Douluo: Disaster Poison Body, revenge Qian Renxue at the beginning

Chapter 79 Master and disciple get together!

"What exactly am I planning to do?" Xue Qinghe turned a deaf ear to Bibi Dong's question: "You will know soon."

He pinched Hu Liena's neck and slowly lifted it, and the toxin quietly invaded her nerves.

The pain in her legs gradually eased, and Hu Liena had time to sort out everything that suddenly happened.

What the hell is going on here?
She vaguely remembered that she seemed to be taken away by Xue Qinghe.
Hu Liena forced herself to stand up against the wall with her legs folded, looking around blankly: "Xue Qinghe, you"

She wanted to say something, but the scene in her mind before she fainted made her shut her mouth.

After a long time, Hu Liena asked in disbelief: "Where is Yan?"

Xue Qinghe waved his hand calmly in the breeze, and the meaning was obvious.

Hu Liena couldn't help but cover her mouth, and her pupils suddenly shrank.

Although Yan is a bitch, he is still a Soul Emperor.

But Xue Qinghe actually slapped him to death with just one casual slap.

Looking at it this way, if she was as arrogant as Yan, I'm afraid she would be treated as useless and shot to death.
Hu Liena swallowed: "What do you want to do!"

She cannot die. As long as she can live smoothly, she will be able to become the Pope of Wuhun Palace in the future. How can she die at the hands of her enemy?
Hu Liena was also a little confused. She had probably never had direct contact with Xue Qinghe, so why would this guy come to her?
"Money, or power, what can you use to tempt people?" Xue Qinghe looked at Hu Liena disdainfully: "Or is it just with your extremely poor body?"

"I have no interest in you."

Hu Liena was suffocated for a moment, and she hurriedly said: "I am the Pope's disciple, the future Pope of Wuhun Palace!"

"If you can let me go, I can go to the Pope to intercede."

Before she finished speaking, Hu Liena suddenly spoke up, as if she had seen Bibi Dong just now.

However, in the severe pain, she had completely forgotten about it.

Hu Liena followed her first memory and saw that Bibi Dong was indeed staying at the other end of the alley.

She looked at Bibi Dong eagerly and said, "Master!"

"Pope, Xue Qinghe is here now!"

"He dares to enter the Spirit Hall and is asking for trouble. Please take action and kill Xue Qinghe -"

Although Xue Qinghe is strong enough, he can travel across the continent without any hindrance.

But in Hu Liena's heart, Bibi Dong is the person at the top of the continent. Even if he is as powerful as Xue Qinghe, he can only run away in front of her.

As long as Bibi Dong is willing, she must be 100% sure that she can kill Xue Qinghe.

If he dared to appear in Wuhun Palace, wouldn't he be putting himself in a dragon's pond and a tiger's den, waiting for death?
But Bibi Dong didn't react at all, and he was almost lying down. The arms that had been hanging in the air for a long time made Hu Liena feel a little bad in his heart.

She asked Bibi Dong with some confusion: "Master, what are you waiting for?"

"Hurry up and kill him! Shouldn't there be a feud between us and Xue Qinghe? Why do you have to stay silent for such a good opportunity?"

The current Bibi Dong had some strange feelings in Hu Liena's perception, as if the person in front of her was not Bibi Dong.

She is just a weak woman.

In Hu Liena's mind, if this person was really Bibi Dong, she would definitely step forward without saying anything, give Xue Qinghe two big sinuses and then ask the guards of Wuhun Hall to arrest Xue Qinghe.

The more Hu Liena spoke, the more embarrassed Bibi Dong became.

Kill Xue Qinghe. She thought that it was a pity that she no longer had the capital to compete.

Even if he had the strength to stand in front of Xue Qinghe, he couldn't lift any strength in his limbs, and running would turn into squirming.

What's more, in front of his most promising heir, this appearance was already a great shame and humiliation for Bibi Dong.

But there was nothing she could do.

Facing Hu Liena's questions, Bibi Dong could only close her eyes in pain and whispered: "Hu Liena, stop talking."

Hu Liena's face suddenly froze when she was about to continue asking why. She was puzzled that Bibi Dong remained cowardly in the face of a powerful enemy.

She shook her head crazily and muttered to herself: "No, no, you are not my master. You are not the Pope of Wuhun Palace!"

"Where am I now? It must be in a dream."

She kept trying to force herself out of this so-called dream, and she acted absurdly again and again.

But the physical pain has been engraved in her bones, and she has never been able to leave this place.

Hu Liena had to accept this so-called reality: "This is all true."

She fell to her knees on the ground in despair, looking darkly at Bibi Dong across from her.

No one was interested in her clown-like behavior. The homeless people just stared greedily at the spring light peeking out of Hu Liena's messy clothes, while Bibi Dong stared at Xue Qinghe and wanted to cut him into pieces.

Xue Qinghe stood there with a smile on his face, his hands folded across his chest, watching the master-disciple recognition scene.

In her hoarse voice, Bibi Dong tried her best to question Xue Qinghe: "Xue Qinghe, tell me!"

"What else do you want to do?"

So far, she has lost the most important thing about herself. Even through all kinds of torture, she has not experienced the pain that comes from losing her cultivation.

There weren't many things in her life that made her happy, so she naturally didn't want Hu Liena to go through the same journey again.

"Of course it's to get back at you." Xue Qinghe's smile only made Bibi Dong chill.

That's the devil's smile.

Everything he did was not even for entertainment at all, but outright revenge, a hundredfold revenge, until the enemy's body and mind collapsed, his soul dissipated, and he fell into a whirlpool of pain that would last forever.

Bibi Dong was trembling all over, and her blood rushed to her heart. She couldn't help coughing out a mouthful of red blood in pain: "You" "You have ruined my cultivation. Isn't that enough? What I cherish most has been deprived of you." "

“You—let Hu Liena go!”

Xue Qinghe just laughed at Bibi Dong's begging for mercy. It seemed that Bibi Dong's begging for mercy and giving in were like the most classic show of a circus clown in his eyes.

He had wanted to see this scene more than once in his revenge dreams.

At this moment, all the dreams had become reality, and Xue Qinghe even wanted to open a bottle of old wine to celebrate.

Celebrate that the Pope of the Wuhun Palace will one day end up in this situation.

"Let it go if you say let it go?" Xue Qinghe's laughter gradually stopped, and he twitched and held his abdomen.

"But for me, it's not enough!"

(End of this chapter)