Douluo: Mecha Martial Spirit, starting contract with Xiao Wu

Chapter 335: Is there going to be a sequel to the comic strip?
"Yawn~"

The next morning, Zhu Zhuqing rushed out of the room, followed by Ye Qiu, who yawned as soon as he stepped out of the door.

Stretching comfortably, he rubbed his sleepy face, opened his slightly dim black eyes, and looked up at the sky.

The rising sun is high in the sky, and the time for cultivating the Purple Demon Eyes has long passed.

"It's okay. I'm finally ready."

Ye Qiu looked at the thick envelope in his hand, weighed it twice, and showed a satisfied smile on his face.

This is a comic book that he spent most of the night drawing and binding.

Just after breakfast, he can send it to the store and send Qian Renxue an answer sheet that will definitely satisfy her.

"Ye Qiu, come and have breakfast."

Zhu Zhuqing's shy urging accompanied by the fresh morning breeze surrounded Ye Qiu.

"Well, here we come."

Ye Qiu put the things in his hands into the soul guide and walked towards the courtyard.

Wuhun Palace works extremely efficiently.

The stone table in the courtyard that was originally split by the evil moon has been replaced with a new one, and the defective stone slabs on the ground have also been replaced.

Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing were sitting at the table with different expressions.

The kitten's face was crimson, and her clothes were a little wrinkled. She was raising her hand to smooth the generous paw prints. When she asked Ye Qiu to get up, the kitten touched the muzzle and let him stroke it twice.

The little rabbit raised its mouth and gnawed the carrot angrily, as if the carrot in its hand was Xiaoqiu, and its round and big scarlet eyes were full of resentment.
Last night, her harelips were numb, and she didn't even receive a single compliment. Ye Qiu didn't even look at her, only painting that vixen with a bad face.

Fortunately, Ye Qiu couldn't bear to see her alone in an empty bed, so he prepared hot milk for her to help her sleep, allowing her to have a contented sleep.

"Little rabbit, why is your mouth raised so high?"

"嘤咛~"

Ye Qiu smiled and sat next to Xiao Wu, put his arms around the soft waist, pursed his pouty red lips, and gently licked her lips.

"Hum, Sister Xiaowu, I'm happy."

The little rabbit snorted softly, narrowed his eyes with a smile, and gently cupped Ye Qiu's chest.

Xiao Wu and Ye Qiu were already accustomed to being coaxed, so they took out the candy and put it in her mouth, then pushed her away with a little force.

"Okay, Zhuqing, let's start dinner."

Ye Qiu chuckled, picked up the chopsticks and gave Zhu Zhuqing a piece of tender fish belly.

"Ah."

Zhu Zhuqing nodded slightly, with a gentle face, and started to enjoy breakfast with Ye Qiu.

Had breakfast.

Ye Qiu planned to go to the streets of Wuhun City and mail the letter in his hand.

Just stepped out of the courtyard door.

Then he noticed a black stream of light streaking towards this side in the direction of the Pope's Palace.

The kind of soul power that belongs to the level of a titled Douluo.
Ye Qiu couldn't help but frown, retracted his steps, turned around and looked at the roof.

He saluted slightly and said:
"Junior Ye Qiu has met the ghost elder."

Ye Qiu's voice made Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu put down what they were doing and salute and greet the sky.

"I have met Your Majesty."

"Ah."

Ghost Douluo's extremely hoarse voice came out from under the cloak filled with black mist. His body exuded the aura of death, and his figure was illusory. He lived up to his name.

"Little guy, you are really brave."

Before Ye Qiu could ask, Ghost Douluo sighed and directly explained his purpose.

"The Pope has summoned you, hurry up. Be gentle later."

Hear the words.

Ye Qiu couldn't help but be startled, then he felt relieved, smiled and nodded slightly:
"Thank you, elder, for reminding me. Ye Qiu understands."

"As long as you know."

Before he finished speaking, there were only wisps of black mist left on the roof, and Ghost Douluo was nowhere to be seen.

Xiao Wu hurried over and said nervously: "Xiao Qiu, what did that woman ask us to come over for? Isn't she trying to stand up for those three guys yesterday?"

"I think it should be about the same."

Ye Qiu smiled and pinched his chin.

Ghost Douluo's last reminder didn't worry him too much, not to mention that he was now a genius in Wuhun Hall, the top one, and a small willfulness was not a big deal.

Zhu Zhuqing untied the weight on his legs and quickly came to Ye Qiu's side.

He asked in confusion: "Ye Qiu, what does your Majesty mean when you say 'be gentle'?"

"Haha. Maybe they are unconvinced and want to fight us? Don't think too much, you will know when you get there."

Ye Qiu said with a smile, gently hugged Zhu Zhuqing into his arms, rubbed his buttocks, patted her, and walked outside with the two girls in his arms. "Okay, let's go and put on the medal we won yesterday."

"Ah."

Zhu Zhuqing rolled her eyes at Ye Qiu shyly, hugged his arm and sent him into the ditch.

Xiao Wu took out the medal, put it on Ye Qiu's hand, pressed it on his chest, and said delicately:
"Xiaoqiu. Help Sister Xiaowu put it on."

"Okay~"

Ye Qiu shook his head helplessly, and had no choice but to work hard and put it on her properly.

Zhu Zhuqing took the opportunity to put on his own, but he still couldn't escape Ye Qiu's words of "not wearing it properly", and Ye Qiu personally grabbed the soft flesh, took it off, and put it back on again. The little kitten bit her red lips and let him handle it, and obediently put on the Purple Record Medal for Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu first took the two girls and pretended to go shopping, delivered the letter to the store, and took out the envelope from the last letter from Qian Renxue as a souvenir of the joint exchange.
After handing over the letter, Ye Qiu took the two girls and hurried to the Pope's Palace.

The Pope's Palace at this time was much more lively than last time.

Bibi Dong sat on the throne in the palace, resting his head lazily and taking a nap.

On both sides of the main hall below
Three titled Douluo, Ju, Gui, and Lingyuan, stood respectively.

And the recovered golden generation, Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan.

Ye Qiu took Xiao Wu and the two girls into the main hall, and the slight sound of footsteps broke the peace of the main hall.

The three titled Douluo looked normal.

Yan and Xie Yue looked at the Purple Record Medal on Ye Qiu's chest and couldn't help but lower their heads in shame, and then turned into resentment. Today was the day to avenge shame!

Hu Liena gritted her teeth and looked at Ye Qiu, her eyes already starting to turn red. She was filled with hatred and cruelty, as well as the slightest bit of excitement, wanting to smash Ye Qiu's face and kick her balls into pieces.

Ye Qiu glanced at Hu Liena and the others casually, taking in all their expressions.

If they can appear here, Ye Qiu can be sure of what will happen next.
Does this vixen have a bad brain?

Or is it because Bibi Dong didn't tell her the truth?

It seemed that he had sent his comic strip a little early, so he could make a sequel. But thinking of Ghost Douluo's reminder, Ye Qiu gave up the idea of ​​a sequel.

Put away that thought.

Anyway, what can be determined is that this wave has stabilized, and the advantage is definitely within itself.

He greeted Bibi Dong, who was looking up at him with his eyes closed, and said:

"Ye Qiu. I have met His Majesty the Pope."

Xiao Wu stayed close to Ye Qiu, followed closely by Zhu Zhuqing, and slightly saluted Bibi Dong.

"Um"

The voice is not loud, but it does not lose its majesty.

Bibi Dong slowly opened her eyes and looked down at Ye Qiu and the others.

He saw Xiao Wu who was shrinking.

She no longer felt strange, and the lazy voice gradually became calm and sober.

He seemed to be taking a test and asked: "Do you know what I want to see you for?"

"It should be related to these three colleagues."

Ye Qiu nodded slightly and looked at Hu Liena and the others with his black eyes.

"Oh?"

Bibi Dong had a bit of surprise in her eyes.

Seeing the Purple Record Medal on Ye Qiu's chest, Bibi Dong's eyes flashed with a smile.

This kid.
It's really interesting that he can be so calm even though he knows it's related to yesterday's conflict, and dares to come here with the Purple Record Medal to provoke.

"You are better than I thought. You are bold and smart."

"The Pope praises you greatly."

Ye Qiu lowered his head slightly and raised his eyebrows at Hu Liena with a playful expression.

Hearing Bibi Dong's praise for Ye Qiu.
Hu Liena, who was already feeling uncomfortable, could not stand his provocation, and she immediately became so angry that she shouted angrily:
"You bastard!"

"presumptuous!"

Bibi Dong roared angrily, stabbing the ground with the staff in her hand, and invisible pressure swept over her.

"Teacher, this bastard him"

Hu Liena pointed at Ye Qiu and wanted to explain something, but was interrupted by Bibi Dong's cold voice.

"Do you still think of me as a teacher?"

Seeing the disappointment in Bibi Dong's eyes, Hu Liena's heart tightened and she hurriedly knelt down on one knee.

He lowered his head and said, "Teacher, Nana doesn't dare."

　I wish you all a happy life!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)