"Small-minded, ha."
Left alone in this foggy purple space, looking at the position where Bibi Dong was standing just now, Rakshasa curled his lips in displeasure.
Who wants to be a petty person? This mess was left to me.
"Sure enough, there is no good thing in Qianjia."
Rakshasa grinded his teeth secretly when he thought that Bibi Dong could have a connection with the evil god king, and that the little girl from Qianjia had a part in it.
"The small ones are crooked, and the big ones are wilted."
A curtain of light rose out of thin air in front of Rakshasa, and the picture presented in this curtain of light was exactly that of mother and daughter lying on the same bed together, embracing each other.
The Rakshasa being held can be clearly seen, and the one holding the person...
Frowning slightly, Rakshasa stretched out his hand and pressed on the light screen, "Why can't I see clearly?"
He adjusted it again in confusion, but the figure was still blurry. She even gradually faded into the light curtain, leaving only the person being held, with his head tilted to the side, leaning on the air.
It looks weird.
"It's interesting. What did you leave for the little girl?"
Giving up focusing all his attention on the figure that no longer existed, Rakshasa quietly observed his heir.
"Please be more careful, this makes me sad."
Seeing Bibi Dong suddenly raising his head and facing the light screen with sharp eyes, Rakshasa raised an eyebrow and raised his hand to remove the light screen.
"It's time to go back, but we can't let Shura catch us at this juncture."
After muttering something to himself, Rakshasa snapped his fingers and withdrew his spiritual thought.
The second-level god under his command suddenly lost contact, and the matter was reported to the God Realm Committee. You don't need to think about it to know that Shura is not in the mood to go to the temple at the moment, and Rakshasa has no interest in rushing to find it.<
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"It's better to let me relax for a while. I'd better wait for Birdman to deal with the problems she caused. I'm not a very kind person."
"Mom?"
Seeing that Bibi Dong didn't reply, but just stared at her with a strange look, Qian Renxue didn't understand why, she looked down at her body, and then reached out to touch her face.
There’s not much else. What’s wrong with mom?
Doubtful in her heart, Qian Renxue tentatively held the person in her arms, letting Bibi Dong lean on her shoulder, and caressing Bibi Dong's back again and again with one hand.
I am really haunted by the dream, why do I look so blank?
He kissed Bibi Dong's forehead, and when Bibi Dong raised his eyes to look over, he lowered his head and pressed it against Bibi Dong's ear, whispering comfort.
"Bald Angel..."
Looking over Qian Renxue's shoulders, Bibi Dong looked at Qian Renxue's now empty back, and clasped her hands twice in her arms.
Rakshasa is not a good-tempered god.
After hearing Rakshasa claiming that he was a narrow-minded person, the anger in Bibi Dong's heart suddenly choked up. Why did he suddenly become so confident?
"Go back and tell that little girl from Qianjia not to jump too much. Does she know what peace of mind is and what honesty means?"
"That girl really can't listen, right?"
"I don't need the existence of variables. Do you think they will agree to the existence of her variable?"
"I don't know how she escaped alive from a second-level god this time, but she'd better not drift away again because of this, which means they don't have time now, otherwise..."
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Smiling evilly at Bibi Dong, Rakshasa pointed at himself.
"I'm telling you, they don't even need to take action. I'll send down a spiritual thought first, and I'll rip off her wings first. I'll see if she can still fly."
"Don't expect me to be a fool for the sake of the little girl from the Angel family."
What a contradiction. The anger in her heart gradually dissipated. Bibi Dong looked at the Rakshasa chattering in front of her and commented secretly.
Is Rakshasa a talkative person? She asked herself in her mind, and then she became confused again. Bibi Dong herself didn’t know.
At least in the past days, Bibi Dong had never seen Rakshasa say so many words at once. Even when angels were involved, she only said a few words, unlike now.
Rakshasa should be mysterious, evil, good at confusing people's hearts, and seductive and depraved.
Bibi Dong has always defined Rakshasa in this way. But now, there seems to be something wrong with this definition.
There are also factions in the divine world. But which faction does Rakshasa belong to?
Every sentence is a warning, every word is a warning.
Bibi Dong couldn't figure it out. When she came back from her scattered thoughts, Bibi Dong was startled by the pair of dark eyes in front of her. When did Rakshasa come to her side again?
"You're not listening to me?"
Shaking her head helplessly, Bibi Dong took two steps back, farther away from Rakshasa.
"You'd better listen to me. After all, I'm petty. If I find that you still turn a deaf ear to my words, that little girl will be bald."
Bald...
The corner of my mouth couldn't help but twitch, an angel without feathers on its wings...
She couldn't imagine such a scene, but there was more pity in Bibi Dong's eyes when she looked at Qian Renxue. She didn't think that this person of hers would listen to her.
Bald angel? Qian Renxue’s eyes twitched, and she glanced at Bibi Dong suspiciously.
Did I hear it wrong, or did my mother really speak just now?
Staring at those red lips, Qian Renxue thought uncertainly.
"Mom, do you want to see my wings?"
Qian Renxue thought for a while and then tentatively spoke.
Seeing that Bibi Dong didn't answer, Qian Renxue just took it as her acquiescence. Golden light lit up from Qian Renxue's body, the wings on her back stretched out, and some golden feathers floated away.
One of them fell dangling in Bibi Dong's palm. She picked up the golden feather and looked at the feathers scattered all over her bed. The pity in Bibi Dong's eyes suddenly disappeared.
Just wait until you are bald, it will be good.
"These are all transformed with my soul power."
Thinking that Bibi Dong cared about these golden feathers, Qian Renxue explained in a low voice, and at the same time took these golden feathers back into her body.
Looking back at Qian Renxue in confusion, Qian Renxue had no choice but to lean into Bibi Dong’s ear and explain sheepishly that this was a habit.
Just after she finished explaining, Qian Renxue's expression suddenly changed. She folded her wings forward and enclosed Bibi Dong in her wings. She put one hand on Bibi Dong's head and the other on Bibi Dong's waist, pulling her back.
He took it into his arms.
Qian Renxue looked around cautiously. Someone was peeping here. Although she saw nothing, Qian Renxue believed what she felt in her heart.
Before Bibi Dong could ask Qian Renxue about her intention, her face also darkened.
This familiar sense of peeping.
Leaving Qian Renxue's grasp, Bibi Dong raised her head, stretched out her hand to press down the wings blocking her eyes, and looked forward with sharp eyes.
This chapter has been completed!