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Chapter 36 Undercurrent Surges (Please recommend, please collect)

"Yueguan, you want to kill me?" Chihiro Ji's voice revealed disbelief.

He couldn't believe it even to death, but the inner ghost turned out to be the Ju Douluo Yueguan who was single-handedly picked up by his father.

Chihiro Ji exhausted all his strength, trying to escape, but in despair, he found that the soul power he had just replenished had disappeared inexplicably.

"You can't kill me, Yueguan, if you kill me, my father will never let you go!" Chihiro Ji screamed, he just felt as if he was in a deep cold pool, his whole body was frozen.

"You are a dog next to my father, why do you kill me?!" Chihiro Ji, like a lunatic who escaped from a mental hospital, coughed violently after speaking.

"Lord Pope, you've been sitting in your seat for a long time, it's time to give up." Ju Douluo's voice was like cold iron, indifferent.

A dog, who did not expect that he, Juhuaguan, had worked so hard for the Wuhun Temple for so many years, was a dog in the hearts of their Qianjia.

It's ridiculous.

That man has never treated him like a dog.

Chihiro Ji lay on his back, his chest heaving violently, and the air he breathed in was like a wind blade, which was extremely painful.

The pain brought his brain back to a brief sobriety.

His voice softened: "Yueguan, in view of the love for so many years, let me go, and I will promote you as an enshrinement when I return to the Wuhun Hall."

Qian Xunji understood very well that Ju Douluo is a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, and greedy for vanity.

This kind of person is very simple, as long as you have what he wants, you can control it very well.

This is why their Qianjia believed in him.

What Wuhundian can give him, other sects can't give him, and he, Ju Douluo, has no reason to rebel.

"Qian Xun Ji, I know you look down on me and think that I, Yue Guan, have an eye for money."

"I don't care, and I don't think I'm underestimated by you. Isn't it just money, who doesn't want money."

"But that man treats me differently. After living for so many years, I certainly understand that he is trying to win me over."

"I like flowers, so he let me see the rarest flowers in the world. In his eyes, I was never a servant, but a friend with equal status."

"Before I met him, I always thought that I loved money. After I met him, I realized that all these years have been in vain. What I want is respect." Ju Douluo said at the end, as if to vent his inner frustration. Emotional, sharp voice echoed in the silent forest.

Chihiro's face was ashen, and he closed his eyes.

He understood that it was impossible for Yueguan to let him go.

I lost completely, not only in strength, but also in people.

……

Bibi Dong anxiously paced back and forth in the wooden house.

For some reason, she was extremely flustered on the day when she was clearly killing her enemy.

She was afraid, and this feeling of fear became more and more obvious.

Is she afraid of Chihiro disease?
of course not.

She was afraid that something would happen to Gu Chen, and she didn't dare to imagine what would happen to her if Gu Chen failed.

Maybe it will fall into that quagmire again.

This boy who gave himself light must not have any accidents.

At this moment, there was movement outside the door, and Ghost Douluo rushed here in a hurry.

"How is it?" Bibi Dong immediately went up to meet her.

Ghost Douluo leaned down and said respectfully: "Congratulations Your Highness, the Pope is just around the corner."

It turned out that when they met Gu Chen, they had already made a plan.

Leave Chrysanthemum Douluo to intercept and kill the escaped Chihiro Ji, and let Ghost Douluo report the news as soon as he gets the news.

Ghost Douluo had to lament that Gu Chen could be said to have predicted things like a god, and he had already predicted that Qian Xunji would have a way to escape.

"I'm talking about Gu Chen!" Bibi Dong's voice was hurried.

"Reporting to Your Highness, Eldest Brother is safe and sound, and will return in the near future." Ghost Douluo said hastily.

He had never seen Bibi Dong so out of control.

"Great." Bibi Dong let out a long sigh of relief.

Because of this matter, she had been worried all night, and now she was finally relieved when she got the news that Gu Chen was safe and sound.

Chrysanthemum Douluo Yueguan came here with the dying Chihiro Ji on his back, "Congratulations, Your Highness."

A look of excitement flashed in their eyes.

Times have changed, Chihiro Ji fell down, and the two of them are also beneficiaries.

"Brother, I will definitely do what I promised you." He said, throwing the ashen-faced Chihiro Ji to the ground.

Gu Chen promised Bibi Dong that she would personally take Qian Xunji's head.

Bibi Dong glanced at the unconscious Chihiro Ji, raised the knife and dropped it, as if doing something that had been done thousands of times.

She doesn't care who will make up for the last knife, as long as Gu Chen is safe.

Chihiro died just like that.

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo are still a bit unacceptable to each other.

The pope, who is above ten thousand people, just died like this?
……

Wuhun Hall, the Hall of Enshrinement.

This is not a big room, and in the very center of the room stands a statue of a seraph.

Qian Daoliu looked up at the sympathetic seraph and sighed deeply.

He already felt that Chihiro Ji's vitality had completely disappeared in this world.

"Shanhai Douluo?" Qian Daoliu looked at the note sent by the spy in his hand, a trace of caution flashed in his eyes.

This inexplicably appearing Titled Douluo completely disrupted all of Chihiro Ji's plans, which made Qian Daoliu have to be vigilant.

At this moment, the door opened, and Bibi Dong walked in slowly.

She didn't speak, and threw the two spirit bones to the ground.

"You did it?" Qian Daoliu's old voice came. If he didn't know his identity, it would be hard to believe that such a haggard old man would be a demigod.

Bibi Dong cast a cold glance at Qian Daoliu, "I will be enthroned as pope."

"Okay." Qian Daoliu waved his hands, as if it wasn't his son who died.

"Go out."

He stood there like a statue, until Bibi Dong had left for a long time before he tremblingly walked towards the two spirit bones thrown on the ground.

"Son, you didn't die unjustly." Qian Daoliu stroked those two spirit bones carefully, just like he stroked Qianxunji's head back then.

A Mountain and Sea Douluo, plus a Bibi Dong, if he wants to avenge Chihiro Ji's death at this time, the whole Wuhun Hall may suffer accordingly.

As far as he is concerned, the only hope of revenge rests on his granddaughter Qian Renxue.

After immersing himself for a moment, Qian Daoliu suddenly exuded an extremely terrifying aura.

"Shan Hai Douluo, Bibi Dong, let me see how capable you are, come here!"

"Notify the congregation and the Elder Hall, and try our best to prevent Bibi Dong from becoming Pope."

Nowadays, it is absolutely impossible for both sides to make a move. Whoever makes a move first will suffer huge losses.

Even if Bibi Dong and Gu Chen joined forces to fight against Qian Daoliu, they would have to pay a considerable price.

So what Qian Daoliu has to do now is to make some fuss in the dark.

"Bibi Dong, the position of pope is not so easy to sit on."

……

God Realm, Rakshasa Temple.

"How, have you found it?" Rakshasa leaned on the throne, playing with the luminous cup in his hand.

"Reporting to my lord, when I descended, there were only traces of battle left, and I didn't find the owner of the breath of the gods." The envoy who was crawling on the ground said tremblingly.

"waste!"

The Luminous Cup was smashed into powder, Rakshasa roared.

"However, I can speculate that this aura is not left by a divine master, but a divine weapon." The envoy hurriedly added.

Rakshasa God narrowed his eyes slightly, "Sacred Artifact?"

I don't know which old thing took advantage of the loophole, knowing that he couldn't attack the lower realm, but gave the artifact.

"Any more?"

Rakshasa waved his hand and asked lazily.

"Reporting to my lord, I followed all the way. Although I didn't find the owner of the artifact, I found something interesting."

"Oh? Let me see." Rakshasa became interested.

The envoy didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly opened his hands, a mass of souls slowly floated in the air, and finally turned into a human form.

Anyone here will be shocked, this person is actually the Pope Chihiro Ji of the Wuhun Palace!
"The little one pursued all the way, and finally found the soul of this strong human being. He has an extremely strong divine tool aura on his body, and he seems to have been injured by it." The envoy said respectfully.

"Interesting." Rakshasa God walked over and looked at Chihiro Ji's soul body.

"This guy actually got the inheritance of an angel?"

"What a waste, Gabriel is ashamed this time."

Rakshasa shook his head and said gloatingly.

"However, what if he becomes mine?"

Suddenly an idea appeared out of thin air.

Rakshasa smiled sinisterly: "Since you guys didn't obey the rules first, then don't blame me for being rude."

He opened his hands, and the black and purple aura emanating from his body slowly rushed towards Chihiro Ji.

(End of this chapter)