Douluo: Becoming a god from dreaming

Chapter 77 Can I eat you? (Please subscribe for two-in-one chapters)

Wang Shenmeng was a little frightened by Bibi Dong's burning eyes, and couldn't help but stand up from her seat.

He said with some doubt: "One of our martial spirits is a spider and the other is a butterfly. The martial spirits are so different from each other, and they can also perform martial soul fusion."

"Why not!"

Bibi Dong's eyes were wandering, she was dazed for a while, and she said softly: "Do you know the Golden Iron Triangle?"

Wang Shenmeng nodded lightly, her heart tightened.

The teacher actually took the initiative to mention something related to Yu Xiaogang?

He knew that Bibi Dong had never forgotten Yu Xiaogang.

But that was a sad past. After Yu Xiaogang left her, he got together with his cousin Liu Erlong and seemed to have let go of her.

And after she encountered a huge change, her heart was filled with hatred. Although she still remembered him, it was impossible for her to renew their relationship.

From then on, that person was hidden in the deepest part of her heart, causing her endless pain and being the only light left in her heart.

Bibi Dong has a complicated relationship with Yu Xiaogang. He is her light and her pain. He cannot be forgotten, but every time he thinks of it, it hurts his heart.

Therefore, Bibi Dong seldom mentioned Yu Xiaogang, and perhaps did not want to think of it. Even though she knew that Yu Xiaogang was in Notting City, she never thought of going to see him.

As if that person has become a symbol, carrying the once happy and bright girlhood, it seems to be very important to me, but it seems not important, I just remember him carefully, afraid of forgetting, and stay away from him, wanting to forget he.

It is this complicated thought that makes Yu Xiaogang seem to be a taboo in Wuhun Hall, and everyone will subconsciously avoid topics related to him.

When Bibi Dong mentioned Yu Xiaogang at this time, although her emotions still had some ups and downs, she didn't seem to be so uncomfortable or unwilling to touch him.

A strange color flashed in Wang Shenmeng's eyes.

He once saw someone with abscesses, and it was very painful to touch it lightly, so he was careful and tried to hide the sores as much as possible.And when it doesn't hurt too much, it's time for the pus to dissolve and the wound to start healing.

He nodded gently: "I know the Golden Iron Triangle, and I have seen two of them. One is the master Yu Xiaogang of Notting City, and the other is the Soul Saint Liu Erlong I met in the Star Dou Forest. They are the Horn of Killing and the Horn of Wisdom, and there is Flanders, the four-eyed owl, who is the Horn of Flying.”

"Yes, it's the three of them."

Bibi Dong seemed to be talking about three irrelevant people, her tone was calm and indifferent: "The reason why they are called the Golden Iron Triangle is because the three of them have created a martial soul fusion skill. When using this fusion skill, they can Summon the golden holy dragon."

Wang Shenmeng commented: "The Golden Holy Dragon, also known as the Bright Holy Dragon, is also extremely powerful among real dragons. This martial soul fusion skill is indeed extraordinary."

Bibi Dong glanced at him and said in an emotionless tone: "Although Yu Xiaogang's martial spirit is useless, and Liu Erlong is just a fire dragon, they are both born from blue electric tyrannosaurs, and they can barely summon the golden holy dragon. But it's not Rand's martial spirit is a cat eagle, which is very different from the dragon-like martial spirit, but it can also be combined to summon a dragon. It can be seen that to create a martial soul fusion skill, it does not necessarily have to be a martial spirit with a strong connection, as long as a certain point is met If they can be combined, it is possible to create soul skills."

What Wang Shenmeng was thinking: "The teacher is right. The most famous martial soul fusion skill on the mainland is the Netherworld White Tiger, which is a combination of the White Tiger Wuhun and the Netherworld Spirit Cat Wuhun. But the most magical fusion skill should be our Wuhun fusion skill." Elder Ghost and Elder Ju of the Soul Palace. One of their martial souls is QiRongTianJu, and the other is a ghost. They are very different from each other, but they can integrate and display the static realm of the two rituals. This is the most ready-made example."

Bibi Dong wrapped the blanket around her body vigorously, her voice trembling a little: "So, the teacher's soul-devouring spider emperor martial spirit and your butterfly martial soul can also create martial soul fusion skills. The soul-eating spider emperor has the soul-devouring soul The talent of the Butterfly Martial Soul, and your Butterfly Martial Soul, has the talent of devouring spiritual power. Mental power is a reflection of the power of the soul, and its essence comes from the soul. This is what our two martial arts have in common."

Wang Shenmeng was unable to refute and nodded: "That makes sense. Does the teacher have any specific ideas?"

Bibi Dong's eyes fell on Wang Shenmeng again, looking up and down for a while, as if she was looking at a delicate dessert, her eyes showed eager light.

Wang Shenmeng felt a chill running down his spine and became a little wary. He took two steps back and said, "Teacher, your eyes give me a bad feeling. What do you want to do?"

Bibi Dong smiled lightly, showing her snow-white teeth. Under the dim light of the flickering fire, she felt a little strange and chilly, as if the person in front of her had suddenly turned into a female fairy who would prey on anyone.

"I want to eat you!"

Bibi Dong's faint tone made Wang Shenmeng excited. She actually thought of Qian Xunji, whose soul was devoured by her, and felt inexplicably uneasy. For some reason, she thought of a spider called the black widow.

Although he knew that it was impossible for the teacher to hurt him, such an environment, such a tone, and such a strange atmosphere made him instinctively think wildly, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back, as if he wanted to stay away from the goblin.

Bibi Dong looked at her precious apprentice in a funny way, seemingly scared by herself. It was so cute and funny!

Don't you know that if I really want to eat you, can you still escape my grasp?

Then he felt a little angry. Could it be that he had a terrible image in his heart?It was just a joke to tease him, but he was frightened. Did he think that he would really hurt him?

Bibi Dong's eyes were subtle and her face was expressionless, and she said calmly: "Don't be afraid, the food the teacher said is not the food you understand."

"Well, that's fine. I'm really afraid of becoming a victim in the secret room!"

Wang Shenmeng secretly heaved a sigh of relief, couldn't help complaining in her heart, and nodded repeatedly: "Teacher, tell me, I'm listening!"

"Sit down, are you really afraid that the teacher will eat you!"

"how could be?"

Wang Shenmeng bravely walked over and sat next to her, waiting for her next words.

Bibi Dong nodded with satisfaction, curled up on the large chair, staring at the ceiling, "Have you ever seen a spider hunting for food?"

"I've seen it!"

"The idea of ​​my martial soul fusion technique is that the spider preys. I turn into a spider and weave a web with the spider silk. You, possessed by the martial soul, are the prey in my web, and then I eat it."

She squinted her eyes and glanced at Wang Shenmeng, seeing that he didn't stand up in fright this time, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "Then our martial spirits will fuse together, you become a part of me, you I can also have the ability."

"Cough, teacher's thoughts are really... strange!"

Wang Shenmeng felt a chill in his heart. He didn't know how to evaluate this fantastic idea, but when he thought that he was really going to be eaten, he felt very conflicted.

Bibi Dong comforted with a smile: "Don't be afraid, I just let you become a part of me temporarily, I won't really eat you, how can the teacher be willing?"

Seeing that Wang Shenmeng's expression was still entangled, her smile gradually faded, and her soft eyes gradually revealed a hint of sharpness, and she said calmly: "Combined the martial soul fusion technique with the teacher, we merge into one, regardless of each other, there is me in you, Don’t you want me to have you in my life? Don’t you think this is bad? Or do you hate the teacher, or do you dislike the teacher because my martial arts spirit is ugly?”

"Ahem, of course I can't hate or despise the teacher. This method... is good or not... as long as it can help the teacher, I'm willing to do anything."

<divclass="contentadv">Wang Shenmeng looked at the teacher's captivating eyes and felt inexplicably guilty. Desperate to survive, she had to bite the bullet and say something against her will, and then she asked nonchalantly: "But is this really true?" Can you create martial soul fusion skills? You won't really eat me, right?"

Bibi Dong's face suddenly turned from cloudy to clear, and her expression changed so quickly that people were stunned. She assured with confidence: "Don't worry, how can the teacher be willing to really eat you? I have carefully considered it, and it is extremely feasible. Even if Failure will not hurt you. If you are afraid, then let's do it in a dream first, and then do it in reality after we have completely created it and used it skillfully."

Wang Shenmeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had been convinced by the teacher. He hypnotized himself for a while, deliberately not thinking about the terrible scene of being eaten, with a tragic look in his eyes, and nodded: "Since the teacher thinks it is feasible, then I should try my best to cooperate. But teacher My spirit is frozen, let’s do it in my dream this time!”

There was a look of satisfaction in Bibi Dongmei's eyes: "That's so good! Although you have to do it in your own dream, you still don't trust the teacher, which makes me a little unhappy, but for the sake of your obedience, I forgive you. However, martial soul fusion skills cannot be completed in a short time. Well, it is late at night, you have a good rest first, and we will start again tomorrow."

"Well, then I'm going back?"

"Go back? You...forget it, you go back!"

Bibi Dong's eyes stayed on Wang Shenmeng for a moment, her eyes flickered a little, and she wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything and just waved her hand.

Seeing Wang Shenmeng getting up to leave, Bibi Dong sighed softly. For some reason, she suddenly felt so cold that it seemed as if it had invaded the bone marrow and penetrated the soul all at once.

Her body curled up into a ball with soft curves, like a weak and helpless cat. She was trembling slightly and her eyes were dull. She was crouched on the cold throne, no different from an ordinary woman. , completely unable to see the disdainful posture of being on the ninth floor overlooking the world.

Wang Shenmeng had never seen such a teacher before. He sighed, walked back to her and sat down. His soul power surged and the flames rose, like a small sun, once again dispelling the endless cold.

A trace of surprise and a subtle surprise flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and her lonely expression suddenly came to life.

She showed a bright and helpless smile, and her slightly chattering teeth made her speak with trembling: "It feels like... the teacher has... can't live without you. It's so cold. It's only been a while, and it's already so uncomfortable!"

"Then don't leave. I will stay with the teacher until you get better."

"Xiao Meng, the teacher's love for you is not in vain! Bringing you to Wuhun Hall is my most correct decision."

Bibi Dong said quietly, suddenly stood up and got off the throne, walked a few steps, hesitated, turned around again, and suddenly stretched out her jade hand to hold Wang Shenmeng's hand. The moment their skin came into contact, her body trembled slightly. .

She said nonchalantly: "It's late at night, and this empty hall is extremely cold. It's not suitable to stay for a long time. You...come with me to the teacher's dormitory, and you can have a good rest there."

Wang Shenmeng's heart was shaken, and he was involuntarily pulled to follow her. The flames on his body turned into a huge fireball, covering the two of them, and all the coldness was driven away.

Not far behind the main hall is the palace of the Pope. It is quiet at night, and even the guards are scattered outside. The Pope lives in the core area, and there is the Presbyterian Hall not far away. No one in the whole continent can sneak into here, and there is no need for guards to patrol. .

In Bibi Dong's bedroom, there are no maids at night, they only come to serve during the day.

It was only because Bibi Dong liked to be alone after the drastic changes that year, and besides that, it was also because she had many secrets that she didn't want others to discover.

The two of them walked into the palace and came to the large and luxurious bedroom. The exquisite Simmons bed was neatly stacked with silk quilts, pillows, etc.

The refreshing fragrance floats into the nose, making people intoxicated.

Wang Shenmeng looked around, feeling a little excited, this is the bedroom of the Pope, and there is probably no other male in the mainland who is lucky enough to patronize it except himself.

The feeling in the bedroom was indeed much better than in the empty hall. Bibi Dong's pretty face was slightly red from the flames, her palms were sweating, and her slender and tender fingers were slightly stiff.

"You can rest for a while, the teacher will get a stove."

Bibi Dong said softly, then let go of Wang Shenmeng's hand and went out quickly. After a while, she used her soul power to hold a large stove in and put it on the ground. The stove instantly became a lot bigger. Half a man tall.

"This is a soul guide, and the fire inside is not ordinary fire. The burning material is a kind of lava rock in the lava in the earth's core. It's the size of a fist. It can burn for ten days and ten nights."

Bibi Dong wiped the storage ring, and a glowing red stone fell into the furnace. In an instant, the furnace ignited raging flames. The hot temperature was several times higher than that of silver carbon. In just a moment, the whole room was baked. The grilled heat wave is rolling.

Wang Shenmeng's soul power was instinctively operating, and a large amount of flames were immediately sucked into the body, and transformed into fiery soul power through the first soul ring. At the same time, a trace of the flame essence was absorbed by the first soul ring, slowly improving its quality.

"The quality of this flame is indeed very high, with a hint of the power of the Earth's Divine Fire, which will be of some help to me. If I can absorb more of it, my soul ring will be a little longer. Of course, if I can absorb the Earth's Divine Fire underground, , the help will be greater. But it’s enough now, so I can absorb the flames and release my soul skills at the same time, so my soul power can be replenished in time.”

"As long as it's useful to you. We got this from the volcano. It was mainly used to build a fire attribute mimicry training environment. There is a lot left. When the teacher goes underground with you in the future, you can absorb as much of the earth's divine fire as you want. How much to absorb.”

When Bibi Dong was talking, she walked to Wang Shenmeng's side again, and she gently pushed him onto her bed, her tone was soft but with an order: "You rest for a while, the teacher is not so delicate, you will be fine for a while. no problem."

Wang Shenmeng controlled the flames so that they would not burn the bed, and was pressed down on the bed by Bibi Dong condescendingly. What he saw was a pale and rosy face in the swaying flames, with caring and unquestionable eyes.

"Okay, let me rest for a while first. It won't take long. My sleep quality is very good."

Wang Shenmeng nodded lightly, took off her shoes, lay on the bed, pulled the quilt over, smelling the sweet fragrance, thinking wildly in her mind, for a moment she didn't know whether to be happy or panic.

He could only force himself not to think in some strange directions and silently run the Xuantian Technique. Soon his mind became peaceful and peaceful, and his strong and full mental power allowed him to fall asleep deeply within a second at any time.

Bibi Dong watched him get on the bed, then fall asleep on her own bed, covered with her own quilt, and fell asleep quietly. She looked at him quietly for a while and smiled knowingly.

She didn't know why she doted on him so much and allowed him to access such a private living space of hers.

She didn't have the slightest resentment in her heart, but a faint shyness and panic that couldn't be restrained. After all, she was a teenager, and even if she was deceiving herself in her heart, she couldn't really deceive herself after all.

But she didn't hate this feeling of déjà vu, and even looked forward to and enjoyed it. It made her feel like the living self she once was, instead of a walking zombie living in depression and resentment.

Bibi Dong's heart was filled with a strange emotion, as if the empty atrium of her heart was being filled little by little.

It feels so fulfilling!

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PS: I know that the writing is not good enough, but I will work hard to improve, thank you for your support, if you want to spray, try to be merciful!