Douluo: Protects Our Spirit Hall

"teacher!"

Ye Qifeng walked to the front of the high platform and bowed to Bibi Dong.

"You came."

On the Pope's throne, Bibi Dong sat down, keeping her most accustomed and most comfortable posture, with her eyes closed and not opened. After hearing Ye Qifeng's voice, she just said something softly, her voice revealing a little tiredness.

After speaking, Bibi Dongyu rubbed her eyebrows again, trying to get rid of the exhaustion and discomfort in her mind.

Ye Qifeng couldn't help frowning slightly when he heard the strangeness in Bibi Dong's voice.

He raised his head and looked up.

However, she saw that Bibi Dongyu's hand had been on the center of her eyebrows, and she didn't let go for a moment, she was gently rubbing it.

It seems that the influence of Rakshasa's evil thoughts on her is still continuing, and it seems that there is a gradual deepening trend.

Rakshasa's evil thoughts will subtly affect her reason, wipe out good thoughts, and make her gradually degenerate.

And in the secret realm of Rakshasa, Rakshasa's evil thoughts are more intense than any time and anywhere, and it will have a greater impact on her, and it will also accelerate the erosion of evil thoughts.

Could it be that she entered the Rakshasa Secret Realm to practice again last night?

Ye Qifeng guessed in his heart, and then asked with concern: "Teacher, are you okay?"

Hearing that, Bibi Dong's hand that squeezed between her eyebrows suddenly stopped.

She opened her beautiful eyes and looked at Ye Qifeng. She was a little surprised that Ye Qifeng found out that she was uncomfortable. She was slightly moved and a little warm.

She hadn't enjoyed this feeling of being cared for for a long time.

Bibi Dong was stunned for a moment as she stared at the disciple Ye Qifeng who had changed into the Saint Child's costume below.

It was found that his whole person had been completely renewed.

His temperament was gentle and clean, and he looked a little handsome... Bibi Dong looked at Ye Qifeng, and suddenly felt more pleasing to the eye.

and many more……

The headband with which he tied his hair...like mine?

Bibi Dong was stunned for a moment, her eyes widened slightly, and her heart was a little complicated.

However, when she saw Ye Qifeng's worried expression, Bibi Dong decided not to pursue it.

It's just a hair band, it doesn't matter, it's his disciple anyway.

Bibi Dong thought to herself, then she smiled slightly and said softly to Ye Qifeng:

"The teacher is fine, it's just that I didn't rest well last night, it's not in the way."

Ye Qifeng knew, however, that Bibi Dong was affected by Rakshasa's evil thoughts. At this time, her state was not good, and it was not because she didn't have a good rest.

So Ye Qifeng said:

"Teacher, you seem to be very tired. Why don't you go to get the spirit ring today. Wait for the teacher to rest first, or arrange for someone else to accompany me."

Hearing Ye Qifeng's proposal to cancel today's trip to obtain the spirit ring, thinking of her so much, Bibi Dong felt warmer and more satisfied with this disciple.

She smiled, sat up straight, and said to Ye Qifeng:

"It doesn't matter. The teacher is not a weak woman, a little tired, nothing."

"Let's set off as soon as possible, and strive to help you find a suitable soul beast as soon as possible, absorb the soul ring, become a soul master, and step into the right path of cultivation."

The woman standing beside them quietly watched the conversation between the two.

Ye Qifeng cared about the teacher's actions, which made her feel a little more favorable towards Ye Qifeng.

"Oh, right."

At this moment, Bibi Dong remembered the beautiful woman standing below.

Today, the woman made a special trip to report to Bibi Dong, so she appeared in the hall.

Because the woman accepted the olive branch thrown by Pope Bibi Dong, she had already been stamped with her mark in the eyes of others. She belonged to her, and she was also the tentacle she reached into the elder's hall.

Bibi Dong pointed at the woman and introduced to Ye Qifeng:

"Xiaofeng, let me introduce you to the teacher."

"This is the ninth elder of the Elder Hall of our Wuhun Temple. Her real name is Nihuang."

"Nihuang is a new elder, a rank ninety-one titled Douluo, Wuhun is a top-level Wuhun Flame Owl, and his title is Flame Eagle."

"Nihuang is also the only female titled Douluo other than the teacher in the Spirit Hall."

Bibi Dong turned to Ninth Elder Nihuang, and also introduced Ye Qifeng to her:

"Nihuang, this is the Holy Son of the Wuhun Temple who is newly conferred by the Wuhun Temple. You must have heard of it."

"At the same time, he is also my disciple."

"Speaking of which, the two of you are destined to be canonized as holy son and elder on the same day."

Ye Qifeng followed Bibi Dong's introduction and looked at Ninth Elder Nihuang.

"I didn't expect this charming and elegant beauty in front of me to be the titled elder who would set fire. I remember that in Bibi Dong's soul hunting operation, it seemed that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was burned to ashes by her fire. Yes."

Ye Qifeng was very surprised.

"His Royal Highness!"

Seeing Ye Qifeng's gaze, the ninth elder Nihuang looked at her. She was graceful and gave a graceful salute. At the same time, she lightly parted her red lips and greeted Ye Qifeng.

Her voice is nice, crisp and sweet, like a breeze blowing through wind chimes, which is refreshing.

"Nine elders!"

Ye Qifeng returned the salute, and did not hesitate to praise this elegant and charming ninth elder, "As one of the only two female titled Douluos in our Spirit Hall, the ninth elder is really a woman who does not allow men!"

"Women don't allow men?"

The ninth elder Nihuang was overjoyed when he heard the words, and he smiled brightly. He didn't expect that at such a young age, Saint Son's words were very pleasant.

Bibi Dong was also considering Ye Qifeng's words.

She didn't expect that Xiaofeng was quite talented, but why didn't this sentence praise her.

Bibi Dong couldn't help but feel a little bit intrigued, and the eyes that looked at Nihuang were slightly strange.

It seems to have eaten some flying vinegar, which is a little sour.

"Saint Son is wrong," at this time, the ninth elder Nihuang said with a slight smile:

"To say that women are not allowed to be men, His Holiness the Pope is the one who truly deserves this admiration."

"Holy Son, you may not know that the Pope holds a very high status in the hearts of female soul masters in the world, and can be called a role model for all female soul masters."

"Almost every female soul master regards the Pope as her idol. Of course, it also includes me."

Bibi Dong, who was sitting at the top, was stunned when she heard Nihuang's words.

She did not expect that her status in the hearts of female soul masters would be so high.

Bibi Dong's mood suddenly improved a lot, she suddenly felt a little proud, and her chin couldn't help but raise a little.

Looking at the eyes of the nine elders, Nihuang, there was a lot of appreciation. The taste just now was thrown out of the sky by her.

"Nine elders are too modest."

Ye Qifeng smiled and said to Nihuang, "Just like your teacher, you are a unique woman in the world. Not only is she beautiful, but her strength is also unparalleled in the world. I don't know how many people are unmatched, envious and jealous."

"In the future, I will ask the ninth elders for more advice."

Nihuang was a little happy to be praised by Ye Qifeng, and all of a sudden she smiled sweetly and giggled non-stop.

It stopped after a long while, but the curvature of the corners of his mouth still did not slip.

She squinted her eyes and said:

"I can't talk about advice. If His Highness the Holy Son needs Nihuang's help, feel free to come to Nihuang."

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postscript:

Every day, my head is dizzy and lethargic, I can't concentrate, my state is very poor, and it has lasted for a long time. I went to the hospital for an MRI, and my brain is fine, and there is no anemia...

I don't understand...（･д･）

oh, so sad~~