"Come and chase me!"

Bibidong's figure waved at Su Mutian among the crowd.

Su Mutian couldn't help but shake his head and smile.

I'm still chasing you...whether you are acting in an idol drama?

"well……"

Su Mutian just shook his body and appeared in front of Bibidong. He looked at her helplessly and said, "If you make a fuss, you will be punished!"

"Tsk, it's boring." Bibidong curled his lips, obviously dissatisfied with Su Mutian catching up with him so easily.

Is he a titled Douluo or an agile martial soul, of course he is fast!

"Then how do you punish me?"

Bibi Dong said a little bit expectant.

"I'm leaving." Su Mutian turned his head and was about to leave.

The little ghost is very smart and has a lot of thoughts.

"Hey? That won't work!"

Bibidong blocked Su Mutian's way: "The great worshiper said that you are here to protect me this time. You have to listen to me. I will order you to carry me away!"

Bibi Dong took out the token with a hip, and was full of energy.

Su Mutian was stunned for a moment.

Good guy, he took the chicken feathers as a command arrow.

Owe a beating!

In front of everyone, Su Mutian put Bibidong, the candidate of the Spirit Hall, on the street, on the street, and took him to a remote tavern.

Bang!

Su Mutian slapped Bibi Dong on the butt and taught, "Do you still dare to order me?"

"I am a saint, and the great worshiper said that the saint is higher than the elders. You have to listen to me!"

Bibi Dong struggled on Su Mutian's thighs, then sat up, looked at Su Mutian's eyes and said:

"Elder Qinglian, you have to listen to the words of the Saint Girl. You have to wait for me to sleep every day. Every morning, you have to be the first to prepare toiletries for the Saint Girl. Do you understand?"

"What?"

Such an rude request! Su Mutian even suspected that he had heard it wrong. He was a sacred Douluo, who came to be your nanny brother?

"I refuse!"

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Two days later, at 7 a.m.

Su Mutian skillfully opened Bibidong's door, skillfully entered the bath room, skillfully turned on the hot water switch, and skillfully connected a basin of hot water...

Sitting on the fluffy bed, Su Mutian took out her head along Bibi Dong's hair.

Feeling the temperature difference between inside and outside, Bibidong woke up suddenly. She knew it was Su Mutian, so she arched under the quilt and then retracted her head.

"The competition is about to start in two hours." Su Mu said helplessly: "Get up quickly."

"No~"

Bibidong rubbed his eyes and said, "You have to get up early to kiss before you can get up~"

Bibidong poked out his tender and cunning little head from the quilt and leaned against Su Mutian.

Seeing that Su Mutian did not respond, Bibidong pretended to be wronged again: "Even the little child's request cannot be met?"

"If you can't get up again, the Saint Trials will be renamed to the Saint Son Trials."

Su Mutian said lightly.

It was originally a shady curtain, and the Saint Trials, which were written in the banners of the competition, was obviously written for Bibidong.

They acted like a spoiled child in their daily series, but the Wuhun Palace Academy was as anxious as the ants on the hot pan.

The principal of the Wuhun Palace Academy looked at the boiling venue and said anxiously: "Where is the saint? Why haven't the saint come yet? The competition is about to start!"

Bibidong has not been successfully selected yet, so he called him Saint.

What is enlightenment?

That's it.

"Maybe... the saint was too tired to practice yesterday, so he missed it, but Elder Qinglian had already called it, so it should be very soon." A Conrad Teaching Director replied.

"I hope so." The president of Wuhun Palace Academy said sadly.

He really has no way to do anything about Bibidong.

Bibidong is a little witch.

In the first year of joining the Wuhun Hall, the great worshiper gave her an important task and placed her in the Angel Hall to cleanse her soul.

The next year, he personally brought Bibidong to hunt the soul ring. As the best girl student in the Wuhun Palace Academy, Bibidong highlighted the essence of the witch in school.

Broken the plaque in the teacher's hall of the Wuhun Hall Academy, beat up male classmates, and make an appointment with other colleges to fight...

It's really doing everything.

The key is that the principal of Wuhun Palace Academy dare not report to Qian Daoliu.

Because once, he had just complained to Qian Daoliu that Bibi Dong did something bad, and a masked man ran out to give him a beat.

As a level 89 Conra, she was covered in blue and swollen face and did not dare to show up to meet anyone for a week. She was afraid that no one would know the bitterness of the matter.

He seriously suspected that this matter was done by an elder of the Spirit Hall, even Qian Daoliu himself.

Otherwise, who would move so quickly and hit him when he came with his front foot?

The Qinglian Elder was also very suspicious, but he had just been promoted to Douluo at that time. It was impossible for him to torture himself with his physical strength alone!

In helplessness, Su Mutian could only kiss Bibidong's forehead lightly, and Bibidong jumped up from the bed with satisfaction... and asked Su Mutian to serve her dress.

If this is an adult, Su Mutian can kick her away with one kick.

But who told her that Bibi Dong... she chose to save herself...

"You will only look good when you grow up." Su Mutian said fiercely in his heart.

Fifteen minutes later.

The trial has already begun.

At this time, Su Mu Tiancai took Bibi Dong into the venue.

There was a special person waiting for Bibidong's arrival here early. As soon as he saw Su Mutian and Bibidong, he came up to lead them to the ring.

The rules are simple.

There are a total of nineteen saint selection rings and one hundred and thirty-nine sect rings.

Everyone in the sect arena can participate and go up to challenge. The top ten rewards are from the Wuhun Hall. This is a means to win over popularity.

Only qualified chunks can participate in the saint selection ring and can challenge freely. After the battle, the winner can have 30 minutes of adjustment time, while the loser loses the opportunity to challenge actively, and he will be directly eliminated without rest.

The person who stands at the end of the ring will be the champion.

"Here's here!"

"It's him, the most terrifying junior in our Wuhun Palace Academy!"

As soon as Bibidong appeared, everyone was talking about it.

Many people also noticed Su Mutian beside her and muttered: "Who is the young man around her? He is so handsome!"

"He is the new elder of the Wuhun Hall, and I heard that he is highly appreciated by the great worshippers!"

"Wow, handsome and powerful!"

A female student said, "Bibidong is the person I want to be the most. It is so enviable to combine all kinds of love!"

"Yes, it's such a proud daughter of heaven."

For the powerful man who holds the title Douluo, he can naturally easily receive these discussions.

Su Mutian calmly walked up to the chief viewing platform. It was the location of the principal of the Wuhun Palace Academy.

Su Mutian didn't care about these envious words from outsiders. Bibidong is not the proud daughter of heaven, and her parents are no different from death. There is no relative. If she follows the original script, she will be the spokesperson of Tiansha Guxing.

"Elder Qinglian!"
Chapter completed!