Douluo: I, the King of Wudang, was picked up by Bibi Dong

Chapter 47 Forty-six: Bibi Dong, the contradiction between gentleness and coldness!

Suddenly, a look of indifference appeared on Bibi Dong's face.

"Understood, back off!"

Bibi Dong sat on the dressing table, looking at her face in the mirror, her golden pupils becoming colder and colder.

"Ghosts are becoming increasingly useless."

Immediately, Bibi Dong turned around and walked to the hanger, looking at the papal robes and crowns placed on the hanger!

Bibi Dong moved her eyes to the wardrobe nearby, picked out a silver gilt dress, put it on and walked slowly towards the Pope's Palace.

Pope Palace!

In the majestic hall, Yue Guan and Gui Mei, two titled Douluo, stood in the hall with depressed expressions.

Yue Guan yawned, looked at Ghost Douluo beside him with a distant expression, and complained in a low voice:

"Old ghost, old ghost, how could you lose the young master..."

"It's useless for you to drag me here. You don't know how much His Majesty the Pope values ​​the young master."

"Old ghost, don't say that I, Yue Guan, am unloyal. I really can't help you with this matter. You're done!"

Hearing this, a look of helplessness appeared on the ghost's face.

"The young master said..."

Suddenly, the ghostly voice stopped, and the hall was silent.

"Click, click!!"

A series of low footsteps, approaching from far away, slowly echoed in the hall.

Hearing this, Yue Guan and Gui Mei immediately showed respect on their faces. Qian Shou stood in the main hall, not daring to be presumptuous!

Not long after, above the main hall, on the side of the first person, Bibi Dong, wearing a silver flowing gold dress, slowly walked to the first person.

Bibi Dong stood at the head of the hall, looking down at Gui Mei and Yue Guan, who were standing in the hall, with a sneer on her lips.

"Hey, what day is it today? You two are here."

"Ghost, tell me, what soul ring has the young master absorbed now...?"

The cold voice echoed in the hall, and the ghost's face turned even pale at this moment.

The ghost looked respectful, cupped his fists and said:

"His Majesty the Pope, young master...young master, my subordinate has lost me."

In an instant, there was deathly silence in the entire hall, and the ghost could hear his own rapid heartbeat.

Footsteps sounded again, approaching from far away.

The cold voice slowly echoed in the hall.

"I've lost track... the ghostly martial spirit who is known as the fastest in the world, the titled Douluo of the Spirit Hall, the ninety-fifth level honorary elder..."

"Okay, okay, you are really getting better and better!"

At this point, Bibi Dong was already standing in front of the ghost.

Yue Guan saw the silver gilt dress in his sight. At this moment, he was even more nervous and even his breathing became weak.

The ghost Guizhou stood, feeling the terrifying coercion emanating from Bibi Dong's body, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

I felt quite helpless inside.

Young Master, Young Master, I hope your letter is useful, otherwise the old ghost...

But I really want Barbie Q.

"His Majesty the Pope, my subordinates..."

"boom!"

A burst of terrifying energy burst out from Su's hand, gently hitting the ghost's chest.

The next moment, the ghost's figure was like a kite with a broken string, flying backwards behind him, and his whole body hit the stone pillar supporting the Wuhun Palace behind him.

He fell to the ground, his face flushed, and a mouthful of blood spat out from Ghost Douluo's mouth.

The ghost showed fear on his face and immediately clasped his fists and said:

"His Majesty the Pope, here is a letter from the young master to you..."

At this moment, standing next to Bibi Dong, I noticed the fearful power bursting out of Bibi Dong's body, and heard the sound of Ghost Douluo hitting the stone pillar behind me.

Subconsciously, he took a deep breath and whispered:

"His Majesty the Pope, since we have the young master's letter, it would be better to read it before making a decision..."

Hearing this, Bibi Dong glanced at Yueguan coldly.

Yue Guan immediately stood aside knowingly, not daring to plead for Ghost Douluo again!

Fortunately, I didn't follow the young master at the beginning, otherwise, the one who is unlucky today is not the old ghost, but me! ! !

Bibi Dong flipped her wrist, and the envelope in Ghost Douluo's hand floated towards Bibi Dong.

Holding it in her hand, Bibi Dong looked at the font on it and slowly tore open the envelope.

"Sister, you are my king."

"Don't blame the old ghost, I left on my own."

"However, I will come back. When I come back, sister, I will make you three wishes. As long as you ask them, I can make them come true for you."

"Throughout this journey, my sister is so kind, but those hypocritical Shangsan sects have always been against my sister."

"Sister, wait for me for three years. After three years, I will make the people of Shangsanzong shut up!"

"I will help you sit on the throne on top of the world!"

"Sister, you are actually quite beautiful. It would be better if you could not be so awesome and smile more."

"Greetings, King Wudang!"

Seeing the eloquent handwriting on the letter paper, a smile appeared on the corner of Bibi Dong's lips.

Little guy, you still fight for me.

three years?

I'm really looking forward to where you will have grown in three years.

Bibi Dong slowly turned around and walked towards the head of the palace.

The cold voice echoed in the hall.

"Ghost Douluo, I'm not in a good position to protect the young master. Go to Douluo Hall and face the wall for a month as a warning to others!"

Hearing this, Ghost Douluo's eyes turned red, and he said excitedly:

"Subordinate, thank you His Majesty the Pope!"

.....

Three days later.

Star Lake!

The warm sunshine shone through the tree branches and reflected on Wang Ye's face.

At this moment, Wang Ye's aura was more powerful than three days ago.

As the sun shines, the blue light spots have disappeared at this moment, but the king can still feel the endless energy radiating from the blue silver grass.

The blue silver grass in the immortal coffin is being continuously poured into his own body.

Suddenly, Wang Ye noticed that the Titan Giant Ape and Xiao Wu had returned and stopped in the Blue Silver Domain.

After checking the Blue Silver Emperor in the immortal coffin, he found that the Blue Silver Emperor's aura was more than twice as powerful as three days ago.

He took the martial spirit into his body and looked towards Xiao Wu who was not far away.

All I could see was that Xiao Wu at this moment was as depressed as a deflated rubber ball.

Seeing this, Wang Ye waved to Xiao Wu and said with a slight smile:

"Xiao Wu, what's wrong with you? Who bullied you?"

Xiao Wu walked towards Wang Ye with an aggrieved look on her face.

"Wang Ye, this is so annoying..."

"Er Ming and I found a lunatic in the Star Dou Forest. He killed many soul beasts and destroyed the Star Dou Forest completely just to absorb the soul rings."

"When we arrived, we couldn't find any trace of this person. It's really abominable..."

Hearing this, the king also showed a look of surprise.

Slaughter the soul beast? To be able to kill the spirit beasts in the Star Dou Forest requires at least the strength of a Titled Douluo, right?

Could it be that the people from Wuhun Palace came here to find themselves...

Thinking of this, Wang Ye became uneasy in his heart.

If it was really the people from Wuhun Palace who did it, he must stop it. He had just recovered the Great Ming and Erming, and he could not disrupt his plan because of the people from Wuhun Palace!

(End of this chapter)