Chapter 62 Chapter 62: The City of Killing
Martial Spirit City, in the Spirit Hall.
“Get out!”
An angry roar sounded in a manor, and then a figure was blasted out like a cannonball.
At this moment, there were already many people surrounding the manor. After seeing the figure that was blasted away, everyone was as quiet as a chill and did not dare to say anything.
Among these people, Pope Qianxunji is already on the list.
He looked at the closed door in Bibi Dong Manor, his brows furrowed, his eyes revealing helplessness and worry.
Since today, Bibi Dong's drinking has become more and more serious, almost day and night.
This excessive behavior finally reached Qian Xunji’s ears.
When he arrived, he saw Bibi Dong's drunken and haggard state in Tianxiang Tower, and he immediately became furious. How unbecoming is it for a dignified saint to look like this?
That was the order to ground Bibi Dong again.
However, what Qian Xunji didn't expect was that during this time of confinement, Bibi Dong didn't cry or make trouble, and even locked herself in the house.
When some time passed, Qian Xunji felt that something was not good and opened Bibi Dong's door, only to find that the house was in chaos and smelled of alcohol.
And Bibi Dong, who was slumped on the sofa, seemed to have not had a good rest for a long time. Her eyes were red and bloodshot, and there was an extremely strong terrifying resentment all over her body. Condensed into substance, emanating.
Qianxunji felt bad when he saw this, and wanted to ask the whole story, but Bibi Dong turned a deaf ear.
As a last resort, he had to send someone to clean Bibi Dong's home and brought several healing soul masters to check on Bibi Dong's condition.
But they were blasted out one by one by Bibi Dong, and many people even died directly under Bibi Dong's ignorant hands.
For a time, the manor was filled with blood.
This made Qian Xunji deeply aware of the seriousness of the matter.
You know, in the past, although Bibi Dong had a cold temper, she would never do anything easily. Even if someone bumped into her, she would scold her first. She would never kill people easily like she does now!
"Have you checked it out? How did the saint become like this? But because of Yu Xiaogang?"
At this moment, Qian Xunji frowned tightly and looked at the person beside him The old man in white asked, with a hint of murderous intent in his voice.
If this time it is really related to Yu Xiaogang, then he will never take care of Bibi Dong and Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex again, and will definitely kill them completely!
However, the old man did shake his head when he heard this. After hesitating for a moment, he said with some uncertainty.
"Your Majesty the Pope, this has nothing to do with Yu Xiaogang. I am afraid that the change of the Holy Lady is because of another person?"
Qianxunji was a little surprised when he heard this. It was not because of that good-for-nothing Yu Xiaogang, but the next moment, his fists were quietly clenched again.
I couldn't help but curse.
What the hell, he finally managed to deal with Yu Xiaogang, and where did a ghost and a snake god come from? Bibi Dong became like this, even worse than when she was with Yu Xiaogang. Going too far!
Why do these people stare at his disciples all day long?
He just wants to cultivate a successor and let her practice well. Is this something unreasonable? Why is it so difficult!
"Who?!"
Qian Xunji suppressed the anger in his heart and asked through gritted teeth.
“According to the restaurant where the Holy Lady often goes, we went to investigate and found out that the wing where the Holy Lady often stayed was a wing reserved by a handyman and deacon in the temple. , for fun, this person’s name is Chen Yao”
The old man said.
“Chen Yao?!”
Qianxunji was stunned when he heard this, his clenched fists unclenched, his mouth was slightly open and it was difficult to close it, and his eyes were full of disbelief.
He never imagined that he would have a relationship with that ant he despised.
"Yes, it is Chen Yao. He once followed the saint on errands. As long as the saint goes out, this person will always follow her, which shows that he is quite trusted by the saint. And some time ago, there was The record of the Saint and Chen Yao leaving the city, but a few days later, it was the Saint who came back alone and asked for advice. Mr. Huang went to the Sunset Forest to help.
So I boldly speculate that it was precisely because of some crisis that the Saint and Chen Yao encountered in the Sunset Forest that led to Chen Yao's unfortunate death. This is what makes the saint’s temperament change drastically when she is heartbroken!”
When Qian Xunji heard this, his whole body went numb. He had taken every precaution, but he did not expect that it would be difficult to guard against a domestic thief.
And this thief is still a little thief who he personally transferred to Bibi Dong!
For a time, Qian Xunji was filled with all kinds of anger, but had nowhere to vent it.
Everyone is dead, and we don’t know where they died. Where is he going to vent?
"Then do you have any solution to the saint's current problem?"
Suppressing his anger, Qian Xunji forced himself to calm down and looked at the old man.
Hearing this, the old man thought about it and then tried to speak.
"Perhaps the Pope can send the Saint to that place in the west of the mainland for some experience?"
"The west?"
Qian Xunji was stunned at first, and then Thinking of something, his expression changed and he said doubtfully.
"Now that Dong'er's condition is so unstable, won't it make the situation worse if he is sent somewhere else?"
However, the old man shook his head and said.
"Your Holiness, the way the Saint looks like now is caused by psychological problems. She has suppressed her negative emotions in her heart. Now she only behaves irritable and irritable. But if this goes by, I'm afraid it's going to be a big problem.
So it's better to let the saint go to that place, kill her, and let her vent, maybe it will be of some help to her.
As for that. Regarding the safety of the saint, the Pope can just say hello to the owner there in advance.”
After listening to the old man's analysis, Qian Xunji felt that this was a good idea. Now he had no other options but to use the dead horse as a live doctor.
He nodded subconsciously, and then walked towards the manor.
"I told you to get lost! Didn't you hear clearly? How dare you come to die?"
As the door creaked, Bibi Dong looked back instantly, with a ferocious look on his face. The eyes were scarlet, as if they were ferocious beasts that wanted to choose people and devour them.
But after seeing clearly who was coming, Bibi Dong's face became suffocated.
"It turns out to be teacher, sit down wherever you want, just like you're at home."
After saying this in a half-hearted voice, Bibi Dong lay back on the sofa again and took a swig of wine.
Looking at the messed up ground, Qian Xunji didn't know where to sit for a while, frowning, then sighed and said.
"Dong'er, there is a place you need to go to recently."
"Teacher, I have been feeling unwell recently and cannot go out."
Bibi Dong subconsciously refused.
"You have to go this time. Why don't you even listen to the teacher's words now?"
Qian Xunji has a tough attitude, with a tone that cannot be refused in his voice. .
Bibi Dong sighed inwardly when he heard this, then put down the wine glass in his hand and nodded.
"Okay, teacher, where do you want me to go?"
"The city of killing!"
(End of this chapter)