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

"Yu Xiaogang didn't say anything... As for other things, I'm sorry..." Wu Chuan's tone eased, and he first stabilized the empress' emotions.

He tried his best to avoid igniting Bibi Dong's temper.

But he underestimated Bibi Dong's current state.

"presumptuous!!!"

With a clear drink, he spit it out from Bibi Dong's mouth.

The ocean-like oppressive force poured down, invisible but qualitative, and the air in the entire hall became sticky. Salas, who was kneeling on the ground, covered his chest with one hand and supported the ground with the other.

The strength of this coercion does not lie in the level of soul power, but a trace of divine power mixed in!

Wu Chuan aroused his martial spirit and started with the Reaper's Scythe, which could withstand a trace of divine power.

The blood-red soul power surrounded Wu Chuan's body, reducing the pressure. Wu Chuan raised his head to look at Bibi Dong on the high platform, and hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, can't you listen to anything?"

"..." Salas, who was struggling, looked back at Wu Chuan with deep meaning in his eyes, please shut up!

After a few seconds like this, Bibi Dong restrained her emotions, and the oppressive force receded like a tide. She was high above, looking down at Wu Chuan below, like a goddess, without the slightest emotion.

At this time, she was already infected by negative emotions, and she was able to maintain a semblance of reason only by willpower.

She just wanted to hear one sentence, that letter was fake...

"Say."

Bibi Dong rested her forehead with her other hand and stared straight at Wu Chuan.

"..." Wu Chuan was a little embarrassed.

Could it be that they made up things to please Bibi Dong?

The current state of Bibi Dong was completely beyond his expectations. If he was found out lying, he might be angered instead...Wu Chuan's chest felt tight and he was speechless for a moment.

Whatever he says, may go wrong, causing unpredictable consequences!

Salas, who was kneeling in front of him, leaned down and kept winking at Wu Chuan, saying something the Pope would like to hear...!

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Wu Chuan. It was a man wrapped in a black cloth, his appearance could not be seen clearly, and his gloomy aura made people feel cold.

Wu Chuan was slightly taken aback, Ghost Douluo?Will you stand up for yourself?

"Your Majesty, please calm down..." Ghost Douluo's hoarse voice came out.

"What do you mean?" Bibi Dong asked coldly.

Ghosts and chrysanthemums have always been indistinguishable from each other, when he appeared, chrysanthemum Douluo also appeared beside him.

"This young man's martial soul is very special, and he definitely has the potential to be a Title Douluo. He has a deep affinity with the old ghost. If the old ghost comes to teach him, he will definitely be able to..." Ju Douluo's voice was full of excitement.

Even though he was a titled Douluo, Ju Douluo still had a reserved expression when facing the furious Bibi Dong.

Seeing that Bibi Dong's face was still indifferent, he explained embarrassingly: "Your Majesty, the old ghost's feeling is not wrong, he is doing his best for the Spirit Hall, you..."

What Ghost and Chrysanthemum Douluo mean is that they value Wu Chuan and want to take it for their own use.

The two titled Douluo came out as guarantors at the same time.

In the past, Bibi Dong would give them face generously, but when it came to Yu Xiaogang, she couldn't calm down. She cared more about Yu Xiaogang's reason for sending the letter than the responsibility of being the pope.

"Shut up! He is a disciple of Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect Sword and Bone Douluo!"

Bibi Dong snorted coldly, looked down at Ju and Ghost Douluo, her remaining sanity was getting weaker and weaker, the purple-black soul power on her body surface was almost uncontrollable, and gradually came out again.

Ju and Ghost Douluo looked at each other, and they all fell silent.

"Squeak..."

The door of the main hall opened, and a golden figure flashed in. Snake Lance Douluo stood together with Ju and Ghost Douluo in an instant. He was under the order of the young master, and looked up at Bibi Dong, a little less afraid.

Snake Lance Douluo clasped his fists in salute, and said:

"Your Majesty, your every move represents the face of the Wuhun Palace, please don't lose your composure."

On the high platform, seeing the three Titled Douluo standing opposite her, Bibi Dong raised the hand on her forehead, pressed the top of her head, raised her head slightly, remained silent for a few seconds, and continued to suppress her anger.

These bastards... are against her!

Obviously she only wanted one word!

Bibi Dong narrowed his eyes slightly, with a cold light flickering, staring at Snake Lance Douluo, and said bitterly: "Okay, you are not staying where you should be, and dare to come here and teach me a lesson?"

"Who gave you the courage to talk to me like this!"

"One by one, it won't work!"

Bibi Dong let out a low cry, the scepter in his hand sank heavily, and inserted it into the high platform.

The anger is almost uncontrollable...

The majestic momentum broke out again, and she couldn't help but get angry. The influence of Rakshasa God penetrated deep into her heart, and the tyrannical and evil atmosphere radiated from the inside out. She even wanted to kill everyone present.

Facing the oncoming pressure, Ju and Ghost Douluo had no intention of resisting.

Snake Lance Douluo clenched his fists and sighed softly, but he didn't stop him.

"..." Salas was crying.

Emotions changed from fear and shock to numbness now. The three titled Douluo showed up just to excuse Wu Chuan. This treatment, even the three of the golden generation, would never be able to have it!

But, after it's over, won't he be miserable?

Persimmons understand why they should be picky. Now that His Majesty the Pope is angry, there is no need to guess who to blame.

Why is his life so hard?

Salas wanted to cry but had no tears.

Feeling the oppressive force coming again, Wu Chuan aroused his soul power, and repeated the same trick, suddenly felt a sharp soul power rushing from behind, blatantly bumping into Bibi Dong's coercion.

"Boom...!" The silent collision erupted.

Wu Chuan had a clear perception and heaved a sigh of relief. Sword Douluo is here, so there is no need to worry anymore...

"Your Majesty the Pope, you are too domineering!"

The voice fell, and Sword Douluo appeared in the main hall, with one hand on his back and the other on Wu Chuan's shoulder. His sword eyes seemed to shoot out boundless sword intent, and he looked at Bibi Dong from afar.

The two lines of sight collided in mid-air.

One is the fierce Sword Douluo, and the other is the contemporary female pope, who is also a Title Douluo.

If there is a sound effect at this time, there should be a dubbing of clattering.

Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo knew how to measure. When Sword Douluo appeared, they hurried back to Bibi Dong's sides to protect them. Snake Lance Douluo also turned to the outside to avoid suspicion. Only Salas was kneeling and did not notice the three Title Douluo. The change.

Wu Chuan hid behind Jian Douluo, feeling complicated.

Bibi Dong frowned, and said coldly: "Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, do you want to start a war with Spirit Hall?"

Jian Douluo withdrew his gaze, sneered, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "Peace is always the most important thing in the humble sect. But if you are bullied to the head, you don't lack the courage to burn everything!"

The others present were a little nervous when they heard the words. Could it be that the two sides are going to war?

If Bibi Dong lost her mind at this moment, even for the sake of face, she had to go to war!

After a few seconds of calm, Bibi Dong opened her lips, jokingly said: "Very good, very stubborn, in that case, let's leave the Wuhun Temple, the temple here is small, it can't accommodate the three of you..."

Jian Douluo took a deep look at her, said nothing, grabbed Wu Chuan's shoulders, and quickly left the hall.

The moment he left the hall, Wu Chuan clearly saw that Bibi Dong was staring at him. He thought in his heart, this woman would never let it go, she was more difficult than Liu Erlong!

Sending letters to Yu Xiaogang is for fun, not for fun...

Wu Chuan was a little autistic.

Chapter 93 Bibi Dong's Attack

In the main hall, after Sword Douluo and Wu Chuan left, the door was suddenly closed with a "bang", and the atmosphere was still tense. No one present made a sound, and looked down at the ground tacitly.

"Saras..." Bibi Dong's voice did not contain any trace of anger.

Her pupils were completely filled with blood red.

Means her mind has been lost.

"...￥%#@*&￥# waste..." The chaotic whisper echoed in her mind.

Only the word "waste" is extremely clear.

Bibi Dong knew that this was the voice of Rakshasa God, she had heard it more than once, but this time it was different, it was full of anger and contempt, she was no longer willing to refute.

The loss of sanity is replaced by madness, a madness with a tendency to self-destruct.

"Teach... His Majesty the Pope..."

Salas's voice was trembling.

Lifting his head up quietly, Salas wanted to take a sneak peek at Bibi Dong. For a moment, he was stared at fiercely by a pair of incomparably cold eyes. Under these eyes, cold sweat burst out.

Hearing this voice, Salas swallowed his saliva, squeezed out a stiff smile, and said in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, do you...do you have any orders, please give them..."

"Get out, leave Wuhun City." Bibi said eastward.

She waved her sleeves, and shot out with strength. Just as Salas was about to open, he was hit hard in the chest, flew up from the ground, rolled in the air, and hit the door.

"boom!"

The corner of Salas's mouth was bleeding, and he didn't even dare to fart, so he turned and fled in desperation.

After finishing Saras, Bibi Dong turned her gaze and landed on Snake Lance Douluo's face, a sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth, and said, "Snake Lance Douluo, how dare you challenge me?"

Snake Lance Douluo immediately bent down and clasped his fists, saying in a deep voice:

"She Long dare not disobey the Pope. However, protecting Wu Chuan's safety is the task entrusted to me by the young master. She Long can only carry out the task. If His Majesty the Pope is angry because of me, please punish..."

"Get out!" Bibi Dong's eyes flashed, and she snorted coldly.

Snake Lance Douluo's figure flashed and left the hall.

Ju and Ghost Douluo looked at each other, Ghost Douluo was not good at words, so he didn't say anything.

Ju Douluo took a deep breath, and explained bravely: "Your Majesty, we didn't know that kid was so bold in advance. If His Majesty wants to teach him a lesson, we are willing to help!"

"Has the matter of the Star Dou Great Forest been investigated clearly?" Bibi Dong asked with a sneer.

"Eh..." Ju Douluo was embarrassed.

"Get out of here! Don't come back if you don't investigate clearly!" Bibi Dong roared angrily, purple-black soul power erupted, like smoke and poisonous miasma, sweeping across the high platform.

Ju and Ghost Douluo walked away without saying a word.

The purple mist quickly spread, filling the entire hall, and a tyrannical and evil atmosphere raged.

"Yu Xiaogang!!!"

"Damn it! Damn it! Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School! Sword Douluo! Wu Chuan! Damn it!"

"Ahhhh!!!"

There were roars and explosions, and the purple mist rolled more violently. The big pillars supporting the roof made a hissing sound, corroded by the purple mist, and Bibi Dong's hazy figure writhed wildly in the mist.

After a few minutes, everything subsides.

The purple mist had all disappeared, the big pillar was corroded and pitted, Bibi Dong stood on the high platform, her eyes were red, filled with blood, exuding an evil aura, "I want...to find out...!"

In an instant, Bibi Dong's figure disappeared.

……

Outside Wuhun City.

"Xiao Chuan, what did you say to the Pope? How could she lose her composure?" Jian Douluo was flying in mid-air, while turning his head to ask Wu Chuan next to him, with a strange tone in his tone.

There has never been a precedent for being able to anger the Pope to such an extent.

The two sides almost triggered a war because of this.

It is strange that Jian Douluo is not curious.

Wu Chuan patted Yinglong's wings, not too slow, and replied helplessly: "It was just a letter, she seemed to explode. I sent it to Dean Liu of Lanba Academy before, and it was the same..."

"That master... Xiao Chuan must not participate in it anymore." Sword Douluo shook his head and sighed.

Wu Chuan smiled mischievously, "I know."