Chapter 387: Becoming a god, Bibi Dong wants to be first
The next day, Qilin Palace bedroom.
Su Bai turned over, tightened his arms, and wrapped the soft and warm body next to him in his arms.
The faint scent of grass and trees on Brigitte's body mixed with the unique warmth of life energy, wrapped around his internal organs, was more effective than any panacea.
After three months in the Killing City, every day when he opened his eyes, it was either bloody or murderous. Now holding Bi Ji, Su Bai felt like he was soaking in a hot spring, and his bones were all crispy.
Brigitte's eyelashes trembled and she slowly opened her eyes.
The amber eyes were still a little hazy from just waking up. Her eyes fell on Su Bai's face close at hand, and her lips were slightly opened.
"Young Master, are you awake?"
Su Bai didn't say anything. He raised his hand, clasped the back of Biji's head, lowered his head and kissed her.
Brigitte's body stiffened for a moment, then softened.
She put her hand on Su Bai's chest, neither pushing nor pulling, just holding it gently.
When her lips and teeth parted, Brigitte's cheeks were stained with a thin layer of red, her long emerald green hair spread on the pillow, and her whole person looked incredibly gentle.
Su Bai put his chin on the top of her head and twirled the end of her hair with one hand.
Bi Ji leaned quietly for a while and suddenly said: "Young Master, what you said yesterday..."
"Which one?"
"The soul beast can become a god." Brigitte's voice was soft, "Is it really possible?"
Su Bai did not answer immediately.
There are not many ways for a soul beast to become a god.
Either the successor of the Dragon God will appear, rebuild the Dragon God's law, and push the upper limit of the entire soul beast family; or a strong man who can touch the realm of the Dragon God will appear and feed back with luck.
But he has a golden finger and is not worried.
What's more, Douluo Continent is just the beginning.
On the other side of the sea is the Sun and Moon Continent, and twenty thousand years later there is the Star Luo Continent in the legend of the Dragon King that we can go to.
Of course, these are all things for later.
"Of course." Su Bai looked down at her, "When did I never fulfill my words?"
Brigitte buried her face in his chest, her emerald green hair brushing against his chin.
"I believe in the young master."
"I think you don't believe it."
Su Bai slapped Brigitte's buttocks and flicked her hands hard through the touch of the thin blanket.
Then, she turned over and pressed Brigitte down, with one leg stuck between her knees.between.
Brigitte's breathing suddenly became rapid.
With a height of 1.75 meters, Su Bai was completely covered under her, and her long emerald green hair covered the entire bed.
Her collarbone was slightly red, and the collar of her light blue pajamas was loosened a bit due to the movement, revealing a white arc.
"Young Master, in broad daylight..."
"What's wrong in broad daylight?" Su Bai whispered in her ear, his voice low, "The sun can't get in, what's the difference between it and the night?"
Brigitte couldn't finish her sentence.
……
Ye Xishui's room is next to Bi Ji.
She has woken up long ago.
The purple dress was neatly worn on her body, her long black hair was combed meticulously, and she was sitting cross-legged on the bed, holding a cup of cold spiritual tea in her hand.
The sound from next door made her mouth twitch.
here we go again.
Ye Xishui put down the tea cup, closed her eyes, and once again put her mental power into the Shura mark between her eyebrows.
The blood-red words have long been familiar to me...
"Nine Shura Tests, Second Test: Killing in a Hundred Cities. In a city with a population of more than one million, you need to face the siege of no less than five titled Douluo-level powerful men alone in a city with a population of more than one million, with the pressure of the Killing God Realm, and persist for one stick of incense, or defeat them all."
Five titled Douluo.
Ye Xishui reviewed all the forces she knew in the entire Douluo Continent.
Martial Spirit Hall?
It is the place with the most titled Douluo, but Bibi Dong has just been conquered by the young master. It is too stupid to go to the Wuhun Hall to compete in the gym.
If Bibi Dong is caught in the middle, it will be difficult for her to be a good person, which will be a bad thing.
Where else?
Ye Xishui frowned and tapped his knees unconsciously with his fingers.
There are only a few strong men in this era.
There are quite a few in the Haotian Sect. The five elders of the previous generation are all above level 90, and there are enough titled Douluo.
But in the broken ravine of the Haotian Sect, could there be a million people in the mountain?
There is also Poseidon Island.
It is said that there are a large number of sea soul masters and guardians gathered on Poseidon Island. The permanent population plus the community of soul masters in the nearby sea area can barely reach one million.
Moreover, there are guardian beasts of Bo Saixi's level on the island, and there is no shortage of titled Douluo.
The problem is, she doesn't know where Poseidon Island is.
She didn't know the specific location of Haotian Sect.
Ye Xishui opened his eyes and glanced in the direction next door.
The sound hasn't stopped yet.
"Let's wait until the young master is finished and ask again."
Ye Xishui got up and went to the kitchen to prepare meals.
……
At the same time, thousands of miles away.
Martial Spirit Hall, Pope Hall.
A nine-curved purple gold crown was worn squarely on Bibi Dong's head, a two-meter-long jeweled scepter stood at her hand, and she was dressed in a black gold-embellished papal robe. Her aura was completely different from that of the woman curled up in Su Bai's arms in the Killing City.
The documents sent from the Elder's Hall were piled on half the table. Bibi Dong glanced at them, approved three of them with a pen, and pushed the rest aside.
She no longer wants to take care of Wuhun Palace.
In the past, Bibi Dong had to personally review every government transaction. She wished she could carve her will on every pillar of the Wuhun Palace.
Now she just wants to practice.
The progress of the Rakshasa test has reached a critical stage. Although the Qilin auspicious mark left by Su Bai in her body can continue to suppress the backlash of Rakshasa resentment, this thing is not permanent and can last for up to half a year.
She must strengthen her mental strength to the point where she can independently fight against resentment within half a year.
Bibi Dong put down the pen and closed her eyes.
What came to mind was not the process of the Rakshasa test, but the face of the young man in the secret room.
"Dong'er."
She opened her eyes suddenly, a trace of annoyance flashed in her dark purple pupils.
Why did you remember it again?
Bibi Dong stood up, the skirt of the pope's robe dragging an arc on the ground. She walked to the window and looked out at the magnificent temple complex of Wuhun Palace.
"Let Qian Renxue handle the matter on her own."
She returned to the table and moved all the unapproved documents into Qian Renxue's exclusive box.
Anyway, these will be handed over to that girl in the future.
And she, Bibi Dong, has only one goal now.
Become a god.
Become the first woman beside Su Bai to become a god.
As soon as this idea came up, Bibi Dong herself felt ridiculous.
The majestic Pope of Wuhun Palace, a ninety-ninth-level peerless Douluo, now has his life goal tied to a young boy.
But it was absurd, and she did not deny it.
……
afternoon.
When Su Bai came out of the palace with his arms around Biji's waist, the sun was already setting in the west.
Brigitte changed into a light blue long skirt with wide sleeves, and the light blue soul power beads hanging on the white silk ribbon around her waist jingled as she moved.
Her long emerald green hair was loosely pulled up with a hosta, and a few strands of hair hung down by her ears.
Her face was still a little unnaturally red, and her legs were a little weak when she walked. She was half-supported and half-cuddled by Su Bai to keep her from swaying.
End of Chapter
