Come to Douluo, don't you want a relationship

Chapter 700 Where did Bibi Dong's black pantyhose go?

(Second more)

the next day.

Tang Muchen and Bibidong got up on time, watching the sun rise outside, and the warm light shone on the two of them, they inevitably showed a happy expression. These days coincided with the rainy season, and it has been a long time since I saw such a warm and pure sunlight. .

It's just that Bibidong's delicate and beautiful face today is a bit more shy. The nightdress she wore last night has some faint traces of being torn, and the black stockings on her legs have disappeared, revealing her empty white legs, which looks very charming.

The two cuddled together, whispering to each other, couldn't they still hear Bibi Dong showing a charming smile, and was about to hit him viciously, but for some reason, this hand just couldn't control it, and went where it shouldn't go, It caused Tang Muchen to swallow secretly, his eyes were fiery, and his big hands were scurrying around, which caused a rosy color to float on the girl's pretty face.

So the morning is always accompanied by heat, honestly don't lie to me.

……

"..."

Quiet, still quiet, today's Wuhun Temple, all the noise disappeared, like a cold hell, Tang Muchen frowned slightly, but didn't say much, pulling his lovely girlfriend, it seemed that the whole space could only Hear the crisp sound of stepping on high heels and the breathing of the two.

"What the hell happened?"

"Yesterday, Qian Daoliu was going to tangle with us, but when he suddenly left in a hurry, I probably knew that things were no longer simple. The kind of people who do their best for the Spirit Hall will not let us take power... unless , something terrible happened."

"Things that even he can't stop."

Bibi Dong's eyes were a little dazed, and she carefully guessed Qian Daoliu's motives, and suddenly she had a flash of inspiration: "It can't be my cheap master who died... It's very possible."

"...Based on my guess, Chihiro Ji is indeed very likely to have died."

Tang Muchen rubbed the other party's head, and analyzed together: "But I feel that the time is a bit wrong, how could it be possible to die suddenly and suddenly?"

"unless……"

The two spoke in unison, with a strong look in their eyes: "Someone moved this time earlier..."

"So, who is it?"

Tang Muchen was startled suddenly, and hurriedly asked, "Sister Dong'er, do you have a senior sister..."

"Well, you mean, my senior sister was dissatisfied with her husband, and then killed him...?"

"How is this possible... They are considered to be in love with each other, even though the love between master and apprentice is not tolerated in the world."

"Hey, is it okay for our sister and brother to fall in love?"

"Aren't we siblings who are related?"

"It's like you wouldn't like me if you were related."

"How can you, a young man who has just turned [-], have so many mental thoughts? You will use various means to force me to have feelings for you."

Bibi Dong patted the other party's butt in dissatisfaction, and frowned: "However, it seems possible that before that guy attacked me, I clearly felt a sense of strangeness and unfamiliarity between the two... A rift arose, but later I was almost fooled by the other party, and I haven’t seen my senior sister since then.”

"No matter what, Senior Sister is so kind to me, whether she did it or not, let's hurry up and visit."

"Well, listen to you."

Tang Muchen felt the other party's anxiety, and he understood a little more in his heart, and took the initiative to grab the other party's little hand to comfort him. A bit more satisfying and sweet.

……

The empty atmosphere infected everyone present. In the main hall belonging to the Pope's bedroom, there was no vitality at all, and the people around did not dare to breathe, for fear of offending this peerless Douluo who had stood at the peak for decades.

Qian Daoliu's usually simple and unadorned robe is very messy, his gray hair is not tidy, and he can even see the mud and blood on his body. It is obvious that he rushed here after the battle yesterday without even having time to wipe it off, but he heard about this. Bad news, he has maintained this posture for a whole night.

Looking at his dead son, he felt sorrow from his heart. Now, he finally knows what kind of experience it is for a white-haired man to send a black-haired man.

"..."

There was a sudden noise outside the door, which aroused the surprise and fear of the group of people inside. We are all terrified of the death of our big priest's son. You actually made a noise outside, don't you think you died fast enough? ?

However, they just thought about it, because the people who came were Tang Muchen and the other two.

Tang Muchen saw the handsome man who died silently with his eyes open on the bed, and he smiled a little more, ah, Chihiro Ji, Chihiro Ji, I didn't expect you to be the one who died when we first met The time has come, what a pity!

It stands to reason that I still have to call you father-in-law, but forget it, after all, you are a big beast.

But Bibi Dong, the Pope who you covet so much, or your daughter Qian Renxue, the young master of the Wuhun Palace, I will definitely take good care of it.

If there is a chance, it is not impossible to burn some paper money for you in the future.

Apart from Tang Muchen's schadenfreude here, Bibi Dong is more concerned with hatred and disbelief for the woman lying quietly on the ground. Girls are all emotional, even Bibi Dong is no exception. The senior sister fell to the ground with a pale face, as if she had been dead for a long time, all kinds of emotions flooded her heart like a tide, her eyes were slightly wet, and tears rolled in her eye sockets.

Tang Muchen hugged the other party naturally, letting the other party weep softly in his arms, the front of the clothes on his chest was quickly wet, making Tang Muchen sigh with emotion that women are really made of water, and then gently hugged the other party, Pat on the back.

"..."

I don't know how long it took before the standing Qian Daoliu came back to his senses, his sculptural figure moved a little bit, and then his eyes were dark, as if he had aged by dozens of years, he was still an old boy with white hair and youthful face, Going out for a walk can still make the aunt fall in love with him, but now he has completely become a bad old man. If he goes out for a walk, maybe only the dog will bite his ass and bark for the grandfather to put down the bone.

Glancing around without sadness or joy, he said in a calm voice, "Bury the pope alive."

"In addition, Spirit Hall cannot be without a Pope for a day, the next Pope will be the current Pope's apprentice, Bibi Dong."

"I will hold a coronation ceremony for you in three days."

(End of this chapter)