[Wen Ye＋Douluo] Human Design Delusion

Whether it was the soul bone absorption process or the body's feedback, everything went so smoothly that Yuan Yi vaguely felt something was wrong.

Yuan Yi calmly met the Pope's gaze and lightly tapped the bandage wrapped around his wrist to express his inquiry.

……

no respond.

The huge venue was very empty, and any movement would be infinitely amplified by the sense of space. He could hear a needle drop in his ears, but at a certain moment, Yuan Yi seemed to hear the breathing of a third person.

Take a shallow, soft breath.

Like a child.

The soul masters who are good at concealment in Wuhun Palace all have their auras condensed to the extreme, so that no one can easily find their presence.

Moreover, the Pope himself was extremely powerful. Every time he met her, Ghost Douluo, who was responsible for protecting Yuan Yi, would stay away from her and never hide in the dark to listen to their conversations.

who is it?

The aura was very close to him, no more than five meters away.

Yuan Yi glanced around with his peripheral vision and didn't see any strange shadows in his sight.

The ethereal and eerie sense of voyeurism shrouded Yuan Yi like a shadow, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.But the Pope, who was far more powerful than him, didn't seem to notice.

This is not reasonable.

Not good either.

Two possibilities came to Yuan Yi's mind:

First, Bibi Dong knew about that person's existence, but just pretended not to mention it in front of him.

What is the reason for not mentioning it? Is it related to the soul bone he absorbed?

Second, Bibi Dong really doesn’t know.

But the Pope is already at the peak of his strength, surpassing almost all the soul masters in the entire continent. Who else can act arrogantly under Bibi Dong's nose?If that was the case, how could his aura be sensed by a great soul master like himself.

Yuan Yi doesn't want to choose between the two possibilities, because either one or two is a danger that he cannot control.

It's better to be cautious.

Bibi Dong looked like a compassionate teacher, with a look of surprise in her eyes, pretending to be concerned.

"Yuan'er, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Yuan Yi shook his head.

The Pope walked up to him and slowly squatted down on one knee, his eyes facing each other. In an instant, a thick haze filled his eyes.

"It seems that the head soul bone is very suitable for you." A soft touch fell on the top of Yuan Yi's head, and the voice floated down from above, "You are worthy of the expectations of Master."

Yuan Yiyi has become immune to the brainwashing caresses and verbal attacks, and accepts the other party's compliments indifferently.

The cherishment of soul bones is obvious to all, but absorbing soul bones is also highly dangerous. This attempt was so easy, Yuan Yi couldn't help but feel happy.

"So, Yuan'er."

Bibi Dong's voice suddenly became ethereal, and Yuan raised his head consciously.

Facing a pair of eyes that were as dark as thick fog, Gujing Muha's dark pupils were shrinking under his gaze, with murderous intent surging in them.

Yuan Yi resisted the instinctive urge to retreat and gritted his teeth to hold on.

In front of him, the pope's flawless face still had a noble smile, half-smiling but not smiling.

She opened her lips gently, and the soft words penetrated into Yuan Yi's chest like thunder.

She said, "Why did you betray me?"

"Is Master not good to you?"

The pope has lost his luxurious papal uniform and is still an unattainable pope. He boasts of his strength at the top of the mainland pyramid and can make Yuan Yi breathless if even the slightest hint of coercion is revealed.

He was nailed to the spot.

His feet were tightly restrained by the vague soul power, and his fragile body protested under the heavy pressure, with fine sweat oozing out from under his skin.

Bibi Dong stood up casually, her voice still soft: "I gave you everything."

"Identity, status, money. No one loves you more than me." She stepped up and walked slowly to Yuan Yi's side, as if she had just discovered it, she saw Yuan's taut jaw profile.

She chuckled softly and asked, "Yuan'er, why are you nervous?"

Yuan Yi lowered his eyes. In the silent appearance, a beast made of impulse and fear was roaring, struggling to break out of the cage.

How could she know?How could she? !

In order to take revenge, overthrowing the pope or killing her are all out of reach for Yuan Yi, let alone the whereabouts of the man in black.

In terms of money, wealth, power, and the strength that Douluo Continent valued most, he was far inferior to the Pope of Wuhun Palace. Relying on oneself alone was tantamount to wishful thinking, so Yuan Yi could only choose to endure.

He needs time to make himself stronger, needs to find a breakthrough, and needs all the right conditions at the right time and place.

But in the past few years, under the Pope's surveillance and desire for control, he could do very little for revenge. He had never stepped into a minefield, never behaved abnormally, and he was about to become the Pope's puppet!

Day after day, year after year, he got close to his enemies, pretending to be intimate and forgetting everything. Acting became instinct, and covering up hatred became routine. He almost deceived himself, and then he was qualified to get closer to Bibi Dong, search Her buried past searches for flaws in her.Over the past few years, he has almost pieced together a corner of the story.

When it comes to finding Bibi Dong's breakthrough or weakness, how can it be discovered? !

When did she...

"Yuan'er, you are very smart."

When Bibi Dong was one meter away from Yuan Yi, she stopped, looked into Yuan Yi's eyes, and praised Yuan Yi in the same tone as before.

"It was my negligence a few years ago that caused hatred to grow in your heart. I feel sorry for your father."

……

Yuan Yi tightened his fists, clenched his jaw, and the muscles under his eyes beat uncontrollably.

How could she still show the composure of a murderer in front of him, confident that she would not be killed by a great soul master?

Another voice in my heart said: Of course!Are you stupid?

Yuan Yi forced himself to calm down.

She mentioned Cecil unscrupulously and took such an attitude. What on earth did she want to do.

"Does your mother know the truth about Cecil's death? Do you dare to tell her?" Bibi Dong whispered, "I know you alienated her because you wanted to protect her. After all, her body is so weak..."

In an instant, Yuan Yi's eyes turned red.

His family is his bottom line and the last harbor he wants to protect.

Never, never...

"Yuan'er, this is the first time Master has seen you like this. You look like a puppy with bared teeth." Bibi Dong mocked, "But, you look more like a white-eyed wolf that can't get enough to eat."

"Pretending to be ignorant under the guise of revenge, defrauding Wuhun Palace of its resources and energy, isn't it?"

"What did I give you?"

"You have no worries about food and clothing, no worries about your life, precious cultivation resources, and even the priceless soul bone on top of your head, but you enjoy everything I give you with peace of mind to pave the way for your revenge plan? "

Bibi Dong sarcastically said: "Dirty means."

"..."

"I'm speechless. Did I hit you right?"

Every word is like deliberately stepping on a sensitive nerve, stimulating Yuan Yi's urge to release his martial spirit.

【Kill her】

My mind was filled with these three words.

He released his martial soul, displayed his soul skills, and tore apart all the eyesores in front of him. The hand hanging by his side was raised unnaturally, and the pale golden soul power quickly condensed.

【Kill her】

Just a little.

【Kill her】

……

Yuan Yi casually waved away the ball of light in his hand, and his body that was trembling with murderous intent slowly returned to calm. He said, "You talk too much nonsense."

It was his wish to kill the Pope.

But Yuan Yi knew that he was not qualified now. To attack the Pope would be to die. No matter how stupid he was, he would not face the Pope directly.

Besides, if the Pope knew his plan, he would definitely not talk so much nonsense with him. He would tease his emotions with every sentence and make Yuan Yi have the urge to kill Bibi Dong. Wouldn't it be faster for her to do it directly?

His chaotic mind became clear again, and Yuan Yi immediately realized that he was in a dream.

Or rather, in an illusion.

This can also explain the disconnection with Osamu Dazai.

As soon as Yuan Yi finished speaking, the scene in front of him was like broken glass, peeling off the real world piece by piece. It was still the training ground. Different from the dream, Bibi Dong did not discover Yuan Yi's "betrayal". He frowned and stared at a handprint that suddenly appeared at the junction of Yuan Yi's neck and collarbone.

That breath is still there.

Yuan Yi tilted his head and finally saw the invisible third person not far away.

He looked about four or five years old, wearing a loose white shirt on his upper body and bloomers of the same color on his lower body. There was a round-headed doll with a smiley face sewn on it in his arms. The connection between the neck and the body was disconnected, which was a bit scary. Black hair, half white hair, and star-shaped pupils give her a strange beauty.

He looked at Yuan Yi timidly, hugged the baby in his arms tightly, and said in a thin voice: "...brain...hell..."

It was obviously him who did it just now.

Yuan Yi smiled: "Hello, my name is Yuan Yi."

"........."

"……Hello……"