Douluo's opening confession to the female pope

Chapter 116 Rakshasa God

Bibi Dong's cultivation had recovered to level 97, but she couldn't go any higher.

Because it is subject to the influence of the Rakshasa God assessment.

Moreover, in the year of eagerness for success, although the speed of cultivation has increased rapidly, it will inevitably leave hidden dangers.

Bibi Dong looked at the Eight Petal Immortal Orchid with brilliant eyes, then at Lin Langtian who was hugging her tightly, raised her eyebrows, and said angrily: "You still want to let me go?"

"No, just absorb it like this." Lin Langtian said firmly.

Seemingly ruthless but coquettish, he rolled Lin Langtian's eyes, Bibi Dong couldn't convince him, so he simply absorbed the eight-petal fairy orchid, thinking to himself: Let him indulge for a while.

In fact, Bibi Dong doesn't reject intimate contact at all, and even enjoys physical pleasure.

After all, the two already had a skin-to-skin relationship.

However, Bibi Dong still has the dignity of being a teacher and the pope, and she doesn't want to be manipulated by Lin Langtian, but in terms of love, she really knows very little, and Lin Langtian always takes the initiative.

In just one year, Bibi Dong's mentality has undergone an earth-shaking change.

From the beginning when she was only perfunctory to Lin Langtian, until she was awakened by the old fortune teller's compliments, she realized that Lin Langtian had long occupied her heart.

His bold confession, domineering snatching of kisses, heartbeat in the busy city, rejection of Qian Daoliu's solicitation, perfect harmony...

One picture after another flashed in Bibi Dong's mind.

The corners of her delicate mouth curled up slightly.

The fluctuations of the soul power on his body also became peaceful, and the aura of Rakshasa God that was stained on it was gradually stripped away... Bibi Dong's body exuded the unique fragrance of the eight-petal fairy orchid, and a faint white mist emerged from the surface of the skin.

Lin Langtian gently hugged the fragrant Bibi Dong, looking at that glamorous and pretty face, he felt a burst of satisfaction in his heart.

The noble and glamorous beauty showed a static and weak beauty at this time.

It was true, the first half of her life was really too bitter.

She has been trapped in mad hatred, if Lin Langtian hadn't pulled her out of the abyss and destroyed her state of mind, there might never be Bibi Dong as a human being in the world.

It was Bibi Dong, the indifferent and insane Rakshasa God.

Lin Langtian was even more aware that Bibi Dong at this time was like a prisoner who had stepped out of a cage, full of hope for everything, and what she was most looking forward to was the love between the two.

After the experience, it will not be as easy to "fiddle with" as it is now.

To give an inappropriate example, it's like when a child left home for a long time in the previous life, the parents would be overjoyed and doted on them when they first came back home, but after getting along for a while, they would be disgusted by the parents.

There are also some similarities in the love between the two.

Therefore, Lin Langtian should take advantage of the fact that she is not yet familiar with her, and quickly draw closer to her, and it is best to have a breakthrough.

It's not just limited to foot kisses and the like.

"..." Ah Yin, who was left out in the cold, saw Lin Langtian and Bibi Dong's crooked scene, not feeling embarrassed, but rather jealous. She was also curious to know what it was like.

Moreover, seeing Lin Langtian as the supreme master in his heart, Ah Yin was actually somewhat jealous of Bibi Dong.

But she didn't say much, but tilted her head and stared at Lin Langtian, her eyes were blurred, and she put herself in Bibi Dong's position, her pretty face was pink, and she could only feel her heart beating.

After a long time, the white mist around Bibi Dong gradually dissipated.

He showed a more supple and pretty face, as if he was seventeen or eighteen years old, but the majesty of the Pope still remained, youth and nobility, two different temperaments were wonderfully blended.

Bibi Dong's beauty seemed to not belong to this world.

It is possible to drift away at any time.

Lin Langtian smiled slightly, and when Bibi Dong felt his own realm, he gently put on his shoes and socks, and his light-white toes were touched with a layer of pink by his palm.

Bibi Dong's eyelids twitched, but she still didn't wake up.

After putting on the shoes and socks, Lin Langtian picked up Bibi Dong's legs and hugged her horizontally, as if hugging a baby. In the next second, he adjusted her back to lean against his chest.

Holding and separating the slender thighs with both hands, he rotated them 180 degrees, holding his buttocks to face himself.

Those soft and plump thighs clamped Lin Langtian's back.

This posture allows Bibi Dong and Lin Langtian to fit closely together, the distance between their faces is no more than ten centimeters, and they can even feel each other's breath.

"Come out."

After adjusting his posture, Lin Langtian said to the void coldly.

As the voice fell, a black and red light group rushed out from Bibi Dong's back, intertwined in the air, and gradually formed a woman's face, eighty percent similar to Bibi Dong.

However, with her green face and fangs, she exudes a strong and strong evil spirit.

This is the external appearance of Rakshasa.

"Bibi Dong! Who gave you strength when you were in despair? Give you the power to revenge? Is this how you treat this god? If I can make you, I can destroy you!"

Rakshasa roared crazily.

It took tens of thousands of years for Rakshasa God to find a successor who could take his place in the backlash of the god position, but he was about to fall short, so how could he not be angry?
Bibi Dong, who had endured the status of a Rakshasa god for ten years, became crazy and dehumanized.

But the Rakshasa God in front of him has suffered for tens of thousands of years.

"Raksha God? What a pathetic guy." Lin Langtian said coldly.

Consistent with his guess, among the gods in the Douluo World, except for the five main gods derived from the Creator God, the others all cultivated to level [-] the day after tomorrow and obtained scattered "Godheads" to become gods.

Strictly speaking, Lin Langtian's "Final Yan" is a "godhead".

In later generations, the "godheads" scattered in all walks of life are absorbed by the acquired gods one by one, and the soul masters of Douluo Dalu will find it difficult to become gods on their own, and can only rely on inheriting the godhood.

"Bastard! You bastard! It's you, an ant, who ruined the god's good deed!" Raksha God's eyes were about to split.

Looking at the face that looked like Bibi Dong, Lin Langtian frowned and said, "Don't use Dong'er's face. You take the initiative to give up Dong'er's inheritance, and I will help you free yourself from the position of God."

Lin Langtian did not deceive the other party.

All the gods nowadays, whether they are main gods or first-level, second-level, etc., are all derived from the "godhead" of the creator god, and Lin Langtian's "end Yan" is compared with the creator god.

Destroying the godhead of a Rakshasa God is easy.

The Rakshasa God laughed wildly, laughing like a night owl, and his black and red breath was turbulent. Suddenly, he stopped laughing and stared at Lin Langtian with cold eyes:
"You are an ant, what a big tone!"

"Do you think that with the favor of the evil god, you can fight against the god?"

"Also, hahahaha... Bibidong, have you been running away all this time? With your identity, you actually fell in love with your own disciple, Jie Jie Jie who will definitely ruin your reputation if you spread the word!"

Lin Langtian's face suddenly changed drastically, and he could feel that Bibi Dong's delicate body froze at that moment.

(End of this chapter)