Douluo: Dog licking system, why do you do it the other way around?

This talent, even the golden generation of Wuhun Temple, is nothing more than that. With the support of Xie Wuhun, the future potential is limitless, and it is guaranteed to become a Titled Douluo.

It is more than enough to be his disciple.

Immediately, Ghost Douluo expressed his feelings directly, with a somewhat domineering attitude, "Be my disciple."

"..." Wu Chuan didn't expect that he would become a favorite.

"Your Majesty, I am grateful for your wrong love, but I already have a teacher."

Wu Chuan shook his head and refused.

If he had been invited by Ghost Douluo to be his disciple before joining the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Wu Chuan would not have refused. Although the Wuhun Palace was destroyed in the anime, it is now the real number one force!

"Who is your teacher?" Ghost Douluo's voice was hoarse, with a hint of malice.

If it was a small sect, he would simply kill the opponent. A mediocre person would only mislead his disciples. If it was a soul master in the Wuhun Palace, it would be easier to operate. He, Ghost Douluo, is also the elder of the Wuhun Palace.

It's not too much to grab a disciple, right?

Wu Chuan replied with a smile: "The sword and Bone Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School are my teachers."

"..."

Ghost Douluo froze for a moment, his body was wrapped in black air again, he turned and left without saying a word.

This... is a bit troublesome.

But he didn't intend to give up yet. If he missed this disciple, he might never have a chance in his life.

……

On the other side, the request sent by the front desk was received by the Platinum Bishop Salas after several turnarounds. He was working in the office and had nothing to do with the secretary. He was interrupted by the ringing of the bell.

Salas pulled up his pants, looked at the requested information, and thought about going to meet the Pope.

In the main hall, after reporting the truth, Salas stood down with his head bowed, not daring to say anything.

Recently, His Majesty the Pope's temper has become more and more eccentric, and he is prone to anger at every turn, and even he has suffered a lot.

On the high platform, Pope Bibi Dong fell silent after listening to the report.

A pair of beautiful eyes slightly scarlet, flickering slightly.

How many years have you not seen Xiao Gang?

Today, he actually asked someone to bring him a letter. Is this God's will?

Bibi Dong inherited the Rakshasa God Test, and now she is in an extremely dangerous level, called "mind training", she must either defeat the inner demons, or become a slave to the gods and lose herself.

However, the Rakshasa God is an evil god after all, no matter which one he chooses, he has a chance to become a god.

What I am most afraid of is swaying from side to side, unable to be firm, and not worthy of the next step of inheritance!

Now Yu Xiaogang's letter brought a ray of light to Bibi Dong's hesitant heart. With Yu Xiaogang's support, she can definitely overcome her inner demons, and she can even imagine a bright future.

Once you get the god position, you will change everything. Maybe the words of God can change the tragedy of the past?

Thinking of this, Bibi Dong said eagerly:

"Bring that person quickly!"

"Obey!" Salas quickly turned and left.

I couldn't help but wonder, what's so special about that letter?Can make His Majesty the Pope so moved, he wants to see the follow-up...

Chapter 91 Bibi Dong

Salas walked downstairs quickly, looking anxious.

When he came to the hall, Salas turned his eyes to the front desk. The lady in uniform was in a daze. Seeing him appear, he quickly stood up straight, bowed respectfully, and asked:

"Where's that young man?"

"I'm here." Wu Chuan walked quickly and nodded.

Salas glanced at Wu Chuan. Apart from his handsome appearance, there seemed to be nothing special about him. What moved the Pope was the content of the letter?

"Give me the letter and I will send it to the Pope."

Wu Chuan shook his head, and said, "I'm sorry, I was entrusted with delivering it to the Pope myself."

Just kidding, Wu Chuan wanted to see her beauty, how could it be possible for someone to pass it on?

Rejected by Wu Chuan without hesitation, Salas frowned slightly, snorted coldly, and said, "Don't you know my identity? I'm the Platinum Bishop of Wuhun Temple, and I'm still going to lie to you?"

Salas's tone became worse. How dare a boy and a half refuse him?

If it wasn't for the sake of asking for credit, he didn't dare to suffer setbacks in his life, and based on Wu Chuan's attitude, he would have to take action to teach him a lesson.

"My teacher is Sword and Bone Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School." Wu Chuan said flatly.

"..." Salas looked stiff.

After a moment of silence, he coughed lightly and said, "Okay, come with me."

But he no longer talked about forwarding letters.

Wu Chuan smiled and followed him away.

The lady in uniform at the front desk was dumbfounded the whole time. She seemed to hear Ghost Douluo just now, saying that he wanted to take that beautiful young man as his apprentice, but she was rejected because he was a disciple of Sword and Bone Douluo!

She is dreaming...

"Girl, I want to see your pope, please let me know. Also, is there a 12-year-old boy here?" A magnetic voice suddenly interrupted the young lady in uniform.

The young lady in uniform came back to her senses, and was stunned when she saw the handsome uncle opposite.

Because the handsome white-haired uncle on the opposite side is also very famous among Titled Douluo... Sword Douluo!

"Girl?" Jian Douluo asked again.

"Ah? Ahh...they just went to see the Pope..." the young lady in uniform said blankly.

Jian Douluo's expression changed, and he immediately turned and left.

The young lady in uniform, who looked like a puppet, was left in a daze.

……

Salas took Wu Chuan up to the top floor, and pushed open two four-meter-high doors.

The two entered with their feet forward and backward.

The main hall is very empty, with a clear view. Several tall pillars prop up the roof. In the center of the main hall, there are layers of stairs. On the top, there is a gorgeous seat. At this time, a stunning beauty is sitting on it.

The woman is wearing a purple palace dress, her graceful body shows the beauty of curves, and she is holding a scepter in her hand.

She raised her head slightly, her phoenix eyes stared at the two people below.

Wu Chuan quickly glanced at the female pope, his heart was pounding, as if it was about to jump out of his throat, a feeling he had never had before hit his heart... I must get this woman!

This thought arose in Wu Chuan's mind, it was strong and lingering.

In terms of beauty and figure, Zhu Zhuqing and the other three Douluo sisters were not bad, but he was not as throbbing as this time.

"You... submit the letter."

A cold voice came from the stage, with a faint hint of urgency.

Wu Chuan withdrew his complicated thoughts. No matter how much he thinks now, he will not get this woman. Instead, the act of sending a letter may cause unwarranted disasters. He has to cheer up to avoid being angered.

Thinking of this, Wu Chuan took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Salas beside him.

Salas didn't dare to look any further. As soon as he lifted his foot with the envelope and stepped onto the first step, the letter in his hand was picked up by an invisible force and flew towards Bibi Dong slowly, causing Salas to stop.

Wu Chuan could see clearly that the seemingly noble and glamorous Pope trembled the moment his fingertips touched the envelope.

That guy Yu Xiaogang is really charming!

For so many years, Bibi Dong, the proud girl of heaven, could hardly suppress her emotions just by receiving letters from the other party.

If Yu Xiaogang understood women's hearts and said a few good words, maybe Douluo Dalu would end directly, the big villains would be gone, and Yu Xiaogang might even be taken to the God Realm with a high probability.

But now, it is obviously impossible. With Wu Chuan's instigation, Yu Xiaogang has embarked on a path that he thinks is correct.

This path will cause Bibi Dong to go completely berserk...

Looking at the female pope who lost her composure because of a letter, Wu Chuan swallowed, took a step back silently, hid behind Salas, and fixed her gaze on Bibi Dong on the stage.

Bibi Dong opened the envelope on the spot, and when she saw the first line, her cold and pretty face became brighter, but it was only for a moment, and she was covered by even colder frost again...

Read it line by line.

The envelope turned into dust and fell from the slender hands.

It's not as beautiful as she thought...

This is a heartless letter!

Heartless!

Cut off all memories and good things!

In an instant, Bibi Dong's mind went blank, and her mind was lost.

At this moment, she doesn't want anything anymore, revenge?Become a god?Without Xiaogang, everything is meaningless.

At the same time, purple-black soul power erupted from Bibi Dong's body, and a tyrannical and ferocious aura permeated the surroundings, making the whistling sound of the wind. Behind her, there seemed to be a monster roaring.

This aura lingered above Bibi Dong's head, gradually, her eyes were stained with scarlet.

Negative emotions briefly took away her sanity!

"Okay... okay, Yu Xiaogang..."

Bibi Dong laughed back in rage, the laughter seemed to burst out from between her teeth.

"Pfft..." A wisp of blood flowed out from the corner of Bibi Dong's mouth, her blood-red pupils shrank slightly, she looked at the ground for a few seconds, then suddenly raised her head again and let out a scream!

"Ahhhh...!!!"

Ear-piercing screams swept across, and the seat beside Bibi Dong instantly shattered!

The sound wave descended rapidly, and the steps made a broken sound. When the sound wave reached the bottom, Salas was the first to bear the brunt. Salas did not dare to resist, and took the blow abruptly.

"Pfft...!" Salas snorted and knelt down on the ground.

"His Majesty the Pope calm down!"

Salas looked at Bibi Dong in surprise.

Wu Chuan behind him was also pale, but his condition was much better.

Looking at the maddened Bibi Dong, Wu Chuan didn't dare to say anything. Facing Liu Erlong, he still had the confidence to protect himself, but as a titled Douluo, Bibi Dong was really not something he could provoke.

Hiding behind Salas, covering your ears and pretending to be an ostrich!

Again!Again!

Why is Goddess Douluo always in love?

Wu Chuan simply hated that iron could not be made into steel, and the goddess in her heart was also shattered with Bibi Dong's scream.

The screaming lasted for more than a minute, and finally stopped. Wu Chuan just breathed a sigh of relief, and when he looked up, he was immediately stared at by a pair of scarlet eyes, which shocked his heart and almost stopped him suddenly!

Salas also noticed Bibi Dong's death stare, and when he looked back, he was almost overwhelmed with anger.

Good you old six!

I am frightened and under coercion in front, and you are hiding behind me?

Salas moved aside, revealing Wu Chuan's figure.

"Your Majesty the Pope, I don't know the content of this letter. After listening to Wu Chuan's words, if you have any doubts, you can ask him..." Salas hurriedly threw the pot away, lying on the ground without showing his face.

Wu Chuan twitched the corner of his mouth, you are really good at throwing the pot away!

"This letter...what else did Yu Xiaogang say?" Bibi Dong stared at Wu Chuan, and asked through gritted teeth.

Chapter 92 Five Titled Douluo

Wu Chuan took a deep breath, how should he answer?Whether to refuse firmly and show yourself, or to say good things obediently to please the angry female pope in order to escape.

A few seconds later, Wu Chuan said: