Among the three, the leader Ye Zhiqiu didn't know him, but the two Contras beside him were still familiar to Ye Zhiqiu.

Isn't this the Ghost Douluo Guimei and Ju Douluo Yueguan? No, they don't seem to have a title yet, and their faces are a little younger than the Ghost Chrysanthemum Shuang Douluo they have seen. They are probably just 27 or 28 years old now.

"Okay...so handsome..."

When Ye Zhiqiu was stunned, there was a soft whisper next to him. Ye Zhiqiu's conditioned eyes turned away, and the young girl's appearance suddenly made Ye Zhiqiu startled.

This is...Bibi Dong?

The scene in front of him gave him a somewhat absurd conjecture, but he was still not sure, and he needed to verify it himself.

Ye Zhiqiu glanced back and forth over the four of them, and finally settled on the middle-aged man who was the lead, and asked with a calm expression: "If I'm right, you are the Pope Qian Xun Ji in the Spirit Hall?"

The middle-aged man in the lead had not spoken yet, the Yueguan beside him took a step, coldly staring at Ye Zhiqiu, and said in a dark tone: "Bold~The Pope’s name is also something you can call directly?"

"Roar~"

The Holy Light Splitting Heavenly Phenomenon saw these people still chatting in front of them, and couldn't bear it on the spot. Where did you take me? Do you look down on me?

It immediately took a "boom boom boom" pace, like a bulldozer, rushing to the three closest to itself.

"Alert!" The leading middle-aged man yelled softly, and the Seraphim Martial Spirit appeared behind him, the milky white spirit power shining in all directions, and the noble and holy spirit permeated the court.

Seraphim Martial Soul, it seemed that Qianxunji was right.

Ye Zhiqiu became more sure of his conjecture.

He felt that he probably didn't know why, accidentally came to the timeline before Douluo Continent.

In this case, the sense of rejection between the day and the earth would make sense. Relative to this world, he was an outsider.

Heaven and Earth reject him, this is because the rules of the world fear that he will do things that will affect the trajectory of history and protect himself.

Ye Zhiqiu suspected that if it were not for his strong strength, he would be directly excluded from this timeline by the rules of the world, and it would be difficult to even resist it.

As for where he would go after being rejected, Ye Zhiqiu didn't know.

It stands to reason that when he comes to the previous timeline, he had better not change anything here. Although every world has a power to repair historical trajectories, this power is also limited and impossible. Anything can be repaired.

For example, if he has gone to destroy the Spirit Hall of this timeline now, his own timeline must not exist in the Spirit Hall, and the people involved will also disappear.

At that time, other organizations may appear, such as the Seven Treasure Hall, Haotian Hall, etc., but there will certainly not be Wuhun Hall.

This is the power of the world to repair. If history is missing a corner, if it is irretrievable, one can only use another corner to make up for this more important corner.

But what if it only changes slightly? Ye Zhiqiu thinks it is feasible.

Let him let the things happen in Douluo's original work, Ye Zhiqiu couldn't do it. Of course, he didn't want to kill Chihiro Ji directly, otherwise Qian Renxue would just disappear directly?

So Ye Zhiqiu felt that he had to think of a surefire solution.

Not far in front of them, the three Qian Xun Ji were fighting with the Holy Light Splitting Celestial Phenomenon.

Ye Zhiqiu stood quietly, looking like he was watching the battle quietly, but in fact his thoughts were flying in his mind, and scenes of things that he didn't care about were constantly flashing past, but the reflection at this time gave him a lot of touch. .

Qian Renxue once said that her mother was not Bibi Dong.

In the pavilion of the East Side Hall of Wuhun City, Bibi Dong was sad for one person, and she seemed to be waiting for someone, but that person never came.

So, is she waiting for herself?

Ye Zhiqiu recalled these things at this moment, and some things that he didn't understand at the beginning, suddenly came through, and there was a sense of seeing that it was.

Now Ye Zhiqiu, after absorbing the high-level fairy human body, not only has his physique changed greatly, but his face has become more beautiful and handsome than before, and his long dark purple hair is also full of fluorescent light. Does Bibi Dong seem to be forgiven for not recognizing him when he is accepted as an apprentice in the future?

But thinking like this always feels too narcissistic, what if the person she is waiting for is not herself?

Ye Zhiqiu's eyes condensed, and he secretly made a decision in his heart, no matter whether she was waiting for him or not, let him become himself.

There was a certain figure in his mind, and Ye Zhiqiu's eyes from outside also couldn't help but looked at her.

Bibi Dong now looks a bit taller than Bibi Dong after eating the fairy grass, and her face is a little more mature. Ye Zhiqiu estimated that her age was either sixteen or seventeen.

Although the appearance looks a bit more mature ~lightnovelpub.net~, the eyes are completely incomparable.

One is clear with a trace of innocence and calmness, the other is steady and mature looking at the vicissitudes of the world, but the general appearance is a kind of personality.

Ye Zhiqiu smiled at her slightly, like the warm sun in winter, the grasses and trees of the entire Star Dou Great Forest are pulsing slightly for his smile at this moment, converging a kind of music that belongs only to nature, and the beautiful music lingers in the sky and the earth. .

Ye Zhiqiu did not reveal any laws of life, but as the **** of life, plants in nature would naturally fall for him and share his joy and sorrow.

People are all over the country with a smile, and his smile, it is this great forest of stars that fall for him.

"Really...good-looking..." Bibi Dong looked up at him slightly, she felt that this person's smile seemed to have a magical power, and she was almost fascinated by herself. After a brief silence, Bibi Dong blushed on both cheeks and shook his head quickly.

As the contemporary saint of Wuhun Temple, Bibi Dong is still very arrogant, and most people can't get her eyes at all. It is easy to talk a few words, but it is difficult to make friends.

Of course, her personality at this time was not as indifferent as she would treat outsiders decades later, instead she was a more lively and arrogant type, somewhat like the Huo Wu that Ye Zhiqiu had seen twice. But she was much more sensible than Huo Wu. Her teacher hunted down the spirit ring in the distance, and she stayed here quietly, without going over to make trouble. This is what Bibi Dong is now.

"The word "good-looking" is not very appropriate to describe a man. If you remember, you should say that you are handsome or really handsome, you know.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't know when he came to Bibi Dong from the top of the big tree next door, and he put his left hand on the trunk of her back, leaned close to his cheek and corrected with a light smile.

The blush of Bibi Dong who was slammed by Ye Zhiqiushu's cheeks immediately came up again, looking very cute.