Douluo soul bone boy

Early the next morning, Seth knocked on Li Mang's door.

"Lord Holy Son, this is the invitation letter for Prince Snow Star's breakthrough to the Soul Emperor celebration dinner. Please check it." Seth knelt on the ground on one knee and raised the invitation letter above his head.

Li Mang jumped off the bed, picked up the invitation, and read it carefully. Prince Xuexing's talent was indeed great, and he could still make breakthroughs when he was about to enter middle age.

"Lord Holy Son, the Pope said you must attend." Seth couldn't help but urge Li Mang as he read the invitation letter carefully.

"Then go." Li Mang then put the invitation letter into the soul guide, called Mo Xiang to change clothes, and prepared to leave for the banquet.

At the entrance of the Holy Child's Hall, Sai Lei parked a luxurious gold carriage at the entrance of the Holy Child's Hall.

The horse pulling the carriage is a one-horned horse. The carriage is made of special materials and can block the full blow of the titled Douluo.

The interior of the carriage is even more luxurious, with bead curtains made of gems, various gems inlaid on the walls of the carriage, the seats are made of the skin of the ten thousand-year-old soul beast crocodile, and the wood for the bookcases is also made of Thousand-year-old plant soul beast.

"Sai Lei, can this carriage be sold?" Li Mang got on the carriage and looked at the gems around him, his eyes filled with gold soul coins.

"Lord Holy Son, are you short of money?" Sai Lei did not reply. It was Seth who answered.

"Of course. I have no source of income either." Li Mang scratched his head. Now there is no way to do the soul bone business. He can only think of other ways to make money. After all, he can sleep peacefully with some gold soul coins, and he also wants to To develop power, gold soul coins are needed everywhere.

"Lord Holy Son, in fact, there are many properties under the name of Holy Son Palace. For example, the slave market is an property under the name of our Holy Son Palace. Because you have been busy with cultivation recently, I have not arranged for those who help you manage the property to visit you in person. ." Seth's voice sounded outside the carriage.

"The slave market is all under the name of the Holy Child Palace?" Li Mang was dumbfounded. Wuhun Palace was so awesome that such a big business in the slave market was only owned by the Holy Son Palace.

"I will arrange for them to visit you in a few days, and you will not be short of money by then." Seth replied to Li Mang with a smile.

"Oh my God, I have become a landowner from a serf, and we are now rich people." Li Mang giggled when he thought about the huge fortunes made in the slave market. He was exactly the same as Flanders.

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The carriage was very fast, but the distance between Wuhun Palace and Tiandou Imperial City was not close, so near noon, Li Mang finally entered Tiandou Imperial City.

"Lord Holy Son, here we are, this is the auditorium where the banquet will be held." Seth said respectfully to Li Mang in the carriage.

"Okay." After saying that, Li Mang jumped out of the carriage before Sai Lei could take out the ladder.

"Let's go in." Li Mang walked into the auditorium with his head held high. Because Li Mang's body was too small, he attracted the attention of many people. It was precisely because of his figure that countless people came over to flatter Li Mang. Reluctantly laughs.

"My beloved Pope." Li Mang saw Qian Xunji chatting with a man in gorgeous clothes in the center of the auditorium, so he left the people here and went straight to Qian Xunji.

Next to him was a woman, mature, intellectual, and beautiful, but a bit cold. Li Mang raised his eyebrows. Could it be that she was Bibi Dong?

"Is the Holy Son here?" Qian Xunji stopped chatting, smiled slightly, and then touched Li Mang's head.

"Emperor Xue Ye, let me introduce to you. This is the new holy son of my Spirit Hall, Li Mang." Qian Xunji took Li Mang's hand and introduced him to the middle-aged man who was chatting with him just now.

It turned out to be a snowy night!

"Hello, dear Emperor Xue Ye, I am Li Mang, the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace." Li Mang was neither humble nor arrogant, nor did he kneel down. He just bowed slightly, and then retreated behind Qian Xunji.

Qian Xunji looked at Li Mang's performance, smiled slightly, nodded, and continued talking with Emperor Xue Ye.

"Hello, big sister, what's your name?" Li Mang came to Bibi Dong's side and struck up a conversation.

"Haha, little brother Li Mang, my name is Bibi Dong." Bibi Dong covered her mouth and smiled. This smile really had the feeling of a beautiful lady making the whole house happy.

"Hello, sister Bibi Dong. Nice to meet you." Li Mang smiled and took Bibi Dong's hand, shaking it twice.

"Okay, little brother Li Mang." Bibi Dong smiled and took Li Mang's hand, then touched Li Mang's head with the other hand.

Afterwards, the two people tacitly agreed not to talk anymore, but each went to win over people's hearts.

The banquet started not long after. The main purpose was that Emperor Xue Ye encouraged Prince Xue Xing to practice hard and win glory for the royal family. The whole banquet was not interesting at all.

Li Mang had a lively chat with several officials from the Tiandou Empire, and also learned about the current situation of the Tiandou Empire.

The banquet lasted from noon to evening. During the banquet, Li Mang told Sai Lei to summon the bosses of the businesses under the name of Shengzi Palace and bring gifts to visit him for three days. Sai Lei was asked to inform him first.

After the banquet was over, Seth took Li Mang back to the Holy Son Hall first.

Li Mang didn't practice his soul power tonight, so he turned off the soul guide light early, then put on his night clothes and went to a garden not far from the Holy Child Palace. He found a big tree, climbed up the tree, and lay down Close your eyes and relax on a tree branch.

"Lord Holy Son, I'm here." Bibi Dong appeared in the garden. As soon as she entered the garden, she found Li Mang lying on the branch of a tree.

"Sister Bibi Dong, how are you?" Li Mang looked at the woman in front of him with a smile.

"Why are you looking for me late at night?" Bibi Dong casually found a stone and sat down. During the banquet, when Li Mang held Bibi Dong's hand, he stuffed a note to Bibi Dong, telling her to come to the Holy Child Hall at night. Find him in the garden not far away.

"Sister Bibi Dong, do you know the master?" As soon as Li Mang finished speaking, Bibi Dong grabbed her by the neck and picked her up.

"If you dare to hurt him, I will make your life worse than death." Bibi Dong stared at Li Mang with red eyes, but then put Li Mang down.

"Master is now a teacher at Shrek. He is doing quite well and has already exceeded level 30." Li Mang rubbed the red mark on his neck, which was very painful.

"That's good, that's good." Bibi Dong patted her chest, and suddenly a line of tears flowed down her delicate face.

"Sister Bibi Dong, we both have the same goal. I hope we can cooperate." Li Mang smiled and sat next to Bibi Dong.

"Goal? What goal?" Bibi Dong also broke away from her sadness and stared into Li Mang's eyes with a smile.

"I'm going to destroy the Wuhun Palace. Are you interested in joining us?" Li Mang smiled and stared into Bibi Dong's eyes.

"Why, aren't you doing a pretty good job as the Holy Son now? Why do you want to play around with the Abandoned Spirit Hall?" Bibi Dong covered her mouth and smiled.

"I was forcibly captured by them. I can't go back until the Wuhun Palace falls. Do you understand?" Li Mang said helplessly. In fact, he didn't hate the Wuhun Palace before, he was just disgusted, but From that day on, Li Mang was determined to destroy the Wuhun Palace.

"Little guy, what are you capable of? You can destroy an organization that has stood in Douluo Continent for thousands of years. Stop daydreaming and go back to wash up and sleep." Bibi Dong covered her mouth and smiled, stood up and was about to leave.

"Isn't there still you here, the inheritor of Rakshasa God?" Li Mang smiled and looked at Bibi Dong who was about to turn around and leave.

"You know a lot, little brother. So what are your plans? Talk to your sister. Maybe she can really help you." Bibi Dong was stunned when he heard Li Mang's words, then turned around and sat back down. Sitting on the stone with Li Mang.

Not many people know Bibi Dong's identity as the heir to the Rakshasa God, and since Li Mang knows it, it proves that Li Mang has the ability to help her destroy the Wuhun Palace.

"My plan? Just listen to me slowly telling it in your head." Li Mang chuckled. The first step of his plan had been successfully taken.