Listening to the words of the man in black robe, the two women did not hesitate and said directly, "His Holiness the Pope, we will do our best to protect the safety of the young master."
Bibi Dong listened to their words, pointed at the three of them, and introduced them to Bi Zihan beside him.
According to Bibi Dong's introduction, Bi Zihan learned that the woman in green standing on the left is Jade Douluo, the woman in red in the middle is Blazing Flame Douluo, and the man in black robe is, Demon Scythe Douluo, ninety-four Power Attack System Titled Douluo.
After Bibi Dong waved away Jade and Lie Yan, there were only three people left in the Spirit Hall: Bibi Dong, Bi Zihan, and Demon Scythe Douluo.
"Zihan, are you curious, why does Demon Scythe treat you like a master and servant?" Bibi Dong pointed to Demon Scythe below, looking at Bi Zihan with a bit of doting in his eyes.
"Well, I'm really curious as to why he wants to treat me like a master and a servant. Strictly speaking, as the elder of the Spirit Hall, he doesn't need to salute me at all." Bi Zihan thought about it, but couldn't think of a reason.
After all, Demon Scythe's behavior is really a bit abnormal.
He and Demon Scythe had just met for the first time, but they treated him like a master and a servant. No matter how you looked at it, it was a bit abnormal.
"Actually, he does not belong to the elder Spirit Hall, nor does he belong to the person Spirit Hall. He is an envoy of a god, and what flows through you is the Divine Blood of that god, so he treats you as a master and servant."
"In the true sense, Demon Scythe is loyal only to the god you believe in, and what flows through you is the Divine Blood of that god, so to him, you are the master, and he is a servant. And you can completely trust him. He will not be disadvantageous to you, nor will he do anything to harm you."
Bibi Dong stretched out his hand on Bi Zihan's hair and stroked it gently, his voice seemed very calm.
Demon Scythe also opened his cloak, revealing an ordinary-looking face, probably around forty years old, with a slightly sickly pale face.
"Young Master, please rest assured, my subordinates will protect you, Young Master." Demon Scythe's somewhat hoarse voice came from his mouth.
Bi Zihan just nodded indifferently, but in fact, he was a little confused at this time. He was a little confused by Bibi Dong's words.
The blood in the human body is basically inherited from one's parents, and Martial Soul is also inherited from one's parents. And I have a Martial Soul which is: Rakshasa Demon Scythe. The title of the person in front of me is Demon Scythe. In addition, Bibi Dong said that he is an envoy of God and is only loyal to the god he believes in. From this, it is not difficult to infer that he must have some relationship with Rakshasa God.
And from the way he treated himself as master and servant, it can be basically inferred that the Divine Blood in his body should be Rakshasa God.
After thinking about what Qian Daoliu said before, when he appeared, Fallen Angel's vision appeared in the world, so he sent people to search for him on the mainland.
Bi Zihan had a very possible and ridiculous idea in his mind.
That is, his mother is Rakshasa God and his father is Fallen Angel. As a result, Fallen Angel was in chaos and finally gave up. Rakshasa God took action in the situation of grief and anger, created a vision of heaven and earth, and then abandoned himself on the mainland. Then Bibi Dong, the successor of Rakshasa God, picked him up and raised him as his adopted son.
Well, if you think about it this way, it can explain the Martial Soul in yourself and the Divine Blood in your body.
Bibi Dong watched Bi Zihan tapping his fingers and couldn't help but chuckle, "Don't think so wildly. Things are completely different from what you think. You are still young now. I will tell you everything later."
After saying this, Bibi Dong stretched out his hand and gently stroked Bi Zihan's head, his eyes full of doting.
"Okay, mom!" Bi Zihan nodded lightly and stopped thinking about it. Anyway, he would know the truth of the matter in the future.
Bibi Dong looked at Demon Scythe below, and said calmly, "Demon Scythe, please go and tell the people below to tell the bishop of the Star Luo Empire that from now on, the young master has administrative autonomy in the Star Luo Empire, and no one can disobey it."
"Yes, His Holiness the Pope!" Demon Scythe put the hood back on and walked straight out of the Spirit Hall.
"Zihan, you go back first. I still have government affairs to deal with. As for the matters of the two worshippers, you don't need to think too much." Bibi Dong's eyes were very soft, and the corners of his mouth were even more smiling.
"Mom, let's go back first." Bi Zihan nodded and walked straight to the Lake Heart Pavilion.
Bibi Dong After watching Bizi leave, he lowered his head and picked up the government affairs in front of him and continued to review them.
After Bi Zihan walked back to the Lake Heart Pavilion, he went directly to the middle of the garden, sat down in the pavilion in the garden, and waited quietly.
During the offering, Qian Renxue was sitting cross-legged on the bed, refining and absorbing two Seed of Life with Soul Power. As Seed of Life was continuously absorbed, a stream of pure energy entered her body.
Let her Soul Power continue to rise, even the Martial Soul behind her is gradually growing wings, and the sacred, Radiance aura is emanating from her body.
It wasn't until Qian Renxue's Soul Power climbed to level 50 and reached the bottleneck that her Soul Power stopped growing. Behind her, Angel Martial Soul, which originally only had six wings, now became Ten-Winged Angel, with four more wings.
Qian Renxue opened his eyes and felt his Soul Power growing and Martial Soul rising to two levels. A beautiful smile appeared on his face.
"These two Seed of Life are really rare treasures. Not only did my Soul Power increase, but even my Martial Soul increased by two levels. But this time "Zihan, he should be in the garden already." Qian Renxue took back his Martial Soul, stood up, walked out of the room, and headed towards the garden.
Among the Worship Hall, a burly old man looked at Qian Renxue who walked straight out. He couldn't help but turn his head to look at Qian Daoliu who was drinking tea leisurely, and asked, "Brother, Xue'er is out again, why don't you care about her?"
"Care? Why should I care? Golden Crocodile, come sit down and drink a cup of tea. We are already over a hundred years old, what's the fuss?" Qian Daoliu drank the tea calmly and did not take Golden Crocodile's words to heart at all.
"Brother, Spirit Hall is that little guy's Martial Soul, but Fallen Angel, the dark attribute Fallen Angel, why are you not worried at all?" Golden Crocodile sat down next to Qian Daoliu, looking at Qian Daoliu up and down.