Douluo: Protects Our Spirit Hall

At this time, the ghost stood up and said in a hoarse voice:

"Your Majesty, since the business development policy was proposed by His Royal Highness, His Highness, His Highness, can be assisted by His Highness and serve as policy guidance."

Huh~~?

Yueguan blinked several times with his peach blossom eyes, looked at the ghost, with a little doubt in his eyes, and said to the old ghost, you can do it, seems to be a little too much today?

Why don't you see yourself so active?

What's going on today?

Oh, so you are optimistic about the Hall of the Son of God!

That's fine.

However, with the guidance of His Highness the Holy Son, it can still save me a lot of trouble.

As expected of my old partner for many years, you know that I don’t understand business matters, and you should strive for such a big help for me, you still understand me, old ghost!

Hearing Guimei's proposal, Bibi Dong's heart also moved, her eyes brightened slightly, and she looked at Ye Qifeng, wanting to ask him what he thought:

"Xiaofeng, what do you think?"

Ye Qifeng pondered for two seconds, nodded, and replied:

"Teacher, I'm fine."

Bibi Dong smiled slightly and made the final conclusion:

"Well then, to formulate a plan for the commercial development of Wuhundian, Elder Ju will be responsible for coordinating the follow-up, and Xiaofeng will be responsible for policy guidance."

After the negotiation was over, Bibi Dong lightly rubbed his brows, then waved his hand, backing off Yueguan and Guimei:

"Elder Ju, there is no room for delay in drawing up plans for the commercial development of the Spirit Hall. Prepare as soon as possible."

"Elder Ghost, go do your work too."

"Yes, His Majesty the Pope!"

Yueguan Guimei responded respectfully together, and then walked out of the discussion hall together.

After the two left.

In an empty meeting hall.

Only Bibi Dong and Ye Qifeng were left, one big and one small.

Bibi Dong sat on top of the Pope's throne, and Ye Qifeng stood at the bottom of the high platform stairs.

At the moment when the door of the conference hall closed.

The coldness on Bibi Dong's face suddenly dissipated and became softer.

The majesty that belonged to Pope Gao Leng on his body suddenly disappeared without a trace, turning into laziness and comfort.

She stopped pretending.

In front of Ye Qifeng, there was no need for Bibi Dong to continue to carry the Pope's majesty.

Anyway, what she usually looks like, his disciple has already seen it, even the most sloppy side, he has not seen it.

She even slipped past every night and hugged him to sleep.

So there is nothing to pretend, it is better to be a little more comfortable with yourself.

"Xiaofeng, come and rub the shoulders of the teacher, massage and massage, and keep the attitude of the pope, but I am exhausted."

Bibi Dong raised her arms, as if letting go of herself, and stretched a big lazy waist.

The embossed graceful figure is undoubtedly revealed in an instant, and it looks particularly seductive against the violet-gold pope's long dress.

Ye Qifeng's eyes were a little straight, and his heart kept shouting, it's so beautiful, it's a little hard to bear... I can't stand it, it's really terrible... Why am I only the only one seven years old...

Ye Qifeng hurriedly shook his head, calmed down, and dispelled the fascination in his mind. After a silent sigh, he walked up the steps and came to Bibi Dong's side.

At this time, Bibi Dong was already lying lazily on the cushion of the Pope's throne, with her eyes closed, she waited for her little disciple to come and massage her shoulders.

Ye Qifeng stepped forward, stretched out his hands skillfully, placed it on Bibi Dong's soft and snowy shoulders, kneaded and pressed for her to relax her body and mind.

Over the past year, Ye Qifeng didn't know how many times she had massaged her.

Anyway, I didn't pay much attention to it, I can't count it.

Suddenly, Ye Qifeng's hand that kneaded Xiang's shoulder stopped for a while.

From Bibi Dong, he sensed a vaguely strange aura, a malicious aura.

Is it Rakshasa's evil thoughts?

Ye Qifeng frowned, recalling the suffocating aura he felt outside the door of the conference hall before.

With a thought, Ye Qifeng summoned two of his own martial spirits.

A shadow of light and shadow that was exactly the same as his own appearance appeared behind him in an instant.

After the soul power has been purified and compressed by Liangyi Tiangong, the form of the martial soul seems to be more and more solid.

The black and white halo emanating from the two martial spirits was also a bit brighter and deeper.

A soft black and white halo shone on Bibi Dong, and all the negative states dissipated in an instant.

hmm~~~

The extreme comfort, like an electric current, suddenly spread throughout the body, Bibi Dongtan's mouth opened slightly, and she couldn't help but let out a soft moan.

Sure enough, it's still comfortable to stay by Xiaofeng's side!

Bibi Dong was lying on the soft cushion, enjoying the disciple's massage, filling her heart with an unparalleled sense of security.

Gradually, I felt a little bit of consciousness.

Suddenly, he fell asleep.

Last night, Bibi Dong slipped into Ye Qifeng's bed and fell asleep again, following her own wishes.

It's just that Ye Qifeng was taken by the ghost and went to the Star Dou Great Forest to hunt for the third spirit ring, not in the Holy Child Hall.

Bibi Dong, who was used to sleeping with Ye Qifeng in his arms, couldn't sleep peacefully because Ye Qifeng was not there.

She lay on the bed for a long time.

In the end, I had to get up helplessly, enter the secret realm of Rakshasa, and practice.

So I didn't sleep all night.

After coming out of the Rakshasa Secret Realm, the negative state has been bothering her again, making her feel tired and uncomfortable.

At this moment, Ye Qifeng dispelled her negative state.

Before pressing for a while, Bibi Dong, who was immersed in a sense of safety and comfort, soon fell into a deep sleep.

Feeling Bibi Dong's soothing and gentle breath, Ye Qifeng stopped rubbing her hands, looked at her perfect profile, and found that she was actually asleep.

Ye Qifeng was stunned for a while, and couldn't help but want to praise.

The sleeping Bibi Dong was so quiet and charming at the moment, so beautiful, so pleasing to the eyes.

This is a real Sleeping Beauty!

Quiet, noble, and elegant, it seems that all the beautiful words in this world are used in her.

After a long time, Ye Qifeng came back to his senses, shook his head slightly, and said in his heart that Bibi Dong's beauty is always so fascinating.

Although this year, he has seen and felt her beautiful face and figure many times.

Still can't help but want to take a look.

Originally, I wanted to report to her about the newly acquired spirit ring and spirit skills, as well as the cultivation situation.

Now this situation, I am afraid it is not suitable.

Let's wait until she wakes up.

Ye Qifeng sighed silently in his heart.

Then he put his feet lightly, trying not to make any noise or disturb Bibi Dong's sleep.

Stepping into the Pope's exclusive lounge behind the Pope's throne, he took a soft thin blanket and gently covered it on Bibi Dong.

Ye Qifeng sat down next to the Pope's throne.

Accompanying Bibi Dong who was sleeping soundly, while running the two yi tiangong practice.

At the same time, he maintained the release of the light and shadow martial spirit, so that the black and white halo could continue to shine on Bibi Dong.

Make sure she can sleep peacefully.

The two masters and apprentices just quieted down in the empty discussion hall.

The black and white halo engulfed the entire space.

Time seems to stop, condensed into a picture scroll.

One sleeps peacefully, and the other cultivates.

The scene is peaceful and peaceful.

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