Demon Soul Great White Shark Xiao Bai, Bibi Dong's Threat!
The moment Bibi Dong withdrew her killing intent, the air in the entire Sea Region finally began to flow again.
Lin Qingmo mentally rated what had just happened.
The level of trauma fluctuates between "cardiac arrest" and "instant death."
He took a deep breath and quickly walked to Bibi Dong's side.
"Sister Eastern Emperor, the misunderstanding is cleared up."
"Leave the rest to me, you can rest."
Bibi Dong glanced at him through the mask and nodded slightly.
Lin Qingmo turned and walked towards the bow of the ship.
A 100,000-year-old Demon Soul Great White Shark.
This enormous creature, capable of swallowing half a deck in one gulp, was now warily watching Bibi Dong's direction.
But he was much more obedient than before.
Lin Qingmo stood at the bow of the ship, holding the Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud in his palm, and blue light flowed around it for a moment.
"This... is Senior Demon Soul Great White Shark."
He decided to be polite first. "I have come with a token from the Sea God, and my destination is Sea God Island."
"That was a complete misunderstanding; we had no hostile intentions whatsoever."
The Demon Soul Great White Shark shifted its gaze from Bibi Dong to the Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud.
A moment of silence.
It said, "I have learned of your arrival from Lord Bo Saixi."
Lin Qingmo raised an eyebrow.
Bo Saixi?
She actually informed me in advance?
"What you hold in your hand is indeed the token of the Lord Sea God."
The Demon Soul Great White Shark lowered its head slightly, its posture showing a hint of respect.
"Next, I will personally take you to Sea God Island."
Lin Qingmo was about to express his gratitude.
"But."
The Demon Soul Great White Shark abruptly changed the subject. "That human ship is not allowed to approach Sea God Island."
Lin Qingmo glanced back at their boat.
Then I looked at the back of the Demon Soul Great White Shark, which was as wide as a small Central Plaza.
Understood.
This is where we need to transfer.
"OK."
The Demon Soul Great White Shark didn't say anything more.
Its massive body approached the side of the boat, its back emerging from the water.
Lin Qingmo was the first to jump up.
Stepping on the back of the Demon Soul Great White Shark, the texture was surprisingly not as slippery as I had imagined; instead, it felt warm and reassuring.
He turned and waved to the people on the ship. "Everyone, we've changed ships."
Once everyone was on the back of the Demon Soul Great White Shark, they left.
The captain and sailors on board finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The scene of the Titled Douluo confronting the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast is enough for them to brag about for a lifetime.
The Demon Soul Great White Shark slowly changed direction, cutting through the waves, and swam towards a more distant destination.
The Sea Breeze howled.
At that moment, the voice of the Demon Soul Great White Shark rang out again. "Human, what is your name?"
After answering, Lin Qingmo asked, "My name is Lin Qingmo, what's yours?"
My name is Xiao Bai.
"Xiao Bai?"
Lin Qingmo lost his composure.
Although I already knew.
But when a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast says, "My name is Xiao Bai," the contrast is still quite amusing.
"A good name."
He lied and praised her.
"No need for flattery."
Xiao Bai's voice was calm. "I also have something to thank you for."
"What's up?"
"My people have already told me what happened before."
"You killed those Evil Spirit Orca, some of which injured my people."
Lin Qingmo thought to himself, "Damn, this is really settling a personal score."
The Demon Soul Great White Shark that acted as their guide did indeed lead them to fight their enemies.
"You're welcome."
He accepted the thanks without batting an eye. "It was just a small favor."
Xiao Bai didn't say anything more and focused on swimming.
At this moment,
On Xiao Bai's back, the atmosphere was developing in a subtle direction.
Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling, and Bai Chenxiang all secretly glanced at the same person.
The figure sitting cross-legged not far away, draped in a black robe and wearing a mask.
In their minds, Lin Qingmo's master was Eastern Emperor Douluo.
Ning Rongrong nudged Dugu Yan with her elbow and asked in a low voice, "Can you believe it? A Titled Douluo has been on our ship all along!"
Dugu Yan, unusually refraining from her sharp tongue, simply replied in a low voice, "Don't look at me, I didn't notice either."
"Who discovered it?" Bai Chenxiang asked in a low voice.
Everyone shook their heads.
Zhu Zhuqing was silent for a moment, then said, "It should be easy for Titled Douluo powerhouse to not be discovered by us."
Ye Lingling rarely spoke, but she only uttered two words: "Terrible."
If this Eastern Emperor Douluo had wanted to make a move, they would have been dead long ago.
And it was the kind of death that happened silently.
But at this moment, two people were not involved in the whispering.
Xiao Wu and Liu Erlong.
Xiao Wu sat down next to Liu Erlong, hugging her knees.
His gaze fell on Bibi Dong, and his lips were pursed into a thin line.
Her hands unconsciously clenched.
I saw Bibi Dong again.
He saw this woman appear beside Lin Qingmo once again.
Xiao Wu remembered that day,
This so-called Eastern Emperor Douluo, A-Qing's teacher, toyed with A-Qing right in front of her.
She bit her lower lip.
This time, she wouldn't let Bibi Dong tease A-Qing in that way again.
No way!
Liu Erlong's thoughts were more complicated than Xiao Wu's.
She hadn't sensed anyone else on the boat at all. When did that happen?
suddenly,
Liu Erlong recalled the strange noises he had heard outside Lin Qingmo's room that night.
She had always thought... or rather, she had always suspected that person was Bai Chenxiang.
But after observing them for the past few days, the way Lin Qingmo and Bai Chenxiang interact seems too natural.
They acted so naturally that they didn't seem like they had just been intimate.
On the contrary, this "Eastern Emperor Douluo" is Titled Douluo- level existence.
In addition to what Xiao Wu said, and what Bibi Dong did to Lin Qingmo when he was unconscious.
Liu Erlong's pupils contracted slightly.
No way?
No way!
The woman in the room that night, could it be... this person?!
At this moment, Lin Qingmo walked back from the bow of the boat—no, from the fish head.
He stood in the middle of the women and coughed lightly.
"That."
Everyone looked at him.
I know you have many questions.
Lin Qingmo pointed to Bibi Dong, who was sitting cross-legged.
"This is my master, Eastern Emperor Douluo."
He tried to speak in a natural tone.
"My master is quite low-key and doesn't like to show off, so she hasn't appeared in public before."
"This time, it sensed the aura of Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast and appeared out of concern for my safety."
After he finished speaking, he waited for everyone's reaction.
Hu Liena almost broke down in her composure on the spot.
She stared wide-eyed at Lin Qingmo, then at Bibi Dong.
The teacher is His Holiness the Pope.
When did he become "Eastern Emperor Douluo"?
What exactly happened?
Just as she was about to say something, a cold gaze pierced through her mask and stared straight at her.
That was Bibi Dong's warning at the beginning of the thesis!
"!"
Hu Liena immediately shut her mouth.
She understood.
The teacher had been hiding his identity from Lin Qingmo.
He stayed by his side in the name of Eastern Emperor Douluo, as his master.
As for why...
Hu Liena secretly glanced at Lin Qingmo's profile.
She didn't dare ask.
But she vaguely understood something.
This realization gave her a sudden, inexplicable pang in her heart.