Douluo: Sword God of Seven Kills

Chapter 289 Yu Xiaogang Overwhelmed
In the huge Pope's Palace, there were only two figures.

Bibi Dong and Yu Xiaogang sat facing each other, they both bowed their heads and sipped their tea without saying a word.

Suddenly, Bibi Dong put down the teacup in her hand, looked at Yu Xiaogang, "Why did you come to see me?"

Grandmaster took a deep breath, suppressing the turbulent emotions in his heart, even he himself did not expect that seeing Bibi Dong again would make him lose control so much.

When he put down the teacup in his hand and raised his head, all the redundant emotions in his eyes disappeared, leaving only the usual indifference.

"Your Majesty, I am here to ask for something."

"Oh?" The Pope looked at the master in surprise, "You will come to beg me? This doesn't seem to be your character. It seems that time can indeed change a person. Tell me."

The master didn't explain, if it was his own matter, he would never come to plead with the other party, but for his disciple who loves his father and son, he has no choice but to come here.

Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath, and said slowly: "Your Majesty, I want to know how you got over the difficulty of twin martial souls."

Bibi Dong's pupils shrank for a moment, and she said indifferently, "You don't need to know this. Does this mean anything to you?"

Yu Xiaogang didn't hide it, "I took in a disciple, and he has been practicing with me for seven or eight years. Fortunately, he has the same twin martial souls as you. This child is very talented, I hope Can train him into a strong generation."

"Why should I help you? Do you want you to train a strong man to fight against me?" Bibi Dong's voice suddenly became indifferent.

The master said in a deep voice: "Of course not. If you are willing to tell me how you did it back then, I can assure you that this disciple of mine will never oppose Wuhundian in his entire life."

There was a smile on the corner of the pope's mouth, "It turns out that there are things you, a theoretical master, don't know. Yu Xiaogang, you are late."

"Just a few days ago, I sent people to the Heaven Dou Empire's participating teams to rob and kill them. The target is your disciple from the Clear Sky School. Therefore, you don't need to know the secret of twin spirits. "

The Pope did not hide anything, and said indifferently: "Platinum Bishop Salas has sent a message that the disciples of the Haotian School have appeared, and they are very talented."

"He has broken through level [-] at such a young age, has twin spirits, and may even have spirit bones. He is close to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and the Heaven Dou Empire. Such people cannot be used by my Spirit Hall, they can only be obliterated. "

"You..." The master stepped forward fiercely, grabbed the pope's shoulders with both hands, his eyes were instantly covered with blood, and his whole body was trembling violently.

Looking at the master's savage eyes, the Pope was stunned for a moment, "Is he really that important to you?"

With her strength, she could easily overthrow the master, but she didn't do that, but let the master's scorching hands firmly grasp her shoulders.

The master's breathing became very heavy, and he said word by word: "Bibi Dong, you heard me clearly. If anything happens to Tang San, then I will destroy the Spirit Hall at all costs. I have no children in my life, he Just like my son."

Feeling the master's breath, the Pope's face was flushed, and he said in a hurry: "Yu Xiaogang, you also have moments of anxiety? Do you remember how you left me back then?"

"For your own sister, it's funny, it's so funny. You refused to accept me for your own sister."

"I can become the pope, of course thanks to you, but I hate you, you are the person I hate the most in my life."

"I just want to make you suffer. Not only do I want to kill your apprentice, I also want to kill Liu Erlong. No, I won't kill her, I want to torture her and make you suffer."

Bibi Dong's emotions became visibly agitated, her eyes were as cold as poisonous snakes.

At this moment, there was a light knock on the door outside.

"Get lost, didn't I tell you not to disturb anyone without my order?" the Pope roared angrily.

The people outside didn't seem to have expected that the Pope, who has always been approachable, would lose his temper so much. They froze for a moment, and then said:
"Your Majesty, the two elders sent back a message. They have not completed the task and are waiting for your instructions."

"What? Didn't complete the mission?" The Pope's expression changed, "Did you complete the other two missions?"

Outside the door, the man was silent for a while, and said with difficulty: "Yes, it's...not finished."

Bibi Dong's aura erupted for a moment, then quickly restrained, looking at Yu Xiaogang at the side, "Your apprentice seems to be very lucky."

The master was stunned for a moment, the redness in his eyes gradually faded, he let go of the hands holding the Pope's shoulders, and as his emotions calmed down, he said to the Pope: "I'm afraid it's not just because of his talent that you let people kill Tang San." .”

"With the strength of Wuhundian, would you still be afraid of a soul master? If my guess is right, you are because of his father, right?"

Bibi Dong glanced at him, and said coldly: "You are still so smart, you can go, I don't want to see you again."

In fact, she let Ghost Douluo and Ju Douluo attack Tang San incidentally, mainly because she wanted to invite Chen Daochu to join the Spirit Hall in advance.

Because after reading Chen Daochu's competition materials, she didn't have the confidence to think that the golden generation of Wuhundian could win this competition.

Three tens of thousands of years of soul bones, even the Wuhun Temple will be painful.

Coupled with Chen Daochu's extraordinary talent, inviting him to join the Wuhun Palace is simply a stroke of luck.

Bibi Dong looked into the distance, her heart was full of anger, you are the first person who dared to refuse the invitation of our Spirit Hall.

She didn't know that Ghost Douluo and Ju Douluo had never seen Chen Daochu at all.

The master nodded silently and walked towards the gate. When he reached the gate and held the handle with one hand, he suddenly stopped and said indifferently: "20 years, Bibi Dong. You are still so beautiful, but I But I'm old. If it was you whose life was threatened today, I would have the same reaction. After all, you were the first person I ever loved."

"You fart." The Pope's body trembled violently, "Do you also love? You don't deserve to say this word. Love me and you will leave me? Would you rather be with your own sister? You bastard, you give me roll."

Yu Xiaogang's emotions also became agitated, "Why did I leave you at the beginning, you shouldn't ask me, you should ask the dead Pope."

"Thinking and ungrateful, you can always use this word to describe me in your heart. Whatever you think, I will still say that, if Tang San dies in the hands of people from the Spirit Hall, then I will take revenge at all costs. Bibi Dong , This is the last time I call you that. You send someone to attack Tang San, and the relationship between us will end here."

Yu Xiaogang said twice in succession that he wanted to take revenge on the Wuhun Palace, Bibi Dong, and Ghost Chrysanthemum Douluo’s mission failed. your soul power?"

"Who gave you the courage to say that?"

As soon as the words fell, a powerful aura suddenly erupted from her body, and Yu Xiaogang, who was still talking harshly just now, was directly blown away.

bang——

Yu Xiaogang's body flew a few meters away, and then fell to the ground.

When he got up from the ground in a state of embarrassment, a trace of scarlet blood had already overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Yu Xiaogang looked at Bibi Dong in disbelief and smiled, as if he didn't expect that she would actually do something to him.

Immediately, Yu Xiaogang bowed his head without saying a word, opened the door and walked out.

Seeing Yu Xiaogang's leaving back, Bibi Dong's body shook violently, as if she was about to fall without the support of the scepter.

(End of this chapter)