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

Xiao Wu looked at Wang Siming with a strange expression and said resentfully: "Brother Siming, why don't you speak?"

What did Wang Siming say to me?Did I say that the soft-bone rabbit has many postures?The temptation is strong?Just go to bed at night?

"It's nothing. There are some things that we can't rush. Since we are human beings, we must act according to human etiquette." Wang Siming guided.

Xiao Wu pursed her lips and said: "These human rules are really troublesome. I'm obviously mature..."

"Don't worry about being late for a good meal." Wang Siming advised again.

"But it's the same bowl of rice. How many years have Sister Liu and the others been eating it..." Xiao Wu said speechlessly.

Wang Siming almost burst into tears after hearing this. This girl has become very smart over the years.

Just as the two were standing on the street chatting, suddenly a familiar soul pressure came to them again. Wang Siming was too familiar with this feeling.

Then there is the familiar golden light, the familiar way of appearing, and the familiar thick Ju Douluo.

Wang Siming immediately reminded: "Is the lovesickness still there? Keep it on your body and put it away."

"Oh."

Xiao Wu leaned next to Wang Siming and pinched her chest a few times. The pressure given by the Titled Douluo was really quite big. Although she had received guidance from the Nether Ancestor over the years, her soul power was still a pitiful level 47. She watched Zhu Zhuqing cheating and reached Soul Saint in a flash.

In recent years, due to the growth of age, Xiao Wu's body has also grown faster, and her height has also improved significantly. Therefore, the first thing Wang Siming did when he came to Yulu Town was to buy clothes for her, and finally changed those clothes that were too short. No matter how short the clothes are, a well-fitting pink top, shorts, and seductive long socks fully show off Xiao Wu's long legs.

"You came very quickly, but why did you bring someone with you?" Yue Guan stared at Xiao Wu repeatedly, making the little girl a little scared.

"She is my sister, isn't she happy with the Pope?" Wang Siming asked.

"No, you follow me." After Yue Guan finished speaking, he led the way.

Xiao Wu followed to the Pope's Palace. She was dumbfounded by the magnificent buildings along the way, especially the Pope's Palace of Pope Bibi Dong, which was majestic, majestic and unique.

Yue Guan opened the door of the Pope's Palace and invited Wang Siming and Xiao Wu in.

When Bibi Dong saw Xiao Wu, her eyes showed enthusiasm and even greed. She ordered: "You go out first. Wang Siming and I have something to talk about. No one is allowed to come in without my permission. Remember, it's anyone."

"Okay, Your Majesty." Yue Guan moved slightly and quickly left the door of the Pope's Palace.

"This is..." Bibi Dong asked knowingly, because her soul power has been completely restored in the past six months. Xiao Wu's lovesickness can be hidden from Yue Guan and other titled Douluo, but Bibi Dong is now a peak Douluo, she The perception is much stronger.

"This is my sister Xiao Wu." Wang Siming said calmly.

Bibi Dong crossed her legs, stuck out her tongue, licked her lips, and then said leisurely: "Wang Siming, I didn't expect that you would send me such a big gift after half a year. How should I thank you?"

Gift?grateful?

"What do you mean?" Seeing Bibi Dong looking weird, Wang Siming couldn't help asking.

"Isn't a 10-year-old soul beast not a great gift? I guess she is the one imprisoned in Crow Mountain, right? I didn't expect that you would get it in the end." Bibi Dong stood up directly, and the Pope's scepter fell on the marble floor and issued a A gentle crash.

"Brother Siming..." Xiao Wu was panicking now, but she didn't dare to run around. There were countless titled Douluo outside. At this time, the only one she could imagine was Wang Siming.

Wang Siming held her hand and said, "Don't worry, I'm here."

Bibi Dong saw that Wang Siming was really protecting Xiao Wu, so she reminded: "I suggest you imprison this soul beast. After all, you are already a soul Douluo. When you reach the level of a titled Douluo and can use it, do I want this soul beast?" The beasts don’t matter.”

Wang Siming thought to himself that you, mother-in-law, were thinking about me, and he said coldly: "Don't worry about me, but if anyone dares to hurt Xiao Wu, I will kill them, and this includes my woman."

Bibi Dong felt cold after hearing this. Does this guy seem to be threatening me?She didn't like this feeling, the feeling of being controlled or threatened by others.

Bibi Dong paused slightly and suddenly appeared in front of Wang Siming. She licked her lips and said, "My soul power has been fully restored. You shouldn't be so crazy."

"Don't force me, Dong'er." Wang Siming said coldly.

Dong'er?Xiao Wu looked at Wang Siming with confusion on her face, wondering how could he call him such a familiar name?Could there be some connection with this fierce woman?

When Bibi Dong heard these two words, she laughed instantly and said: "It's rare to see you so serious. Come into the secret room with me to talk about something. The little girl can stay in the hall and play. Don't wander around, or you may die. of."

"Secret room?" Wang Siming asked in surprise.

"Well, right here at the back of the palace, you come with me." Bibi Dong said with hooked fingers.

Wang Siming thought to herself: Could it be that this woman has lost her temper?Just like Huo Wu, do you need me to clear things up?

"Brother Siming, I'm afraid..." Xiao Wu held on to the hem of his clothes and didn't dare to let go.

Wang Siming opened his hand and shouted softly: "Ruyi Golden Cudgel."

Then he saw an inconspicuous iron rod appear in his hand. He handed the golden hoop to Xiao Wu and said, "Take this, you don't have to be afraid anymore."

"This is..." Xiao Wu held the golden cudgel and felt a familiar smell.

"Believe me." Wang Siming turned around and said.

"Yeah." Xiao Wu picked up the stick and nodded.

After Wang Siming and Bibi Dong came to the secret room, this woman did not take the initiative like Huo Wu. Being able to sit firmly in the Pope's position also proved Bibi Dong's ability to control her own desires.

"What was that stick you gave her just now?" Bibi Dong asked curiously.

"It's just a black stick..."

Bibi Dong swallowed her saliva and said, "You're just not upright. Seriously, are you really not going to move that soul beast?"

Wang Siming said coldly: "Do you think I was joking just now?"

"But 10-year-old soul beasts are quite difficult to find. You need soul rings and soul skills to become a titled Douluo." Bibi Dong reminded.

Wang Siming snorted coldly: "Do I need these external things? Is a 10-year-old soul ring rare?"

After Wang Siming finished speaking, he showed his eight red soul rings, which made Bibi Dong dumbfounded. "All 10 years? How is this possible?"

"Are you ignorant? I don't have to hunt soul beasts to have a soul ring, because I am the soul beast incarnate." Wang Siming said coldly. For the woman in front of him, only through power suppression can she be able to control him. Take it heartily.

Wang Siming is convinced of this.

"Are you a soul beast? This is incredible..." Bibi Dong took a few steps back.