for nearly three days, finally woke up.
And Lingtian came here specially to meet Bibi Dong.
The first thing I said when we met was to ask myself what I thought of Qian Renxue.
Before she could answer, Lingtian told himself that Qian Renxue would come. If he wanted to resolve the knot between mother and daughter and get back together, he hoped that he could take this opportunity and have a good relationship with Qian Renxue.
Let’s talk.
After hearing this, Bibi Dong was very curious and asked the reason.
And Lingtian left the same words as when they first met in Wuhun Hall: I know Sister Xueer.
After speaking, Lingtian hurriedly left, leaving Bibi Dong alone in deep thought.
The determined tone made her lose consciousness.
Until now.
She was still thinking about what she wanted to do.
She has always remembered the mother-daughter relationship between Qian Renxue and herself, otherwise she would not have paid much attention to it.
But I think what I did to Qian Renxue back then has already sealed my fate.
There is no doubt about it.
I am absolutely incompetent as a mother.
Although all mistakes are justified, Qian Renxue is innocent.
Spreading hatred and anger to a child who had just been born was a fault she could not escape.
Bibi Dong didn't know how to mention it either.
Could it be that she really doesn't care?
This is also the real problem that bothers Bibi Dong. She doesn't know how Qian Renxue views her mother who is too harsh on her.
But there is still some hope in her heart: after all, Qian Renxue has her own blood, and without the Rakshasa divine thoughts to instigate her in her heart, Bibi Dong's feelings for Qian Renxue have now surpassed her hatred for the angel bloodline.
It was with such complex emotions intertwined in her heart that Bibi Dong didn't know how to choose.
He raised his eyes and looked out the door.
There was both anticipation and nervousness in his eyes.
Coming soon?
Recalling the words left by Lingtian, Bibi Dong murmured in a low voice.
'Dong Dong Dong!'
At this moment, a knock on the door suddenly sounded.
Bibi Dong looked at the door, frowned slightly, and said, "Who?"
"..."
There was silence for a while outside the door.
Qian Renxue was standing at the door with a complicated expression and remained silent.
In fact, she had hesitated in front of Bibi Dong's door for a long time and finally pulled the latch. The reason was because Qian Renxue didn't know how to call Bibi Dong.
Mother, obviously couldn't scream.
Bibi Dong or His Majesty the Pope are no longer suitable.
Just when Bibi Dong was about to become impatient, a slightly astringent but extremely familiar voice sounded.
"Bibi...it's me."
Qian Renxue's tone was deep, and in the end she skipped the title.
"Xue, Xue'er..."
Hearing a somewhat familiar voice, Bibi Dong quickly identified her identity.
After all, what mother can’t hear her daughter’s voice?
"Come in."
However, a trace of nervousness and panic flashed through her beautiful eyes of surprise. She quickly calmed down and looked around the room. Finally, she quickly sat down at the table. After holding her breath and regaining her composure and seeing no suspicion, she finally spoke.
.
'Crunch!'
Hearing this, Qian Renxue opened the door.
The door opens to both sides.
All Qian Renxue's movements when she walked into the room were caught by Bibi Dong's eyes.
The moment it catches the eye.
Although she had calmed down, Bibi Dong still looked slightly moved.
Without the influence of the Rakshasa body, Bibi Dong's eyes were extremely soft and warm when she saw Qian Renxue's features and eyes looked very much like hers.
But then I thought about it.
Mother and daughter now have a bad relationship, and she quickly hides it behind her eyes.
He regained his calm expression as before.
Act as if nothing happened and hide your true emotions.
However, this time it did not escape Qian Renxue, who had been secretly observing her. All the changes in Bibi Dong's expression the moment she entered the door were caught by her.
"Is this her..."
"What Xiaotian said is not unreasonable."
"Bibi Dong..."
Qian Renxue murmured in a low voice, and her nervousness was relieved a lot.
It was precisely because of Bibi Dong's reaction that she became more confident about her purpose this time.
But then his eyes changed.
Qian Renxue finally saw Bibi Dong's current demeanor.
Although there was no powder applied on the face, it could not hide the delicate eyebrows. However, this exquisiteness could not cover up the haggardness and weakness that had permeated the face. The dark purple hair no longer had the luster of the past, and the complexion revealed even more
Sickly pale, the tan mouth that is now unstained by lipstick is also bloodless, and Bibi Dong, who is holding on, is now stubborn and weak.
He is no longer as heroic as before.
Qian Renxue's eyes turned worried, and she couldn't help but ask with concern.
"How...how are you feeling?"
"You don't need to—it's okay."
Bibi Dong was startled for a moment, then shook her head.
"Why did you come to me?"
"I……"
"Don't look at me like that."
Qian Renxue's lips twitched and she hesitated to speak, but before she could speak, Bibi Dong smiled to herself, "Are you here to see me, a loser? Or are you here to avenge your grandfather?"
"I am now a prisoner of your angel lineage, and I can do whatever you want with me."
"I'm not..."
Hearing this, Qian Renxue's eyes darkened.
I want to explain it to him, but I don't know how to speak.
See this scene.
Bibi Dong's expression tightened, and she couldn't help feeling a little regretful.
I secretly thought that I couldn't keep my mouth shut. I wanted to speak properly, but I still had a gun and a stick.
If she scolded Qian Renxue away like this and ruined this conversation, that would definitely be what she regretted the most.
But who knows that this has been the way mother and daughter have communicated frequently for more than 20 years, and it is difficult for her to change her subconscious behavior.
Fortunately, Qian Renxue did not leave.
In these years of conversations with Bibi Dong, I have become immune to these things.
She still remembered the main business of her trip.
"call……"
After sorting out her emotions for a while, Qian Renxue quickly walked up to Bibi Dong.
After a moment of silence, she finally took a deep breath and faced Bibi Dong's surprised gaze, Qian Renxue said slowly.
"I already know everything...Grandpa has told me everything in the past and present."
'Kacha!'
As soon as he finished speaking, the teacup shattered.
But Bibi Dong seemed to be completely unaware, still tightly holding the fragment in her hand, letting it pierce her palm, and the blood flowed down the white palm, and "tick, tick," blood beads scattered on the ground.
Bloodshot eyes stared straight at Qian Renxue.
"Your hands..."
Although Bibi Dong's reaction had been expected, the scene before him still couldn't help but shock him.
The four eyes looked at each other.
After taking the opportunity for a while, Bibi Dong said word by word, "You know everything?"
"Um."
Hearing this, Qian Renxue nodded with a complicated expression.
"Hahaha……"
After a long silence, Bibi Dong suddenly laughed loudly and released the fragments in her hands.
"Fake, it's all fake!"
"That's it, that's it..."
She suddenly understood something, and her body was paralyzed in a chair.
At this moment, all the spirit and pride of East disappeared, and the whole person seemed to be exhausted all the strength.
"Bibidong ..."
Seeing this, Qian Xuexue was shocked.
Now Bibidong is the Pope's British Qi, it is completely a poor woman.
It was about to step forward quickly, but was thrown away by one.
"hehe……"
Before she waited for her to speak, Bibidong just smiled, and those eyes were desolate and cold, "Hehe ... I know Qian Xuexue, you are the old man who sent me to humiliate me?"
"No, me-"
Qian Yanxue tried to explain, but Bibidong, who was identified as the opportunity to explain her.
"Congratulations on you succeed!"
Bi Bidong's cold eyes looked at Qian Xuexue, and smiled at himself.
"Master Pope, who used to be high in Wuhun Temple, was actually a pity that could not be kept at innocence. Only the poor worm who could hurt her and took her daughter to get angry."
"Hahaha ... isn't it ironic, hahaha!"
"Should you be very happy? Do you think my vicious woman should be deserved?"
"Ha ha……"
Bibidong's desolate laughter echoed in the entire room.
Qian Yanxue felt sympathy for a while.
It turned out ... It turned out that the depression in Dongxin has been so serious over the years. The truth of that year is far greater than the damage caused by her imagination than Dong.
But she treated her so much.
Thinking of this, the empathy Qian Xuexue's heart was sour, and his eyes were red.
"mother--"
But at this time Bidong suddenly picked up a crushed porcelain.
No pause.
Directly row it directly towards your white jade neck.
The movement is in one go, Bibidong is even more determined, and there is no slightest nostalgia.
For her, the truth was the last layer of shame, and now her daughter has been revealed without reservation. In addition, the failure of the martial arts hall has no motivation to survive Bibidong's personality.
She ...
She Bidong is not like the group of guys in Qian Daoliu.
It can also be regarded as retaining the last dignity.
"don't want!"
Seeing this scene, Qian Yanxue was startled.
Now Bibidong is no longer the strength of the past. After the destruction of the Rakshasa god, the physical body is so weak that it is the same as ordinary people.
If it is really cut through the neck by porcelain pieces, it must be the ending of the fragrant jade!
Qian Yixue will definitely not let this happen.
Immediately step forward, kill the porcelain in the hands of Bidong.
‘Pap ...’
Porcelain slices fall off the ground and become more broken.
"Why don't you let you die?"
"you--"
"No, no, really not!"
Without waiting for Bidong to speak, Qian Yixue's distressing one hug him.
The eyes were red, and the tears couldn't help but fall.
"Mom, no, I have never thought about humiliating you, I have never thought about it ... I have never been happy ... No ..."
"Mom, no ..."
"I ... I am your daughter, how could I get rid of your blood on my body ... Mom, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's me ..."
Qian Xuexue said nothing, choking.
In addition to excitement, I subconsciously stopped the name buried in my heart.