[Wen Ye＋Douluo] Human Design Delusion

"Huh." Yuan Yi stretched out his hand and rubbed his slightly stiff face, and some blood returned to his face.

The pace slowed down, and the cars at the door came into view, and he quietly breathed a sigh of relief, but a string in his mind kept tightening, making it difficult to calm down.

He walked straight to the cardinal, pursed his lips, stretched out his fingers and tugged at the corner of the cardinal's clothes, "I..."

"Go."

Cecil patted Haraichi's back, and then pushed him in the direction of Yuesuguan.

His father's palms were broad and strong, calming his pounding heart for no reason.Yuan Yi raised his head and looked into a pair of calm eyes.

"Yueguan is waiting for you." Cecil's eyes fell on the cloth strip on his wrist. He squatted down and pulled down his son's sleeves, and finally said: "Just let him teach you how to use your soul power. Now. I have something to discuss with your mother and will come see you later."

Haraichi took Cecil's hand.

The father and son said a few more words before ending the conversation.

By the time they got on the carriage at Yueguan, Yuan Yi had not yet calmed down. He lowered his head and was thinking wildly.

"Why are you so focused?" Yue Guan said with a smile.

"...I'm thinking about the Pope." Yuan Yi gave a reason casually.

The titled Douluo casually pulled off his dark hood. His facial features hidden under the black robe were very handsome. His hair was blond and slightly curly. He looked like he was only in his twenties.

However, the feminine aura in his movements ruined the atmosphere, making him feel awkward and speechless, which was very weird.

Cold and thin white fingers gently picked up the tail of Yuan Yi's hair and tucked it behind his ears.

When Yuan looked up, he saw a handsome face.

The kindness in the other person's eyes was so obvious, so unreservedly revealed that it was impossible to ignore it.

"……what."

Yuan Yi buried his head in the other person's arms and let out a low cry.

When he was nervous at the end of the month, he comforted him softly.

Yuan Yi grabbed the other party's clothes and twisted them around. After struggling for a long time, he gave up - this is not a society governed by the rule of law, so why bother with human lives.

But still annoyed.

Seeing his frown, Yue Guan thought he was still worried and said, "Although the Pope has a high and powerful position, he is not unreasonable. Don't worry, I won't embarrass you, a child."

Yuan Yi muffled: "Does the Pope look good?"

The Titled Douluo was stunned by this question. As a trusted subordinate of the Pope, he naturally knew the Pope's appearance. After careful consideration, he said, "It's not an exaggeration to say that he is like a fish and a goose."

"But she is the Pope, and her strength is worthy of the awe of all soul masters on the mainland."

Yuan Yi suddenly realized.

——In the face of absolute strength, no external object can shake her, and her appearance is just an embellishment.

Whoever has a hard fist listens to whoever has it, this setting is really touching.

I want to hug my thighs!

Yuan Yi, who was getting excited, asked some more questions about the rumors and gossip about the Pope, and listened with great interest.

Yue Guan picked a few answers and spent a lot of time on the road. The group quickly headed towards the border of the Star Luo Empire.

The Spirit Hall does not have its own fiefdom like the two empires. It is more like an organization. The largest base, the Spirit Hall, is at the junction of the two empires, and the other Spirit branch halls are distributed throughout the continent. .As the place becomes more remote, the scale of the branch halls becomes smaller. There are also branch halls below the branch halls. The system is somewhat similar to the ancient official system.

The Wuhun Palace managed by Cecil is within the Star Luo Empire, close to the border between the two empires, so the journey is short and it only takes half a day to reach the Wuhun Main Palace.

The time is neither too long nor too short.

During this period, Yuan Yi tried to retract and release his martial soul several times, but Yue Guan refused to let him try again to avoid exhausting his soul power.

Soul power is the backbone of martial arts.

When everyone awakens a martial soul, in addition to using the form of the martial soul to judge whether it is powerful or not, the amount of soul power is also crucial.The higher the starting point, the faster you can cultivate your soul power and the faster your level will rise. The higher the level, the more abundant your soul power will be.

A cycle determined by talent.

The soul power is an energy bar. Once it is exhausted, no matter how good the martial soul is, it cannot be released. Yue Guan's worries are not unreasonable.

"Even if you don't do anything, just releasing your martial soul will consume your soul power." Yue Guan glanced at the cloth strip hanging outside the car window and meant something.

"Okay." Yuan Yi withdrew his martial spirit and sat upright.

Carefully feel the soul power flowing around in the body.

...I can't tell if it has decreased, nor does my body feel tired.

Just as Yuan Yi was about to continue asking, Yue Guan put on his hood, opened the curtains and poked out a token.

"By papal decree."

The man dressed as a guard just glanced into the carriage and backed away in fear.

"Let go!"

The wheel made a grunting sound and rolled forward again. Yuan Yi noticed that the guard's clothes had a pattern embroidered on it, two small swords crossed together, and a red shield underneath, which was the logo of Wuhun Palace.

Yuan Yi asked tentatively: "Are we here?"

Yue Guan nodded and shook his head.

Next, he showed the token twice again and passed the "many checkpoints" before the carriage slowly stopped.

Yuan Yi was so weak that he almost stumbled when he got out of the car.

She suddenly stretched out a hand to support him.

Yuan Yi was in shock: "Thank you."

"You're welcome." The man's voice was hoarse, with a charming ending, like feathers scratching his ears.

Yuan Yi looked up.

Huh, beauty.

She was wearing a pure white robe with gold-plated piping, her black hair was draped softly behind her head, her eyes were like water, and she had a unique charm when she lowered her eyes to look at people.

Hu Liena took Yuan Yi's hand in a natural movement and complained to Yue Guan beside her, "No wonder I haven't seen Grandpa Yue for a long time. He went to abduct the child."

Yueguan had watched Hu Liena grow up, and immediately smiled when she teased him.

"The Pope is in the palace...ah," Hu Liena exclaimed in a low voice, "Is this your martial spirit?"

"?" Yuan Yi was stunned.

Looking down, a white bandage came out from nowhere, rubbing the back of the girl's hand, murmuring an invitation to death that only Yuan Yi could hear.

——Beautiful lady, you want to die with me...!

Hara Yi grabbed Dazai Osamu's "head" tightly, and his eyelids twitched violently when he met Hu Liena's puzzled eyes.

Stop sexual harassment, perverts!

——How can I...

Yuan Yi kept a smile on his face and tightly held the martial spirit that was about to move with his palms.Under his unremitting struggle, Osamu Dazai finally found peace.

Finally relieved.

Hu Liena only thought that the child's changing expressions of nervousness and relaxation were so cute that she couldn't help pinching her face and said, "Come with me."

Cecil and Yuan Qi did not follow, and Yuan Yi couldn't help but stop.

Hu Liena pulled him.

Cecil hugged his wife with one hand, and waved towards Yuan Yi with the other hand, signaling him to feel at ease.My son has always been precocious, so I think he understands.

The two of them walked in together.

This building was magnificent, tall and majestic, but Yuan Yi felt a little empty and cold. He stepped on the cold white jade, and there were echoes from his footsteps.

The walls are inlaid with gems of various colors, and even the murals are made up of various chip fragments. The shimmer reflects a warm light, which is not dazzling but more eye-catching. The feet are paved with priceless jade, and there is no trace of it. The variegated colors are natural; the dome is made of semicircular glass, and the thin sunlight is refracted and scattered on the ground.

It's so gorgeous that it doesn't look like a place where people live.

Hu Liena said in an admiring tone: "It's beautiful, isn't it? It's a perfect place to watch the sunset."

Yuan Yi hummed: "Do you live here?"

"I lived there before, but not now." Hu Liena seemed to be a little resistant to this topic. The smile on her soft face paused, she lost interest in continuing the conversation, and stopped talking.

Although it wasn't obvious, the suddenly cold atmosphere could still be felt, and Yuan Yi was a little at a loss.

"..." Abba Abba.

There is no reason to apologize, and it is embarrassing not to say anything.

Yuan, a person with mild social phobia, thought for a long time and decided to continue this silence.

Fortunately, he didn't wait too long.

Two people, one tall and one short, stopped in front of a door that was four or five meters wide. The surroundings became increasingly quiet, cut off from all the sounds of wind and insects. It was like a forbidden land. Yuan Yi could even hear his own breathing.

"Knock knock."

Hu Liena gently knocked on the door.

In just a few breaths, the tall door opened in front of the two of them. The process of opening the door was silent, as if it opened by itself.

Hu Liena saluted towards the door, then turned and left, leaving Yuan Yi standing there alone.

Haraichi:?

Why did she leave? Was she just responsible for guiding me?Help, no one is with me?

"come in."

Yuan Yi looked stern, realized that he could no longer dawdle, and walked away.

The first thing that caught his eye was a pure white throne placed in the center of the room, with ink jade as steps, extending in front of him.Other than that, there was nothing else in the room, it was completely empty.There was a person leaning on the throne, looking down at him, and he held his breath subconsciously.

--pope.

That is a very beautiful woman.

The luxurious robe reaches her ankles, and the soft light flashes across the dark embroidered fabric, which is very dazzling. She holds a scepter studded with various gems, and the crown on her head is even more gorgeous. Her skin is fair and her facial features are beautiful. With the blessing of temperament, he becomes more holy and compassionate.The gentle corners of his mouth seem to contain tolerance and love for the world, but they are also noble and unattainable.

Regardless of appearance or figure, you can feel the special aura just by looking at it from a distance.

The moment he met the Pope's gaze, Yuan Yi almost felt like he was about to be baptized by the holy light.

"His Majesty the Pope." He saluted unfamiliarly, thus averting the eyes of the two of them.

Pope Bibi Dong chuckled, and the years seemed to have left no trace on her face, "I heard that you are only six years old, how can you be so well-behaved. Child, come to me."

Yuan Yi stepped forward as instructed.

The pope's gaze was as soft as water, hiding the surging undercurrent.

The child in front of him has slender limbs, facial features that have not yet grown, baby fat that has not faded from his cheeks, slightly curly black hair, and a dimple when he purses his lips. He looks harmless like a sheep.

He was raised well by his parents. He is neither timid nor arrogant. His eyes are full of innocence and purity, and he has a soft heart.Good and bad.

But his martial spirit was really outstanding, and just interrupting other soul masters from running their soul power was enough to make her look at him with suspicion, so she brought him here immediately to avoid long nights and endless dreams.

Yuan Yi has not yet grown up.

He didn't even get the first soul ring.

He is like an unexplored treasure, and no one can resist such a temptation.Bibi Dong eagerly wants to intervene in the other party's future, prune away the messy branches, and grow according to her wishes.

This genius will not belong to Wuhun Palace, but to her, Bibi Dong!

The majestic soul power surged, and the shadow of the spider slowly condensed behind her——

So let's first take a look at how much stronger the so-called talent is compared to the children she personally selected!