"King of Slaughter is him."
"He was taken away by Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King."
Hearing this, Bibi Dong covered his mouth and his eyes widened.
She never thought that the monster that ruled Slaughter City would be Tang Chen.
The legendary most powerful man has now become like this.
"So... the person you want to kill is actually Tang Chen?"
Qian Xunji nodded, "Well, it's okay to kill Tang Chen."
"Then... can you win?"
Bibi Dong put down his hand, his face full of worry, "This is Slaughter City, Soul Skill cannot be used."
"Your strength has been suppressed by at least half, and Tang Chen... he is level ninety-nine..."
"Of course I know that he is level 99, but in the decades since he was taken over by Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King, his body has probably suffered a huge loss."
"Besides, it's not like I'm unprepared."
"What preparation?"
At this time, Qian Xunji closed his eyes, God of Light Brand on his forehead slowly lit up, and golden light bloomed in the room.
The next moment, a golden long bow emerged from between his eyebrows and fell into his hand.
As soon as he appeared, the whole room was enveloped in that sacred aura, and even the air became clear.
Bibi Dong looked at that bow and his eyes were straight.
"What is this?"
"Artifact."
"It's called God of Light Bow, a weapon of a god. This is my confidence."
"With this bow, what else should I use Soul Skill?"
"I want it too." Her eyes were full of envy.
Qian Xunji said seriously, "There is such an opportunity now, and I will create it for you."
"You mean..."
She was not a fool, so she naturally understood what Qian Xunji meant.
Qian Xunji put away Divine Bow, held her hand, "Do you want to give it a try?"
"Can I... can I handle this?"
"Of course you can't bear it now. I plan to wait until you break through Douluo."
"I will try to break through during this period, and when my strength improves further, I will do Seventh Trial."
Bibi Dong looked at his eyes, those eyes that were always full of confidence.
"Whatever you do, I will support you."
"But you have to promise me that you must live."
Qian Xunji lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead, "I promise you."
"Hmm."
The two looked at each other, and gradually, Qian Xunji lowered his head and kissed her lips.
Bibi Dong closed his eyes, tightened his fingers on the hem of his clothes, and responded to the kiss.
It seemed like they had been suppressing it for too long, and now they finally found an outlet.
Bibi Dong's fingers loosened the hem of his clothes and began to untie his belt.
"Dong'er..." Qian Xunji's voice was a little hoarse.
"Stop talking, I miss you."
Qian Xunji said no more, and the black outfit slipped off, revealing the white muscles underneath.
He leaned forward and kissed her collarbone.
Bibi Dong hummed softly and inserted her fingers into his hair.
"I miss you, every day."
Clothes slipped off one by one and were piled on the ground beside the stone bed.
Slaughter City The night is very cold, but no one can feel the cold at this moment.
Qian Xunji laid her down on the bed and leaned over to look at her.
Bibi Dong's cheeks were flushed and charming.
Bibi Dong stretched out her hand and touched his face.
"You know, every time I kill someone in Gladiator Arena, I always think that if I die outside, I will never see you again."
Qian Xunji took her hand, put it to her lips and kissed it.
"You won't die."
"I know, because I want to come back alive to see you, Xiao Xue."
"I won't leave you alone again."
Bibi Dong Close your eyes and feel the kiss falling on the center of your eyebrows, the tip of your nose, and the corners of your lips.
"Hmm."
Outside the window, the Slaughter City night is still gray.
But in this small stone house, there is a strong feeling of spring.
After two days and two nights of hard work and hard work.
The two of them were lying on the bed.
Bibi Dong nestled in Qian Xunji's arms, drawing circles on his chest with her fingers.
Her hair was spread out on the pillow, making her face look even smaller.
"Looking for disease."
"Huh?"
"I want to watch the projector."
Qian Xunji looked down at her and was stunned for a moment, "Here?"
"Yeah." Bibi Dong raised his head, "I haven't seen it for a long time. Have you brought it with you?"
"Bring it."
He stood up and took out the DVD Player, Soul Guidance Converter, and the screen from the Angel Ring.
Bibi Dong sat up wrapped in quilt and watched him playing with those things curiously.
"How much stuff is in this ring of yours?"
"That's enough."
Qian Xunji connected the converter and flipped through the pile of CDs, "What do you want to watch?"
"You choose."
Qian Xunji flipped through it and pulled out a disc <A Chinese Odyssey>.
"That's it."
He put the disc into the DVD and pressed play.
The screen turned on and the picture started to jump.
Bibi Dong came over wrapped in a quilt and rested her head on his shoulder.
"What is this?"
"A Chinese Odyssey, a... story about missing and choosing."
Bibi Dong didn't ask any more questions, just looked at the screen quietly.
The movie started playing...Bibi Dong was fascinated by it.
When Zhi Zunbao used Moonlight Box again and again to save Bai Jingjing, she couldn't help but laugh.
"This guy is so stupid, he's a little worse every time."
Qian Xunji hugged her with a smile on his lips, "Yeah, it's a little bit closer every time."
After watching it for several hours, when Zhi Zunbao became Sun Wukong and the moment I put on Golden Hoop, Bibi Dong suddenly became quiet.
"He... gave up?"
"Oh, God's will."
When Sun Wukong looked at Zhi Zunbao and Zixia on the city wall, Bibi Dong's eyes turned red.
"That person looks so weird." Zhi Zunbao said.
"I saw it too, he looks like a dog." Zixia said.
Bibi Dong felt uncomfortable, "Why do you say that?"
Qian Xunji patted her back gently, "Because... he chose responsibility and gave up freedom."
The movie continues to play and the ending song plays.
Lowell Lo's <Love of a Lifetime> echoed in the small stone house, desolate and affectionate.
The sea of suffering stirs up love and hate.
In this world, it is difficult to escape fate.
Blind date, unexpectedly inaccessible.
Or I should, believe it is fate.
"Don't watch anymore."
"Don't watch it?"
Bibi Dong complained, "Well, I want to sleep. I'm a little tired from you these past two days."
Qian Xunji is innocent, "It's my fault."
After saying that, he turned off the DVD, pulled the quilt up to cover her shoulders, and closed his eyes.
The person in his arms moved, rubbed against his chest, found the most comfortable position, and continued to sleep.
Qian Xunji hugged her tightly and fell asleep.
A few days later.
Bibi Dong stood in front of the bronze mirror and put on the mask.
The person in the mirror is completely different from a few days ago.
Her cheeks were rosy, her lips had color, and her eyes had light again.
She looked at herself in the mirror and raised the corners of her mouth slightly.
This is probably the meaning of Qian Xunji.
She turned around and saw Qian Xunji standing on the door frame, looking at her.
Bibi Dong walked over, stood on tiptoes and hugged him.
"Let's go and let you see the changes in me during this time."
"Okay."
The two pushed open the door of Black Stone House and walked into the street of Slaughter City.
The buildings on both sides of the street are crooked and look like they will collapse at any time.
The walls were covered with dark red stains, whether they were blood stains or rust stains.
Occasionally there are a few pedestrians on the road, their eyes are empty and their expressions are numb, like walking zombies.
Qian Xunji looked at all this and frowned slightly.
"This place... is more depressing than I thought."
"Just get used to it. I felt suffocated when I first came here, but I got used to it later."