Divorced Ning Rongrong, Cheng Qianrenxue's live-in husband

Chapter 85: Under the moonlight, Bibi Dong kept testing and was almost exposed, making Dugu Yan the woman of Chen Wushuang

The expectant smile on Bibi Dong's face froze instantly after she heard the other party's answer.

The corners of her mouth twitched noticeably and her eyes narrowed slightly.

There was a mixture of coldness and anger.

Chen Wushuang immediately absorbed twenty thousand years of anger and lust power from this woman.

This made a gleam of light flash in his eyes, and his body and mind, which were tired from just accompanying him, immediately became energetic.

But just when he thought that the anger in the woman's heart was about to explode after accumulating to the extreme.

But she suddenly exhaled heavily and said with a helpless smile:

"My dear friend Wushuang, I am really going to be pissed off by you!"

"There are countless men in this world who would love to have dinner with me!"

Suddenly, I felt a chill coming from behind me.

He followed Bibi Dong into the courtyard, looked at the dark night sky with the bright moon hanging high in the sky, frowned and said:
"Originally, Tang Hao used his level 97 soul power to perform Haotian's unique skill, the Ring Blast!"

"And yet you were unwilling to even agree to my small request to join the Pope's Palace!"

Bibi Dong's expression became more solemn and cold than ever before when she said:
"It may not be that easy for Spirit Hall to kill Tang Hao tomorrow!"

At this time, Bibi Dong turned around.

"But the true strength is really beyond the reach of even this emperor!"

“Although friend Wushuang’s soul power is only level ninety-four!”

The expression on the stunning face was slightly stunned, then he chuckled and said:
"Friend Wushuang, are you afraid of Tang Hao?"

"Please tell me the information about Tang Hao as promised!"

Chen Wushuang collected his thoughts, glanced at her, shook his head and said:
"As long as Tang Hao hasn't become a god yet, I have a way to kill him!"

"The Clear Sky Hammer spirit originally inherited by the Clear Sky Sect disciples seems to have undergone some kind of mutation!"

"Then Tang Hao's strength has probably reached an extremely terrifying level now!"

She walked slowly towards him, holding the Pope's scepter in her right hand, and said with a charming smile:

“I didn’t expect that he might have obtained the inheritance of the gods of the Slaughter City!”

Bibi Dong's words were full of disappointment and helplessness, as well as a hint of resentment.

"The aura is no longer ancient and vast, but reveals a fierce murderous aura!"

"It was he who caused the Haotian Sect's martial soul mutation and power to surge!"

"It's even possible that he has obtained the inheritance of the gods of the City of Slaughter!"

But just as she stretched out her white jade-like left hand and was about to touch the little guy's chest.

"This is extremely similar to the Killing God Domain obtained after fighting in the Killing City!"

But he did not answer the question posed by the other party but said:

She looked at the young man in front of her with complicated eyes and finally sighed again and said:
"My dear friend Wushuang, I know that I am not as young and beautiful as Qian Renxue!"

"So this emperor guesses that Tang Hao must have had some adventures in the Slaughter City in recent years!"

Bibi Dong looked at his nonchalant expression with surprise in her eyes.

Chen Wushuang followed out from the hall and found that Yue Guan had been guarding outside from beginning to end.

"Since I have said that I will tell you the information about Tang Hao, I will not break my promise!"

I began to re-examine the true strength of this little guy in my heart.

Chen Wushuang watched the woman act indifferently as he absorbed two thousand years of lustful power from her.

"Your Holiness, the dinner is over!"

"I understand why you chose Qian Renxue over me!"

"I believe that the Pope, as the ruler of a superpower, will keep his promise!"

Bibi Dong gave him a charming look, curled her lips and said in a feminine manner:
"My friend Wushuang, there is no need to use provocation!"

"It can burst out with power comparable to that of a demigod!"

Their chests were almost pressed together, and they could even feel the hot air exhaled from each other's vents.

"It's just that the price you pay is different!"

Looking at the handsome face of this guy in front of me under the bright moonlight.

"Since three years ago, the secret agents of the Spirit Hall have discovered that Tang Hao frequently travels between the Slaughter City and the Haotian Sect!"

"After all, what man in this world doesn't like younger and more beautiful women?"

"And those spies lurking in the Haotian Sect's headquarters secretly discovered that the Haotian Sect's disciples' strength had skyrocketed!"

Bibi Dong walked until she was less than half a fist away from Chen Wushuang.

She gently pushed open the crystal chair, stood up, picked up the Pope's scepter beside her, walked out, and said in a serious tone:

Bibi Dong's face changed drastically and she turned around quickly, only to find that a Seven Absolute Sword emitting colorful light was pointing directly at her chest.

She felt the terrifying murderous intent emanating from it and her forehead was covered with sweat.

The Pope's scepter in his hand subconsciously struck towards the Seven Deadly Swords but it turned into pieces directly.

The Seven Deadly Swords came from behind and were already against his neck.

Just as Chen Wushuang was controlling the Seven Deadly Swords and preparing to take the opportunity to chop off Bibi Dong's head.

But suddenly he discovered that this woman was leaking out an evil and illusory Rakshasa power. In a brief moment, he had already assessed the battle strength comparison between himself and Bibi Dong.

If one's own combat power is compared to ten, then Bibi Dong's combat power is as high as nine with the blessing of the power of Rakshasa God.

Moreover, this was the peak combat power that he had to achieve by using more than one Seven Absolute Sword Soul Skills.

Chen Wushuang instantly realized that tonight was not the best time to attack. It was obvious that he did not have the strength to kill with one blow.

He quickly controlled the Seven Deadly Sword to stop, only cutting a little of the snow-white skin on Bibi Dong's neck.

A trace of scarlet blood spilled out and he said indifferently:

"Your Holiness, please don't test me again!"

"Otherwise, I won't be able to keep my Seven Deadly Swords next time!"

Bibi Dong was shocked when the Seven Deadly Sword cut the skin on her neck.

At that moment, she subconsciously activated the power of Rakshasa sealed in her body and thought that Chen Wushuang wanted to kill her.

Who would have thought that after Chen Wushuang's cold words rang out, the Seven Deadly Swords actually stopped.

Bibi Dong's eyes were filled with surprise, anger, and deep fear.

She stared at the Seven Deadly Sword against her neck for more than ten seconds.

Feeling the blood flowing down his neck, the corner of his mouth twitched.

It was a long while before her beautiful face showed a charming smile again.

Bibi Dong simply ignored the Seven Deadly Sword that was still against her neck and turned around.

He looked at the indifferent young man in front of him with gentle eyes and said with a hint of reproach:

"My dear friend Wushuang, you really can't stand being teased!"

"You always use your divine Seven Swords to scare me to death!"

She even pretended to be scared and patted her chest with her hands, looking like a frightened little girl.

Chen Wu watched with his eyes fixed on the Seven Deadly Sword which was already against Bibi Dong's neck. Now was the best chance to kill her.

But he also knew very well that the Pope woman in front of him must have deliberately exposed her flaws in order to lure him into the trap.

If I couldn't help but attack her at this moment, I would definitely be attacked by the power of Rakshasa.

By then, Bibi Dong would at most be seriously injured but not fatal.

Chen Wushuang really didn't expect that this woman would dare to test him with her own life.

Such courage and strength are worthy of the position of Pope. No wonder Qian Daoliu is so wary of the Pope's Palace under her leadership over the years.

Chen Wushuang still had a cold expression on his face. He did not retract the Seven Absolute Swords, but turned and flew into the air and said:

"Your Holiness, we are both smart people, so there is no need to continue acting!"

"Since the dinner is over, I'll take my leave now!"

"To deal with Tang Hao tomorrow, we will need the Pope's help!"

Bibi Dong looked at the little guy who was gradually disappearing into the night sky with a serious expression.

The Seven Deadly Swords against his neck did not disappear until the opponent's breath disappeared in the range of the Pope's Palace.

She then breathed a sigh of relief and touched her neck with her right hand, and saw a pool of scarlet blood.

He smiled bitterly on his solemn face and said:
"It seems I'm worrying too much!"

"Chen Wushuang didn't intend to kill me!"

"It's a pity that I couldn't successfully recruit him into the Pope's Palace today!"

"This little guy is always so cold and it's so hard to gain his trust!"

"What should I do?"

Bibi Dong looked at the broken scepter fragments on the ground and suddenly her face was filled with murderous intent and she said:

"Could it be that Chen Wushuang has been persuaded to join the Worship Hall?"

She had received news during the day that Qian Renxue had secretly returned to the Worship Hall, and she was extremely anxious.

"With Chen Wushuang's unfathomable strength, I'm afraid he is no less powerful than me!"

"If we allow him to join the Worship Hall, the consequences will be disastrous!"

Bibi Dong narrowed her eyes slightly, and a cold murderous intent flashed in her eyes, but it quickly turned into a helpless sigh:

“We can only kill Tang Hao tomorrow and then think of a way to win over Chen Wushuang!”

Then she walked towards the bedroom step by step in the night with her tired body.

The back figure was continuously lengthened in the moonlight, appearing extremely lonely and desolate.

Wuhun Hotel, presidential suite on the tenth floor.

In the room, Ye Lingling had already taken off the black veil on her face.

A cool and beautiful face was revealed.

She looked at her best friend Dugu Yan, who had wrapped herself in a quilt and cried for several hours.

He reached out and pulled the quilt and said helplessly:

"Yanyan, stop torturing yourself like this!"

"If you really want to become His Majesty Wushuang's woman, I have a way that may help you!"

(End of this chapter)