Douluo: Pretend Tang Sect elders are angry at Tang San

After confirming that Qi Ce was just an ordinary Blue Silver Grass martial spirit and could not be brought into the Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong could only sigh with regret, touched the child's head again, and immediately turned around and left.

Qi Ce looked at the graceful figure and rushed forward to hug Bibi Dong.

"Sister." He called out in a sweet voice.

Bibi Dong was not angry when Qi Ce hugged her so suddenly. On the contrary, she was a little happy, wondering why this child was so clingy.

She immediately turned around and whispered into Qi Ce's ear, "What's wrong, Xiao Ce?"

Qi Ce looked up at Bibi Dong and said word by word, "Sister, be happy every day."

His smile was as bright as the rising sun.

Bibi Dong froze on the spot for a moment, her eyes moist, and tears flowed down her delicate face, soaking her luxurious purple robe.

Everyone around her told her that you should become stronger, you should stand at the top of the continent, and you should become the most powerful woman on the road.

But no one has ever asked her, are you happy? No one has ever told her to be happy every day.

What everyone wants to see is a powerful and noble Bibi Dong, and no one wants to see a happy Bibi Dong.

There was only the child in front of me.

He would say, "Be happy every day."

The more she thought about it, the sadder she became, and suddenly she took the initiative to hug Qi Ce tightly, crying like thunder.

Qi Ce was also a little dazed. It turned out that he just wanted to collect some favors from Bibi Dong and unlock the first level reward, but ended up making someone cry with one sentence?

His Majesty the Pope, who has been in charge of Wuhun Palace for decades in the future and almost unified the continent, is actually crying?

Qi Ce let Bibi Dong hug him tightly in a daze, and tears as big as waterdrops kept patting on his little face.

An inexplicable sadness also spread in Qi Ce's heart, "Such a good girl was forced to become the Pope of the Spirit Hall."

His hands that were holding Bibi Dong secretly clenched into fists, "Sister, there's no need to be unhappy, I'm here."

When Bibi Dong heard this, she burst into laughter. She took a step back, knelt down and pinched Qi Ce's face, "There are many bad people around my sister. It's useless for you to be here."

"I can become stronger. When I become a very powerful person, I will marry my sister. Then no bad guy can bully my sister." Qi Ce said solemnly with his little face at this time.

It was as if he was swearing to the gods, making a holy and firm oath.

Bibi Dong was stunned again, as if she was shocked by the words of the child in front of her.

She stopped squeezing Qi Ce's hand and switched to a caressing motion, caressing Qi Ce's young face.

Like the morning wind in the mountains and the warm light of the ancient city, Qi Ce felt extremely comfortable.

She asked with a hint of tears, "Are you serious?"

Qi Ce nodded heavily, stretched out his hand and made an oath, "Really, when I become a very powerful person, I will help my sister drive away all the bad guys."

"anything else?"

"Married my sister."

Bibi Dong suddenly cried and laughed. It was originally an extremely weird state, but it seemed so normal to her, making her even more pitiful, innocent and noble.

Qi Ce stretched out his only small hand and waved it in front of Bibi Dong like a hook, "Let's pull the hook."

Bibi Dong also stretched out her jade hands that were like white jade, frost and snow, making a hook shape, and said to Qi Ce while crying and laughing, "Then we have made an appointment. When Xiao Ce becomes a very powerful person, come and marry me." .”

Qi Ce opened his mouth and smiled brightly at her, "Okay."

Bibi Dong suddenly hugged Qi Ce tightly and cried loudly.

It was like the little girl who had been holding on for a long time finally took off her disguise and showed her most vulnerable side.

Qi Ce also stretched out his hands to hug Bibi Dong tightly and gently patted her back to express comfort.

Because Qi Ce was just a child, hugging Bibi Dong could only reach her breasts.

Qi Ce buried his head in that soft place. Although it was difficult to breathe, it was extremely comfortable.

He just held Bibi Dong and let her tears fall on him.

I don't know how long it took before the two separated again.

At this time, Bibi Dong had stopped crying, her face was calm, and she had turned back into the noble and pure saintess of Wuhun Palace.

She pecked Qi Ce on the face like a dragonfly touching water, and then a blush instantly appeared on that delicate and proud little face.

Qi Ce stood there blankly again, looking at the shy-looking Saint of Wuhun Palace and the future Pope of Wuhun Palace, Bibi Dong.

"I'm waiting for you." Bibi Dong tilted her head and smiled at the child in front of her.

The afterglow of the setting sun hit her face, making her whole person look extremely beautiful.

Qi Ce waved his hand towards her, "Wait for my sister."

Bibi Dong smiled and nodded, then hurriedly turned and left, not wanting the child to see her tears again.

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"Bibi Dong's favorability is +20, unlocking the first and second levels of rewards. It still requires 4 favorability points to reach the third level reward."

After Bibi Dong left, Qi Ce sat on the threshold in a daze, looking at the afterglow of the setting sun.

It turns out that what he said to Bibi Dong was just to win Bibi Dong's favor and get rewards from the system.

But when he saw the girl crying, laughing and blushing, he admitted that his heart was moved.

He wants to protect this girl and want her to be really happy every day.

"Our agreement will never be invalidated." Qi Ce looked at the setting sun with fire burning in his eyes.

She was obviously such a simple and beautiful girl, but in the end she was forced to become that high and mighty Pope.

"Yu Xiaogang, Qian Xunji." Qi Ce recited these two names silently in his heart and swore to himself viciously, "You will pay the price."

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Outside the Holy Soul Village, Bibi Dong had returned to her normal expression, noble and pure.

Ghost Douluo had been waiting outside the village for a long time. When he saw Bibi Dong coming out, he immediately knelt down and asked, "My Lady, is there anything unusual?"

Bibi Dong looked indifferent, as if nothing happened, and said coldly, "One is an ordinary bluesilver grass, and the other one has run away."

Ghost Douluo's attention was diverted to the one who ran away, and he hit Bibi Dong right in the arms. He asked, "Run away?"

"My surname is Tang," Bibi Dong said.

"Tang? Tang!" Ghost Douluo suddenly trembled when he heard the word "Tang" and asked with a trembling voice, "Could it be Tang Hao and his son?"

He really didn't want to mention Tang Hao. After all, even after so many years, he still lived in fear of being dominated by the Clear Sky Hammer.

"It's possible." Bibi Dong nodded, her aloof look exactly what a saintly girl from Wuhun Palace should look like.

"Then what should we do?" Ghost Douluo knelt on the ground and trembled. This couldn't be blamed on him. After all, if someone else was hit by a kid who had just absorbed a soul ring and was promoted to a titled Douluo, he would be beaten stupid by three hammers. It would definitely leave a shadow.