People are in Douluo, and they are struck by lightning at the beginning

A few days later, Wuhun City.

"Reporting to the Pope, the Holy Son is waiting in the Pope's Palace for an audience." Ichigoden Knight came to Bibi Dong's residence to report.

Not long after, Bibi Dong walked in at the inner door of the Pope's Palace. Seeing that Yang Yunhai was the only one there, she frowned slightly and continued walking until she walked to the main seat and sat down. She glanced at Yang Yunhai with a calm expression and said calmly:

"Tell me, what do you want from me?"

With a touch of Yang Yunhai's hand, two self-made soul tools appeared, a pair of wings, imitating the flying soul tools he obtained while studying at the Sun and Moon Royal Academy. A 30cm long pistol, made with reference to the Zhuge Shen Crossbow. A machine-like concealed weapon is a machine-like concealed weapon. With his mental power and a pair of clairvoyant eyes, it is not difficult to figure out the structure. Combining the soul guide and technology with his experience as an electrician in his previous life, he built a pistol.

It's a bit bulky, and there's nothing I can do about it. It's not precise enough and can only add volume. Who says he's not a professional?

"These are two soul tools, one for flying and one for attack." Yang Yunhai demonstrated on the spot as he spoke.

First, he put his wings on his back, urged his soul power to spread out, and lightly flapped his wings to float into the air. Then, he raised his pistol and injected soul power, and the light ball in the core area quickly lit up.

The barrel of the gun lights up step by step, and finally the muzzle lights up. The trigger is lightly pressed, and a soul bullet is fired out.

"Bang!" There was a sound, and a thumb-sized hole suddenly appeared on the marble floor, with cracks all around.

A trace of surprise flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes. She could naturally see the value of these two soul tools.

Yang Yunhai slowly fell down, took back the flying soul guide, and said: "With these two soul guides, Hu Liena will be more confident in passing the Killing City."

Being able to fly, it would undoubtedly be much easier whether it was dealing with the Dark Gold Three-Headed Bat King and the Ten-Headed Sun Snake or crossing the lava formed by the last Bloody Mary to reach the exit.

"This can be regarded as compensation for my previous request that His Majesty the Pope go to the Killing City once a year." continued.

"I didn't expect you would pay so much attention to a defeated general." Bibi Dong said calmly.

"I don't like leaving troubles and threats for myself." Yang Yunhai looked calm, pushed with his hand, and controlled the soul guide to float over.

When it comes to the life safety of his direct disciples and the road through hell, Bibi Dong has no reason to refuse and reaches out to take it.

"The second thing." Yang Yunhai continued, spreading his hands and holding a large stack of books.

"This is Yu Xiaogang's life record in the past year. Your Majesty the Pope can read it if you are interested. He and Liu Erlong now live in Sol City, Fasno Province."

"What do you mean?!" Bibi Dong's expression suddenly turned cold.

"It's not interesting." Yang Yunhai's face remained calm, "I don't want to comment on Yu Xiaogang. I just hope that I can get to know him and see what he has done in the past twenty years. Look at him." What do you do every day now?”

"By the way, think back on the past, re-examine this person, and think about what kind of person he is. Then, re-examine yourself."

"What you are worried about in your heart is Yu Xiaogang, or the person who remains in the memory of 20 years ago. Memories can be perfect, but reality may not be perfect."

"Presumptuous!" Bibi Dong, whose face was already gloomy to the extreme, shouted coldly, with violent momentum gushing out.

Yang Yunhai frowned slightly, and his vast spiritual power burst out to offset the momentum.

He has grown to such an extent. Bibi Dong's eyes narrowed. As Yang Yunhai was the Holy Son of the Enshrinement Hall, she naturally did not dare to go too far and kill him on the spot. However, in order to vent their anger, the momentum released was not small.

Unexpectedly, it was completely offset.

"Everything is decided by your Majesty." Yang Yunhai's face returned to calmness, he bent down and placed the book on the ground, turned around and walked out of the palace.

"Yang Yunhai, am I the next target you want to eliminate?" Bibi Dong's expression also recovered and she said calmly. He doesn't like to leave troubles and threats to himself. Now that he thinks about it, Yang Yunhai's words just now are obviously an excuse to make a point.

"I just don't want it to be difficult for her." Yang Yunhai responded.

"However, I can tell you clearly that if I were Qian Xunji back then, I would not have done it myself. Instead, I would have imprisoned you and had relationships with many Wuhundian elites until you were unable to have children, and then killed you with my own hands, or It’s about abolishing the martial spirit and abandoning it.”

"The simplest trading logic, there is never a free lunch in this world, you will get rewards if you pay, and everyone needs to pay for their choices."

"His Majesty the Pope, I was also naive, but every time I think of those who supported me to this point. For them, my heart must be crueler than anyone else's, and this is the price! Otherwise, the harm will never be It’s just me.” After saying that, he opened the door and strode out.

"So, you destroyed the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex family and the Haotian Sect, leaving no one behind." Bibi Dong's fist turned white, "Yang Yunhai, I really underestimated you."

Although angry, he could not refute.

He lowered his head and looked at the book on the ground. The anger in his heart gradually disappeared. He grabbed it with his hand and the book fell into his palm.

Taking a deep breath, he gently opened it and read it. His expression kept changing, and finally turned dull. The contents of the book are recorded in extremely detailed detail, down to every day.

Yu Xiaogang's muddleheadedness and idleness, Liu Erlong's wry smile as he works hard and becomes increasingly haggard, are the comments of the surrounding residents. For a whole year, Yu Xiaogang never helped Liu Erlong once with daily chores.

Yu Xiaogang turned a deaf ear to all the comments about him being trashy, irresponsible, and not like a man. He didn't respond to Erlong in any way, and just stayed in a daze every day.

Inexplicably, she suddenly felt a little pitiful for Liu Erlong.

After a long time, after reading the contents of the book, Bibi Dong sat there blankly, silent for a long time.

It wasn't until half an hour later that he gritted his teeth, got up and walked towards the side door.

On the other side, Yang Yunhai has arrived at the enshrinement hall.

"Xue'er is still taking the first test." Looking at the angel statue, Qian Daoliu said.

Yang Yunhai nodded slightly, "Grandpa, it's time to leave."

"Yeah." Qian Daoliu nodded.

"Grandpa, if Bibi Dong changes, you can tell her that there are three Giant Ant Emperors in the Star Dou Forest that are close to 100,000 years old. I have a way to advance them to 100,000 years. If necessary, you can send someone here Look for me." Yang Yunhai continued.

"I don't think she is willing to owe me a favor, so let's use the dropped soul bones as a trade."

"Xiao Hai, you are serious." Qian Daoliu sighed.

"I am also doing it for Xue'er and the children." Yang Yunhai said: "If she can't wake up, grandpa, I have no choice."

"Grandpa understands." Qian Daoliu nodded.

Yang Yunhai nodded, looked at the angel statue again, turned and left.

One day later, Bibi Dong, who had locked herself in a room for a day and a night, walked out of the room, rose into the air, and quickly disappeared into the night.

"Hey, I hope you can come out." Qian Daoliu sighed and ignored him.

A few days later, Yang Yunhai and Ju Douluo returned to the palace and returned to normal life. Except for returning to Yunhai Academy when he needed to practice lightning, he basically never left the palace.

On the other side, Bibi Dong, who has a high level of cultivation, rushed to Yu Xiaogang's village and hid in the dark.

Through the window, I quietly looked at Yu Xiaogang, who was reclining on the armchair with dull eyes.

My heart was inexplicably tightened, and my eyes flashed.

Not long after, within sight, Liu Erlong approached with a bucket, and Bibi Dong's pupils couldn't help but widen again. The eye sockets are sunken, the wrinkles on the forehead are obvious, the hair on the temples has been dyed white, and the eyes are lifeless, like a walking corpse.

It is very different from the bold and gorgeous image in my impression.

Carrying water and chopping firewood, doing laundry and cooking, and taking care of the vegetable garden with a hoe, Liu Erlong did one thing after another like a machine.

Yu Xiaogang turned a deaf ear, even though Liu Erlong was covered in sweat when he returned to the house.

It felt to her like Liu Erlong was doing things as if he were fulfilling his obligations and supporting Yu Xiaogang.

Bibi Dong gritted her teeth and watched quietly in the dark.

If I had no talent or cultivation, what would I experience? I couldn't help but think.

With her appearance, inexplicably, a trace of fear suddenly emerged in her heart, and she couldn't dare to imagine such scenes.

If I had chosen to follow Yu Xiaogang, would I really have been happy? How should the nurturing grace of Wuhun Palace be repaid? Abandoning his cultivation, returning everything to Wuhun Palace, and becoming a commoner, will Yu Xiaogang still accept me? Did Yu Xiaogang approach me back then just because he liked my talent? For a time, various choices and possibilities emerged in my mind one by one.

Time passed little by little, day by day, and Bibi Dong stood quietly in the dark, observing and thinking quietly.

Until the fourth day, I saw Liu Erlong walking out of the house again carrying a bucket with a numb expression, repeating the same thing as before.

Bibi Dong clenched her fists, strode out, dodged open the wooden door and appeared in the house.

With a wave of his hand, the door was closed.