Qian Daoliu: Could I Really Have a Grandson? The Truth Must Come to light!

She stubbornly thought, I absolutely won't surrender to Xue Tianyu's evil forces!

Lowering her head for now was only for the sake of taking better revenge later.

In her heart, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's two guardian Douluos were the strongest among Titled Douluos.

With Grandpa Sword Douluo Chenxin and Grandpa Bone Douluo Gu Rong, Xue Tianyu would definitely face ruthless retribution!

Only then could she completely wash away the humiliation of kneeling!

She firmly believed that after something so serious had happened to her, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would never stand by and do nothing!

She would definitely take revenge on Xue Tianyu!

At that moment, Oscar saw that the skin on his goddess's knees had been scraped raw by the rough floor.

His heart ached.

She was a goddess! How could she suffer such injuries?!

"Xue Tianyu, could you please let Ning Rongrong go..." Oscar came before Xue Tianyu and pleaded, "She's been kneeling for so long, and her legs are still bleeding. Please take pity on her..."

Xue Tianyu glanced at him. "What? Do you want to kneel too?"

Hearing Xue Tianyu's words, Oscar seemed to have seized an opportunity to prove himself before Ning Rongrong. He immediately said, "If I can, I'm willing to kneel in Rongrong's place!"

"As long as you'll let Rongrong go, I'm willing to die for her!"

"Damn..."

Xue Tianyu was speechless.

What kind of textbook simp line was that?

Oscar had truly cultivated the art of being a simp to its pinnacle.

That was absurd.

Seriously, Xue Tianyu felt that every one of the Shrek Seven Devils was more outrageous than the last.

Simps never died a good death.

"No."

Xue Tianyu rejected Oscar's pathetic request without hesitation. "Ning Rongrong dared to provoke me so recklessly. She must be properly taught a lesson."

Oscar froze. He had already made up his mind to endure all the pain in Ning Rongrong's place, yet he had actually been refused.

He couldn't accept it.

So he stood up and angrily pointed at Xue Tianyu as he demanded, "Even if Rongrong was wrong, putting everything else aside, is bullying a girl like this something a Titled Douluo should do?"

Oscar's voice was loud and his bearing imposing, but the words he spoke struck Xue Tianyu as exceptionally ridiculous.

Putting everything else aside?

Was that something that could simply be put aside?

Xue Tianyu sighed, and the aura around him instantly turned much colder.

A flash of cold light swept past.

Oscar's right arm immediately fell to the ground.

Blood spurted out.

"Aah!!!" Oscar's anguished howl rang out and echoed without end.

Pope's Hall.

Bibi Dong was sleeping soundly in her room. Her mature figure rose and fell with her breathing, exuding the charm unique to a mature woman. Her fair skin contrasted with her surroundings, and a pair of pale legs lay exposed, immensely seductive.

Yet her face was horribly twisted, and she kept muttering softly in her sleep, "Why are you chasing me..."

"Why are you chasing me!!"

"Stay away from me!!!!"

Within Bibi Dong's dream at that moment, the baby boy she had ruthlessly abandoned all those years ago had transformed into a demonic infant, chasing after her through the night and seeking to devour her.

The dream was so vivid that Bibi Dong could not tell whether this was reality or a dream.

She could only pray for dawn to arrive quickly.

"Why did you kill me?! Why did you abandon me?!"

Even though Bibi Dong's strength had long since reached the level of a Titled Douluo, she could still only flee in this dream.

She ran in wretched panic, heedless of her scattered clothes, her fair shoulders exposed in fleeting glimpses.

At last, she saw the rising sun.

Before vanishing, the demonic infant kept giggling. "I'll give you a gift, Mommy~~"

Bibi Dong sucked in a cold breath. Her exquisite face relaxed and returned to its frosty beauty.

Fortunately, she had finally endured the night.

Suddenly, she saw a purple sandalwood box appear before her.

Driven by curiosity, she opened it.

Inside lay a man's hand!

Bibi Dong instantly recognized it. It was the severed hand of Yu Xiaogang, the lover she longed for day and night!

The world immediately spun around her!

"Aah!!!"

Bibi Dong instantly sprang up from the bed.

Her entire body was drenched in cold sweat, soaking the bedding. Her mature figure was fully revealed, her skin faintly visible.

"W-what's wrong with me?"

"I keep dreaming about that baby."

"No, that's impossible. He should be dead!"

Chapter 37: Qian Daoliu: Could I Really Have a Grandson? The Truth Must Come to light!

Bibi Dong jolted awake from her dream, her body drenched in fragrant sweat. Her pale legs were crossed tightly together, and she looked incomparably tense.

Her exquisite face was filled with terror and lingering fear.

For that instant, she still could not distinguish reality from the dream.

Only after quite some time did the damp marks on the bed and the familiar decorations in the room gradually bring her back to her senses.

She let out a breath of relief.

But when she thought of that terrifying demonic infant, Bibi Dong felt a wave of lingering dread.

Could that baby from back then truly not be dead?

Otherwise, why would she keep falling into nightmares?

And that nightmare was so real...

But that should have been impossible.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible." Bibi Dong muttered to herself, her chest heaving violently as she refused to believe that child was still alive.

That baby had been strangled to death by her own hands. And in the desolate Extreme North, only soul beasts naturally adapted to the cold could possibly survive in such a place.

A human infant?

Absolutely impossible!

He absolutely could not still be alive!

At that moment, the scene of her strangling the baby to death kept replaying in her mind.

Bibi Dong recalled the baby's purple, swollen face before his death, and a trace of regret suddenly rose in her heart.

No matter what, he had been her own flesh and blood.

For all these years, she had often dreamed of that baby.

And as time passed and her strength increased, that baby seemed to become increasingly terrifying.

This had left Bibi Dong constantly doubting herself.

Could it be that she had not strangled him to death back then, and that after she sent him into the Extreme North, he had frozen to death instead?

That was why his vengeful spirit had taken on such a terrifying form...

What a pitiful little baby.

The guilt in Bibi Dong's heart flooded over her like a raging tide.

However, her eyes quickly turned bloodshot. She suddenly exploded upward, shattering the bed beneath her into pieces.

"It was all that bastard's fault!"

Bibi Dong turned her guilt into rage, and her hatred for Qian Renxue deepened even further.

"It would have been better if I'd killed all of you back then!"

Bibi Dong looked utterly deranged as she crazily smashed the things in her bedroom.

"If it weren't for Xiaogang, your Qian family would never have had descendants!"

"So what if you have descendants? I'll destroy her! Destroy her!"

Before long, there was almost nowhere left in the entire room to stand.

Bibi Dong stood in the center of the room with her head lowered, her expression shattered.

Suddenly, she thought of Yu Xiaogang.

In the dream just now, that demonic infant had actually placed Yu Xiaogang's severed hand before her.

The instant she saw that severed hand in the dream, she felt as though her entire world had collapsed.

That was what she feared most.

She would not allow Yu Xiaogang to suffer even the slightest harm.

"It should just be a nightmare, like that demonic infant..."

"My Xiaogang will definitely be fine..."

Bibi Dong's breathing was rapid. Yu Xiaogang was the one thing in her life she would never yield over.

For Xiaogang's sake, she was willing to do anything and endure anything.

It could be said that she had lived her entire life for Yu Xiaogang!

Otherwise, Qian Renxue?

She was merely another dead infant.

At this moment, the gradually calming Bibi Dong looked up at the fragments around her, and the fury in her eyes slowly receded.

"It seems I still need to send someone to investigate what happened back then." Bibi Dong pondered for a moment and murmured softly.

She could not allow that terrifying demonic infant to continue ravaging her dreams.

That baby should be dead!

Worship Hall.

Qian Daoliu looked up at the angel statue, his heart unsettled.

After searching for an heir for so many years, he still had not found one.

Perhaps Bibi Dong truly had another child?

Did he truly have a grandson?

"Go ask Bibi Dong and get the truth."