"The position of group leader is yours." After Qian Renxue said these words, the Angel Holy Sword in his hand turned into little golden light and disappeared.
The six wings behind her also slowly retracted into her body, and the golden light completely disappeared.
She stood there, without the blessing of Angel Martial Soul, looking much thinner than before, like an ordinary, injured young woman.
Qian Renxue lowered his head and said no more.
The figure slowly fades in the void, like a painting soaked in water, with the color fading away bit by bit and the outline blurring bit by bit.
In the live broadcast screen, her figure disappeared.
[System prompt: Group member "Qian Renxue" has gone offline.]
The group was quiet for a moment.
Yan Lingji sent a hug emoticon.
Mai Shiranui sent a "touch your head".
Zi Nu sent a sighing emoticon.
Yun Yun didn't post anything, but her profile picture was on.
Medusa also didn't post anything, and his avatar was also on.
Feng Qing'er sent a string of ellipsis, as if expressing some complex emotion.
Bibi Dong's profile picture flashed. She sent a message. It was not a private chat, but a group chat.
[Bibi Dong:@Lu Jiuyuan group leader, this battle was well fought.]
There are only a few words, but it is harder to say "good job" from Bibi Dong's mouth than to say a hundred words of praise from other people's mouths.
Lu Jiuyuan was about to reply when the private chat message alert rang.
Bibi Dong's avatar flashed in the private chat interface, and he clicked on it.
[Bibi Dong: Group leader, thank you.]
[Bibi Dong: That girl never listens to me. It would be good for her to let her know what it means to have a better world.]
[Lu Jiuyuan: She has good talent, but lacks experience.]
[Bibi Dong: Well. I owe you a favor.]
[Bibi Dong: This is a thank you gift.]
A video was sent over.
There is no preview, no title, only one file, and the file name is a string of garbled characters.
Lu Jiuyuan looked at the file and raised his eyebrows slightly.
Thank you gift? Bibi Dong's thank you gift, what will it be?
He hesitated for a moment and clicked it.
The video starts playing.
The picture is a bit hazy, as if there is a layer of water vapor.
A bathing pool can be vaguely seen in the water vapor. The edge of the pool is paved with dark golden bricks. The water in the pool is filled with mist, covering everything under a thin veil.
In the depths of the water vapor, a woman leaned against the wall of the pool. Her long dark golden hair was spread wetly over her shoulders. Water droplets dripped down the ends of her hair, stopping briefly at her collarbone, and then continued to slide down the graceful curve.
Her body was looming in the water vapor, and every inch of her skin was like fine suet jade, glowing with a lustrous luster under the dim light.
The concave and convex figure is even more attractive under the cover of water vapor.
Those two arcs slide from the shoulders to the waist, and then from the waist to the hip bones. Every turn is just right. One point more will make you fatter, one point less will make you thinner.
Especially the two plump masses on the chest, half covered by water vapor, rise and fall slightly during breathing, outlining a beautiful arc.
The water droplets slid down along the arc, stopped briefly at the highest point, and then submerged into the water, creating a circle of thin ripples.
Lu Jiuyuan's Adam's apple rolled.
It's not because he has never seen a woman, but because this is the Bibi Dong. Spirit Hall Pope, Douluo Continent the most powerful woman, who is usually aloof and cold.
At this moment, she was leaning on the edge of the bathtub, covered in steamy water, with her clothes half-covered - no, no clothes.
She was wearing nothing, only moisture and light and shadow were covering her up.
That kind of covering is more deadly than complete nudity because it leaves enough room for imagination.
The video is very short, only ten seconds.
At the end of the picture, she seemed to notice something, turned her head slightly and glanced in the direction of the camera.
Those purple eyes were hazy and deep in the water vapor, like two purple gems immersed in deep water.
The corners of her mouth seemed to be slightly curved, but they didn't seem to be.
The video is over.
Lu Jiuyuan stared at the black screen and was silent for a moment.
He turned off the video, took a deep breath, and then another.
His consciousness returned to the void battlefield, Chengying Sword was still in his hand, and the purple light on the sword tip had dissipated.
Bibi Dong's private chat interface was still open, and his fingers were hovering and falling on the keyboard, and falling and hovering again.
Finally, he typed a few words.
[Lu Jiuyuan: The video has been received.]
[Bibi Dong: Hmm.]
[Bibi Dong: I don't like to owe favors.]
[Bibi Dong: From now on, the two will be clean.]
Lu Jiuyuan looked at the word "Liangqing" and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.
Two cleansing? A ten-second bathing video, just to repay the debt of "teaching your daughter a lesson"?
He took a deep breath and didn't reply.
Exit the private chat and switch back to the group chat.
The group is still discussing the battle just now, Yan Lingji is asking what kind of swordsmanship Ghost-Slaying Slash is, Feng Qing'er is feeling sorry for Qian Renxue, and Mai Shiranui is sending hugging emoticons.
Zi Nu was analyzing the strength of the group leader, Yun Yun occasionally interjected, and Medusa remained silent as always.
Everything seemed calm, no one knew what happened just now, and no one knew what kind of video Bibi Dong posted.
Lu Jiuyuan's consciousness was withdrawn from the void, and the narrow alley was still in front of him.
He leaned against the wall, was silent for a moment, stretched out his hand to straighten his collar, and patted the non-existent dust on his cuffs.
Bibi Dong That video is still playing in my mind, and the scene of dense water vapor seems to have been carved into it, and I can't get rid of it no matter what.
He took a deep breath, suppressed those images, pushed away the shadows in the alley, and walked back to the restaurant.
The stairs creaked loudly. He pushed open the door on the second floor and walked back to the window.
The sun shines in through the window and shines on the table.
The food has been served and the table is full.
Sweet and sour fish, osmanthus cake, stir-fried vegetables, braised pork ribs, a basin of hot soup, and several plates of side dishes, steaming with white smoke.
Jin Ping'er held his chin, with a narrow smile on his lips.
Her chopsticks were resting on the edge of the plate, obviously she had been waiting and had not moved.
Seeing him coming back, those fox-like eyes slightly bent, like two crescents.
"Husband, you are finally back."
Jin Ping'er's voice is deliberately charming, with a rising tail sound, like a cat's paw gently scratching the apex of the heart.
"You have been going to a hut for so long? I thought you fell in."
Lu Jiuyuan sat down opposite her without changing her expression. "There are a lot of people, so wait in line."
"Queue?" Jin Ping'er tilted his head and looked at him, his smile deepening, "Black Stone City's hut, is the business so good?"
"Well, business is booming."
Jin Ping'er laughed and didn't ask any questions. Her eyes moved around his face, sliding from the tips of his slightly red ears to his neatened collar, and the corners of her mouth became wider.
She didn't say anything, but those eyes clearly said, I know you didn't go to the latrine just now, but I'm too lazy to expose you.
Lu Xueqi sat next to Jin Ping'er, eating the food slowly.
She moved very slowly, chewing every bite carefully, as if she was savoring some rare delicacy.