Douluo's dragon gun against the world

Chapter 230 Senior sister, let’s kill him

Behind the screen, Jun Xuehan listened to the voices outside, and a murderous intent flashed quickly in his eyes.But Hu Liena's eyes were full of anger, and her hands couldn't help but clenched tightly.

She was adopted by the Spirit Hall since she was a child, and she valued the reputation of the Hall of Spirits more than anything else, and her teacher, Bibi Dong, treated her well. It was Bibi Dong who raised her since she was a child, and she has everything she has now.

And when Yu Xiaogang used his past affection to blackmail her respected teacher, the murderous intent in her heart was constantly nourished, and traces of murderous intent appeared in her eyes.

"Senior sister, do you think what I just said is wrong? How about Yu Xiaogang?" Jun Xuehan lowered his voice and asked.

"Junior brother, what you said just now is absolutely correct. There is no responsibility, no real talent, and little talent. If you open your mouth to share your love, shut your mouth to share your love, and play one set of emotional cards, you are simply a scumbag. It is a disaster, death is not a pity!" Hu Liena clenched her fists, gritted her silver teeth, and said in a low voice.

"Senior Sister, how about we kill him together? If there is something, the two of us will fight together." Jun Xuehan said softly.

"Okay, let's kill him now." Hu Liena said, took out a silver short sword from the soul guide, and was about to walk out of the screen.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Jun Xuehan grabbed her and said softly: "Senior sister, you go out now, how could the teacher let us kill him? If the teacher wants to kill him, do we still need to take action?"

"When he leaves the Pope's Palace, the two of us will follow and kill him outside."

Hearing this, Hu Liena nodded slightly, retracted the dagger in her hand, and stood quietly behind the screen with Jun Xuehan.

Yu Xiaogang looked at the file bag on the ground, his eyes changed a few times, and he stepped forward to pick up the file bag.

"Your Majesty the Pope, we will meet later." Yu Xiaogang glanced at Bibi Dong who was in the main seat, turned around with the file bag in hand, and walked towards the outside of the Pope's Palace without looking back.

And the moment Bibi Dong picked up the file bag, the last hope in his heart turned into hypocrisy in an instant.

The original image of Yu Xiaogang in her heart collapsed even more, disappointment, an incomparably huge disappointment, occupied the bottom of her heart in an instant.

His hands were clasped tightly together, and he didn't even realize that his nails were piercing into the flesh. Bright red blood flowed out from between his fingers and dripped onto the floor of the Pope's Palace.

Jun Xuehan and Hu Liena looked at each other, and came out from behind the screen at the same time, but they chose different directions.The direction Jun Xuehan chose was to go out from the left, just in front of Bibi Dong.

But Hu Liena chose the right side, after stepping out of the screen, she walked directly towards the door of the palace.

When Jun Xuehan was about to follow up, he felt a hand on his shoulder, holding his body down.

Bright red blood flowed from Bibi Dong's palm, staining Jun Xuehan's white clothes, and a faint smell of blood poured into Jun Xuehan's nostrils.

"Teacher..." Jun Xuehan just turned around and called out to Teacher, even Bibi Dong embraced her with both hands, laying on her shoulders, sobbing.

Tears, like pearls with a broken thread, slipped from Bibi Dong's face and dripped onto Jun Xuehan's white clothes.

Looking at this situation, Jun Xuehan's body couldn't help but froze slightly, and he was stunned on the spot, motionless. This was the first time he had experienced such a situation, and he didn't know how to deal with it.

He intends to go out with Hu Liena, but now Bibi Dong's mood is obviously unstable, and Bibi Dong's hug is a little tight, and he can't push her away at all.

Although he has three soul rings that are more than 10 years old, Bibi Dong's strength, calculated on the entire continent, belongs to the existence at the top of the pyramid.And Jun Xuehan is currently only a soul emperor, the strength gap between the two is really too big.

After a while, Jun Xuehan said softly: "Cry, the teacher may feel better after crying."

"Senior sister, this is really not the case. I won't go with you, but I really can't get away." Jun Xuehan said secretly, and stood quietly on the spot, letting Bibidong vent her emotions.

No matter what, Hu Liena was also a serious soul king, and there would be no problem at all in killing Yu Xiaogang, so Hu Liena went after her on her own, and Jun Xuehan wasn't worried.

Jun Xuehan looked at the weeping Bibi Dong, and couldn't help but blink slightly, even though Bibi Dong was the supreme Pope of the Wuhun Palace, no matter how tough and arrogant she was, she was still a woman after all.

Tears wet Jun Xuehan's shoulders, spots of blood stained his white clothes, Bibi Dong's crying gradually became weaker, but Jun Xuehan's body still stood motionless.

Gradually, Bibi Dong stopped crying, slowly let go of Jun Xuehan's hand, wiped the tears on her face, and said softly: "Xuehan, teacher, I'm a little out of control."

Listening to Bibi Dong's words, Jun Xuehan blinked slightly, and said: "Teacher, I can't understand what you are talking about, haven't you been teaching me about cultivation just now? "

Hearing this, Bibi Dong was taken aback for a moment, then chuckled lightly, stretched out a finger and tapped Jun Xuehan's forehead lightly, and said, "You..."

"However, you are right. I have been instructing you on cultivation issues just now." Bibi Dong withdrew her fingers, sat down in her seat, and asked, "Where is Nana?"

Jun Xuehan replied without hesitation: "I don't know, senior sister was still here just now, maybe she went out for something."

Bibidong thought for a while, but didn't care about it. Naturally, the less people knew about what she was crying just now, the better, but now she is very satisfied with the step Jun Xuehan gave her just now.

There is a limit to how to advance and retreat, and don't let yourself, as a teacher, lose face. After all, if the matter of the Pope of the Wuhun Palace crying on his disciple's shoulder is spread, it will be bad.

"Teacher, let's deal with the scars on your hands." Jun Xuehan pointed at the scars on Bibidong's palms, and said softly.

Bibi Dong glanced at her palm, although she was no longer bleeding, but she could still easily see the blood.

"Xuehan, go to the apse and fetch a basin of water for the teacher." Bibi Dong nodded slightly, and a gentle voice came out of her mouth.

"Okay, teacher." Jun Xuehan didn't hesitate, and after agreeing, he walked straight to the apse.

(End of this chapter)