Chapter 143 Bibi Dong has relatives here

[I’m so bored, I really want to doze off. 】

[Sir, what annoys me the most is the talk in this kind of situation. I don’t know if it’s the same as in the previous life. I talked for half an hour at a time. 】

[Xueye spoke for half an hour, Ning Fengzhi spoke for half an hour, and then to Salas for another half hour. In Wuhu, we can just finish spreading flowers in the morning. 】

Twenty-eight teams gathered and entered the field, standing in the area to be determined. As the emperor of the Tiandou Empire, Emperor Xueye began to announce the opening speech of this competition.

Wu Xing fiddled with the diary panel in front of him and yawned boredly, but he never thought that the complaints in his heart would be heard directly in the live broadcast.

This shocked him, and his drowsiness disappeared.

[Holy shit, shit! This live broadcast can actually replace the voice with the voice of the heart! 】

While Wu Xing was surprised, his inner thoughts emerged and echoed in the live broadcast interface.

The diary holders who were watching the live broadcast also laughed when they heard the voice.

They never expected that the owner of the diary would have such a funny side and would be so resistant to the situation, which directly made the other party want to doze off.

Qian Renxue, who was on the right side of the platform, held her face with one hand, crossed her legs leisurely, and slid the copy of the diary in front of her with one hand. When she heard the other party's complaining voice, the corners of her mouth curved slightly.

The diary owner in front of her was so interesting that she couldn't help but want to communicate with him.

At the same time, Bibi Dong, who was far away in Wuhun Hall, talking and motivating the students, almost choked when she heard the complaints coming from the copy of the diary.

Her situation at this time was the same as Xue Ye's, except that the two were not in the same place.

"Your Majesty?" Looking at the Pope who suddenly paused in his speech, Yue Guan and Gui Mei, who were standing on both sides, were stunned, unaware that His Majesty had suddenly stopped.

Similarly, the three golden generations of Wuhundian Academy and all the students, inspired by the Pope, were all eager to win honors for Wuhundian, but they found that the opening ceremony suddenly stopped. It fell silent, everyone was confused.

Apart from Hu Liena, she was the first to see the teacher shut up and laugh out loud. Fortunately, she reacted quickly enough and covered her mouth quickly.

Despite this, Bibi Dong on the high platform noticed it. After twitching the corner of his mouth a few times, he glared at the apprentice angrily and said, "Anyway, I hope you will achieve excellent results in the next competition. End of speech. "

After finishing her speech, she deliberately sounded louder.

I don't know if he was angry at Hu Liena or at that little bastard Wu Xing.

Returning to the throne, the papal scepter in his hand hit the ground hard.

Such a dramatic scene immediately made all the colleges dumbfounded, and also left Yue Guan and Gui Mei with puzzled faces.

His Majesty the Pope is relatively easy-going lately, but he always does some inexplicable things.

It's just like the little bastard I said before, and now I just started speaking and then announced the end.

Could it be that my aunt is here?

Maybe it is, otherwise why would your Majesty be so displeased.

Thinking of this, Yue Guan, who seemed to have seen through everything, slowly approached Bibi Dong, bowed and said: "His Majesty, if you feel unwell, just leave this place to me and the old ghost."

"What the hell?" Bibi Dong looked at the concerned Yueguan with confusion, countless question marks flashing in her mind.

Is she unwell? When did she become unwell? Why don't you know?

"Your Majesty, aren't you feeling well?" Yue Guan saw the Pope who was full of doubts, and a drop of cold sweat ran down his forehead. Could it be that he had guessed wrong?

Bibi Dong didn't know Yue Guan's thoughts. If she knew that she might be able to point out the other party, she would be really hurt and her heart would be broken.

Sure enough, after Emperor Xue Ye indoctrinated him with several bowls of poisonous chicken soup, Ning Fengzhi delivered a speech. If it had been before that, Wu Xing would have been drowsy after listening to it.

But now, knowing that I can make a live voice through my heart and let the diary holders hear it, I started to interact with my pen pals.

[Ahem, everyone, what I just said was pure nonsense, and it was not my intention at all. 】

[The venue was well organized, with fireworks, balloons, and pigeons. I guess it was also unique and unique to some of you. 】

Wu Xing's words made many diary holders nod. Indeed, for some of the women, the scene in front of them was very shocking, especially the diary holders from the apocalypse and ancient world, who had never seen it before. Such a grand occasion.

It can be regarded as a true experience of the customs and customs from other worlds.

[But then again, this is a grand event held every five years across the continent, and it is the capital of the two empires, the Tiandou Empire. It does not have such specifications, which is a shame for its reputation. 】

[Just now, I carefully observed the other twenty-seven teams in addition to the second Tiandou Royal Team. 】

[It is worth your attention that one of the students at Canghui Academy made a deviation when I watched the anime. 】

[There is no such guy in the original work. 】

As Wu Xing talked, the student wearing a black robe soon appeared on the live broadcast interface.

When he saw that person's figure clearly appearing on the live broadcast screen in the direction of his vision, Wu Xing was a little surprised again. This live broadcast function is really powerful.

It doesn’t matter if your inner voice can become a voice, but now you can also capture images at a fixed point, which is simply invincible.

[I don’t know if it was because of Tang San’s expulsion that there was some butterfly effect. Dear fellow pen pals from Tiandou City, you should be careful. This guy is not simple. According to the soul produced by Lingyuan Douluo, Force Fluctuation suspects that he is at least a Soul Emperor. 】

[If you encounter him, you must deal with it with all your strength, so that I can understand who this guy is. 】

Listening to Wu Xing saying that the guy in front of him was at least a soul emperor, the diary holders who participated in the competition narrowed their eyes and looked along the area where Canghui Academy was located.

Whether it was Qian Renxue on the high platform or the diary holders from the major colleges below, they were all placed on that guy at the same time.

"This is..." Bibi Dong saw the black-robed students inside through the live broadcast screen and stood up subconsciously.

She could tell what was going on from the purple lines on the other person's exposed hands, which were exactly the same as the aftereffects she had when she devoured Qian Xunji.

And judging from the opponent's lines, it seems that it has devoured quite a few soul masters, otherwise it would not be so deep.

However, her actions made Yue Guan and Gui Mei bewildered, and they felt a wry smile in their hearts.

His Majesty the Pope, what is going on? Why do you always not play your cards according to the routine? They don't know how to deal with it.

But this time, she ignored Yue Guan and Gui Mei, and immediately sent a message to Ling Yuan. . .

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