Chapter 22 You are all my good sisters

Chapter 22 You are all my good sisters~

Being a chess player is a joyful thing; but being a chess piece will make you feel depressed and uncomfortable no matter what.

Wang Zhao has always looked at the entire Douluo world from a "God's perspective" and an "outsider" perspective.

Even if he is cautious again, it is actually difficult to completely eliminate the consciousness of being a time traveler. The reason is very simple, it is just that he knows everything from the past to the present, and it has always been as he expected.

That's why he was able to start planning for his entire life very early, and every step of the plan was 98% guaranteed not to cause any accidents even in this real world.

He is very confident about this.

But what if...

Had there been unexpected surprises in this world earlier that he could not foresee?

If Wang Zhao's story is also a novel, then does the plot definitely start from the moment he awakens his martial spirit?

This is not necessarily the case.

Therefore, at this moment, he could no longer remain calm...

As for the matter of traveling through the Douluo Continent, it was actually a question he had always avoided.

However, this thought at this moment made him have to pay attention to this issue again.

"But, is it really useful to pay attention to this now?"

Seemingly feeling a little uncomfortable, Wang Zhao couldn't help but refute himself.

He is just a level 14 soul master.

What can he do?

It's better not to think about things that are too illusory and to improve your strength first.

in this way.

Feeling the soul power really existing in his body, he didn't bother to think so much anymore.

But having said that, the plan in Wang Zhao's mind did not become empty because of this. Instead, he continued to think about changes in his strategy in the future. After all, it would be a fool's behavior to do that.

For example, the so-called philosophy and theology in the previous life was just to help people see life, nothing more. Otherwise, if you think too much, the Buddha will say that you are "attached to the image" and are stubborn!

What should be done, what should be done~

After Wang Zhao chose not to consider the secret of his time travel for the time being, he then thought about it.

Suppose that the entire Douluo world is the story and legend of the gods weaving everything.

Originally, the story was about a Shura god who grew up to be selfless, pure, bright and upright, and finally judged the evil Rakshasa god and the angel god who had different ideas.

Then, the new Shura God and his companions all achieved the status of gods and went to the divine world to enjoy eternal happiness.

Only a good story and legend of "Seven Monsters" is left in the mortal world.

So from now on...

It is even possible that the story has changed since the distant past——

Is it possible that the Rakshasa God gave up on Bibi Dong for some reason? !

Wang Zhao's eyes suddenly lit up, and he felt that he had discovered a bright spot, oh no, it was a blind spot.

…

Although Wang Zhao and Bibi Dong had their own thoughts and thought so much, in reality they were only silent for a short time.

At this time, Bibi Dong quietly approached Wang Zhao again, covered his little head with one hand, and at the same time squinted her eyes and asked with a bit of questioning:

"You kid, how on earth do you think of so many things?"

What she was referring to was, of course, this cheap student's opinion on the possibility of "Her Royal Highness" inheriting the position of Pope.

Is this what he can and should think of?

"Hey, sister Dong'er, you know that I just want to concentrate on reading and practicing."

Wang Zhao scratched his head and said with a smile.

"But if you encounter too many troubles, I will also be very distressed."

He knew very well that because of this trial, his persona of "a somewhat clever and innocent child" seemed to have collapsed a bit.

But he didn't regret it, because the results of the trial made the real world of Douluo become clearer in his mind, so it was worth it.

I just hope that Bibi Dong won't press forward every step of the way and make it too difficult for him.

Who knows...

"You, what do you mean, what does it have to do with you that I'm in trouble?"

Bibi Dong looked slightly embarrassed.

Wang Zhao: "???"

Woman, what are you thinking?

He recalled what he had just said, and then he realized that the meaning expressed in the words seemed a little ambiguous.

After all, he was not a straight man. Seeing Bibi Dong's appearance, he quickly figured out the reason...

That's weird.

Hello! Look carefully and see clearly that the person standing in front of you is a seven-year-old kid!

Don’t be so love-minded if you’re in love.

Bibi Dong also felt a little strange at this time.

Of course she is not blind and cannot see clearly the appearance of this little kid Wang Zhao.

only……

When Wang Zhao expressed that he just wanted to concentrate on reading, he was also willing to share his worries with him.

Wang Zhao seemed to have a filter in her heart.

Fortunately, Wang Zhao didn't know what Bibi Dong was thinking, otherwise, he would definitely know his name:

Xiaogang filter.

Or...

Master filter!

Of course, compared with a certain big movie in reality, this is a beautiful fantasy and an optimized version.

This hopelessly stupid woman!

"Because you are my teacher and my sister Dong'er."

Despite this, Wang Zhao still smiled and said warmly.

Without him, although Bibi Dong's love brain is worthy of ridicule, it does not mean that it is not worthy of love.

Who really doesn’t like love brain?

It's just because the love partner of the love brain is not myself.

At this time, Wang Zhao suddenly had a bold idea in his mind.

However, he quickly suppressed it.

Although Bibi Dong, who had not yet become the Pope of the Spirit Hall, seemed to him to be very easy to fool, and it would be no problem to deceive her into giving birth to 5 children...

But he would not do that.

Because, that would be too shameless.

It was not that he was pretending, but Bibi Dong was his benefactor anyway. Without Bibi Dong, he would not be who he is now.

Even if he had any ideas, he would have to wait until later.

What's more, Wang Zhao was really just a little peanut now, and he was powerless!

"Dong'er... Sister..."

At this time, Bibi Dong murmured, and then couldn't help laughing.

"If I say that my name is not Wang Dong'er, but Bibi Dong..."

"Since they are both called 'Dong', then you are still my sister Dong'er!"

As he said this, Wang Zhao noticed a woman who had been silent all the time, and he mentioned it again:

"And sister Die..."

"You are all my good sisters!"

"Puff~"

Hearing this, even someone as dull as Die couldn't help laughing out loud.

Bibi Dong was the same.

However, when she saw Die's expression that was about to return to seriousness, she suddenly reached out her hand to hold her snow-white neck, and the two bodies pressed together, and then whispered a joke.

Die's cheeks blushed from time to time, and her movements gradually became flustered, with a cute look of being at a loss.

This made Wang Zhao, who was standing alone, couldn't help but stare straight, thinking:

What are you doing?

It's too much!

If you have the guts, come at me!