People write diaries in Douluo, and Bibi Dong criticizes them like crazy

Bibi Dong was very angry. Zhao Ling clearly favored him, so why should this woman named A Yin compete with him?

It is unbearable! Bibi Dong was about to rush forward to grab Zhao Ling, but was stopped by Ju Douluo's words.

"Miss, where are you going? You will be on the ring later, so don't act rashly."

Bibi Dong's delicate body stiffened, and the anger in her heart was immediately extinguished. It seemed that she was impulsive. Fortunately, she didn't rush to snatch Zhao Ling from the woman named A Yin.

Otherwise, if people like Wuhundian saw it, especially Elder Ju, this matter would definitely spread back to the ears of his beastly teacher.

If Mr. Qin Beast misunderstood something and caused his fate in the diary to arrive early, it would be more of a loss than a gain.

She endured, she had to resist the urge to rush forward and rob someone, but there was nothing she could do about it, she was different from the woman named A Yin.

She is the only disciple of the Pope of Wuhun Palace, the future saint, and even the future Pope.

Many things cannot be done according to her temper, at least when she is not strong enough to control it all, she cannot do it randomly.

She stared at Ah Yin hatefully in her heart, as if she felt the dissatisfaction in her eyes. Ah Yin deliberately turned around and showed a provocative smile to Bibi Dong, which made her so angry that she almost ran away.

Bibi Dong's teeth were itching with hatred, it was disgusting, it was so disgusting, that woman named A Yin actually deliberately provoked her, it was driving her crazy.

Wait, wait for this lady, this matter is not over today, Zhao Ling must be her Bibi Dong from now on, hum.

Bibi Dong sat back and sulked, her bulging look made Ah Yin cover her mouth and snicker.

Hehe, so what if you are prettier than me? This young lady is the woman standing next to Zhao Ling now.

If you have the ability, come up and compete with me. If you don't have the ability, don't stare at me like that. Humph, you're so proud.

Zhao Ling noticed that Ah Yin was in a good mood at the moment and looked at her doubtfully: "What's wrong? Have you encountered anything worthy of being happy? Are you so happy?"

Ah Yin suppressed her smile and replied without hesitation: "No, I just feel that getting to know you is the happiest thing in my life. Brother Ling, do you feel the same way?"

A Yin's words of "Brother Ling" made Zhao Ling's bones go numb. To be honest, he was really happy to meet A Yin early, which gave him the opportunity to snatch this gentle and beautiful beauty from Tang Hao's hands.

"Of course, meeting you is the greatest blessing in my life. It feels like a dream."

Zhao Ling's face was filled with a gentle smile, and her starry eyes looked intently at Ah Yin's beautiful face.

"Then..." Ah Yin suddenly pointed to her fair and smooth eyebrows, winking her beautiful eyes mischievously,

"Then you won't mind if you visit your relatives, right?"

What? Ah Yin actually wanted to kiss her? Zhao Ling looked at Ah Yin's beautiful face and smiled immediately. Do you mind? Just kidding, why would he mind?

She took the initiative to kiss her. Wouldn't he be a fool if he hesitated? So he lowered his head and kissed A Yin's forehead.

Bibi Dong, who immediately saw this scene, flipped the table in front of her, and the teacups and tea sets placed on the table fell to the floor.

Damn it, that guy Zhao Ling didn't even kiss him. Instead, he kissed the woman named A Yin.

Aren't you a bit more handsome and popular than the woman named A Yin? He himself said that he coveted himself more.

But he, but he... kissed another woman in public, it was disgusting.

Ju Douluo and everyone in Wuhun Hall looked at Bibi Dong who suddenly overturned the small table in front of him in surprise, and looked at each other.

Miss, what's going on? Why did he suddenly get so angry that he overturned the table? Ju Douluo followed Bibi Dong's gaze and looked at Zhao Ling and A Yin, and suddenly fell into deep thought.

Hey...why has the lady been looking at them? Could it be that the young lady fell in love with the man named Zhao Ling?

Thinking of this, Ju Douluo's head shook like a rattle, impossible, absolutely impossible, what kind of proud lady is she.

Although Zhao Ling is very powerful, his appearance is not top-notch, he can only be regarded as handsome. When the young lady was studying at Wuhun Advanced Soul Master Academy, among the suitors, there were few who were more handsome than Zhao Ling. .

Even among the leaders they brought this time, there were two or three men who were more handsome than Zhao Ling. Even if the young lady was blind, she would not abandon them to fall in love with that guy Zhao Ling.

Could it be that the young lady has been single for a long time, and suddenly she was spoiled by others, so her mentality exploded? It's possible, very possible.

Thinking of this, Ju Douluo considered whether to suggest to His Majesty the Pope that he should find a boyfriend for the young lady.

Well, after thinking about it, he threw the thought out of his mind. What a joke. The young lady will become a saint in the future, or even inherit the mantle of the Pope. How can she be tied down by love and love?

If I mention this matter to Your Majesty, I might have to walk around without food, I can't afford to offend him, I can't afford to offend him.

After about ten minutes, it was finally Bibi Dong's turn to enter the ring.

Perhaps suppressing a surge of anger, Ju Douluo felt the undisguised killing intent coming from Bibi Dong.

He had a vague feeling that the opponent the young lady encountered today would probably be unlucky.

And Zhao Ling watched Bibi Dong enter the ring, and his interest suddenly increased. It was finally this girl's turn to compete in the ring.

He remembered that there was a gambling competition in the Great Soul Fighting Arena, so he quickly looked around to see where to place the bets. After finding the target, he hurriedly led A Yin towards the table where the bets were placed.

Before the gaming table was closed, Zhao Ling and A Yin squeezed through the crowd and put all the only 300 gold soul coins they had on Bibi Dong.

"If I win by betting on that woman, all the money I win from gambling will be spent on her!"

Perhaps it was because Bibi Dong was a girl, or perhaps because she had never competed in the Great Soul Fighting Arena before. Except for Zhao Ling, no one around the gambling table was willing to buy Bibi Dong to win.

Almost all the opponents who bought her won, which directly made the odds gap between the two sides very large, reaching an astonishing 8:1 odds.

In other words, if Bibi Dong wins by pressing one gold soul coin, he will directly pay 8 times, but if his opponent wins, the dealer only needs to pay 0.125 times.

Seeing this odds, Zhao Ling felt a little painful. Hey, he was really poor now. He only had 300 gold soul coins in his body.

This was what he had saved with so much hard work when he was at a low level. If he won this game, the odds of 8:1 would only be 2400 gold soul coins.

What can you do with 2400 gold soul coins? Now that he wants to walk in the human world and seduce those beautiful girls, money is absolutely necessary.

If he now has tens of thousands of gold soul coins, if he just throws them on the table, they will become more than 200,000. This would be great, but it is a pity that he is poor now.