Chapter 320: Dong'er

"Truly... interesting..."

Bibi Dong lowered her brows and pondered for a moment.

"Hey, hey, stop thinking, it won't taste good if it gets cold!"

Qin Jian waved his hand in front of her.

Bibi Dong couldn't even remember how many times she had laughed today; she didn't know why, but in front of Qin Jian, she would always involuntarily relax.

Even the shame and annoyance brought about by those intimate contacts just now vanished at this moment.

The two began to quietly enjoy the gourmet food.

After all, as the Pope, her level of dining was naturally the best in the world; whether it was the ingredients themselves or the taste of the preparation, it had almost reached the extreme.

Qin Jian was completely immersed in the food.

Conversely, Bibi Dong gradually became a bit uncomfortable.

She had never eaten shoulder-to-shoulder so closely with anyone, let alone a man, and a man who had just had intimate contact with her at that.

Every move he made, every little sound of his breathing, could be captured by her.

The atmosphere slowly became a bit pink...

"I actually have such strange emotions, it's really..."

Suddenly, Bibi Dong shook her head gently, casting out the messy, imaginative thoughts in her mind.

She put down her knife and fork, looked back with a smile, and said to Qin Jian, "Regarding your duel with Qian Yu and Qian Qian tomorrow, what you need to pay most attention to is their Martial Soul Fusion Skill, a Martial Soul Fusion Skill of two Soul Saints."

After going around in circles for so long, the two finally started talking about business.

Qin Jian's expression also became a bit more serious; he put down his fork and asked, "What type is their Martial Soul Fusion Skill? How is its power?"

"You absolutely cannot block their Martial Soul Fusion Skill, because it is comparable to an ordinary Title Douluo..."

Bibi Dong said, "Therefore, you cannot give them the chance to perform the Martial Soul Fusion Skill."

"Interrupt it by relying on Speed?" Qin Jian said thoughtfully.

Bibi Dong shook her head and said, "If you think their Martial Soul Fusion Skill is like others, requiring the two to make contact to perform it, then you are doomed to lose!"

"How so?" Qin Jian asked.

Bibi Dong said, "Their martial souls—Qian Yu's is a feathered arrow, while Qian Qian's is a bow. So as long as Qian Yu shoots her martial soul onto Qian Qian's bow, their Martial Soul Fusion Skill, 'Seeking Feather', will be activated. The power of their combined strike is comparable to a low-level Title Douluo."

"That is quite troublesome..."

Qin Jian pondered silently and said, "But it's not without a solution; as long as I can stop that Arrow, it will be fine."

"Easier said than done? The speed of an Arrow is inherently extremely fast, not to mention their soul power level is far superior to yours," Bibi Dong said.

If you allowed me to flirt with your disciple, my soul power level wouldn't have stayed stuck here all this time...

Qin Jian curled his lips and said, "Since you helped me accept this bet, you must be confident, right?"

Bibi Dong turned to look at him and smiled softly: "That's right, because... Qian Yu is my person."

"Qian Yu is your person? Isn't she Qianjun Douluo's disciple?" Qin Jian asked in surprise.

Bibi Dong nodded and said, "That's right, she is Qianjun Douluo's disciple, but that does not conflict with her being my person."

This is turning a direct disciple of an expert from the enemy camp?

Qin Jian's expression was strange: "Then why didn't you turn that Qian Qian as well?"

"Between the two of them, the elder sister is sensible and has her own goals and needs; she doesn't want to die guarding the Elder Hall like her teacher in the future."

Bibi Dong said indifferently, "She has desires, so there is a breakthrough point to turn her, but that younger sister of hers is a stubborn one, following her teacher wholeheartedly; she cannot be turned."

"So Qian Yu has already secretly sent me a message: before they prepare the Martial Soul Fusion Skill, they will make a fist-clenching signal. If you pay attention to this gesture, you can intercept it in advance."

Bibi Dong continued, "In this way, the only problem is whether you can seize that momentary opportunity."

"That's not much of a problem..."

Qin Jian suddenly reached out to her.

As a result, Bibi Dong leaned back subconsciously: "What are you doing again?"

Qin Jian was between laughter and tears: "I'm just asking you for something."

"Asking for what?" Bibi Dong was vigilant.

"Spider Emperor Poison," Qin Jian said, surprising her.

"Spider Emperor Poison?"

Bibi Dong's expression was a bit strange: "What do you want this for? Do you really want to be poisoned by me?"

Saying it as if you haven't already, you insidious woman...

Qin Jian secretly curled his lips, but his expression was dead serious.

As if anyone couldn't manage their facial expressions...

"Just give me some, it's useful."

If anyone else spoke to her like this, Bibi Dong would have probably exploded long ago, but facing Qin Jian, she didn't feel offended at all.

"Fine, ordinary Spider Emperor Poison is not hard to get."

The implication is that the high-level enhanced version of Spider Emperor Poison that she secretly put on him is hard to get, right?

Qin Jian rolled his eyes.

Just knew that this woman who wants to control the whole world cannot be easily trusted...

People with such goals are either geniuses or lunatics.

After finishing the meal, the Maids began to clean up the mess, and Bibi Dong and Qin Jian stood by the railing to look at the scenery again.

The only difference from before was that the two were now holding wine glasses.

Seeing Bibi Dong occasionally raising her glass and sipping the red wine in small mouthfuls, Qin Jian couldn't help but smile: "You like drinking?"

Bibi Dong's eyes glanced at him: "I only like red wine; it tastes very good, and it's not easy to get drunk."

"You will... get drunk?"

A strange color flickered in Qin Jian's eyes.

Bibi Dong immediately gave a half-smile: "What? Do you want to get me drunk?"

"Hmm, that sounds very tempting."

Qin Jian nodded without the slightest hesitation.

"Then if I get drunk..."

Bibi Dong looked at him with interest: "What do you want to do?"

"Guess what I want to do." Qin Jian replied with a smile.

"If you don't say it, how would I know what you want to do?" Bibi Dong turned her head back.

Qin Jian moved half a step closer: "You could try and see."

"Heh, men."

Bibi Dong curled her red lips, a faint sense of mockery appearing: "Is that all you men have in your heads?"

Qin Jian spread his hands and said leisurely: "Dong'er, actually I just hope you can get a good rest after you're drunk. Where did your mind go..."

"You! You! What did you call me?!"

Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Bibi Dong's exasperated voice: "Who told you to call me that?!"

Qin Jian blinked his eyes, looking very innocent: "Is it not allowed to call you that?"

"Of course it's not allowed to call me that!" Bibi Dong said with slight anger.

"Then what should I call you, Dong'er?" Qin Jian said.

Bibi Dong had her Scepter in hand before anyone knew it, her whole body radiating an imposing aura: "Of course it is Pope!"

Qin Jian reached out and curiously touched her Scepter: "Eh? This material feels so comfortable to touch. Dong'er, can you let me play with this for a while?"

As if an electric current had stimulated her from her spine all the way to the top of her head, Bibi Dong felt like she was about to explode.

So Qin Jian considerately gave her a way out: "In front of others, I will still call you Pope..."

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(End of this chapter)