Although his current state is still a bit weak, compared to his old appearance, which is about to decay, the current Sendaoliu is much stronger. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are completely different from each other.

He clenched his fists and suddenly waved.

'boom!'

There was a sudden sonic boom, and the tea eucalyptus in front of me fell into pieces.

"Hahaha!"

Qian Daoliu laughed heartily.

Although it is far less than half of what it was at its peak, it is often more precious when it is lost and recovered.

There are already many more accounts than before.

He is very satisfied!

"Unfortunately, this state can only last for one year."

Lingtian sighed.

This is not because he lacks strength, but Qiandaoliu can only sustain it for so long.

Qiandaoliu's current situation is very special.

During Lingtian's investigation just now, he had already discovered that the condensation of the angel oracle not only extracted his martial spirit, but also basically drained away his spirit, soul, life, etc.

Now Sendaoliu's body is basically an empty shell.

Only a little consciousness remains.

Or to put it more simply: all that is left of Qiandaoliu now is residual thoughts.

If it weren't for the protection of the angelic power, this little sadness would have dissipated long ago.

What he lacks is not just life force.

Even using the Crystal of Life cannot make up for this, and this is where Lingtian is most powerless. Even with his methods, he can only help Qiandaoliu live another year.

Because now his body is actually a funnel.

What Lingtian could do could only slow down the flow of sand, and one year was the limit of what he could do.

"..."

Unexpectedly, Qian Daoliu smiled calmly after hearing this.

He took two steps forward and patted Lingtian's shoulder gently, thanking him and saying, "Thank you Lingtian. It's already much better than before for me to have one more year. This is enough to be able to witness Xue'er becoming a god with my own eyes."

, I have no regrets.”

One year...

With less than three days left, the results now are beyond expectations.

He is not greedy for life.

The only thing he wants is to see Qian Renxue become a god.

One year is really enough.

How could he be dissatisfied?

"Speaking of which, I'm really looking forward to that day..." As he said that, Qian Daoliu's eyes were filled with anticipation.

"You can definitely see it."

Hearing this, Lingtian smiled in relief and nodded.

Qian Daoliu was very satisfied, so why did he have to worry about it? Besides, he had tried his best, and no one could say for sure what would happen in the future. Maybe there would be other solutions by then.

There is no way on Douluo Continent, but it is not necessarily the case in the God Realm.

The power of the Goddess of Life is no joke.

Immediately.

The two of them had a tacit understanding and did not continue to discuss the matter.

…

…

Under the intentional guidance of Lingtian.

The topic naturally turned to Bibi Dong.

The reason why I have to talk to Qian Daoliu alone today is not only because of Qian Daoliu himself, but also because of Bibi Dong. He always remembers to ease the relationship between Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong.

Although Qian Renxue didn't say it.

But Lingtian knew exactly what she was thinking.

If Bibi Dong really had no feelings for Qian Renxue, he would naturally not interfere in this matter.

And now.

Because of the Rakshasa God, there have been changes between the two of them.

Qian Renxue's heart was already shaken.

The ice that was originally unbreakable now has a slight crack. This is the best opportunity to change the relationship between the two. Lingtian does not want to miss this good opportunity to resolve the knot between mother and daughter.

At the same time, it was also to prevent her from regretting this in the future.

And want to break the ice.

We need to solve this problem from the root and let Qian Renxue know everything about Bibi Dong.

Eliminate the misunderstanding between the two people.

So the key to the problem still lies with Qian Daoliu.

As long as he can be persuaded to reveal the truth, the mother-daughter relationship between Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong will be solved.

"Grandpa Qian, I have one more thing I want to ask you."

Lingtian put down the tea cup, looked at Qian Daoliu, and asked, "I heard Sister Xue'er mention that the relationship between her and Bibi Dong was very bad...but what Bibi Dong said a few days ago was not what Sister Xue'er described.

So indifferent."

"I wonder if there is some misunderstanding between Sister Xue'er and Bibi Dong?"

Hear the words.

"..."

Qian Daoliu took the teacup calmly.

"These old men don't know either."

See the situation.

Lingtian's eyes moved slightly, and then he continued to make insinuations, "Grandpa Qian, you also know that I captured the Rakshasa who was leaning on Bibi Dong a few days ago. Out of curiosity about Bibi Dong, I also asked her some past events.

.”

"What did she say?"

Qian Daoliu looked calm, put down his tea cup and asked casually.

"It's nothing, just some past events, but it sounds too weird."

"For example, about the previous pope of Wuhun Palace."

"So, I came to see Grandpa Qian for verification."

"Xue'er, she..."

Qian Daoliu still spoke calmly, but the tea in the cup rippled uneasily.

"Grandpa Qian, don't worry, I am the only one who knows this."

In fact, Lingtian never approached the Rakshasa God, because although he knew about Qianjia's grievances, he could not mention them directly. He just mentioned the matter through the mouth of the Rakshasa God, so that it would not cause unnecessary trouble.

"..."

Hearing this, Qian Daoxian put down his tea cup, and the tea in it returned to calmness.

But there was a slight change in his expression.

A hint of hesitation and struggle flashed through his deep eyes, and the few words Ling Tian wrote lightly had already caused an uproar in his heart.

Lingtian was not in a hurry either.

He knew he needed to give Qian Daoliu time.

Besides, what I lack most now is time.

He filled a cup of tea by himself and quietly waited for Qian Daoliu's decision.

After a while.

Lingtian had already drank half a cup of tea alone.
To be continued...