Chapter 103 The First Meeting of Bibi Dong

Guang Ling led Qingxi into the Pope's Hall, walked through the long corridor, to the back of the Pope's Hall, and then walked up to the site of the Presbyterian Hall's Consecration Hall.

When we got here, we could hardly see any patrolling knights. It was deserted, as if there were no people around.

Qingxi looked at the scenery below the corridor. Under the thin clouds and mist, the entire Wuhun City had a panoramic view, solemn and sacred.

"You were in the front yard just now. Don't go there without me accompanying you. Stay away from the people there, especially the two women." Guang Ling turned around and warned her twice from time to time.

"Yeah." Qingxi nodded like a fool. She could feel the tension on Guang Ling's body. Is Pope Bibi Dong really that scary?

Qingxi was puzzled, but from a woman's perspective, she admired such a capable woman.

Ambition is not necessarily something only men can have.

Seeing that the other party was obviously not at ease, Guang Ling couldn't help but sigh. He stopped walking and turned around. Qingxi was caught off guard and rushed directly into the other party's arms.

"Tsk, are you in a hurry to throw yourself into your arms?" Guang Ling reached out to catch Qing Xi who crashed into his arms. Smelling the elegant fragrance of the girl, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Bah." Qing Xi panicked for a moment, and then glared at Guang Ling, making him smile even more.

"I just like you like this." Guang Ling reached out and pinched Qingxi's cheek, looking at her expressionless look, leaving two light red marks on her face, she smiled with satisfaction.

Guang Ling stretched out her hand and rubbed Qingxi's head, and warned her again: "Bibi Dong is very thoughtful, so it's always best to stay away from her."

"Guang Ling." Qing Xi's gaze paused, landing not far behind Guang Ling, and raised his finger to point.

"Huh?" Sensing the aura coming closer and closer behind him, Guangling frowned slightly, protected Qingxi behind him and turned to look at the person.

I saw Bibi Dongzheng, who was wearing a white gold robe and a gold laurel wreath, coming side by side with Sanshi Qingluan. Behind them, there were Ju Douluo Yueguan and Hu Liena.

"It seems a little inappropriate for Wu Zongzong to speak ill of people behind their backs." Bibi Dong said with a decent smile, his eyes swept over Guang Ling, and then fell on Qing Xi.

Hmm...a little girl I've never seen before, the one brought back by Wu Shi.

"Third brother." Guang Ling said hello to Qingluan, moving slightly to block Bibi Dong's probing sight.

"Guang Ling, don't talk nonsense." Qingluan scolded softly, but there was no blame on his face.

"Humph." Guang snorted coldly, showing no intention of giving in.

Bibi Dong noticed that Guang Ling cared about the girl behind him, and especially noticed that the black-haired girl's eyes stayed on Hu Liena for a long time, and the smile on her face became brighter, "This kid looks fourteen or fifteen years old, why don't you leave it to me to teach you? I believe I can get along well with Nana.”

"I don't need to worry about the Pope." Guang Ling frowned slightly, his tone was calm, but a chill spread from his body, with an inexplicable sense of oppression.

"Your Holiness, Guangling is young, please don't make such a joke." Qingluan's expression was slightly cold.

Bibi Dong chuckled twice, her eyes swept over Guang Ling and the girl behind him, then stopped stopping and walked out.

"I would like to ask the three priests to convey this matter on my behalf." After a long time, Bibi Dong's voice sounded in the distance.

Seeing the person walking away, the indifferent expression on Qingluan's face softened slightly, and his eyes fell on the girl who was protected by Guang Ling behind him.

At the age of thirteen or fourteen, her appearance can already be seen to be somewhat stunning. She will be a beauty when she grows up. However, Guangling has never been a womanizer. This girl...

Seeing Qingluan's frown getting tighter, Guangling couldn't help but feel nervous, "Third... Third brother."

"Do you want to take on a disciple?" Qingluan said after thinking for a long time.

Guang Ling's expression froze, and he reached out to hug the somewhat dull girl into his arms, and said resolutely: "This is my child bride." No one can miss her! !
Qingluan showed a surprised expression, his eyes wandering around the two of them, "Are you kidding?"

"I'm not kidding." Guang Ling held Qing Xi's hand tightly, looking serious.

Qingluan lowered his eyes slightly. For Lao Wu, he always felt that he was still a child, with a young mind, moody and proud.

But such a person actually told him one day that he had someone he liked, who was still a child bride.

How could Qingluan not be surprised?

"She's still young." Qing Luan used his soul power to sweep over Qing Xi's body. He looked like he was just 14 years old. He didn't have a trace of soul power... an ordinary person?

Guang Ling actually fell in love with an ordinary person?

"The old man can wait."

"Your status is not suitable...forget it, do whatever you want." Qingluan sighed, and then he remembered that Guangling was also stubborn. If he insisted on opposing, it would be counterproductive.

"Thank you, third brother." Looking at Qingluan who was holding his forehead and leaving, Guangling showed a victorious smile, but found that the little girl in her arms had a strange expression.

"What's wrong?" Guang Ling lowered his head and rubbed Qingxi's forehead.

"Guang Ling..." Qing Xi looked up, his eyes a little strange.Trance, yes, trance, she seemed to have seen something incredible.

"Just now...the two women..." Qingxi bit her lip slightly, as if thinking about what to say.

"What's wrong with them?" Guang Ling then remembered that Qingxi seemed to have stayed with those two people for a little too long.

"Bibi Dong, you have practiced Immortal Techniques and formed elixirs." When she first saw Bibi Dong, Qingxi didn't pay much attention until she discovered something was wrong.

Then she used her mental power to investigate. In front of the monks in the distraction stage, even though Bibi Dong was hiding very well, Qingxi still discovered the powerful spiritual power in her that she shouldn't have.

Even though she tried to hide it in every possible way, she did practice cultivation.

There cannot be other immortal sect inheritances in this world, otherwise the main training system of Douluo Continent would not be just soul masters. In other words, what Bibi Dong practices is probably her own self-created skills.

"This is impossible." Guang Ling shook his head, obviously thinking of this possibility.

"Who is the first immortal cultivator in the world? Everything is created from scratch. Pope Bibi Dong is walking a special path."

Guang Ling pursed her lips slightly, took Qing Xi's hand and walked towards the depths of the enshrinement hall, "We will discuss this matter later."

"Yes." Qingxi took three steps and turned back, as if he wanted to see those people again.

Guangling Hall is located on the back mountainside, covered with snow, and the huge palace is actually a bit cold.

The main hall is usually used for receiving guests. It was already dark, so Guang Ling took Qing Xi into the backyard of Guang Ling hall.

The huge room is dominated by blue and white, with golden clothes. The white roses outside the window are blooming beautifully and have not withered due to the ice and snow.

"You rest here first. I have to go see my elder brother and ask someone to bring you food later." He rubbed Qingxi's head lovingly.

"No, I've been traveling these days, and I just happened to have a nap." Qingxi sat on the two-meter-wide bed, casually kicking off his shoes, looking left and right, showing a satisfied expression.

(End of this chapter)

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