Bibi Dong cried.

Lin Feng hugged her tightly, not letting go.

It was as if she were either a pope or a little woman now.

Hair strands are slightly messy.

But she can't hide her excellent temperament.

"I love you, Dong'er, no matter what, I like it."

"Poof, twelve, do you know what love is?"

Bibi Dong pursed his lips and burst into laughter.

She looked at her figure and asked in a low voice, "You really don't like my body?" ”

"Why don't you like it? I coveted your body, and I came. ”

"Then I don't regret it, I don't want the evil god mansion again."

Bibi Dong waved her little fist, like an eighteen-year-old girl.

Lin Feng held her little hand and gently placed it on her lap.

"Rest, wake up tomorrow, peak."

"Hmm."

Bibi Dong nodded, slowly lay down on the bed, and closed his eyes.

She wore a crown on her head and high heels, and she didn't look like she wanted to take it off.

"Do you need me to help you?"

Bibi Dong wrinkled his nose and did not speak.

Lin Feng stroked her, and high heels and crowns appeared neatly on the table.

He looked outside, and a figure stood respectfully.

There was no intention of leaving.

Hu Liena is still there.

What does she want to do?

Lin Feng stood up, pushed open the door, and walked out.

The outstanding back comes into view.

Hu Liena really inherited Bibi Dong's general temperament.

She's also beautiful.

But it exudes an extreme charm.

Just like her martial spirit, conquering it is extraordinarily felt.

But for Lin Feng, these are not cold at all.

His heart already belongs to one person.

It can't change anymore.

"Is there something wrong? Saint? ”

"You ......"

Hu Liena turned her head, her eyes sharp and sharp.

The holy woman's cry was like humiliation.

She is a saintess of the Martial Spirit Palace, but she can't beat a kid.

She felt her dignity swept away, rubbing against the ground.

Is Lin Feng really invincible?

Invincible of the same tier.

But she didn't believe it.

There is no one without flaws, and there is no heart without flaws.

"Are you with the teacher?"

Hu Liena took a deep breath.

What she cares about most is Bibi Dong.

In the entire Martial Spirit Palace, she only cared about her.

She was brought back by Bibi Dong.

She's like her mother.

"Hey, this is for you, I'm really sick too."

Lin Feng waved his palm, and an immortal product emitting cyan light appeared in his hand.

Hu Liena regarded him as an old enemy.

If she doesn't give some hope, will she still have the heart to improve?

This is still Bibi Dong's apprentice.

In terms of reason, he can't be treated badly.

Hu Liena looked at the fairy grass and was stunned.

For a moment, she felt as if her Martial Spirit Hall was telling herself.

Need it.

It was a feeling of great urgency, beyond her heart.

Hu Liena was entangled.

This is her invincible enemy.

Do you really want to show weakness?

"Do you want to? I didn't ask you, I like Dong'er, for her sake. ”

"You ......"

Hu Liena was stunned again, completely speechless.

Is Lin Feng already so intimate with the title of teacher now?

Dong'er?

What an intimate and sacred title.

She only dared to think about it.

A turbulent wave rose in my heart.

The teacher was conquered.

She is also a woman.

There are definitely people who like it.

When Bibi Dong fought against the Hall of Elders, he had already proved everything.

She wanted to be worthy of Lin Feng.

It is a firm and persistent will.

However, giving up the Rakshasa Shrine was only her first step.

"Take it!"

Lin Feng walked in front of Hu Liena, his gaze slightly looking down.

"I'm waiting for you to challenge me."

"Thank you."

Hu Liena took the fairy grass, turned around, and left quickly.

Her movements were a little impatient, even a little embarrassed.

Lin Feng looked at her back.

At eighteen years old, she's attractive enough.

It is true that her appearance is enough to crush 99.9 percent of the women on the mainland.

"I'm still more optimistic about Zhu Zhuqing."

Lin Feng smiled inexplicably, walked back to the room, and lay down beside Bibi Dong.

hugged her.

Xiaoman's waist was full and he could hold it, and Bibi Dong was also lying in his arms.

"As long as you don't dislike me, I will follow you to the death."

"What do you dislike about? You are so beautiful, gentle, and kind. ”

Lin Feng combed the messy hair around her ear and imprinted a kiss on her eyebrows.

"Sleep!"

……

In one night, the Wuhun Hall was restored to its original state.

The Thousand-Faced Fox and Catwoman are tired and exhausted.

Clean the entire square in front of the Papal Palace.

There is also the Hall of Elders, not to mention how bitter it is.

Papal Palace.

At this time, two teams of guards stood in front.

Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo stood below in turn.

The papal throne was empty, and Bibi Dong had not yet come.

Da ......

The sound of high heels.

It's a quiet space.

A momentum swept the audience in an instant.

The guard shook violently, secretly using his soul power, otherwise he would definitely fall.

Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo were also taken aback one after another.

His Majesty the Pope is strong again.

This momentum, Title Douluo.

Didn't she fall to level seventy yesterday?

What has made her so different?

Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo were in a state of mind at the same time, standing in place, not daring to move at all.

In addition to Bibi Dong's breath, they felt a terrifying coercion again.

A faint lingering in the papal palace.

It was shocking.

It's him.

Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo's hearts jumped at the same time.

Yesterday they stood in a public position.

Today, I am afraid that it will inevitably be a bit of flesh and skin.

Bibi Dong came from the rear.

Everyone's eyes instantly converged on her.

"His Majesty the Pope."

"Hmm."

Bibi Dong nodded at the same time, his eyes were clear.

She can see that in the Martial Spirit Palace, she is alone.

Except for Lin Feng and Hu Liena, she really has nothing to get close to.

Rumble.

She sat on the papal throne, her beautiful eyes blinking, and the cold light was shining.

There was a depressing atmosphere around, and no one dared to speak rashly.

Lin Feng walked slowly.

His pace was remarkably slow.

For just a moment, it was the focus of the audience.

In him, the power of domineering is extremely strong.

Just like his martial soul, the gods block and kill the gods, and the Buddhas block and kill the Buddhas.

This kid.

Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo's eyes widened at the same time.

Soul King.

This breath is too terrifying!

Are you sure it's the Soul King?

Both of them trembled a little in their consciousness.

Twelve-year-old Soul King.

Even if he doesn't cultivate, with talent.

At the age of thirty, he was named Douluo.

But what about his cultivation!

There is also an incredible soul ring configuration.

Impossible.

Just looking at Lin Feng now, the two of them had an extremely serious sense of powerlessness.

They regretted it.

Why didn't you stand on the side of His Holiness yesterday?

There's a madman, too!

Who dares to mess with?

"The two elders haven't seen each other for a long time."

Lin Feng sneered and waved his hand.

Surprise was written in the guard's eyes.

With this breezy expression, who is he?

Dare to be in the Papal Palace, so presumptuous.

When the crown of the pope does not exist?

I haven't seen this kid before!

Also, people who have seen Lin Feng.

They all died yesterday.

A trace of cold sweat flowed down the faces of Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo.

Tired to death, they didn't dare to answer.

Lin Feng's voice was obviously coercive and murderous.

They swear that if they say the wrong thing.

Mortal.