Beheading Gods and Becoming Immortals: Starting from Tearing Title Douluo by Hand

Bibi Dong crossed her arms, and the queen's aura appeared again.

"I don't understand what you are talking about at all." Wang Siming refused to admit it even to death.

Bibi Dongguan smiled and said: "Your performance is really poor. I'm afraid no one in the world can master those two soul skills of yours. This Pope personally watched the battle that day. Do you think I was just talking out of thin air? Although I don't know Why do you look like this?"

Wang Siming's heart tightened. This woman is too powerful. No wonder she can control everything in the Wuhun Hall.

After everything was explained so clearly, Wang Siming decided to show off his cards, and I stopped pretending.

I saw that with a thought in his mind, he immediately changed back to his true self as Wang Siming.

Bibi Dong was stunned and thought to herself, what is this?Doing magic?

At this time, Wang Siming was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, and Bibi Dong was sitting on the bed holding a quilt. The two looked at each other in an ambiguous atmosphere.

Although Wang Siming looks handsome, Bibi Dong thinks Li Qing's appearance is more friendly.

"Wang Siming, you are so brave. You dare to look directly at the Pope like this. Aren't you afraid that I will deal with you?" Bibi Dong threatened.

Wang Siming knows the current details of Bibi Dong, so he wants to deal with me?I'm afraid you can't deal with any soul master on the street now, right?

"What's the point of looking directly? I have the Pope's crown, sweet." Wang Siming said with a sinister smile.

"You...I must kill you." Bibi Dong said harshly.

"Kill me? Hahaha." Wang Siming laughed wildly.

"Bibi Dong."

"Ok?"

The sixth soul skill, [Silver Horn's Call] is activated.

In the blink of an eye, Bibi Dong covered her upper body and appeared on Wang Siming's lap.

"Ah...you...what do you want to do?" Bibi Dong's heart was pounding and she shouted in panic.

"What are you doing? Aren't you familiar with my soul skills? Don't say you don't have soul power now, even if you have soul power, what do I have to fear?" After Wang Siming said that, he hugged Bibi Dong and kissed her forcefully.

It took a while for Bibi Dong to struggle away. The young man in front of her, Wang Siming, was right. Not to mention that she had no soul power now, even at the peak of her soul power, she couldn't withstand this man's rogue soul skills.

"You...don't mess around..." Bibi Dong said in horror.

Wang Siming patted her thigh lightly and said with a smile: "As long as you obey, I won't do anything random."

"Then let me go and put on some clothes..." Bibi Dong said with a blush.

"You go on your own. There is no glue on my leg, so you can't go down on your own." Wang Siming said helplessly.

"Ah..." Bibi Dong covered her upper body and jumped up. She lost her sense of control due to panic. At this time, her face was like a ripe red apple.

"Turn around, don't peek." Bibi Dong shouted sweetly, because the hotel room had an unobstructed view, and if Wang Siming didn't turn his back, Bibi Dong would be embarrassed to change clothes.

"You wear yours and I look at mine. It's not like we haven't seen each other before. Besides, you are my woman, so there is nothing to be embarrassed about." Wang Siming said disdainfully.

Bibi Dong was speechless and almost cried. She had never met such a person in her whole life. She was really too shameless.

"Turn around, I beg you..." Bibi Dong said softly.

Wang Siming nodded and said, "Since you said so, I'll close my eyes for now."

"You..." Although Bibi Dong had no choice but to put on her clothes despite the risk of being peeped, she sat on the edge of the bed embarrassedly.

"Sit over here, or I'll use my soul skills again." Wang Siming patted the sofa next to him and said.

Bibi Dong hesitated slightly, but finally came over like a little quail and sat down next to Wang Siming very cautiously.

"I like you very much, I have liked you since the first time I saw you." Wang Siming said suddenly and affectionately.

"How is this possible? You are so young, do you know how old I am?" Bibi Dong said with a dumb smile.

"80 years old or 90 years old?" Wang Siming said.

"Go away, how can you be so old?" Bibi Dong said in an angry tone and punched the guy's arm.

Wang Siming put his arm around Bibi Dong's shoulders and said, "I won't let you go even if you are eighty or ninety. Dong'er, you are so beautiful..."

"Ah..." Bibi Dong was heartbroken when she heard this, but she did feel the sincerity of the other party.

Perhaps because of the elimination pill, Wang Siming found it increasingly difficult to control himself, and he couldn't help but kiss Bibi Dong's lips again.

This time Bibi Dong did not refuse, because the long-lost feeling of love appeared again, shattering all the remaining love and ruthlessness for Yu Xiaogang in her heart.

It's all my wish, whatever I want.

After the war, Bibi Dong was lying in Wang Siming's arms. The man fiddled with her hair and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

"I'm thinking about how to face you in the future. After all, I am the Pope of Wuhun Palace, and you are just an ordinary soul master. Do you want to join Wuhun Palace as well?" Bibi Dong asked.

Wang Siming shook his head and said: "Can the small pond in Wuhun Palace support a real dragon like your man?"

"What real dragon? I think it's real." Bibi Dong pouted.

Bibi Dong whispered.

"Then, you are my woman now, so don't do anything bad in the Wuhun Hall." Wang Siming ordered.

"What does it mean to cause trouble? Our Wuhun Hall is a formal organization. Without the Wuhun Hall, these spirit beasts would have no direction to move forward. What do you mean by causing trouble?" Bibi Dong asked delicately.

Wang Siming turned around and thought for a moment, "Everyone related to your man is a good person. You can do whatever you want with anyone who is against me."

"How do I know who is related to you?" Bibi Dong said speechlessly.

"Just like Tiandou's Lanba Academy, you can't let Wuhun Palace intervene." Wang Siming said with an example.

"Lanba Academy? Liu Erlong's academy? This is not acceptable. That woman and I are incompatible with each other." Bibi Dong said through gritted teeth.

Wang Siming raised his hand and slapped her on the buttocks and said, "What does it mean to be incompatible with each other? Isn't it just her who competed with you for Yu Xiaogang? Now that you are my woman, how can you think about those wild men?"

"Why do you speak so harshly? It has nothing to do with Yu Xiaogang. I just feel unhappy with Liu Erlong." Bibi Dong said angrily.

"Then from today on, you must become good sisters with Liu Erlong." Wang Siming ordered.

"What did you say? How is that possible?" Bibi Dong said contemptuously.

Wang Siming leaned into her ear and said slowly: "Liu Erlong is also my woman. You are sisters now, do you understand?"

"What? Liu Erlong? With you?" Bibi Dong couldn't believe her ears.