Chapter 363: The Pope's little calculation in bed, Snow Emperor: I'll wait for you to come back

Su Bai lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

Ye Xishui is a level 99 peerless Douluo. Even though his soul skills have been banned, he still has a huge level 99 soul power. What's more, don't forget that Ye Xishui is also a level 10 soul master!

With the soul guide's dimensionality-reducing strike, it's not too easy to get victory through the Killing City.

The only thing that needs attention is the King of Slaughter.

The people living in that body were Tang Chen and the blood-red nine-headed bat king. Usually the Bat King dominates the consciousness, and Tang Chen himself has no self-awareness at all.

This guy's strength...

Su Bai frowned.

Just as he was thinking about it, someone opened a corner of the quilt from the outside.

A body came in, with a faint coolness, and skillfully moved into Su Bai's arms.

"Dad, hug me."

Bibi Dong's voice was muffled and muffled, coming from under the quilt.

Su Bai lowered his head and glanced.

Bibi Dong's eighteen-year-old girl's face wearing a phantom mask was pressed against his chest, her hands were holding the skirt of his clothes, and she was curled up into a ball, like a cat looking for a nest.

Su Bai didn't speak, and the corners of his mouth turned up.

This woman's acting skills are becoming more and more natural.

At the beginning, I would be a little more reserved.Stand at the door for a while and wait for him to "discover" it before coming over. It's better now, just lift the quilt and get in without even saying hello.

Su Bai stretched out his hand to pull her into his arms, and the warmth of the Qilin Holy Fire passed through his palms.

Bibi Dong's body stiffened for a moment, then relaxed, and shrank into his arms again.

"Okay." Su Bai responded.

The room was quiet for a while.

Bibi Dong's breathing gradually became even, but Su Bai knew that she was not asleep.

After about two minutes, Bibi Dong spoke.

"Dad, you should take Dong'er with you when you go to the killing city."

Su Bai glanced down at her.

"Dong'er, do you know what the killing city is for?"

Bibi Dong shook her head and rubbed her face against his chest.

"No matter what he does, Dong'er doesn't want to be separated from his father anyway."

Her voice was soft and waxy, and her coquettish tone was just right.

Su Bai did not hesitate:

"Okay, I'll take you there."

Bibi Dong let out a satisfied hum and buried her face again.

Su Bai put his hand on her back, patting her again and again.

He had a good guess at what the woman in his arms was thinking.

The reason why she keeps pretending is for two reasons.

First, the forbidden magic ring has not been unlocked, so pretending to have amnesia is the safest option.

Second...

Su Bai lowered his gaze and looked at Bibi Dong curled up in his arms.

The second reason is probably that she doesn't want to wake up.

In the identity of "Dong'er", she doesn't need to plot against anyone, don't need to be wary of anyone, and doesn't need to shoulder the burden of Wuhun Palace. All she had to do was call daddy and she would receive an unconditional hug.

For Bibi Dong, this may be more lethal than any soul skill.

Su Bai had no intention of exposing her.

Anyway, no matter how long she performs, she will be in his mouth in the end. There is no woman that Su Bai likes that he can't get.

Bibi Dong was really quiet at the moment.

She closed her eyes and felt the warm auspicious animal breath from Su Bai's body seeping into her skin. This kind of breath has a natural soothing effect on soul beasts and is equally effective on humans.

However, Bibi Dong's mind was not at all peaceful.

The city of killing.

She was too familiar with that place.

Back then, she walked out of the road of hell, step by step with bloody footsteps, and stepped on countless corpses to get to the God of Death Realm.

If we can make a fuss out of the "forbidden soul skills" rules in the Killing City...

No, what is banned in the Killing City is soul skills, not soul power. The forbidden demon ring sealed all the movement of her soul power, which was inconsistent with the rules there.

Then change your mind.

She is the contemporary God of Killing. What if she relies on the City of Killing to unlock the forbidden demon ring?

Bibi Dong was thinking about it in bed, her thoughts wandering to nowhere.

When she gets her power back, she must lock Su Bai in a place where no one can find her, and torture her well and harshly...

Her fingers tightened unconsciously, clutching the hem of Su Bai's clothes, and her body felt slightly warm.

Su Bai lowered his head.

The "daughter" in her arms had red cheeks, shortness of breath, and looked like she was daydreaming.

He almost laughed out loud.

The Pope of Wuhun Palace didn't know what drama he was playing in his mind, and his facial expression management was almost broken.

Su Bai didn't interrupt her.

Just think about it. No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn't find it in his palm.

He closed his eyes, adjusted his breathing, and slowly fell into a light sleep.

Bibi Dong struggled for a while before she calmed down, and finally she huddled in Su Bai's arms contentedly and fell asleep.

……

The next morning.

When Su Bai woke up, Bibi Dong was no longer in bed.

The sky outside the window has just dawned, and Brigitte must have been preparing breakfast.

After Su Bai finished washing, she changed into dark clothes that were easy to move around, and then opened the door and went out.

In the corridor of the training area, Ye Xishui was already waiting there.

Today she changed into a dark red waist-length skirt, her long black hair was tied high, and her whole aura changed from lazy to neat.

"Young Master." Ye Xishui nodded slightly.

"Ready?"

"You can leave at any time."

Su Bai nodded and walked towards the garden.

Brigitte set breakfast in the pavilion, and Ice Emperor and Snow Emperor were also there.

The Ice Emperor was immersed in drinking a bowl of spiritual morning dew, his green twin ponytails hanging on both sides of the bowl, and he was snoring.

The Snow Emperor sat opposite, holding his chin in one hand, his white hair spread like a waterfall on the back of the chair, and slowly holding a piece of spiritual grass cake in his other hand.

Su Bai sat down at the table, and Brigitte immediately brought a bowl of steaming morning dew over.

"Young Master, I have prepared all the dry food I brought with me on the road and put them in this ring."

Brigitte handed over a ring, "There are also some emergency herbal ointments in it."

Su Bai took the ring and put it away. "Thank you for your hard work."

Brigitte shook her head and stepped aside.

Hyokui put down the bowl and wiped the soup from the corner of his mouth.

"You're leaving today?"

"Yeah."

The Ice Emperor's beautiful eyes stared at him for several seconds, and his lips moved.

"You have to come back alive!"

He said this fiercely and urgently, as if he was afraid that if he spoke slowly, it would be too late.

Su Bai looked at her and couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth.

After only a few days here, this arrogant little loli began to worry about his life and death.

The Snow Emperor next to him put down his chopsticks and looked over calmly with his sky-blue eyes.

"Come back safely. I'll wait for you."

There are only a few words, but they carry a lot of weight.

The Lord of the Far North, who has cultivated for 660,000 years, said, "IWaiting for you" is a promise in itself.

Su Bai stood up and patted the crumbs on his hands.

"Don't worry, it's natural. You can practice together with Brigitte at home. If you want to go back to the far north, just go through the teleportation array. "

The Ice Emperor snorted, turned his face away, picked up the bowl and continued to drink dew, but the tips of his ears were slightly red.

The Snow Emperor didn't say anything more and picked up the chopsticks again.