Qian Xunji nodded, "At that time, I noticed that the man looked at you wrong, so I took you away."
Bibi Dong suddenly realized, "Yes, in another memory, you didn't come Coconut Grove City."
Qian Xunji thought thoughtfully, "Maybe it's this deviation that leads to all the differences later."
Bibi Dong leaned into his arms and let out a long sigh of relief.
"Fortunately, we didn't go that way."
The two sat by the bed for a while, then Bibi Dong raised his head and looked at him.
"By the way, where is Asura Sword? Didn't I pull it out successfully?"
Qian Xunji stood up and took her hand.
"Follow me."
The two walked out of the Slaughter Palace and came to Slaughter Plaza.
Asura Sword is still stuck in place, with the sword half submerged in the ground, leaving only half of the blood-red blade and hilt exposed.
But the difference from four years ago is that the suffocating evil spirit has subsided, and there is no longer a dark red evil spirit rising around the sword.
Qian Xunji stood behind her, looking at the sword.
"You didn't pull out the sword, but after you fell into a deep sleep, Asura Sword's exposed evil aura gradually subsided."
"I think it has recognized you as its master. The mark on your forehead is the best proof."
Bibi Dong raised his hand and touched the sword-shaped mark on his forehead.
Then, she stretched out her hand, palm up, facing Asura Sword.
The sword trembled and made a low buzzing sound.
Then it slowly rose from the ground, and the blood-red sword was pulled out inch by inch.
Until, it hung in mid-air, paused for a moment, and then turned into a blood-red stream of light and flew into Bibi Dong's hand.
Bibi Dong Hold the sword hilt.
This time, there is no energy shock, no pain.
The temperature coming from the hilt of the sword was warm, like something alive pulsing in her palm.
She looked at the sword and was so surprised and happy that she couldn't keep her mouth shut.
"I succeeded, I really succeeded."
"Well, you are now the heir of Divine Position."
Bibi Dong put down the sword and turned to look at him, "What happens after I have the sword? Don't I still have to take the exam?"
Qian Xunji thought for a while, "Tang Chen has passed the previous assessment. You have inherited his qualifications. You should be considered as having passed the previous assessment."
"As for what assessments there will be later, I don't know."
"But you have already got Asura Sword, take your time with the rest."
Bibi Dong nodded and looked down at the sword in his hand.
She sheathed the sword and put it into the storage container. Then, she turned around, suddenly stood on her tiptoes, and kissed Qian Xunji on the face.
Qian Xunji was stunned for a moment, and then smiled softly.
"Another sneak attack."
"I just like sneak attacks."
After saying that, Bibi Dong took his arm and said, "Let's go, I want to go home, I miss Xiao Xue."
"Okay, let's go home."
Hell Slaughter Arena--
Bibi Dong stood at the entrance of Hell Road and looked back at the city where she had lived for a while.
Here she went from being a newbie to becoming Yum, here she pulled out Asura Sword, and here she slept for four years.
Black Veil Maiden stood behind her, wearing a long black dress, much calmer than four years ago.
Her strength has exceeded Soul Douluo, and she has completely secured her position in this city where the jungle is strong.
"Slaughter City is left to you."
Black Veil Maiden lowered his head and bowed, "Please rest assured, King."
Bibi Dong nodded, turned around and walked into the entrance of Hell Road without saying anything else.
Qian Xunji followed her, and their figures disappeared in the dark red light.
Hell Road It's still the same as four years ago, with surging magma on both sides of the narrow passage and scorching waves of air blowing in your face.
But Bibi Dong is no longer the same person she was four years ago. Level 98's Soul Power is flowing inside her body, and the heat of the magma cannot even scorch the corners of her clothes.
Qian Xunji followed her, one behind the other, walking very fast.
The light from the exit became brighter and brighter, becoming more and more dazzling.
Bibi Dong quickened his pace and finally walked out Hell Road.
At this time, it was dusk outside.
Qian Xunji took a deep breath, as if he wanted to spit out all the turbid air of the past four years.
"It's so nice outside, even the air is sweet."
Bibi Dong looked at him, his nose suddenly became sore.
For four years, he stayed in that dark city for four full years.
He is the inheritor of God of Light, a person who was born to stand under the sun.
But because of her, I stayed underground at Slaughter City for four years.
"I'm sorry, because of me, you stayed at Slaughter City for four years."
Qian Xunji put his arm around her waist, "We are husband and wife, so naturally we have to advance and retreat together."
"Let's go back to Spirit City."
"Okay."
The two spread their wings and flew in the direction of Spirit City.
After a day of traveling, the outline of Spirit City appeared on the horizon.
Bibi Dong Viewed from the air, this city is almost unrecognizable.
Four years ago, the outer city was still a construction site, with scaffolding and piles of masonry everywhere.
Nowadays, the wide streets are lined with street trees, and the street lights are soul-guided, one every ten meters. Although it is not dark yet, you can already imagine how the lights will look like at night.
The shops are next to each other, with signs saying all kinds of Soul Tool, daily necessities, catering, and clothing. There are rows of Bicycle parked at the door, horse-drawn carriages, and an endless stream of pedestrians.
The prosperity of the outer city has exceeded that of the inner city.
"Soul Tool has become common people, Bicycle, Soul Guidance Lamp, Household Ice Maker, these things have entered tens of thousands of the Qian Family households, and the number of residents in the outer city has tripled compared with four years ago."
Bibi Dong nodded and said nothing.
She saw the Martial Soul Academy school gate, which was more impressive than four years ago.
I saw a group of children running on the playground at the Scholarship Academy, with laughter floating in the wind.
She also saw the two-story building - the house she bought.
Immediately, she accelerated her speed and flew in that direction.
five hours ago...
Noon--
Spirit Hall, Training Ground.
Qian Renxue stood in the center of the field, holding a long sword in his hand, with long golden hair hanging down to his waist.
She was wearing a white training uniform, a blue belt around her waist, and a golden forehead ornament on her forehead.
At the age of five, she has lost her baby fat, her facial features are exquisite, but her brows have a calmness far beyond those of her peers and the aura of a wealthy person.
Opposite him stood a man in his twenties, Soul Master, holding an iron sword, with beads of sweat flowing down his face to the ground.
The two of them had gone through more than twenty moves without being able to use Soul Power.
His attacks became more fierce every time, but Qian Renxue's sword was always able to return to defense, and each sword blocked his attack route just right.
He wanted to crush it with all his strength, but he found that Qian Renxue was not as strong as him.
Qian Renxue turned sideways to pass the sword, flipped his wrist, and the long sword slid past the opponent's blade, and the sword tip stopped three inches in front of his throat.
He smiled bitterly and put down his sword, "Miss, I lost."
Qian Renxue put away his sword, nodded slightly, "I accept."