Douluo: Shocked, Qian Renxue is my wife

Everyone looked at Qian Xingyu, who seemed weak and weak, as if he was going to die and burped. He had been doing it for a long time, but this was a good thing.

"It's rare for me to come to Wuhun Hall. I thought I could taste the food at Wuhun Hall this time. There are only a few dishes at the banquet, but it seems that there is no chance this time..."

This oolong caused quite a big fuss, and Qian Daoliu and others cried with joy.

"Yu'er is hungry! What do you want to eat? Mom will make it for you." Bi Bidong touched the tears on her face and looked at Qian Xingyu distressedly and asked.

"I...ahem, I want to eat eight-treasure porridge. The recipe is in that cabinet. The book named...ahem, the recipe...ahem... goes up..." Qianxing Yuxu Luodu Road.

"Okay, mommy will do it for you right now. You have a good rest!" Bi Bidong said gently.

He also used his soul power to send messages to everyone to leave, leaving two titled Douluo-level healing soul masters in the room while all the other people left.

A group of healing soul masters had no choice but to leave Qian Xingyu's room in despair.

Bibidong found the book and turned to the page about making rice-treasure porridge. It said

[Soak black rice, red beans, glutinous rice, red dates, rice, peanuts, etc. for a while in advance, soak in enough water, and have a bowl for each person for breakfast. It has bright color, attractive fragrance, smooth but not greasy, and has the functions of nourishing blood, nourishing Qi, and The effect of iron supplementation and calming the nerves]

Qian Xingyu described it in great detail, which made Bi Bidong feel that this eight-treasure porridge was extremely simple.

After taking a look at it, he wrote down how to make it, and walked out in a hurry.

Qian Lengxue came to Qian Xingyu's bedside. After eating a White Rabbit toffee, the redness and dark circles in her eyes subsided slightly.

"Brother, are you feeling better? Are you still feeling uncomfortable? What else do you want to eat?" Qian Lengxue asked three questions as soon as she came up.

"Why is this a bit like the three fatal questions?" Qian Xingyu murmured in his heart.

Still nodded, signaling Qian Lengxue and Qian Daoliu not to worry, he was fine.

Suddenly, a dusty figure rushed in very quickly. When he saw Qian Xingyu, who was weak but with a red face, Golden Crocodile Douluo's heart skipped a beat. He realized that this was a flashback and said loudly: "Xingyu! My good grandson. Ah! I can't live like this without you! Don't leave grandpa! If grandpa leaves in the future, he won't have a companion! Your grandpa and I don't even have a wife, only you, my grandson! Ugh... ..”

A big old man, full of runny nose and tears.

And those unlucky words made Qian Xingyu look confused (°△°|||)︴.

Even Qian Daoliu on the side couldn't help it anymore. He pulled up Golden Crocodile Douluo's collar and took it off. He also used his soul power to transmit sound and cursed loudly: "Don't you have any eyes? How about Xingyu? Jing said You said some depressing words, why don't you go back and reflect on it." He also kicked Golden Crocodile Douluo's butt at the door without using much force.

Golden Crocodile Douluo finally came to his senses, covered his buttocks, and walked towards his palace with a silly smile: "It's okay, haha, it's okay..."

Qian Daoliu shook his head and walked back to Qian Xingyu's room helplessly.

After a while, Bi Bidong walked in carrying a bowl of dark, steaming "eight-treasure porridge".

"Yu'er, it's time for some porridge." Bi Bidong said, holding a bowl in one hand and a spoon in the other.

"Damn, this scene looks familiar." It looked dark, as if there was a green skull floating on top of the rice pudding.

"Is this a classic, Dalang, it's time to take medicine..."

Looking at the dark series of "Eight Treasure Porridge" that was as dark as ink and smelled like burnt, the veins on Qian Xingyu's forehead couldn't help but twitch.

Even more careful than Bi Dong, he scooped up a mouthful of porridge with a spoon, placed it next to his jelly-like lips and blew in, fearing that Qian Xingyu would burn his mouth.Feed him.

Qian Xingyu took the first bite with a smile, and then took the second bite with a smile...

Qian Daoliu and Qian Lengxue on the side were very confused, "The eight-treasure porridge usually has a bright and beautiful color, but it's not the color it is today! Could it be another taste?"

They guessed it right, it was indeed a different flavor.

Afterwards, Bi Bidong deliberately cooked [-] million points more. Qian Daoliu and Qian Lengxue took a bite out of curiosity and spit it out.

Bi Bidong frowned and said, "What? Doesn't it taste good?"

I even tasted it briefly, then raised my hand to turn the stove into powder...

"Uuuu, I have to finish the eight-treasure porridge made by my mother with tears in my eyes." ┭┮﹏┭┮.

For more than half a month, Qian Xingyu drank some special nutritional supplements to recover his body.

Qian Daoliu and Bi Bidong didn't mention the martial arts at all.

In their opinion, Qian Xingyu's martial spirit was probably shattered by the soul power of the ten thousand-year soul ring. They didn't want to attack Qian Xingyu. They all knew Qian Xingyu's dream, and the martial spirit was simply useless to him. More important than anything else.

They are also very uncomfortable in their hearts. A genius who could have been more dazzling than gold has just left the stage dimly...

After this period of rest and recovery, Qian Xingyu was finally able to get out of bed and walk. Originally, when he used the soul power in his body, all the veins in his body were in severe pain, but now he has finally improved slightly, and he still feels vaguely. I feel that my soul power is running faster.

Qian Xingyu stepped out of bed, and with a thought, the star-like dragon scales on his right hand covered his arm. In an instant, his right hand turned into a dragon claw, and a dark soul ring emerged from Qian Xingyu's hand. slowly appeared on the dragon's arms.

Even Qian Xingyu's face was rendered in ink color.

"Grandpa, Mom, come in quickly..." Qian Xingyu exclaimed.

In an instant, multiple soul power storms enveloped Qian Xingyu's room. Qian Daoliu and Bi Bidong rushed in immediately. They all thought something had happened to Qian Xingyu.

Looking at the anxious two people, Qian Xingyu felt a little bit of emotion, which eventually turned into a sigh in his heart.

He could see that the two of them really regarded him as the closest person to them. They cared for each other meticulously and protected them silently. Qian Xingyu saw it and was very grateful to them in his heart.

Qian Daoliu and Bi Bidong's eyes widened as soon as they came in. They were filled with disbelief as they looked at the ten thousand-year-old soul ring that was as black as ink on Qian Xingyu's body.

"This, this, is simply unprecedented. Our Xingyu is a miracle. He has created history. There is no record in the history of soul master training that anyone's first soul ring was a ten thousand year soul ring!" Qian Dao Lyu sighed.

Even calmer than Bidong, Qian Xingyu is protected inside with a soul power protective shield on the inside.

"Xingyu, you must remember what mother said now. Before you have absolute strength, you must not enter or leave the Wuhun Palace. Even if you want to go out, you must inform us. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Xingyu, please keep this in mind."

Qian Daoliu and Bi Bidong looked at each other and knew what to do next.

A common man is innocent of the crime of carrying a jade. If the trees are beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy them.

There are many geniuses in this world, but geniuses need to grow and take time. Now Qiandao Lubi Bidong must protect the safety of Qian Xingyu at all times during this time. This kind of thing cannot happen again.

They believe that Qian Xingyu will be a giant in the future.