See you again

Bibi Dong answered Qian Daoliu's question sonorously and forcefully, looking straight at him without any emotional fluctuations.

"Of course, I know who I'm talking to, and I know exactly what I'm doing."

Great Priest,  I believe you will not refuse my proposal; otherwise, when His Majesty Clear Sky Douluo wanted to take me away, you would not humbly ask him to keep me! It is because the Spirit Temple needs me!

Qian Daoliu frowned, and there was a trace of displeasure in his eyes.

"Did those two bastards tell you everything?"

Bibi Dong nodded resolutely and replied without thinking.

"That's right.  Fortunately, I usually have a good relationship with the two elders, and they told me everything that happened after I passed out yesterday.

That's why I took the initiative to come to you today. The Spirit Temple needs me, and I just want to become the new pope. So, let's get what we both need!

When Qian Daoliu heard her brazen words, his aura surged, pressing toward Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong snorted, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.

But she didn't compromise, even if she was bent over by his imposing manner.

Regardless of her injuries, she stubbornly straightened her body, and she was unwilling to show her weakness in front of others.

Facing such powerful coercion, her stubborn behavior will undoubtedly make her more injured inevitably.

More and more blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, and it was particularly conspicuous on her clothes, but the firmness in her eyes never diminished.

For this majestic coercion, the 3D holographic projection also simulated it vividly, which made Wang Jingyu feel pressure.

However, compared to the pressure Bibi Dong was under, it had been weakened by nearly a hundred times, and it could only make him feel a faint sense of oppression.

A cold light flashed across Wang Jingyu's sword eyebrows; this Qian Daoliu unexpectedly ignored the agreement with him and injured Bibi Dong with arrogance.

Isn't this blatantly ignoring his existence?

He really thought he, Mr. Wang, was so easily fooled—well, very good.

In this case, he will go to Qian Xunji, who is seriously injured later, and repay this contempt to him.

Seeing that Bibi Dong had no intention of compromising at all, and also according to the agreement with "Tang Chen," he had to protect her well.

Qian Daoliu lamented in his heart. 

This Bibi Dong was determined, but he felt as if someone was scratching his heart with a thousand claws.

But he could only put away his majestic aura resentfully. He turned around and looked up at the huge seraph statue.

"I can't make you the real Pope for the time being, but I can let you act as the pope temporarily."

"When your strength breaks through to the Title Douluo level, then I will naturally make you the real Pope. Do you agree?"

Bibi Dong looked at Qian Daoliu's back. She had already guessed that this would be the result, so she didn't have any objections.

Let's take the position of the Pope temporarily; anyway, there is not much difference; it is nothing more than a question of legitimacy.

"Then Dong'er will thank the great priest first." "I will definitely live up to the expectations of the great priest, and I will lead the Spirit Hall to flourish and create an unworldly foundation!"

Bibi Dong twisted the corner of her mouth and smiled, and she promised word by word.

But how can there be any sense of gratitude in her tone?

If it weren't for the fact that she couldn't beat Qian Daoliu, she really wanted to kill both Qian Daoliu and Qian Xunji!

"It's good; you can go back first; the old man is tired."

Qian Daoliu also felt the hostility from Bibi Dong, but he didn't pay attention to her for the time being, and it was the old lunatic "Tang Chen" who made him afraid.

With that old lunatic Tang Chen protecting her behind her back, he didn't dare do anything outrageous to her, let alone kill her.

Otherwise, if that old lunatic is angered, he is afraid that the entire foundation of the Spirit Temple, created by the Popes in past generations, will be destroyed in his own hands.

He couldn't afford to gamble, and he didn't dare to gamble.

He now only hoped that the second and third priests could invite Titled Douluo from the Ye family to the Spirit Temple as soon as possible.

So, even if his son cannot be completely cured and could only survive like an ordinary person, it is better to marry a wife and have children than to perish.

After Bibi Dong staggered away, Qian Daoliu sighed heavily.

"Hey...  I don't know if today's decision is right or wrong; I just hope she won't hold too many grudges in the future.

Otherwise, I'm afraid today's decision is setting up a big enemy for my Seraph lineage.

In Bibi Dong's boudoir, Wang Jingyu was already extremely upset.

Qian Daoliu really ignored his warning.

Alright, let me wait for you.

Then he thought he didn't have the Tang Chen experience card anymore, so he couldn't really do anything to him now, hmph!

Wang Jingyu waited in Bibi Dong's bedroom for about ten minutes.

Then the door of the room opened; Bibi Dong clutched her chest, staggered into the room, then fell down.

The pressure Qian Daoliu released just now caused her to suffer some internal injuries. 

Fortunately, Qian Daoliu was concerned about Tang Chen and did not intensify his efforts.

Otherwise, with the current Bibi Dong alone, she would not be able to bear it at all.

Wang Jingyu hurriedly closed the door to the room and helped her up from the ground.

"Dong'er, Dong'er, are you okay now?" "Can you hear me?"

Bibi Dong heard Wang Jingyu's voice, coughed several times, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

After spitting out the blood that had been gathered up in her throat, she had a gleam of clarity in her eyes.

She thought it was Wang Jingyu who came to see her, so she hurriedly tried to open her eyes.

But, seeing that the other party was just a close servant beside her teacher Qian Xunji, she was greatly disappointed and struggled to leave the other party's embrace.

Wang Jingyu also saw the disappointment in her eyes and suddenly realized; then he took off the thousand-illusion mask on his face with his hands, revealing his handsome face.

"Don't worry, silly girl, you are in trouble; how could I not come to save you?"

Seeing Wang Jingyu's appearance, Bibi Dong immediately felt aggrieved, hugged him by the waist, and burst into tears, uncontrollably letting out all her grievances.

"Idiot, you are here; you are finally willing to come to see me."

Faced with Bibi Dong's cries that she didn't care about her image at all, Wang Jingyu was quite helpless.

He raised his finger and flicked Bibi Dong's head lightly, then glanced at her angrily.

"You silly girl, this incident should teach you a lesson. As a transmigrated person, you have to learn to endure and learn to judge the situation."

Otherwise, in this crisis-ridden world, it's normal for you to show your emotions and anger, and it's easy

for others to see that you have something on your mind. "Not to mention, your teacher is a scheming person."

Wang Jingyu helped her to the chair, looked at her gently,

"In the future, when I'm not by your side, you have to remember what I told you, to learn how to endure, to learn not to show emotions, understand?"

Bibi Dong nodded slightly but felt something from his words and looked at Wang Jingyu with a complicated face, her eyes full of reluctance.

"Jingyu, are you leaving?" "Are you leaving me?"