Chapter 284: Sleeping Beauty? Rakshasa God's Resentment

"Take Shura God as an example." Su Bai raised a finger and spoke in a casual tone.

"In order to find a successor who is pleasing to their eyes, those guys can even let the successor skip the assessment and directly inherit the divine throne."

"Let's talk about that Poseidon." Su Bai raised his second finger.

"That's the extreme level of being a calf protector. In the inheritance assessment, not only are you given a soul ring from the gods, but you also leave a trace of divine consciousness in the artifact. If the heir is in danger, Poseidon's divine consciousness will jump out directly to save his life."

Speaking of this, Su Bai glanced at the ceiling and seemed to think of Qian Daoliu, whom he had just met:

"As for the Angel God, he is quite satisfactory. Although he is not biased, the difficulty of the assessment is just a formality. As long as you have the right bloodline martial soul, you can become a god step by step."

Su Bai's eyes fell back on Bibi Dong, and he shook his head helplessly.

"As for this Rakshasa God... he is simply the best of the weird."

Su Bai couldn't help but cursed.

"There is no such thing as a god-given soul ring or divine consciousness to protect one's life. Just throw away a bunch of divine power full of evil and resentment and let the inheritors endure it on their own. If you survive it, you will be lucky; if you cannot survive it, you will be swallowed up by resentment and become a madman."

Su Bai stood up and looked at Bibi Dong condescendingly:

"Today she forcibly mobilized her essence to break through the suppression, and now the resentment of the Rakshasa God is rebelling crazily in her mind. Whether Bibi Dong can survive this test really depends on her own destiny."

Of course, Su Bai will definitely not let anything happen to Bibi Dong. After all, he is also his trophy, and even more...

After hearing what Su Bai said, Ye Xishui opened his mouth in shock.

She originally thought that the inheritance of gods was a great opportunity, but now it seems that the status of this Rakshasa god is indeed very different from the inheritance of other gods.

"This Rakshasa God, what a pit. "Ye Xishui gave the most pertinent evaluation.

While talking, A Yin and Bi Ji had already withdrawn their soul power.

Ah Yin picked up a hot towel on the bedside and carefully wiped the sweat from Bibi Dong's forehead.

At this time, Bibi Dong's originally luxurious but tattered purple and gold dress had long been replaced. A loose and comfortable black silk pajamas appeared on her body.

The silky fabric clung to her body, perfectly outlining her proud and mature curves. The slender legs are looming under the silk, it's really...

No longer the pope's air of life and death during the day, now Bibi Dong is a little less fierce and more mature and feminine. She is just like a sleeping beauty who leads people to sin.

Brigitte breathed a long sigh of relief and said softly:

"Master, all her injuries have healed. We also helped her stabilize her internal tremors.

But... although our two attributes can purify the resentment deep in her soul, she is very resistant to it in her body, so she can only bear it on her own. "

"Thank you for your hard work. "Su Bai reached out and pinched A Yin and Bi Ji's cheeks.

Ye Xishui looked at Bibi Dong on the bed, rolled her eyes, and suddenly came close to Su Bai.

An intoxicating fragrance hit her face, Ye Xishui's red lips slightly opened, and she breathed out into Su Bai's ear:

"Young Master, this sleeping beauty-like pope is now powerless. With such a great opportunity, aren't you going to... taste it while it's still hot? "

Ye Xishui's tone was full of encouragement and ridicule. She just liked seeing Su Bai's unscrupulous behavior.

Su Bai glanced sideways at Ye Xishui and pinched her waist angrily.

"Taste the shit. "

Su Bai rolled his eyes, "Do you think I'm some hungry beast? To conquer, you have to wait until she wakes up. Only when you look at her look like she wants to kill me but can't do anything about me can you feel a sense of accomplishment. "

When Ah Yin and Bi Ji heard this, they couldn't help but cover their mouths and chuckle.

Ye Xishui rubbed her pinched waist and gave Su Bai a charming look.

"Okay, since the young master doesn't like dead fish, then we won't get in the way here. "

Ye Xishui greeted Ah Yin and Biji,

"Let's go sleep next door and leave this big bed to the young master and His Majesty the Pope. "

The three girls exited the room very wisely. Before leaving, Ye Xishui closed the door.

The room fell completely silent.

Su Bai sat back on the chair again, looking at Bibi Dong on the bed, thinking about the next plan in his mind.

Now that the person has obtained it, Qian Daoliu must give a reason for asking.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The only sound in the room was Bibi Dong's slightly rapid breathing and the occasional sound of wind coming from the window.

Suddenly, Bibi Dong, who had been much calmer, began to tremble violently.

Her beautiful eyebrows were tightly knitted together, her hands were grabbing randomly in the air, and the collar of her pajamas was torn open, revealing a large area of snow-white skin.

"No...don't..."

Bibi Dong's lips trembled and she murmured indistinctly.

That voice was full of extreme fear and resistance, as if falling into some kind of terrible nightmare.

Big beads of sweat broke out on Bibi Dong's forehead again. Her hands unconsciously clenched the sheets underneath her, and her joints were turning white.

In the dream, those memories that she suppressed in the deepest part of her heart, fueled by the resentment of the Rakshasa God, drowned her like a tide.

That was the secret room from many years ago.

The teacher she had always respected as a father, Qian Xunji, whose originally gentle and kind face was now twisted like an evil ghost.

"Dong'er, you can't be with him... you are the saint of Wuhun Palace! How can you love a loser! "

Qian Xunji's roar kept echoing in Bibi Dong's mind.

Immediately afterwards, there was despairing darkness, and the sound of a complete collapse of faith.

That was an ulcer in Bibi Dong's heart that would never heal. This was also the reason why she later became ruthless and did whatever it took to gain power.

Now, while Bibi Dong is at her weakest, the Rakshasa God's resentment is devouring her sanity crazily, trying to drag her completely into the abyss of madness.

"Get away...Qianxunji...get out of here!" "

Bibi Dong suddenly let out a shrill scream and sat up straight.

But she did not wake up, her eyes were still closed tightly, and her whole body was in a crazy half-dream and half-awake state.

When Su Bai saw this, he frowned slightly.

He could feel that the aura on Bibi Dong's body was becoming extremely chaotic.

If there is no intervention, this woman's mental defense will probably collapse.

What he wants is a living, stunning pope, not a crazy woman who only drools.

Su Bai stood up and sat directly on the edge of the bed. He stretched out his long arms and forced the struggling Bibi Dong into his arms.

Bibi Dong's body stiffened for a moment, and then she instinctively began to resist, pushing hard against Su Bai's chest with both hands.

"Don't move! "Su Bai shouted lowly.

Su Bai held one of Bibi Dong's arms behind her back, and held her slender waist with the other hand, holding her firmly in his arms.

At the same time, Su Bai had a thought in his mind, and the aura of the Qilin Martial Spirit was quietly released.

"Jinlin suppresses evil. "

A layer of faint golden auspicious energy surged out of Su Bai's body, completely surrounding Bibi Dong.

This breath is gentle and domineering, specially designed to restrain all evil.Haunting and resentment.

It penetrated into Bibi Dong's body along her pores and directly acted on the depths of her soul.

In Su Bai's arms, Bibi Dong's violent struggle slowly stopped.

Su Bai loosened his grip on her and gently patted her back with his hand.

Again and again, the movements were neither light nor heavy, as if coaxing a frightened child.

"It's okay, Qianxunji has been dead for a long time. No one can hurt you (except me)." Su Bai's voice deliberately softened a bit.

Miraculously, under Jin Lin Zhenxie's comfort and Su Bai's steady patting, Bibi Dong's frown finally relaxed little by little.

The fear on her face slowly faded, and her breathing became steady and long.

Probably because she felt that Su Bai's embrace was warm and safe enough, Bibi Dong nuzzled Su Bai's chest like a docile cat, found a comfortable position, and fell asleep completely.