"Duan Yun's general trend in the Wuhun Hall has been established, and Qian Daoliu was trained as a saint son... saint son? Then did the saint I cultivated become a joke?"

The saint in Bibi Dong's mouth is naturally Hu Liena.

According to Bibi Dong's idea, Hu Liena was to be cultivated as the next pope.

But Qian Daoliu just made a holy son? Is this clear to be against her?

"Duan Yun...Is he a hundred thousand-year-old soul beast transformed?"

Bibi Dong said to himself: "He doesn't have any soul beast aura on his body. If he is truly a one-hundred-thousand-year-old soul beast, then he must have a treasure with a hidden aura, but even if he has a treasure with a hidden aura, Qiandao Liuhe It is impossible for him to be in contact with Ni Duan from time to time...The temptation of a hundred thousand year soul beast is huge. If Duan Yun is really a one hundred thousand year soul beast, Qian Daoliu will never let him go, even if he It's the same as a disciple of Qian Daoliu!"

Bibi Dong understands Qian Daoliu, and in Qian Daoliu’s heart, there is nothing more important than Qian Renxue...If Duan Yun is in the form of a one-hundred-thousand-year soul beast, Qian Daoliu will definitely give him to Qian. Ren Xue, then asked Qian Renxue to kill Duan Yun and absorb Duan Yun's spirit ring.

Unless Duan Yun is not in the form of a 100,000-year soul beast at all.

Over the years, Bibi Dong had also been monitoring Duan Yun secretly, and had not noticed any flaws or loopholes, which made Bibi Dong doubt his initial guess.

"Am I really guessing wrong? Duan Yun is not a hundred thousand year soul beast at all?"

...

Ning Rongrong widened his eyes and looked at everything in front of him incredulously.

"Me, am I saved?"

Ning Rongrong turned his head stiffly and looked at Duan Yun: "You saved me?"

Duan Yun: "Isn't it obvious? What did you call just now? If anyone can save you, who do you recognize as your father?"

Ning Rongrong's face flushed: "I'm calling my dad to save me, not whoever saves me will recognize him as my dad!"

Duan Yun frowned: "Really? I heard it wrong?"

Ning Rongrong nodded quickly: "You really heard it wrong...but you have a life-saving grace for me. You follow me back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect. I must repay you!"

From a distance, he stared at Duan Yun resentfully, his attention was all on Ning Rongrong's body just now, and he didn't find Duan Yun approaching at all, otherwise he would never be cut off a pair of arms... At least he thinks so.

Unhappy gritted his teeth and said: "You are Duan Yun? I know you... Why do you want to be nosy?"

Duan Yun glanced at him faintly: "You're unhappy? If I remember correctly, you are a registered soul master in Wuhun Hall, right?"

The unhappy face was pale, and the painful cold sweat broke out: "Yes...Since Mr. Duan Yun wants to protect this girl, then I just leave... Can you let me take the pair of broken pieces? arm?"

If the arm that had just been severed is handled in time, you can still ask the Healing Spirit Master to connect it...but I don't know if it's good or not after connecting it.

Duan Yun: "Don't say this in a hurry, let me ask you a word!"

The reason why Duan Yun recognized Duan Yun's identity was not because he had read "The Moon", but because he had watched Duan Yun's game in the Great Fighting Arena of Soto City, and as Duan Yun said, no Le is the registered soul master of Wuhun Hall. To put it bluntly, it is the supernumerary soul master of Wuhun Hall, but the supernumerary is also the person of Wuhun Hall. How can you not know Duan Yun, the saint son of Wuhun Hall?

Unhappy and forced to endure the pain: "Excuse me!"

Duan Yun pointed at Ning Rongrong: "What did she call just now? Is it Dad for help? Or whoever can save her, who will she recognize as Dad?"

Unhappy subconsciously said, "Help, Dad!"

Duan Yun frowned: "Huh? Think about it again?"

Unhappy was surprised: "She, whoever she shouts can save her, she will recognize whoever is her father!"

Duan Yun turned his head to look at Ning Rongrong, and shrugged: "Did you hear that? What you just yelled was that whoever can save you will recognize you as a dad... You must be too nervous, you remembered it wrong. !"

Ning Rongrong: "I, I didn't call this!"

Duan Yun: "Yeah!"

Ning Rongrong: "I didn't shout...!"

Duan Yun: "The one who is unhappy, can you still make a move? I'm leaving, just pretend that I didn't see it!"

Unhappy: "My hands are broken, but my spirit can still condense...!"

Ning Rongrong: "......!"

Duan Yun: "What on earth did you shout just now?"

Ning Rongrong bit his lip: "Who, if anyone can save me, I will recognize who... I will recognize who is my father!"

That's right!

Duan Yun nodded with satisfaction: "In that case, I will be your godfather from today...Good girl, call a godfather to listen."

Ning Rongrong stared at Duan Yun. Even if he was unhappy and did not have the identity of Po Duanyun, Ning Rongrong could recognize Duan Yun. After all, she was a person who had read "Yuezi" well. She read "Yuezi". Ning Fengzhi sent someone back from Wuhun City on purpose, with Duan Yun's autograph on it.

It is said that there are only 10 copies of this signed version of "Moon Son" on the entire continent, and even the pictures introduced by the author are high-definition images of characters... In this case, how can she not recognize Duan Yun's identity? ?

Ning Rongrong: "Are you about the same age as me? Let me recognize you as godfather? I won't do it!"

Duan Yun said with his arms akimbo: "You have turned your back, you have not kept your promise!"

After the danger was lifted, Ning Rongrong relaxed himself, and begged for mercy: "Please, don't let me call you godfather, okay? I consider you a godfather, right?"

Duan Yun was a little disappointed: "Forget it, don't make you embarrassed, brother **** brother...Is this a verb? Or an adjective?"

Ning Rongrong was taken aback for a moment: "What is a verb? What is an adjective?"

Duan Yun: "I almost forgot, you don't understand this...I will write these in the new version of "Yuezi" next time!"

In the distance, the pain was so unpleasant and painful, both arms were cut off, and the blood had not stopped, so the pain could persist until now without fainting, it was already amazing willpower.

Unhappy: "Master Duan Yun, can you give me the broken arm?"

Duan Yun glanced at him: "You want to break your arm? Do you still want to go?"

Unhappy exclaimed: "You promised me...!"

Duan Yun: "When did I promise to let you go? Take a closer look, and you can recall it? What's more, even if I promised you just now, don't you allow me to repent? This little girl is now my **** sister. My younger sister is closer than my own sister. Do you understand the truth? Dare to provoke my god-sister? Is it embarrassing not to leave my life to apologize?"

Displeased, with almost no hesitation, turned around and ran, not even the two amputated arms that fell on the ground.

"The boundless grass...the art of the grass dragon!"

Duan Yun opened his hands, and the blue silver grass martial arts spirit condensed and floated in front of him.

In the next second, the ground tens of meters ahead vibrated, and the blue silver grass broke through the soil and grew out in a blink of an eye.

Roar!

The blue silver grass was intertwined and entangled, and a grass dragon roared out, opening its savage mouth and biting towards Unhappy.

"Don't... spare your life!"

Unhappy and panicked, he is a strong soul king level. If he is in his peak state, he can still hold on to Duan Yun for a while, but now...