Bibi Dong signed in her belly, and she was named Douluo upon birth

Within a month of being outside, Bibi Dong had basically regained her former glory, and her body was no longer in the state after childbirth.

Even after hunting down two 3-year-old soul beasts and absorbing them, his spirit became many times better than before.

Out of consideration, Qian Xunji placed a strong person next to Bibi Dong to prevent her from doing something stupid or meeting that "trash".

But from beginning to end, she never thought about Yu Xiaogang, but during the month she was away, Bibi Dong often sent letters asking about Qian Julei's situation.

Naturally, the people in Wuhun Palace spoke frankly and told Bibi Dong everything about the situation.

Therefore, when Bibi Dong returned from hunting the soul ring, she immediately rushed towards Qian Ju Lei's location.

You must know how important Qian Julei is in Bibi Dong's heart. This son is a super genius!

He has extraordinary thinking ability, a soul power foundation far beyond that of ordinary people, and even more unparalleled talent!

But Qian Daoliu actually wanted to derail Qian Julei from a young age and wanted to destroy his son!

Sword training?Is there anything to practice?

I’m leaving my good martial soul to cultivate without awakening. What’s the point of practicing Broken Sword? Do you want to waste my son’s talent?

Finally, a month later, Bibi Dong could no longer sit still and rushed directly into the courtyard.

Without any explanation, as soon as she came up, she tore up the sword manual of "Pure Heart Sword" which was a waste of talent.

They don't want this child to continue to act like this.

That Qian Daoliu clearly knew that Qian Ju Lei was Bibi Dong's core force in competing against the Spirit Hall in the future, and wanted to destroy his talent in advance!

"Xiao Lei, I've heard about your sword practice these days." Bibi Dong couldn't help but speak after opening the door.

Qian Julei was closing his eyes to rest at this moment, watching his mother Bibi Dong return, his heart moved slightly.

At this time, Bibi Dong had a strong smell of blood on her body, which was very similar to the smell in the "Slaughter Blood Pool", but worse.

Bibi Dong then spoke and said earnestly: "Xiao Lei, your talent is better than others, which is an advantage, but your grandfather is not doing your best at all. If you follow him like this and do not do your job, no matter how good your talent is, it will be useless."

As a saint, Bibi Dong clearly knew what she had gone through when she was young. She should not have practiced such lazy swordsmanship at all!

His son should not waste his talents and become lazy, otherwise he will be like Qian Daoliu in the future, with no hope of becoming a god throughout his life!

Qian Julei didn't say anything. What's this? Is this not doing his job properly?

In fact, although he practices his sword every day, he also refines elixirs and weapons at night. Not to mention other things, he has accumulated a mountain of wealth now!

Although he has not yet truly cultivated martial arts, his mastery of the Hell-shaking Divine Cauldron has improved several times again, and he is just waiting for a chance to prove it.

Seeing that Qian Julei didn't speak, Bibi Dong thought that Qian Julei had admitted his mistake, and felt a little comforted in his heart. He smiled and said, "I'm not scolding you. You are my child. I only hope that you can go further, no matter you Do you agree with me?"

This was Bibi Dong's rather gentle statement. I'm afraid she wouldn't say this to others.

Then, Bibi Dong said: "Xiao Lei, if you have any requirements, you can tell me. I can also teach you what you want to learn."

Bibi Dong's eyes were sincere, less purposeful than a month ago.

Looking at the stunningly beautiful woman in front of him, Qian Julei pondered for a moment. Just when he was about to speak, Bibi Dong said, "I'm really worried about you being like this. I'd better send you to a concentration camp to practice for a while."

Concentration camp?What is that place?

Qian Julei was stunned.

This month, although he has been a little quieter and plans to go outside to sharpen his skills, the name of this concentration camp always feels like a prison.

"No! You can't go there! You'll get hurt!"

At this time, Qian Renxue, who was eavesdropping on the side, ran out and shouted.

After listening to Qian Renxue's words, Bibi Dong's face turned slightly ugly.

"Brother, we don't listen to her. Grandpa taught us well. What can she teach you!"

"What?! Say it again? What can Qian Daoliu teach you! I am your mother, and you must do whatever I say. You don't just go if you don't want to!"

A trace of anger flashed in Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes and she said.

"I know." Faced with Bibi Dong's anger, Qian Julei just said calmly.

As for whether to go to the concentration camp or not, it was just a change of environment. It just so happened that he also planned to train hands.

Seeing Qian Julei's indifferent look, Bibi Dong was no longer so annoyed, and then left.

Watching Bibi Dong leave, Qian Renxue said angrily: "Brother, look, is she our mother? It's so abominable! She bullies you like this, and she still shows off to me!"

"Don't worry, brother will be fine wherever he is. Besides, who of those people in the concentration camp could hurt your brother?" Qian Julei said with a faint smile.

There are basically no secrets between the two brothers and sisters. These guys can clearly see Qian Julei's inner thoughts and are smarter than Ascaris.

"That's true. I wanted to go with you just now, but think about it, if I go too, those sandbags won't be enough..."

Hearing this, Qian Julei looked amused. This girl has a very far-sighted vision.

three days later.

Qian Julei was indeed sent to a concentration camp.

This underground world was basically built under the sacred mountain of martial souls. It never saw the light of day all year round. It was filled with orphans with talents collected from all directions.

This is the tradition of the Spirit Hall of the past dynasties. The underground concentration camp has a long history and can provide the freshest blood to the Spirit Hall. Many spirit masters who were not well-known in the past have been quietly trained in it since childhood, and finally became famous and unique.

This includes some of today's elders.

When Qian Julei arrived here, his identity was not disclosed, but he looked different from those young children in that he liked to be alone and seemed out of place.

Until noon on the third day after entering.

As usual, Qian Julei ran to the camp cafeteria for lunch. When he entered, he found a mess. Four or five fifteen-year-old children surrounded a middle-aged chef. Next to the chef, there was a small child sitting there. The girl, with her mouth full of blood, was sobbing and wailing.

Qian Julei was stunned, what happened?

"Hey, little guy, why are you running in there? This is Du Hui, the bully in the camp. Don't go and watch!"

"I don't know what's wrong with Du Hui today. He felt that the food was not good, so he attacked the cook. The little girl went to break up the fight, but she was stuffed with glass shards and nails in her mouth!"

"Du Hui said that the food in the cafeteria was not to his liking, so he had to vent his anger! But now he has vented his anger. If he continues like this, he may die..."

"Are there not many murders in our camp? This cook is unlucky!"

Hearing the discussion behind him, Qian Julei walked up slowly. He couldn't stand bullying the weak the most. This cook was clearly not a soul master. How could he withstand the beatings of this group of soul masters in the camp?

"Stop." Qian Julei actually went up and became a good guy.

"Who the hell are you? You just came here and want to wade into this muddy water?" When Du Hui heard the harsh sound, he slapped him over without saying a word.

As a result, the moment the slap came down, Qian Julei just reached out quickly, faster than the opponent. The next moment, Du Hui's own slap landed on his face, leaving a red spot with a crisp sound!

"You..." Du Hui was furious.

"I advise you not to take action, otherwise it will not end well." Qian Julei warned lightly.

"The end?" Du Hui said, and then said with a ferocious smile, "I have been in this camp for so many years, and I have never thought about the end! Don't worry! Grandpa will give you a good beating, and I guarantee that you will not die. I will only be disciplined by then. Just say it twice!"