Chapter 98 Can't Afford To Lose

Bibi Dong, who was resting in her boudoir, looked at the latest update and didn't know what to say for a moment.

She felt that her husband seemed a little shameless. Not to mention whether the child named Qian Renxue would disappear forever because she fell in love with Zhao Ling.

Even if he was born on Douluo Continent as described in the diary, it would definitely take several years. By the time the child grows up, Zhao Ling would probably be in his fifties or sixties, right?

Even though the lifespan of a Titled Douluo is much longer than that of an ordinary person, the speed of aging is also greatly alleviated.

Therefore, Zhao Ling, who was in his fifties or sixties, must have looked like Qian Xunji now, in his twenties or thirties.

But when you are in your fifties or sixties, this is an indisputable fact.

How could he be so sure that Qian Renxue would still like him when she grew up?

Anyway, Bibi Dong has made up her mind that if Qian Renxue is still born in Douluo Continent in the future and is still her teacher's daughter, she must protect her as if she were her own sister.

After all, now, the teacher not only did not lock herself up as written in the diary, but also did not violate herself. She also personally chose a day for her and her husband to get engaged.

For her, this is a debt of gratitude that she will never be able to repay in her lifetime. If she has received such a great favor from the teacher but does not protect the teacher's daughter, wouldn't it make her seem too immature?

At the same time, Liu Erlong in Tiandou Imperial City also speechlessly gave Zhao Ling a beastly evaluation. After the evaluation, she continued to water the flowers slowly.

On the vast sea, Poseidon was flying towards the land. For her, flying on the sea was as easy as walking on flat ground, and her speed was much faster than those ships.

Suddenly, she saw "Copy of Zhao Ling's Diary" appear in front of her again. Poseidon frowned slightly, stopped on the sea, stepped on the sea with her jade feet, her clothes fluttering, and she looked out of this world.

She opened the "Copy of Zhao Ling's Diary" with her mind, and looked at the latest update. She frowned in confusion. Qianxunji? It seemed that the diary mentioned that he was Qian Daoliu's son.

Who is Qian Renxue? Is she Qian Xunji's daughter? Qian Daoliu's granddaughter?

Eh... why does the diary say that the child named Qian Renxue hasn't been born yet?

Since the child named Qian Renxue was not born, why did he say that Qian Xunji would one day be his father-in-law? Isn't this a contradiction?

Bo Saixi was a little confused. She vaguely guessed that perhaps the diary content she saw was only updated in the last few days, and the content updated before might not involve her, so she had no chance to read it.

This made her curious about the contents of the previous diary updates, but the diary was not shown to her at all, which made her feel uneasy.

She suppressed her restlessness and comforted herself. It didn't matter. Once she found the writer of the diary, wouldn't it be easy to know the contents she wanted to know?

Even if he was not at sea and could not display his demigod-level strength, it didn't matter much.

She is at least a level 99 Extreme Douluo. If she goes to the Spirit Hall, she will have no opponent as long as Qian Daoliu doesn't take action.

As for whether Qian Daoliu would fight with her, she felt that it was impossible. After all, the old guy once wanted to pursue her, but she liked Tang Chen and did not accept Qian Daoliu's love.

She thought she knew the old man Qian Daoliu very well. He was very clear about right and wrong. When he knew that she liked Tang Chen, he did not pester her and left in a very cool manner.

I guess that this time when I run to Wuhun City, as long as I don't show any hostility, Qian Daoliu will not attack me.

Thinking of this, Poseidon quickened his speed and quickly disappeared into the distance where the sea and sky merged into one.

The next day, Qian Xunji summoned all the elders and priests to the Pope's Palace as he promised, and announced in public that Zhao Ling was given the title of Demon-Suppressing Douluo and the title of Honorary Elder of the Spirit Hall.

In addition, he announced to everyone present that his only disciple Bibi Dong and Zhao Ling would be engaged next week.

All of the elders and worshippers immediately turned their eyes to Zhao Ling, the demon-suppressing elder, even though they found him unfamiliar.

But we also know that this person is the mysterious Titled Douluo who competed with His Holiness the Pope in the Pope's Palace two days ago.

Looking at Zhao Ling's unrealistically young face, the elders and priests congratulated him one after another.

"Master Zhenmo, congratulations, congratulations, I am Qianjun Douluo."

"Demon Suppression Douluo, I am Ghost Leopard Douluo. From now on, you and I are comrades. Please give me your guidance."

"Congratulations, congratulations, I am Snake Spear Douluo..."

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As for Zhao Ling, he didn't say much in response to the congratulations from the elders and priests. He just smiled and nodded at everyone, showing his elegant demeanor.

After a whole morning, Zhao Ling finally dealt with everyone and hurriedly left the Pope's Palace.

He felt very uncomfortable with the inquiring looks that the elders and priests always cast at him.

So he thought it would be better to find Bibi Dong and A Yin as soon as possible. After all, they were the ones who slept with him and had no bad intentions towards him.

When Zhao Ling came to Bibi Dong's boudoir, she saw Bibi Dong and A Yin playing chess.

"Cannon eight to nine, horse three to five, chariot one to two..."

The two girls were playing chess so seriously that after Zhao Ling entered the room and came to their side, they didn't react.

It was not until Bibi Dong defeated Ah Yin with a narrow advantage that they both raised their heads and saw Zhao Ling standing beside them.

"You two are playing chess in the room. You really have nothing to do. I am almost annoyed to death by those elders and priests."

Ah Yin's lips curled up slightly when she heard that, and she smiled at Bibi Dong and said, "Sister Dong'er, can you give your husband a seat? I want to play a few games with him."

The expression on Zhao Ling's face froze instantly, and she shook her head like a rattle.

"No, no, I don't want to play chess or other games. They will ruin my life. I don't have that much time to play those games with you."

After the deadline, Zhao Ling sat down on the ground and closed his eyes, looking as if he was going to practice in seclusion seriously. Immediately, A Yin and Bibi Dong covered their mouths and laughed.

"Puchi, hahahaha, husband, if you can't beat sister Yin'er, then you can't beat her. Don't make excuses for yourself."

"That's right, husband. It was you who taught us how to play those things. Didn't you have fun torturing us back then?"

"Get up, we sisters really want to be abused by our husbands."

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Zhao Ling closed her eyes tightly, the corners of her mouth twitching wildly. These two women were really bad.

Knowing full well that he was being beaten to death by them these past two days whether he was playing chess, Landlord or Mahjong, they still provoked him like this.

If I don't punish them properly, how can I be the husband in the future?

Thinking of this, he opened his sharp eyes, slowly walked to the door and locked it.

At this time, the two women were frightened and retreated to the corner together.

They know their husbands can't afford to lose in games, so they want to take revenge on them…