Chapter 12 Bloody Chrysanthemum Douluo(1/2)
The powerful momentum is approaching, and a beautiful face is reflected in your eyes.
Lin Feng sat on the straw mat and looked at her.
After not seeing her for six years, she has lost weight, but she is still beautiful.
Bibidong walked out of the darkness.
Unlimited style and outstanding temperament.
Wherever she is, any beauty will lose her luster.
Lin Feng stared at her eyes, his eyes flashing.
Six years have been there.
The tenderness in her eyes disappeared.
There is only cold and indifferent.
She held a scepter in her hand and was filled with a cold breath.
The queen is full of temperament.
At this time, Lin Feng felt that she was the real Pope's crown.
"What's up?"
Bibidong lowered his head and looked at Lin Feng with his gaze at him, his momentum was not weak at all.
She was also secretly looking at Lin Feng.
It's been six years, and it's the first time I've been watching him openly.
He has become handsome.
He was full of the heroic posture of a passionate boy.
Bibidong's mouth curled, and an inexplicable feeling surged in his heart.
The unspeakable feeling made her body tremble.
"Sister Dong."
"Call me the Pope."
Bibidong's eyes glared, and the scepter touched the ground lightly, and a wave of air swept away instantly.
Lin Feng sat on the straw mat and remained motionless.
There are four prison cells around.
The four masters of Heavenly Soul flew backwards in an instant, hitting the wall, and even the ground trembled.
They did not dare to speak, quietly calmed down their breath, and blood oozed from the corners of their mouths.
Bibidong is too terrifying.
This woman is a demon.
Bibidong raised his scepter and was about to touch the ground again.
Lin Feng immediately waved his hand and said helplessly: "I'm calling, can't I call you? Don't torture others."
Lin Feng stood up, straightened his body, and looked respectful.
Bibidong's eyelids twitched, and a strong sense of hatred arose in his heart.
She is against herself for that woman?
Bibidong looked at the next door, and the Thousand-faced Fox was sitting on the ground, regulating his breath.
Another beauty, and she is so young.
This is the person Lin Feng likes!
They have been together for six years and their relationship must be particularly deep.
Bibidong's nose felt sour, and he inexplicably envied her.
"Hmph, let me call you the Pope, no way, unless the sun comes out from the west, I'll spoil."
Lin Feng flashed and walked out of the cell.
Spit on the ground in one mouthful.
Bibi's eyes trembled and gathered on Lin Feng again.
Her heart was inexplicably warmed.
He is indeed not Yu Xiaogang.
Even if she dies, she will not be crowned by the Pope.
"I came here this time and wanted to go out, and she."
"It's not a negotiation!"
Lin Feng pointed at the Thousand-faced Fox, raised his head, and a hint of pride on his face.
For some reason, I saw Bibidong.
He wanted to tease her for no reason.
I simply wanted to tease her alone.
Bibidong looked at the Thousand-Faced Fox again, his eyes trembled: "Lin Feng, are you too much?"
"Not negotiating."
"Lin Feng?"
Bibidong's eyes turned red, and his aura instantly condensed.
Her scepter was raised.
But the next moment, her hand was held by Lin Feng.
There was no momentum, and the surroundings were quiet.
"Release."
Bibidong spit out two words.
With a swing of his wrist, he walked outside.
The guard opened the Thousand Face Fox Cell.
The Thousand-Faced Fox immediately opened his eyes, slipped away, and ran out.
"Let's go!"
"Hmph, I still don't like you."
"It doesn't matter, I don't like you."
Lin Feng hit her head and turned around and chased Bibi Dong.
Lin Feng followed her.
Appreciate her back openly.
It's so beautiful.
His burgundy hair is his favorite.
"Dong'er?"
Lin Feng flashed and appeared beside her.
Bibi's eyes softened instantly, but she didn't say anything.
"I won the bet when I first won, and when there is no one in the future, I will call you Dong'er."
"I'm Bibi Dong and I'm willing to accept the loss."
Her little neck tilted slightly, and a soft smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
But the next moment, Bibidong's small hand was held.
She struggled slightly, but in the end she let him take her.
Neither of them spoke.
This seems to be acquiesced contact.
The Thousand-faced Fox followed behind, his mouth kept swaying.
Do you really think she doesn't exist?
She rolled her eyes, and felt extremely disdainful of the illusory love in her heart.
...
The House of the Pope.
To be continued...