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

Zhao Ling was holding A Yin in her arms and was watching the upcoming match with great interest under the ring.

He raised the corners of his mouth slightly and asked Ah Yin in a tentative tone: "A Yin, do you think it will be the Wuhun Team or the Dark Night Team that will win this time?"

"In terms of level, the Dark Night Team has a clear advantage, but I feel that the guys from the Wuhun Team will win."

After pondering for a moment, Ah Yin firmly gave the answer and asked, "Brother Ling, what do you think?"

Zhao Ling smiled and nodded: "Yes, the Wuhun Team is after all a new group of leaders trained by the Wuhun Palace, and its strength cannot be underestimated.

Especially Miss Dong'er, she is the youngest in the entire Wuhun Team, but her strength and explosive combat power are the most outstanding in the entire team. With her here, the Wuhun Team should not lose easily. "

"Brother Ling, are you so confident in Sister Dong'er?" Ah Yin deliberately showed a look of surprise, his beautiful eyes full of teasing.

"Don't you have any thoughts about Sister Dong'er, such as being greedy for her body? After all, Sister Dong'er is so beautiful. Every time she shows off her heroic figure on the ring? I feel like your eyes are about to pop out. ”

Just when Ah Yin said this, Yue Guan glanced over and stared at Zhao Ling motionlessly, with a hint of scrutiny in his eyes.

"Ahem..." Zhao Ling didn't expect that Ah Yin would ask so bluntly, which made him cough several times in embarrassment.

What's going on? When I was watching Bibi Dong playing in the ring, was the look in my eyes that exaggerated? Ah Yin actually noticed it?

He laughed a few times and explained quickly.

"Don't talk nonsense, I look at Miss Dong'er with admiration. After all, Miss Dong'er is not only good in strength, but also extremely talented. Her fighting power can be said to be the best in the same level. I am purely appreciating this. You Understand? The kind without any impurities."

After saying that, Zhao Ling glanced at Yueguan not far away and smiled at him with a slightly appreciative tone.

"Ju Douluo, your Wuhun Palace has cultivated a proud daughter of heaven. If I guess correctly, this girl can become a powerful titled Douluo in her thirties, which is very good..."

Hearing Zhao Ling's words, Yue Guan's feminine face showed a trace of complacency.

"Demon-Suppressing Douluo is ridiculous, but our young lady is indeed extremely talented and is loved and protected by His Majesty the Pope. His Majesty the Pope has already intended to designate the young lady as the Holy Maiden of our Spirit Hall. In the future, the young lady will become a titled Douluo. She will be the first female pope in our Wuhun Palace!"

"Hiss..." Although Ah Yin already knew from the diary that Bibi Dong would become a saint or even a female pope in the future.

But now that he heard these words spoken by the elder from Wuhun Palace, Ah Yin still couldn't help but gasp. This once again confirmed the authenticity of the contents of the diary.

"Then I would like to congratulate Miss Dong'er in advance. Zhao is really lucky. At first, he just wanted to get to know Ju Douluo. Unexpectedly, he accidentally met the future Pope of Wuhun Palace."

Zhao Ling's face was full of sighs, and his eyes looking at Bibi Dong were filled with admiration, but A Yin rolled his eyes repeatedly.

This guy is too hypocritical, right? Mingming already knew that someone else, Bibi Dong, would become the Saint of Wuhun Palace in the future, or even the Pope.

As a result, he now acts as if he knows nothing and strongly despises him.

"Demon Suppressing Douluo is so polite. Miss is lucky to get to know you. Judging from your appearance, you should not be fifty years old yet, right?"

You have already reached the level of Titled Douluo before you reached the age of fifty, and you are also one of the leaders in the mainland. Yue Guan admires you..."

Ju Douluo nodded slightly towards Zhao Ling, with a hint of admiration in his eyes when he raised his head.

Zhao Ling did not refute Ju Douluo's words, but just smiled and said nothing.

A Yin on the side twitched the corner of his mouth, what? Fifty? It seems that I heard Brother Ling say that he is only 31 years old now, right?

Why does Ju Douluo like to increase Brother Ling's age so much? Isn't it because he is afraid that it would be unfair to know that Brother Ling has become a titled Douluo at the age of 31?

During their conversation, as the referee announced the start of the game, the soul rings of both parties on the ring lit up.

Without thinking, Bibi Dong directly activated her third soul skill, and the death spider web restraints spurted out from her mouth.

She planned to use her control skills to trap the opponent's weakest healing and auxiliary soul masters first. As long as the opponent's healing and auxiliary soul masters lost their effect, it would be easier to fight them next.

At the same time, Qian Hu also released his fourth soul skill, Demon Wolf Xiaoyue. Qian Hu's martial soul is a wolf-like martial soul. After releasing his fourth soul skill, Qian Hu's attack power, agility and reaction speed were all improved. Ascension, he quickly moved towards his opponent, the Agile Attack System War Spirit King, and the two sides soon started fighting together...

At this moment, at the entrance of the Great Soul Fighting Arena, a woman who looked fifteen or six years old, with delicate features, a hot figure, wearing a blue dress, and picturesque features walked in with a curious face.

She was none other than Liu Erlong, who had spent nearly three days traveling all the way from Tiandou Imperial City to Soto City. In order to meet Zhao Ling, the diary writer, and to see her cheap cousin, she It can be said that he came wearing the stars and the moon.

After she spent some money to buy a ticket, she eagerly headed towards the ring area.

Especially when he saw the huge arena surrounded by a sea of ​​people and the people from both sides fighting fiercely on the arena at this moment, Liu Erlong also had the urge to give it a try.

But she was very clear about the purpose of coming here. She slowly walked through the crowd, her beautiful eyes scanning countless people's faces, but no one looked like Zhao Ling, who liked to complain in her diary.

She didn't even find a cousin who had the same bloodline as her. After walking around the arenas, she couldn't find the suspected person, so she simply gave up. It was more interesting to watch the arena matches.

But what she didn't know was that at this moment, in a private room of the Great Soul Fighting Arena, Yu Xiaogang was lying on the sofa. Next to him was a man who looked like Yu Xiaogang, but even more majestic. A domineering man.

The man had a dark face and said to Yu Xiaogang in a deep voice: "Second brother, have you had enough trouble? You have been out for so long, should you go home? Look at this time, you have been injured. …”

Before Yu Xiaogang could finish his words, he flatly rejected his request to go home.

"I said I won't go back. Brother, you know my temper. Miss Dong'er is still in the Great Soul Fighting Arena. I want to stay. I want..."

"Miss Dong'er, Miss Dong'er, don't you know that she is from Wuhun Palace..." Yu Xiaolong was so angry that he laughed. Is there something wrong with this second brother?