Bi Dashan asked, "Besides growing taller, are there any other differences?"
"Nothing is different."
Hearing this, Qian Xunji was a little puzzled, "Is there any fake Immortal Herb?"
Bibi Dong patted him and said, "How is that possible? I picked it with you at the time."
Qian Renxue put down the bowl and asked softly, "Dad, did I waste your Immortal Herb."
"How is it possible? Don't think about it. Maybe it will be different in the future."
Qian Renxue nodded and said, "So I didn't waste it."
After finishing the soup, Qian Renxue's eyelids started to fight again, and his body leaned crookedly on Bibi Dong.
After sleeping for three days, I woke up, ate a bowl of soup, and felt sleepy again.
Liu Xiulan pulled up the quilt and said, "Let her sleep, and you should go to bed early."
"Okay."
Then, Bi Dashan and Liu Xiulan quietly exited the room.
Bibi Dong Lay Qian Renxue flat and cover it with the quilt.
The little guy turned over, holding the corners of the quilt with his little hands, and his breathing soon became even.
The room became quiet. Qian Xunji hugged Bibi Dong and pressed his face against her chest.
Bibi Dong looked down at her daughter and said softly, "Xiao Xue It's really okay."
"Well, it's okay."
Bibi Dong leaned in his arms and relaxed. The string that had been stretched for the past three days finally loosened.
"Husband, it's time to pay the food."
Qian Xunji was stunned for a moment and raised his head to look at her.
Unexpectedly, Bibi Dong became so interested after Qian Renxue woke up.
He stood up and hugged her Bibi Dong around his neck.
The two walked into the bathroom quietly...
More than two hours have passed...
Bibi Dong was held horizontally in Qian Xunji's arms.
Her face was charming and rosy, with a satiated laziness in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, just like a fox that had become a spirit.
"My husband, you like being fucked by me so much."
Qian Xunji smiled and didn't pretend.
"I just like my wife's queen-like sense of oppression. I hope to add more looks of disgust."
Bibi Dong raised his eyebrows, raised his chin slightly, looked sideways from the end of his eyes, curled the corners of his mouth downwards, and uttered a word coldly.
"Humph, offal."
"Yes, yes, that's it!"
Bibi Dong couldn't help but laugh.
"Pervert!"
Just when the two came to the door, Bibi Dong pushed Qian Xunji's arm.
"Xunji, look quickly."
Qian Xunji followed her gaze and a smile solidified on her face.
Qian Renxue was lying on the bed, and the quilt had been kicked off by her.
And her body - it's glowing.
A faint golden light shines from under the skin.
Bibi Dong held his breath, broke out of Qian Xunji's arms, and came to his daughter softly.
She stretched out her hand and hung it above Qian Renxue's body, and could feel a warm breath radiating from her daughter's body.
Qian Xunji also came over, and the two of them lay side by side on the bed, watching their daughter glow, neither of them dared to make a sound.
Bibi Dong asked in a low voice, "What's going on?"
Qian Xunji closed his eyes, Soul Power reached out, and carefully touched the layer of light on Qian Renxue's body.
After a few seconds, he opened his eyes, "Xiao Xue's Sacred Attribute... so strong."
Bibi Dong was stunned, Sacred Attribute she knew, Qian Xunji had the exclusive attributes of Angel Martial Soul, Qian Daoliu had them, and Qian Family passed them down from generation to generation.
But those are things that will only appear after awakening Martial Soul.
Qian Renxue hasn't awakened Martial Soul, and he doesn't even know what Martial Soul is, but Sacred Attribute is already strong enough to shine.
"But she hasn't awakened Martial Soul yet."
"Then what if you wake up in the future?"
The two looked at each other and saw the same meaning in each other's eyes - they didn't dare to think about it.
Bibi Dong put the quilt back on Qian Renxue.
Qian Xunji drew the curtains more tightly, and Bibi Dong turned off the bedside lamp.
The two of them lay on both sides of Qian Renxue, looking at the glowing little man in the middle.
"Will it still be like this tomorrow?"
"I don't know, I'll see tomorrow."
"Do you want to tell dad?"
"Don't talk about it yet."
"Let's observe it ourselves for a few days first, so as not to rejoice in vain."
Bibi Dong nodded.
One month later.
Outside Spirit City, Tulip Flower Field--
This was planted when Qian Xunji confessed to Bibi Dong, and it was also taken care of well afterwards.
In addition to tulips, roses, roses, lilies were also planted...
Pavilions and cobblestone roads were also built, attracting many people to watch and check in.
At this time, Qian Renxue was leaning in a pavilion and painting.
She didn't use her hands. She raised her two little feet, holding a thin brush between her toes, and sketched on the paper.
Several completed works have been placed next to it.
These works have smooth lines and bold colors, completely unlike the paintings of a one-year-old child.
Tourists passing by turned back frequently, some stopped to look at the paintings, and some stopped to watch her paint with her feet.
"Whose family does this child belong to? Is he so powerful?"
"I can draw better with my feet than with my hands."
Someone recognized her and exclaimed softly.
"That's the Pope's daughter!"
The discussion suddenly changed direction.
"No wonder, dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes, and mice's children can dig holes."
Two people were standing outside the pavilion.
Ci Xue, dressed in black and with a stern face, stood on the right side of the pavilion, scanning every approaching tourist.
She Long is standing on the left, with a more casual posture, leaning against the pillar with his arms folded, looking down at Qian Renxue painting.
Ci Xue frowned, "Miss, isn't it too ostentatious?"
"Uncle Ci Xue, don't I have the qualifications to show off?"
Ci Xue was choked and did not answer the call.
She Long laughed out loud and patted Ci Xue on the shoulder.
"That's right, ignore your Uncle Ci Xue, he is just an old-fashioned person."
Ci Xue glared at him, She Long pretended not to see him at all.
Half a month ago, Ci Xue and She Long were promoted from bishop to elder.
The two of them made great achievements in battle, and finally received the order from the main palace.
I thought I would be entrusted with an important task, but it turned out that the task was assigned - to protect Qian Renxue.
Two Titled Douluo, protecting a little girl over one year old.
Ci Xue's face turned dark at that time, but She Long thought about it openly and said that it would be more leisurely than being a bishop.
When Gui Mei and Yue Guan heard this news, they looked envious.
Protect the lady?
Did these two new elders take on such a good job as soon as they arrived?
In the pavilion, Qian Renxue finished the last stroke and put down the brush.
"Uncle Ci Xue, do you look good?"
"Good looking."
Qian Renxue smiled, took the painting off the paper and handed it to She Long.
"Uncle She Long, help me put it away and take it back to show my mother."
"Uncle Ci Xue."
"Here."
"Do you think my mother will praise me when she sees this painting?"
Ci Xue thought for a while, "Yes."
"Let's go back."
Qian Renxue stuffed the last pen into the small cloth bag, She Long tied the rolled scroll tightly with a string, Ci Xue bent down and put the scraps of paper on the stone table into his sleeve pocket.
Qian Renxue slid down from the beauty chair and walked back on the cobblestone path.
Two Titled Douluo followed behind, one on the left and one on the right.