Douluo's start stole the Blue Silver Emperor

After being fooled by Qian Xunji and vomiting several times, Bibi Dong finally collapsed.

"It's impossible, impossible, impossible! You lied to me, right? How could there be such a fairy grass in the world?"

Bibi Dong looked at Qian Xunji angrily, her eyes filled with hatred.

If she hadn't still had some sense and knew that she couldn't defeat a level 99 peerless Douluo, she would have slapped Qian Xunji to death.

"Sister, how could I lie to you? If I lie to you, what if you tell Xiaoxue what happened today?" Qian Xunji said with an innocent face: "I heard that there is a man named Ju Dou in your Wuhun Hall. Luo's martial spirit, the Qiantongtianju, is an immortal product, so his favorite things in life are these flowers and plants. You might as well ask him to see if what I said is true or false."

After listening to Qian Xunji's words, Bibi Dong thought about it and felt that what he said made sense. She immediately wiped away the tears on her face, and a gentle smile like the spring breeze appeared on her beautiful face, "Good brother, what you said Yes, it’s my sister’s fault, and I shouldn’t disbelieve you.”

Damn it!I call you "sister", but you just think of yourself as my sister?

Shameless old woman!

Qian Xunji took a deep breath, put the Lovesick Heartbroken Red back into the soul guide, and asked, "Sister, can I go?"

Bibi Dong said sternly: "No!"

"Why? The fairy grass has been given to you. If you can't pick it off, it's your own business."

"If I say no, I can't." Bibi Dong drew circles on Qian Xunji's bare chest with her slender jade fingers, and said in a half-charming, half-threatening tone: "If you dare to leave, I will give you what you just said Tell Xiaoxue about it."

Qian Xunji showed a furious expression. He raised his hand several times, exerting his physical strength and soul power, as if he wanted to attack Bibi Dong, but then he put his hand down as if he had thought of something.

Finally, Qianxun quickly walked to the Pope's huge desk, swept down all the official documents on the desk with a wave of his hand, then grabbed a few vases in frustration and smashed them on the ground.

After hearing a "ping-pong-ping-pong" sound, all the larger furniture in the conference hall was smashed to pieces by Qian Xunji.

But this was not enough to relieve his anger. He walked up to Bibi Dong again, pointed his finger at Bibi Dong with an angry face, and stamped his feet vigorously, perfectly interpreting the four words "incompetent and furious".

"Good brother, don't be angry." Bibi Dong stood up, shook her hair, inadvertently put on an extremely charming pose, and said: "Without Xiaoxue, there is still sister. Is sister inferior to Xiaoxue? No way. Bar?"

With that said, Bibi Dong came up to Qian Xunji, stretched out her arms and hugged Qian Xunji's neck, and a pair of giant pandas pressed tightly against his chest, "Sister should be older than Xiaoxue, right?"

Useless!Big breasts and no brains!

Qian Xunji glanced at the large desk he had deliberately left behind, then reached out to pick up Bibi Dong and threw her onto the desk.

Because they disliked each other but had to endure the humiliation, Qian Xunji and Bibi Dong unanimously chose the one from behind.

Two hours later, in the Pope's secret chamber, Qianxun quickly stamped his feet and walked around the secret chamber with his hands behind his back.

How should I put it, women are women, and his pure white, bright, Nordic, minimalist style secret room was decorated like this by Bibi Dong.

Huge skulls, weird female statues, scary spiders hanging on the walls...the furnishings and decorations in the room are all weird and gloomy.

Especially the chandelier at the top emits a gloomy green light, making the secret room even more weird and terrifying, as if it were the scene of a horror movie.

It makes people suffocate.

He really has no aesthetic taste at all, no wonder he fell in love with Yu Xiaogang.

Qian Xunji walked around the secret room and came to a large full-length mirror mounted on the wall. He reached out and flicked the mirror and said in his heart: "The only thing that hasn't changed in the whole secret room is you."

As he said that, Qian Xunji showed a few weird smiles in the mirror, then turned his head and walked to another secret room next door.

According to Qian Xunji's memory, this should be a bathroom and toilet.

But when he opened the door and saw it, Qian Xunji couldn't help shouting, "What a good guy! What a good guy."

I originally wanted to take a bath, but what was flowing in the bath was not water at all, but some kind of gloomy green liquid like a will-o'-the-wisp.

Even if the Rakshasa God is an evil god, doesn't he need to have the words "I am a bad guy" printed on his body?

Chihiro was speechless and turned on the faucet on the sink next to her.

Fortunately, this water is normal and can be used to wash hands.

After Qian Xunji washed his hands, he picked up the soul guide that he had been wearing on his wrist, poured it out, and water immediately flowed out of the soul guide.

This is the cup of tea that should theoretically be in your stomach.

As a teacher, Qian Xunji knew Bibi Dong well and knew that she was a scheming woman. Therefore, even if the relationship between the two parties was strangers, and even if he was not afraid of being poisoned, he would not drink the tea served by her order.

As for the ability to pour tea into the soul guide without leaving any trace, I have to thank the cute little cotton-padded jacket for forcing her dear father to drink toilet water when she gets angry.

What a little naughty person.

After washing his hands, Qian Xunji took off the mask on his face again, looked at his newly pinched face, and said "Perfect" in his heart.

The main reason why Qian Xunji had the courage to come to Wuhun City to participate in the selection of the seven major sects was that a few days ago, during the Good Son-in-Law Tenth Company, he drew a head soul bone with the function of disguise.

Although the attributes are rubbish, it only has a simple face-changing function, and there are only a few fixed faces that can be changed, but it is enough.

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Just when Qianxun was enjoying herself in the mirror, Bibi Dong called Ju Douluo.

"Yueguan, do you know the color of lovesickness?"

As soon as he heard the words "Acacia Heartbroken Red", Ju Douluo, who wanted to resign, immediately became energetic. He said, "Reporting to Your Majesty the Pope, Acacia Heartbroken Red is the king of celestial grass. It is said that after recognizing the master, one can achieve the goal of becoming the master." any wish.”

"So, how can Lovesick and Heartbroken recognize his master?"

"Legend has it that a long time ago, there was a young man... In the end, the young man died of heartbreak. When he was dying, he bled on the petals." Ju Douluo told Bibi Dong about the legend of lovesickness and heartbreak, "Therefore, I want to To pick a loved one, you must have a true lover in your heart. When picking, you must think about your loved one sincerely, and then sprinkle a drop of blood on the petals, and the flowers will fall automatically. But If you are half-hearted, even if you vomit blood and die, you will never be able to pick the flowers."

Listening to Ju Douluo's words, Bibi Dong felt panicked.

impossible!

How could I not love Xiaogang!

I obviously love Xiaogang so much!

It must be fake flowers!

right!Fake flowers!

"What does the lovesickness you are talking about like heartbreaking red look like?"

If he had asked before, Ju Douluo would definitely not know, because he had only seen the color of lovesickness in books.

But now, he not only saw it, but also touched it. If he hadn't realized that he didn't have a loved one and couldn't let the fairy grass recognize its owner, the lovesickness would have been his long ago.

"Acacia Heartbroken Red is a very ordinary-looking white flower. The flower is about the size of a palm, just like a peony. It has no grass leaves, only a large black stone connected under the rhizome. That stone is called Wu Jue. If it is forced If you pluck the flowers from the stone, the acacia will lose its potency.”

Listening to Ju Douluo's narration, Bibi Dong was stunned.

so many years!

After so many years...

I don't actually love him? !