Chapter 213 The dumplings are delicious

Ye Feng held Bibi Dong's hands and replied, "I'm just helping you."

"You're not helping, you're stopping me." Bibi Dong threw away Ye Feng's hand angrily.

"No, I'm just helping you." Ye Feng argued.

"You are being unreasonable."

"Dong'er, let me ask you. What is it that ruined you?"

"Who else could it be? That beast. And the power of Qianjia."

"No. You are wrong. It is the system of this society that has ruined you. What you should hate is not just Chihiroji, but the system of this society. As long as there are nobility in this society, everything in the society will be dominated by the big families. , then there will be people with the same tragic fate as you. As long as the lives of ordinary people are not taken seriously; as long as the laws of this society still serve the nobility; as long as the general public has no say in society, then there will be a third one. The second Bibi Dong, the third Bibi Dong, the fourth Bibi Dong... Therefore, what you should hate is not just Qian Xunji, nor Qianjia, nor the soul master world, but the mechanism of this society. "Ye Feng. replied in detail.

"As long as the lives of ordinary people are not taken seriously, as long as the laws of this society still serve the nobility, and as long as the ordinary people have no say in society, then there will be a second me, a third me, and a fourth me. I...?" Bibi Dong repeated in a whisper. He fell into deep thought, wondering whether Ye Feng's words made sense.

"Yeah." Ye Feng nodded.

Ye Feng did not disturb Bibi Dong because he knew that Bibi Dong needed time to digest what he said.

Bibi Dong felt that Ye Feng's words were right.

She felt that if the law could be effective and not only serve some people, but especially the nobles, then Qian Xunji would be punished by the law even if he tarnished her.

In the final analysis, the birth of her tragic past was caused by this problematic social mechanism.

Bibi Dong thought for a while, turned around, stared at Ye Feng, and asked, "Are you willing to help me?"

"As long as you don't take the initiative to destroy the Qibao Glazed Sect, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, or start a war, I am willing to help you. I will do my best to build a healthier, harmonious, and happier society." Ye Feng replied in a serious tone. Holding Bibi Dong.

"If we don't start a war, will those nobles, those sects, especially the two empires agree?" Bibi Dong asked questioningly.

If Ye Feng wants to reform, that would be a revolution. The nobles, sects and two empires must be killed.

As you can imagine, they will never agree. Therefore, war is the only means to achieve the goal.

Bibi Dong felt that it was completely impossible to change the mechanism of this society without starting a war. This is impossible.

"Be polite before fighting. If they don't agree, then we can only start a war. However, I still hope to minimize the damage caused to living beings. It is best, it is best to wait until you and I become gods before realizing this dream "Ye Feng said.

"Yeah." Bibi Dong nodded in agreement.

After all, she is still the saint she once was. After all, she is still kind at heart.

Bibi Dong finally accepted Ye Feng's request and did not launch the soul-killing operation. He stared at Ye Feng, paused, and asked, "Do you dislike me now?"

"Why do I dislike you?" Ye Feng asked doubtfully.

"You dislike my unclean body." Bibi Dong lowered his head, feeling out of breath and not daring to look into Ye Feng's eyes.

Ye Feng was stunned for a moment. He stretched out his hand and flicked Bibi Dong's forehead.

"Ouch."

Bibi Dong touched her painful forehead and looked at Ye Feng sadly.

"Dong'er, have you heard this sentence?" Ye Feng asked.

"What words?" Bibi Dong asked doubtfully.

"It's not as delicious as dumplings, but it's not as delicious as my sister-in-law. Just because you were someone else's wife, it makes men feel more energetic." Ye Feng said with a wicked smile.

"Well!"

Bibi Dong was stunned and stared at Ye Feng.

"Do you think I will still dislike you now?" Ye Feng stretched out his fingers playfully and lifted Bibi Dong's chin. He smiled evilly and said: "What's more, you are still so good-looking. You can use four words to describe it: you still have charm. You are no less than a young girl of seventeen or eighteen years old."

"Thank you." Bibi Dong smiled happily.

A woman should look good to those who please her.

Bibi Dong said that she is not exempt from vulgarity.

She paused, thinking of what Ye Feng had just said, she was startled, and laughed and cursed: "Wow, it turns out you are so bad. You actually like to take wives! Peeping at other people's wives!"

"Hehe~"

Ye Feng did not hide it and smiled proudly: "Men know everything. What's more, men are not bad and women are not in love. Between you and me, you love me and I love you. Who can say anything? You say yes "?"

As Ye Feng spoke, he hugged Bibi Dong into his arms. While Bibi Dong was stunned, his lips were already attacking Bibi Dong's pretty face.

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Outside the Pope's Palace, Ju Douluo Yueguan, Ghost Douluo Ghost, Hu Liena, Xieyue, Yan, Flanders, Kendao Chenxin, Ning Fengzhi, Xiao Wu and others were waiting outside for a long time. Some of them put their ears to the door, but could not hear any movement inside. Instead, I could faintly hear the sound of breathing.

"What are they doing inside?" Ghost Douluo asked ghostly, pressing his ear against the moon gate of the door.

"I can't tell." Ju Douluo Yue Guan frowned, looked at Xiao Wu, and asked: "Let me ask you, what did the Pope say to you inside? She and Ye Feng have been inside for so long, why don't they have anything? movement?"

"You can ask her what I said to her later." Xiao Wu said coldly.

"What are she and Ye Feng doing in there?" Ju Douluo Yue Guan continued to ask with concern.

"I don't know. Ye Feng said he had something to talk to her about alone." Xiao Wu answered truthfully.

"Why is there no movement in half an hour?" Ju Douluo Yue Guan questioned.

"How should I know?" Xiao Wu glared at Ju Douluo Yue Guan.

Just at this time, Bibi Dong's voice came from the hall.

"Stop arguing, come in."

Ju Douluo Yue Guan, Ghost Douluo Gui Mei, Hu Liena, Xie Yue, Yan, Jian Dao Chen Xin, Ning Feng Zhi and others all walked into the Pope's Palace.

In the hall of the Pope's Palace, Bibi Dong sat on the throne with seven steps. Ye Feng stood at the bottom of the steps.

Everyone looked at Bibi Dong and Ye Feng.

There was a strand of messy hair on Bibi Dong's forehead, and Ye Feng was dressed neatly. Bibi Dong's face was flushed, but Ye Feng's mouth was always filled with a satisfied arc.

"Ye Feng, everyone is here. I'll leave all eleven of them to you." Bibi Dong smiled.

"What, Dong'er? What do you mean? I'll leave all eleven of them to me?" Ye Feng was stunned, and glanced at Hu Liena, Xie Yue, Yan, Zhang Ping, Xu Yu and other eleven contestants from the Spirit Hall Academy.