Douluo's lovelorn can become stronger

"Why did Elder Lian Ju join in the booing after teaching?"

Bibi Dong shook her head and said, "I have never been canonized."

The strange expression on Ju Douluo's face flashed away.

Everyone is secretly used to this status, and I haven't seen you really angry. So, does it matter whether you canonize or not?

But that's not what he's talking about.

"His Majesty the Pope, after all, he is the commander of the Guards, and he is also a rare person you can completely trust. Have you really decided to give up?" He whispered.

Bibi Dong slowly closed her eyes again, unwilling to let them see the emotions in her eyes, and then slowly said: "He is a million-year-old soul beast after all. If you can get his soul ring and soul bones, then this continent There is no one who can match me, General."

And...can also become a god...

Ghost Douluo didn't have any objections: "As long as His Majesty the Pope has made up his mind, then we can make arrangements."

But Ju Douluo still hesitated and said: "Your Majesty, I feel that you are very special to him... Do you really don't need to think about it again? Once you do this kind of thing, you can never go back... "

Bibi Dong's cheeks twitched obviously, but she still closed her eyes and said slowly: "Maybe it's fate. When I decided to put down the original plan and stop dealing with him, fate's instructions just happened to be thrown in front of me. ,I do not know what to do…"

"Elder Ju, Elder Ghost, please follow the plan..."

She waved her hand, and Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo disappeared.

That night.

When night falls, the stars are shining brightly.

On the high-altitude terrace of Bibi Dong's dormitory, Qin Jian and Bibi Dong each held goblets, clinking their glasses casually and drinking.

"Dong'er, you are a little strange tonight."

Qin Jian suddenly put down the wine glass in his hand and looked at the female pope with a slight smile.

Bibi Dong was shocked, but she said calmly: "What's so strange?"

"You have something on your mind." Qin Jian said firmly.

Bibi Dong's heart twitched.

It turns out that I don’t know when it started. Have the two of them become so familiar that they can tell each other’s mood just by looking at their expressions and actions?

"Is it because I want to lead a team to the Star Luo Empire to encircle and suppress the evil soul master organization?" Qin Jian asked.

Bibi Dong nodded and said, "Yes, I'm always a little worried."

"nothing…"

Qin Jian held her hand and comforted her: "I will gather a team of at least two to three thousand people and promise to be back within seven days."

Bibi Dong didn't break free from his hand, but instead grabbed it tightly with her backhand.

Qin Jian blinked and said, "You are really different today. You were very passive before."

Bibi Dong closed her eyes and opened them after a moment: "Qin Jian, didn't you say you brewed a very strong wine? Take it out and drink some today."

"Didn't you say you would get drunk?" Qin Jian smiled.

Bibi Dong looked back and smiled, but for some reason, Qin Jian always felt that the smile was full of bitterness.

"I just want to get drunk today..." she said.

"OK then."

Qin Jian turned around and asked the maid to go to the wine cellar to get a few bottles of wine that he had saved a year ago.

Although he originally didn't know how to make wine, he had read too much on the Internet before traveling through time. He was already familiar with brewing, a necessary skill for time travellers. He could just purify a few bottles without any problem.

"Is this the wine you purified?"

Bibi Dong directly took a bottle and poured it into the goblet, and drank half the glass in one gulp...

"Well, even if you are a titled Douluo, you can't drink this wine like this..."

Qin Jian was ashamed.

"why not…"

Bibi Dong didn't feel anything strange yet. She just felt that the wine she drank was spicier than usual, but it was unusually warm. After drinking it, she felt a warm sensation in her stomach, which made her feel comfortable.

"Good wine!"

Her eyes widened and she poured the remaining half of the cup into her mouth.

Qin Jian: "..."

"one more bottle!"

A bottle of wine was only enough for her to drink three goblets. Qin Jian watched her drink like this, his eyes were really astonishing.

"Well...a little dizzy..."

She suddenly turned towards the wine glass, stretched out her hand to cover her forehead, and even her body swayed.

Qin Jian hurriedly hugged her and held her steady: "How are you?"

"fine…"

Miraculously, Bibi Dong didn't hide away from his arms. She actually leaned against him and looked at the Wuhun City below.

"Qin Jian... what do you... think of the Rakshasa God...?"

She suddenly said this.

Qin Jian was startled subconsciously, and then blurted out: "Of course I hate the Rakshasa God. It is said that he has a green face and fangs, which is very unappetizing, okay!"

"Huh? Green-faced fangs?"

Bibi Dong frowned.

"Uh…"

After Qin Jian finished speaking, he finally remembered that Bibi Dong seemed to have inherited the Rakshasa position. It didn't seem right to say so.

"Actually...well...it's not bad, he is a god after all." He said reluctantly.

Bibi Dong couldn't help but patted his chest and said, "I hate it if I hate it. Why do you have to say it so reluctantly?"

Qin Jian scratched his head: "You are really different today than usual. Did you drink too much?"

She was so thin-skinned that she would never take the initiative to do any intimate gestures, but tonight she took the initiative to hold hands, leaned into his arms, and even patted his chest coquettishly. Such Bibi Dong was Qin Jian It was something I never dared to think about before.

"What? You don't like it?"

Bibi Dongfeng's eyes are like lightning.

Qin Jian hugged her tighter: "How could you not like it?"

Bibi Dong is very tall, almost as tall as Qin Jian. Even though Qin Jian has grown a lot this year, he is only a little taller than her.

Holding him at this time, Bibi Dong naturally couldn't lean on his chest, so their necks met and their heads rested on each other's shoulders.

A faint blush appeared on Bibi Dong's face, and she didn't know if it was the effect of alcohol.

"Qin Jian...don't you think things in this world are always unsatisfactory?"

Her slightly melancholy voice gently reached his ears, and Qin Jian's mind suddenly moved: "Have you encountered something very difficult? Can you tell me?"

How can I tell you...

Do you mean I have to kill you?

Bibi Dong closed her eyes and subconsciously covered up the pain in her eyes, even though Qin Jian couldn't see it at all now.

"Qin Jian...you said..."

Her voice seemed like a whisper, but it also seemed to come from deep in her heart, and Qin Jian could easily feel the bitterness hidden in it.

"You said... when the pursuit of life conflicts with emotion... what should we do?" she said quietly.

Qin Jian's heart twitched.

This question, this helplessness, reminded him of his own test to become a god, and he instantly felt the same.

"Ideally speaking...a good emotional relationship should also have a positive effect on our pursuit..." he said in a low voice.

"ideal?"

Bibi Dong was silent for a moment and said: "But things in the world always seem to be unsatisfactory... If it's not ideal... If it's a conflict... what should I do?"