Marrying Qian Renxue, Bibi Dong, why are you crying?

Chapter 7 Tang San: Just wait for my revenge.

Wuhun City is a hundred miles away.

The team escorted by the Tiandou Empire royal family is slowly advancing.

In the middle of the team, in a luxurious carriage exclusive to the royal family.

Prince Xue Qinghe sat upright, his eyelids drooped, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

suddenly.

The curtains of the carriage were raised, and a slight voice came in,
  "Young Master, we are almost arriving at Wuhun City."

Xue Qinghe's body was shaken.

Subconsciously, the palms lying flat on his knees clenched tightly.

"I understand, Uncle Bloody, please go and do your own thing."

Xue Qinghe took a deep breath and whispered.

The curtains fell, and Xue Qinghe's eyes suddenly turned red.

"Brother Wushuang, I'm back again, you..."

"How are you doing now?"

……

within the participating teams.

"Third brother, do you know where the master has been these days? He didn't even take my godmother with him."

"Have you not seen that her temper has gotten worse and worse these past two days?"

In a large and luxurious carriage, the Shrek Seven Devils from Shrek Academy were all sitting inside.

"Going to Wuhun City."

Tang San took a breath and said slowly.

At the same time, he turned to look at the other six people around him, with a strange look in his eyes.

"what--"

Ning Rongrong was surprised,

"Master, why is he going to Wuhun City? Why doesn't he come with us?"

"It's nothing. The teacher has his own things to do and he didn't tell me."

Tang San smiled.

"OK then."

Ning Rongrong was a little disappointed.

"Boss Dai, you'd better take good care of your injuries. Otherwise, wouldn't it be very painful if you can't play in the finals?"

Tang San changed the subject.

But no one noticed that his eyes were full of wonder and expectation at this time.

Dai Mubai snorted,
  "Although it has only been three or four days, the wounds on my body have already healed. No matter what, winning against Yu Tianxin's Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Spirit this time is more important than anything else. Okay, everyone, don't waste time. This carriage is really good, and there will be no problem in practicing on it. Your soul power is almost about to break through. Practice as soon as possible. Try to level up before participating in the competition. This way we can be more sure."

heard.

The rest of the people didn't show any expression, only Tang San's drooping palms clenched suddenly.

really!

Boss Dai's answer was exactly the same as the answer in the dream.

Tang San turned around and opened the curtain, his eyes falling on another carriage not far away from them.

Not long after, he saw Feng Xiaotian riding a war horse to the carriage of Blazing Academy.

"Brothers from Blazing Academy, can I come in?"

Feng Xiaotian smiled.

Noticing Tang San's gaze, Xiao Wu quickly stepped forward,
  "Third brother, Feng Xiaotian must be planning some conspiracy when he goes to Chihuo Academy."

she whispered.

Tang San couldn't hide his excitement and lowered the car curtain.

It's true, everything in the dream is true.

He wanted to forcefully suppress his emotions, but the curve of his raised mouth was even harder to suppress than AK47.

He looked at Dai Mubai and the others.

Dai Mubai and others looked at him doubtfully.

what happened?

Is the mistress losing her mind and going crazy?
  Why did he suddenly look at Feng Xiaotian and giggle.

"Third brother, you..."

Xiao Wu spoke with concern.

"Little San, you..."

Dai Mubai also hesitated to speak.

"Xiao Wu, Boss Dai, don't worry, I'm fine."

Tang San said.

But he quickly added,
  "I'm just so excited."

"Xiaosan, aren't you frightened by the participating teams from Wuhun Palace?"

Ma Hongjun had a smirk on his face.

As soon as these words came out, Dai Mubai and even Oscar's expressions changed.

"Ma Hongjun, shut up." Dai Mubai shouted,
  "Even if the opponent has three opponents above level 50, as long as we cooperate properly, we will definitely win."

Tang San smiled confidently, clenched his fists and said

"of course not."

"It's just a few soul kings. Even if they have martial soul fusion skills, I already have a way to deal with them."

"Believe me, not only will we win this time, but we will also give Wuhundian a slap in the face."

In the previous dream.

Although they won, some incidents occurred when they left, which made him lose face.

At the same time, it also made him completely hate someone.

Qin Wushuang.

Even at the end of the dream, even though he had achieved the status of Shura, he still could not get rid of Qin Wushuang.

Poseidon?
  Since he had this dream and knew everything that was going to happen in advance, he was bound to win the position of Poseidon.

Qin Wushuang, wait for my revenge.

……

At night, the Pope's Palace.

Qin Wushuang sat cross-legged on the bed to rest.

Although Qian Daoliu had agreed to his request to enter the enshrinement hall, due to the news from Ghost Douluo, entering the enshrinement hall could only be postponed for a few days.

He frowned in thought.

In his last life, he worked as a dog licker, but ended up dying tragically, so he didn't want to have anything to do with Bibi Dong this time.

But this crazy woman felt something was wrong today.

How could she allow herself to kill Yu Xiaogang?

Uncharacteristically, you took the initiative to invite yourself to participate in this competition?

Qin Wushuang shook his head.

It’s really a needle in a woman’s heart.

Just as he was frowning and thinking wildly, footsteps suddenly came from outside the side hall.

The sound is very light.

It seems that he is deliberately not letting others find out.

who is it? Qin Wushuang's eyes flashed.

This side hall is relatively far from the Pope's Palace, so he is the only one who lives there, and no one else comes to disturb him on weekdays.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and the sounds that fell into Qin Wushuang's ears became louder and clearer.

Until.

The key to the palace door made a sound.

"Ka Chi Chi—"

Very lightly, very carefully.

Qin Wushuang stood up from the bed with a strange expression.

He had already sensed the identity of the visitor through the breath coming from him.

"Crack."

There was a crisp sound when the key was dropped.

Immediately afterwards, the thick stone door of the palace was separated from both sides, revealing the pale moonlight outside.

as well as.

A slender figure covered in moonlight.

The silver moonlight embellishments made Bibi Dong look less solemn tonight and more enchanting and charming.

"How did you come?"

Qin Wushuang frowned and spoke, his voice full of coldness.

Entering the bedroom, Bibi Dong's eyes first swept away the furnishings as if unintentionally.

Then, she slowly looked at Qin Wushuang,

"I heard that you rejected my competition invitation?"

The voice was cold, and there was no emotion or sadness to be heard.

"Yes."

Qin Wushuang nodded and admitted.

Seeing that he still looked very cold towards me.

Bibi Dong frowned, feeling blocked in her heart.

"Because of me?"

she asked softly.

The beautiful eyelashes drooped gently, covering her eyes like fallen leaves falling into a deep spring.

"If His Majesty the Pope comes here just to ask this question, then he can leave now."

Qin Wushuang answered coldly without hesitation.

……

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(End of this chapter)