[Wen Ye＋Douluo] Human Design Delusion

"puff!"

Dark red blood surged up his throat, and the strong smell of blood made him want to vomit, but he bent down respectfully, assumed the most humble kneeling position, and rested his forehead on the ground motionlessly.

The majestic soul power almost swallowed up all the air in the hall. The wind was violent and as sharp as a knife. The empty hall was raging through the empty hall. The heavy pressure of Wia could almost make people stop breathing.

Mo Qi knelt without saying a word, his heart beating fiercely in his chest.His eyes were red, his lips were trembling, and he slowly stretched out his tongue to lick away the blood from the corner of his mouth. The huge panic and fear wrapped around his little courage, which kept him from fainting.

One day ago, Mo Qi received news that Yuan Yi was missing in the Dugu Bodi medicine garden.

This incident caught everyone off guard.

When Dugu Bo took Tang San back to Tiandou City alone, the people watching noticed something was wrong. Mo Qi made a quick decision and took advantage of Dugu Bo's absence to search Sunset Forest like a sweep, but no one was found.

Half a day later, Tiandou City found out the result from Dugu Bo - Yuan Yi had escaped.

Mo Qi was immediately stunned.

He is responsible for part of the responsibility of monitoring Yuan Yi. He knows that escaping alone while Yuan Yi is in a poisonous state is tantamount to seeking death. Why should he escape? !

He bit the bullet and ordered the people from Wuhun Palace to look for him, but found nothing. However, he did not dare to delay and came to find the Pope non-stop.

"You said...he escaped on his own?"

The pope, who was always strategizing, calm and self-possessed, sat in a high position, looked at him condescendingly, and asked.

Mo Qi did not dare to hide anything and told everything he knew: "..., before he knocked Tang San unconscious, he once said: He was tired, so he wanted to be out of sight and out of mind, and then he disappeared."

"..."

There was a brief silence first.

"Hahaha." The Pope laughed.

There was not much laughter to be heard.

Mo Qi lowered his eyes, becoming increasingly uneasy.

"He said he was tired..." The pope's voice was a little ethereal.

"What does he have to be tired of?" the pope asked lightly, as if he was puzzled and mocking.

Mo Qi didn't know how to answer, but the Pope didn't seem to let him answer.

Mo Qi didn't dare to look up, Bibi Dong looked down at him, she stretched out one hand to support her chin, and held the scepter in the other hand. Her beautiful eyebrows seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, making it difficult to see clearly.

"What do you think I should do with him?"

Mo Qi felt relieved. It seemed that the Pope was not very angry about Yuan Yi's escape, and he probably wouldn't blame him.

"Your Majesty, before we deal with it, I have a question about whether we need to send people to continue searching..." Mo Qi pursed his lips. This question was difficult to answer. His heart beat like a drum, and he boldly avoided the Pope's question.

As one of the insiders of the plan implemented by the Pope, Mo Qi knew very well that the balance in the Pope's heart would always favor the lurkers in Tiandou City, so when Yuan Yi disappeared, he did not dare to search extensively.

We are still in a sensitive period now, and the Tiandou Empire has stepped up its defenses. They must not take the lead. Furthermore, Yuan Yi cannot run far if he is poisoned, but continuing to pursue Shi may hasten his death.

The attitude of the Pope is everything.

Mo Qi could only wait for the Pope's statement.

"Looking for what?"

Mo Qi was startled.

He subconsciously raised his head. The pope's tone was too casual.

The Pope sat in a high position and looked at him from above. After his eyes met, he narrowed his eyes slightly and sneered: "He would rather run away than stay there. If you go to find him, wouldn't you ruin his dream?" "

"Out of sight...out of mind...what's bothering him?"

The soft voice seemed to be circling, falling slowly into his ears.

Mo Qi shivered.

Lower your head again, assuming a humble posture with your head touching the ground.

——He felt the coldness in the air.

His Majesty the Pope does not seem to be as indifferent as he appears.

Bibi Dong raised her eyes, "Are you tired of being vain and submissive to others, or are you tired of me, the master?"

The Pope seemed to carelessly put the scepter aside and let it float on the side of the throne. His slender fingertips tapped the armrest slowly and rhythmically, one after another.The words that came out of her mouth made Mo Qi break into a cold sweat.

"Your Majesty..." He didn't dare to answer.

Yuan Yi is a disciple of the Pope. Even if he escapes privately, the Pope will spare his life. However, he cannot guess the reason at will. If he makes a mistake, he may not see the sun tomorrow.

Mo Qi bowed his head deeply.

Bibi Dong suppressed the sarcastic curve at the corner of her mouth. Some kind of dazzling light flashed, silent pressure, the corner of her robe moved automatically without wind, and the aura of a titled Douluo swept across the entire empty hall. She did not look at the trembling man in black below. Suddenly Laugh out loud.

Yuan Yi, Yuan Yi, just as he was named, a white owl, he dared to flutter his wings and fly out of the cage even before he was fully fledged.

Bibi Dong laughed angrily.

"What's the point of keeping a disobedient thing?"

Mo Qi's pupils shrank. He thought the Pope was going to treat Yuan Yi as an abandoned son and destroy him. He urgently needed confirmation, so he blurted out: "Are you going to kill him?!"

The Pope smiled half-heartedly: "What do you think?"

Mo Qi: "My subordinates will order them to go down and set up a reward for the hunt..."

"idiot."

A pressure as heavy as a thousand pounds fell on him, causing him to vomit a mouthful of blood.Mo Qi stroked his chest and breathed hard, knowing that he had misunderstood.

Mo Qi closed his eyes deeply. The price of his impulse made him know that the Pope could easily kill him with just one finger.

Two breaths passed.

"You go down first." The pope's voice came.

"As for Yuan Yi's disposal, let's put it aside for now."

"……Yes."

He endured the pain and got up, not daring to show any other emotion on his face, and went out respectfully.

The Pope was alone in the empty basilica.

There was only silence in the cold and gorgeous hall. Bibi Dong's soft and delicate face slowly removed the mask belonging to the pope, her eyes were dark, and there was a hint of evil in her body.She was still sitting on the throne that people looked up to, expressionless, looking at the spots on the ground.

I don't know how long it took.

"How dare he?"

Bibi Dong made no secret of her disdain and sarcasm: "How dare he? How dare he?!"

She punched the armrest, sending sawdust flying.

bang——

Bibi Dong was angry at Yuan Yi's disobedience.

Like kittens and puppies kept around, or birds hidden in cages, they are the owner's playthings, and they also carry the owner's possessiveness and control.

How dare he, how could he?

Bibi Dong gritted her teeth.

He was poisoned, where could he run?

Would you rather die than stay?

Bibi Dong stood up, her chest rose and fell rapidly, and she soon regained her composure. The moment of loss was too brief, and she became the elusive Pope of the Spirit Hall again.

"He knows."

Determined tone.

Bibi Dong: "He found out that Xue Qinghe is from Wuhun Palace."

The erratic ghostly figure solidifies from the void.

"He is very smart." A voice of indeterminate gender and age came from under the black robe, answering the Pope's words.

Bibi Dong: "He's complaining about me."

"The plan to infiltrate the Tiandou Empire is of great importance. Your Majesty concealed it from Yuan Yi not intentionally."

Bibi Dong: "Then why does he blame me? I am the Pope of Wuhun Palace, and I have been planning this matter for decades. Now it falls short. I haven't held him accountable yet, but he is pretending?"

Ghost: "My majesty, please atone. He regards you as his master, but he is arrogant because of his favor." The implication is that Yuan Yi is just having a bad temper with the Pope. He is young and can still teach.

Bibi Dong was startled.

Over the past six years, day and night, Yuan Yi had grown from lying on her knees, acting like a coquettish fool, to a young and upright young man.

Even though she kept him like a pet, she took it seriously.

This time Yuan Yi was angry with her, angry that she didn't tell him in advance, and even more angry that she knew Xue Qinghe had poisoned him but didn't explain it.

Is it just the nature of a child to express his grievances in this way?

Bibi Dong felt a little moved.

But only a little bit.

Bibi Dong quickly came to her senses, the royal family's lurking plan was the first thing she wanted to protect, and that little emotion was not worth mentioning in front of the former: "I know you and Yue Guan both like him, but he really went too far this time." Bibi Dong felt unspeakably irritable, and she rubbed her brows, "That's all, after all, he is still young, and I have been negligent in the past two years."

Ghost: "Just catch him and bring him back."

Bibi Dong said slowly: "Yes, it is a good seedling after all. It would be a pity to pinch it."

"If you have a strong bone, grind it. If you don't obey, make it obedient."

Flatten his pride and break his wings.

There won't be a next time.

Considering that he had called her master for several years, Bibi Dong thought that her arrangement was kind enough.

The ghost was silent for a while and did not speak.

"He's poisoned. It's better if he suffers a little, so that he will know how good I am to him." Bibi Dong seemed to remember something, "Clean up the dark room in the south."

That darkroom to the south?It was a place where people were imprisoned in the past.

The ghost finally said nothing.

Bibi Dong paused.

"You go find it too."

"Yes."

"Without an antidote, he won't survive three days. He still has a soul bone in his body, so move quickly."

"Yes."

The ghostly figure dissipated into smoke.

Bibi Dong stood in the shadow of the wall and pinched her palms.

Although she had clearly made a decision, Bibi Dong's thoughts could not calm down.

She thought that although the exposure of the mixed poison was an accident, the punishment was inevitable.However, after all, Yuan Yi was a little soul master that he had spent a lot of effort to raise. His talent and temperament were both top-notch. It was a pity that he died.

……

Yes, it's just a pity.