Douluo Zhang San's counterattack life

Slow!

As soon as Zhang San got on the carriage, his heart suddenly skipped a beat when he looked at the graceful and luxurious woman sitting alone on the seat in front of him.

How could I be so bold to get on Bibi Dong's carriage?

Only then did Zhang San remember that Bibi Dong had not invited him to enter the carriage. There was also a manned carriage behind the carriage and the door was open. That was probably his place.

However, since Bibi Dong and all the Rakshasa believers behind him were staring at him, Zhang San's withdrawal at this time seemed to be a bit of a suicide.He could only smile awkwardly and politely into Bibidong's purple eyes, and then chose an empty seat to sit down.

There is a lot of space in this compartment, and the back row where Bibi Dong is sitting can accommodate at least three more people. Of course, Zhang San did not dare to sit with Bibi Dong, so he chose to sit on the seat opposite Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong didn't say much about this. As soon as Zhang San sat down, the car door was pulled shut, and she gave the order to set off.

Riding in a carriage with the future Pope of Wuhun Palace, the future Queen, and the Rakshasa goddess Bibi Dong sounds like a beautiful thing.

However, Zhang San didn't feel good. The distance between the two of them was too close, and they were sitting face to face. When they opened their eyes, they saw each other.

And even if Bibi Dong didn't deliberately put on airs and just sat quietly, she still exuded the majesty of a superior person.

If he had been stared at by Bibi Dong, he would definitely feel uncomfortable, but fortunately, after the carriage started, Bibi Dong sat on the leather bench and closed his eyes to rest, which made Zhang San's pressure drop drastically.

The carriage itself is a carriage with exquisite and elegant decoration and solid structure. An ore lamp of unknown material is lit on the top of the carriage. The floor of the carriage is covered with a red carpet, and it is surrounded by patterned wallpaper. There are windows on both sides of the carriage. Close the curtain.

Although this gauze curtain is quite thin, because the Rakshasa Cult's helm is underground, the brightness provided by the torches and braziers used for external lighting is insufficient. Before the carriage leaves the helm and comes to the ground, Zhang San cannot see clearly without using the Purple Demon Eyes. The scene outside.

Besides, this underground fortress is not a scenic spot, and there is nothing to see.

So Zhang San looked around and couldn't see anything interesting, so he had to turn his attention to the beauty in front of him.

In addition to Zhang San's change of attire, Bibi Dong's clothes also changed. Her originally dark and deep black robe became a pure and simple white robe. In addition to her robe, her decorations also changed. A lot has changed.

When she was wearing a black robe, Bibi Dong had some accessories on her body, but now she wore a hair tie to tie up her long hair, and there was a silver cross necklace around her neck. Besides, she didn't have any extra accessories on her body.

Of course, even though Bibi Dong was dressed plainly, without any jewelry or even elaborate makeup, her natural beauty was still dazzling, like a pearl in the night.

Zhang San remembered that when he was in Tangmen, he heard a poem describing the scenery, which was called "If you want to compare the West Lake to the West, it is better to wear heavy makeup and light makeup." The artistic conception in this poem did not feel inconsistent when applied to her.

Originally, being stuck in the carriage all the way should be a very boring thing, but Zhang San suddenly felt that it was not boring at all with an ice beauty like Bibi Dong in front of him.

Now is the first time that Zhang San has time and opportunity. He doesn't think about anything in the immediate area and just observes Bibi Dong quietly.

Look at her closed eyes, her eyelashes fluttering up and down, her white and straight nose, her red lips as red as blood...

As time passed, Zhang San felt that the pressure on Bibi Dong was indeed not that terrible.

Thinking about it carefully, Bibi Dong has been pretty good to him so far, and he also has the "life-saving talisman" of divine power crystals on his body, so he doesn't have to worry about Bibi Dong suddenly being unfavorable to him.

So, why is he so afraid of Bibi Dong?

Just when Zhang San was thinking this, the vehicle that had been driving suddenly stopped, and the cabin shook a little more than before. Of course, Zhang San was just startled, but Bibi Dong remained motionless.

"Open the door!"

This was the shout of someone outside, and then amidst a burst of mechanical movement, strong light shone on the dim car window.

I guess this is the gate leading to the outside world from the Rakshasa Cult branch.

Zhang San heard a lot of sounds of iron boots hitting the ground, and also felt a lot of heavy and steady atmosphere. It was obvious that there were heavy troops guarding the place, including several masters, and the gate seemed to have been reinforced like the gates of many fortified cities. , need to operate the mechanism to open.

Looking at it this way, even if he and Barbarian Foot were able to escape the pursuit of the Soul Emperor and pass through one checkpoint after another, it was unlikely that they could break through this "final line of defense."

Thinking of this, Zhang San couldn't help but sigh again. Maybe it would be the best outcome for him to meet and get to know Bibi Dong. Otherwise, without the system points at that time, he would be nothing more than a turtle in a urn within this impregnable branch. Residence is almost inevitable, and once he is caught, he will almost certainly die here without Bibi Dong, a Rakshasa saint, as his backer.

And it's no wonder that the Rakshasa priests didn't believe that he could sneak in. The protection level of this Rakshasa cult branch was indeed high enough. Under normal circumstances, it would be difficult for even a flying insect to get in, let alone a stranger of unknown origin.

When the gate was completely opened, the driver of the carriage whipped up his whip again and set off.

Zhang San curiously opened a corner of the curtain. The warm sunshine outside shone on his hands. He could also hear the chirping of birds nearby. At the same time, the wind outside blew in, bringing a fresh fragrance of flowers.

The world outside with the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers hardly seemed like they were on the same land as the dark and dreary underground fortress. However, in fact, there was only a wall between them.

Zhang San feels like he is in such a normal and ordinary world, as if it happened in the last century. It is really hard to imagine that he was just an orphan in the Sacred Heart Orphanage more than a month ago. Zhang San's originally tense nerves are also Relax and relax with the peaceful and tranquil scene outside.

But then Bibi Dong's voice suddenly sounded, she said:

"We are about to reach the village. It is not convenient for others to see our faces. Please close the curtain."

"Oh, alright!"

Although Bibi Dong's tone was softer and she didn't mean to be angry or blame Zhang San, Zhang San still couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

Only then did Zhang San remember that he was not on an outing with anyone!Why are you so arrogant about the scenery?

Zhang San in his previous life had not even heard of the fact that Bibi Dong was a saint from the Rakshasa sect.

You must know that the two major forces, Rakshasa Sect and Wuhun Palace, have an incompatible relationship.Apparently the matter itself was a secret.

Of course, the fewer people who know this impactful fact, the better.

No wonder the curtains on the car window had to be closed all the time, but Bibi Dong's presence here couldn't be exposed.

After Zhang San quickly closed the curtains, he looked back and found that Bibi Dong no longer closed her eyes to meditate. She took out an old brown-covered book from somewhere and put it on her lap to read.