Xu Hai shook his head and sighed, then took out the Acacia Heartbroken Red, and used its mysterious power to activate the Kunlun Mirror. Soon the relationship value between Zhang Ping and the person he spent the rest of his life with increased rapidly, but it stopped after reaching 70 "approval" points.
, can no longer be improved.
Can it only be upgraded to the "recognition" level at most?
Or is it related to Zhang Ping’s strength?
In order to test and solve this problem, Xu Hai decided to go out on the street and try to find some people from the past.
He also wants to find passers-by, but passers-by have nothing to do with him. It doesn't matter how to improve.
He waved to the Dark Devil Tiger lying on the window sill, and the little cat followed him out of the hotel and walked on the bustling streets with people coming and going, attracting many curious eyes.
Both Xu Hai and the mini version of the Dark Devil Tiger are very attractive. Is this the trouble of Dashuai Bi?
Xu Hai flipped the hair on his forehead with a deeply moved expression.
"Your grandpa wants to meet you. Come with me now."
Huh? Xu Hai looked displeased and glanced at the man who dared to disturb him. He had white hair, but his skin was just like that of an ordinary middle-aged man. He looked like a master at first glance.
Grandpa? You mean Sendaoliu, right?
As for this person being enshrined in Douluo Hall?
Although he knew that the Douluo Hall had seven major offerings, he had never seen any of them except Qian Daoliu. But that was none of his business!
He planned to go to the Douluo Palace, but he came to the door in person to cause trouble, rather than being threatened to enter.
"Go away, let Qian Daoliu come over and apologize to me in person."
"Are you sure?" Golden Crocodile Douluo's face gradually turned ugly, and he continued with fierce eyes: "Your grandfather saw that your egg martial soul had mutated and conformed to the teachings of the Guangming Clan, so he forgave you, otherwise he would not tolerate you like this.
Do evil people exist?"
"Go to the Douluo Palace to admit your mistake, where you will destroy your fallen prison spirit, and maybe you still have a trace of the spirit to recognize your ancestors and return to your clan. Don't make the wrong choice and lead to self-destruction."
"What an evil man, fuck you!"
Under the scorching sun, the shadow that fell on the ground turned into the shape of a fluttering and peerless woman. Xu Hai stopped him from paying attention and prevented him from getting angry and causing the death of innocent people around him. He raised his hand and punched Golden Crocodile Douluo in the eye socket.
With a few "bang bang" sounds, this punch caught Golden Crocodile Douluo off guard, causing him to go straight into the eyes of two pandas.
Rubbing his eyes, Golden Crocodile Douluo never imagined that someone would take action right after talking, without showing any martial ethics.
"Young man, I advise you to take care of yourself."
"Screw your rat tail juice and lie down for me!"
A gust of wind and fists sent Golden Crocodile Douluo scurrying around.
In this world of martial soul cultivation, without releasing the martial soul, only the physical body of Extreme Douluo can rival his, and the ninety-eighth level soul power of Golden Crocodile Douluo is still very tender.
I remember when I punched Nanshan Nursing Home and kicked Beihai Kindergarten without even losing a single blow, how could you still be worthy of fighting me?
Xu Hai felt proud. When Golden Crocodile Douluo was furious and prepared to release his martial spirit to fight with him, he quickly moved his position, ten meters in a step, and arrived at the Pope's Palace in a short time.
Golden Crocodile Douluo was so angry that he croaked. He didn't expect his grandson to run away so fast. It's disgusting.
Behind the Papal Palace is the place where the pope lives and lives. It is luxuriously decorated, but surprisingly, there are no guards or maids guarding it.
Xu Hai was very confused, and walked all the way inside, until he saw his mother coming out of the bathtub wearing clothes, and his head was buzzing.
"You just walked in like this? Didn't anyone teach you to knock on the door?"
The female pope wore a cool suspender skirt, showing off her snow-white shoulders and slender arms. The thin gauze could not block her convex curves. Her two long legs were looming, and her body was as delicate and as white as ivory.
, Xu Hai’s eyes bulged when he saw it.
Bibi Dong, who was already sullen and didn't reply after asking a question, looked up and became even more angry. Xu Hai's nose was pinched and pulled away, and he couldn't help but burst into tears.
"I heard it, I heard it, and you didn't teach me, how could I do it?"
At this time, Xu Hai knew exactly how to speak.
Sure enough, when the angry female pope heard this, her face suddenly softened, she let him go, rubbed his nose for him, then sat in front of the dressing cabinet and said in frustration: "Do you hate me very much? Your sister
I hate me so much."
I should hate you...
But he doesn't hate her, because Xu Hai knows what Bibi Dong went through back then... Although Qian Xunji didn't succeed, she still got pregnant in the end, and there was nothing she could do about being misunderstood.
There is also the credit of indifference... If her energy surge hadn't caused Qian Xunji to fall into a hallucination, mistakenly thinking that she had succeeded...
At this time, there might be a hole in the pillar of the secret room.
"Well, you are my mother, how could I hate you."
"Although I am your mother, I have never cared about you for more than ten years. Shouldn't you hate me?"
"I believe you have difficulties. If you want to talk about it later, just tell me. Don't think about those sad things now. Don't you want to comb your hair? I'll help you!"
At this time, Bibi Dong was putting her purple hair on one shoulder, combing it gently with a comb. A graceful and noble lady aura came to her face. When she heard Xu Hai's words, her face burst into tears.
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Xu Hai also took a comb to help her comb it for a while. He looked up and saw the mirror of the dressing cabinet and realized that he was at a loss.
No matter how sincere he said it, there was indeed a lot of sincerity in it, but more of it was just longing for this kind of emotion. After all, he was not an ignorant child. While he understood Bibi Dong, he also understood himself. At this time, he knew very well that he was not a blood relative of the woman in front of him, although it was almost the same...but it was still a bit impossible and embarrassing for him to lie on her lap like a child.
But strangely enough, with Yesu'er, he did it quite smoothly. The nanny's long and plump thighs can be hugged and pillowed whenever she wants.
Then why can't he do it with Bibi Dong? Maybe it's because the two are not that close. Xu Hai sighed, and finally stretched out his hand to wipe the beautiful face of the female pope and wipe away her tears.<
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When he was about to go out and give the female pope some time to calm down, he found that she had fallen asleep, leaning on him like a girl and falling asleep. At this time, Xu Hai felt slightly embarrassed. Should he go or not?<
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If he left, the stool the female pope was sitting on would fall to the ground without a backrest. If he didn't leave, he would have to stand all night.
"What? Xu Hai is back?"
After hearing Zhang Ping's words, Yan trembled and stood up in shock.
If he comes back, Nana...
As he expected, a look of urgency flashed across Hu Liena's charming little face, and then she pretended to be calm and asked leisurely: "When did he come back? Where is he?"
As she spoke, she took the tea cup and took a sip. She held the tea cup tightly with her little hands. These small actions could not hide Xie Yue and Yan.
Yan was naturally very jealous, while Xie Yue shook her head and sighed, his brother had no chance.
As his sister, Hu Liena is his only relative. The two grew up together. How could Xieyue not have the character of his sister? Once she starts to have feelings for Xu Hai, it will be difficult to let go.
"He should have gone to the Pope, and he also said that you are his and will spend the rest of his life with him. Is this true?" Zhang Ping asked with beautiful eyes.
At this time, she didn’t know why, but in her heart she recognized the identity of the person who would spend the rest of her life with His Royal Highness the Holy Son.
But her half-sad and half-complaining look made several other people look surprised.