Chapter 47: Heart-to-Heart Talk
First, I never thought that Bibi Dong would ask himself this question directly.
I didn't know what to say for a while.
"In the past few years, every time Xiao Gang is here, you are in a hurry."
"The words are also very polite, you can't hide it from me!"
Bibi Dong didn't wait for the first answer, and said to himself.
"The teacher doesn't like Xiaogang either, so let me stay away from him."
"But, but~"
The more Bibi Dong talked, the more aggrieved he became, and he didn't know what to say.
"But Yu Xiaogang is very talented, even if the martial soul mutates into a waste martial soul, he still does not give up, and has a deep study of the martial soul theory."
First, Bibi Dong's words continued.
Bibi Dong nodded again and again.
"Do you think I'm going to say that? Don't really think I'm going to say that! ”
The first word turned around, looking up at Bibi Dong, with an inexplicable look in his eyes, which made Bibi Dong a little incomprehensible.
Bibi Dong was still listening to the words one second ago, and the next second his mind was critically struck, and in a fit of anger, he stretched out two fingers, pinched and twisted.
"Shhh Fast! It's green, it's green, let it go! The first hurriedly covered his waist with his hand that was moving.
It really hurts this time!
Seeing that the first face was full of pain, it didn't look like it was pretending, Bibi Dong hurriedly let go of his hand.
"Y-You're all right!" Bibi Dong asked embarrassedly.
"Let you say that!" Then, as if to ease the atmosphere, he flashed his big eyes and explained himself.
The first kneaded, the soft flesh around the waist.
Angrily said to Bibi Dong: "I'll help you analyze and analyze it today."
This stupid woman is usually quite shrewd, but now why can't she turn a corner.
"First of all, as your master, why do you like Yu Xiaogang? What talent did he deserve to be admired by the Pope?
With the power of the world? Or is it the best qualification in the world? Or do you have a brilliant mind? ”
Listening to the first words, Bibi Dong took over the conversation: "Xiaogang's theoretical research is very good, and he is also very persevering!" ”
"I have also read the theory of the ten core competitiveness of martial arts published by him last year, although I dare not agree with some of the content, but I still admire it.
Whatever his purpose, it benefits more civilians, that's true."
First, as always, the desire to suppress the first rise.
"But as the Holy Maiden of the Martial Spirit Palace, you should know what these materials are about, whether he is a true master or a porter of knowledge, you know it clearly."
The first saw that Bibi Dong was not talking, and when she was almost thoughtful, she continued:
"Why is he ridiculed as a master? Have you thought about it? Is it just that others don't approve of his theories? Or is there a promoter behind him who wants to ruin his reputation? ”
"There is something in the ten theories he summarized, which is very useful to civilians, whose cheese is this moving?"
"The major sects, the two empires, including the Blue Electric Overlord Sect, why do they all hate him? If it weren't for the fact that he was the son of Yu Yuanzhen, heh! ”
"Do you think the wisdom of a person who does things without sparing his life is really high?"
"Use the Wuhun Hall to collect thousands of years of information to publish a paper, and the signature is only yourself, and where is the Wuhun Palace?
This is also the reason why his theory harmed the interests of the nobles, and he stood on the side of the commoners with the Wuhun Palace, but he still couldn't get the approval of the Wuhun Palace! ”
Bibi Dong listened to the first series of rhetorical questions, and his reason had returned, and he had become the wise saint again.
I collect all the answers in my heart, and I want to answer the first question, but can the "white" answers in my heart really convince myself?
Bibi Dong's body trembled a little!
The first looked at Bibi Dong's appearance, knew that she was thinking seriously, and asked again:
"Do you say that Yu Xiaogang is faint or doesn't understand anything at all?"
"Did he think about you, the Holy Maiden of the Martial Spirit Palace, at that time?"
"I don't know any of this, you can try to find out for yourself."
"What I said is not for the Martial Spirit Hall and for the Pope, I am just on your side!"
First, looking at Bibi Dong, whose face was pale, he didn't say anything more.
There was only the sound of Bibi Dong's panting in the air.
"Auntie~"
The first patted Bibi Dong's back with his hand, wanting to comfort him, but he didn't know how to say it.
Bibi Dong didn't react, her mind was full of first questions, and she wasn't really stupid.
"Anything else?"
Looking at Bibi Dong at this moment, he felt strange for the first time.
Is it too heavy to say yourself, I secretly thought about it for the first time.
"First, what else, tell my aunt~"
"It's okay!" There were tears in Bibi Dong's eyes.
Now that it's decided, let's do it all at once.
First, I made up my mind and no longer hesitated.
"What do you think would happen if you did end up together?"
"As the waste who was expelled from the house by the Blue Electric Overlord Sect actually abducted the Holy Maiden of the Martial Spirit Palace, what do the elders in the Blue Electric Overlord Sect who supported the expulsion of Yu Xiaogang think? Will it secretly stumble upon His Highness the Martial Spirit?
How will other forces hostile to the Wuhun Hall publicize it? What do the allies of the Wuhun Palace, and even the low-level personnel of the Wuhun Palace, think?
The strongest and most holy saintess in Tianzi was robbed of her heart by waste, and there was no one in the Wuhun Palace!
Let the people of the entire continent think of the Martial Spirit Palace? ”
After another series of rhetorical questions, Bibi Dong's delicate body slowly softened, slowly leaned on Ling'er, closed his eyes, and a trace of tears rolled down.
Ling'er turned her head and stretched out her pink tongue to lick Bibi Dong's cheek, as if comforting.
The first gently patted Bibi Dong's back, and he could obviously feel the delicate body that twitched gently.
"Cry! Cry for a while when you're tired! The first love said pitifully.
"Woo~Woo~"
"Woo~Wow~"
Bibi Dong listened to the first words, and couldn't hold back anymore,
Turning around, hugging the first's waist, resting his head on the first's lap, he let out a loud cry and became louder and louder.
She is now just a woman with high cultivation qualifications and in love, not the pope of later generations, and she does not have so much life experience.
She couldn't answer any of the first questions, but she knew that the first didn't lie to her and wouldn't lie to her.
The first gently patted the beat with his hand, comforting the woman.
After a long time, Bibi Dong's breathing gradually lengthened and became even.
At first glance, the good fellow actually used his legs as pillows and fell asleep.
stretched out his hand, ready to wake her up, but looking at the face of the pear blossom with rain in front of him, like a rose after the rain, people subconsciously wanted to appreciate it quietly.
Never mind!
For the sake of you crying for a long time and in a bad mood, let your legs be your pillow once.
First, tell yourself.
The breeze blows through the weeping willows, the gulls and herons leisurely look for small fish in the shallow water, and Ling'er sometimes eats a mouthful of grass on the side, and sometimes fights with the butterflies that float by.
A teenager lowered his head and looked at the obvious traces of crying on the woman's eyelashes, not knowing what he was thinking.
All this is like a painting, this kind of life, can be described in two words:
At ease!
As for the first, the leg that has long been unconscious?
Who cares about that!
The sun gradually turned west, and as the girl's eyelids moved slightly, the sunset began to dissipate.
Bibi Dong opened his beautiful eyes in a daze, and saw the first one staring at him motionlessly, his cheeks suddenly turned red, and his eyes glanced to the side slightly.
I also saw the marks on the first clothes due to my own reasons, although it had been dried by the wind, I still felt embarrassed, and my cheeks were even redder.
Hurriedly got up and elegantly brushed a trace of hair from his sideburns behind his ears.
"What are you looking at?" Bibi Dongjiao said angrily.
"Look at the beauty!" The first face answered seriously.
Looking at Bibi Dong's happy and annoyed face, he suddenly felt a little drunk at first.
"If you don't get drunk, everyone gets drunk," the first muttered.
"Smack~"
"I'm your aunt~"
Bibi Dong gently tapped the first head with his hand.
"Yes, yes, you're an aunt!"
The first came back to his senses.
"Alas!" Bibi Dong sighed softly.
The first thought was that Bibi Dong was still sad because of Yu Xiaogang's matter.
After hesitating for a moment, he spoke: "Auntie, you are actually wrong!" ”
"Huh?" Bibi Dong looked at the first suspiciously.
"The strong in Douluo Continent are respected, and only the strong can do what they want to do."
"The Pope won't let you and Yu Xiaogang be together, even if you use all means, you won't be together!" First face affirmation.
"You are not as strong as the Pope, you are a bird in a cage, and you can't turn the sky!"
"If you are a Title Douluo, everything will be different, you at least have the qualifications to negotiate!"
The first is to persuade Bibi Dong from the law of the jungle, and the strength is the killer weapon that determines whether she can live for herself in the future.
"Am I not strong enough?" Bibi Dong's eyes revealed a hint of confusion.
The first problems are like shackles that lock up all possibilities.
As a saint and enjoying the glory of the Martial Spirit Palace, can she really break everything?
First, it seems to see Bibi Dong's heart.
"Fifteen years, fifteen years at most!"
"If anyone dares to stop you then, I will kill him for you!"
"If the whole world doesn't recognize you, I'll pick this world for you!"
"If you still like him then......"
"Boom~"
There was a thunderclap from the sky
The first raised his head slightly, and at this moment, the invincibility momentum that had been initially cultivated in the fighting soul field for several years was instantly released.
Even when sitting on the ground, it looks extremely tall.
Bibi Dong looked at the first in a daze, and listened to the first one's words, and his nose couldn't help but be a little sour.
The red sunset dresses the first, and the heavens and the earth seem to crown the first.
Time stops at this moment.