Chapter 192 No lower limit
"It's up to you, I'm just afraid of embarrassing you. You're not afraid of me. What are you afraid of?"
Ning Bei shrugged, lazily walked to the high platform, sat on the throne again, took out a handful of melon seeds and started cracking them.
This melon-eating gesture made Bibi Dong frown slightly, and for a moment she didn't know whether it was right or wrong to leave the other party behind.
A few minutes later, Hu Liena led the facially paralyzed man into the hall. She took a deep look at Ning Bei, who was eating melon seeds on the Pope's chair. As if she wanted to bring this man's face into her mind, she turned around and nodded to her teacher. After giving the signal, he respectfully exited the Pope's Palace.
When Dashu saw the little fox retreating, he didn't notice Ningbei on the high platform. He thought they were alone in the main hall.
Feelings brewed immediately, and his paralyzed face turned into an expression of affection and love. He took a few steps forward to close the distance between them, and trembled his lips to utter syllables.
"Dongdonger, long time no see, you are still so beautiful!"
Ning Bei had a panoramic view of Da Shi's performance, and almost spit out the melon seeds he just knocked in, so good! That’s how you play it, right?
When Bibi Dong saw this, she also frowned deeply. After a moment of recovery, she took a half step back in disgust and silently distanced herself.
"Elder Yu, please pay attention to your words. You should call me His Majesty the Pope!"
A hint of three-dimensional pain appeared on Da Shi's face, he closed his eyes and turned his head slightly.
"His Majesty the Pope."
After Bibi Dong gave him a complicated look, her expression returned to calmness, and she asked expressionlessly:
"Why does Elder Yu want to see this Pope?"
Yu Xiaogang, who knew that it was a bit rude to ask directly about the twin martial soul cultivation methods, still planned to continue to flirt with each other. After twitching the corners of his mouth, he put on those affectionate eyes again.
"Dong'er. Do we really want to become so unfamiliar?"
"That's enough. I said it before. Call me His Majesty the Pope. If you dare to offend again, I will order you to be thrown out directly."
Yu Xiaogang was very hurt and took a few steps back, clutching his chest, as if he didn't expect Bibi Dong to treat him like this, and then sighed deeply.
"His Majesty the Pope, I have come here this time to ask for something."
Bibi Dong glanced at him with cold eyes and said sarcastically:
"Elder Yu is a great soul master. It seems that you have no need to come to me!"
The meaning is very clear, I have no interest in paying attention to the petty quarrel between the great soul masters.
Yu Xiaogang raised his head eagerly and raised his hand to hold Bibi Dong's arm, but was knocked back a few steps by the soul power, but he couldn't care about it at this time.
"Only you can help with this!"
"Hmph, tell me!"
Seeing that Bibi Dong seemed to be relenting, Yu Xiaogang thought to himself that the other party still had his own feelings in his heart. He straightened his thoughts, regained his usual calm and wise expression and said:
"I have accepted a disciple, who is the only owner of twin martial souls in the world, but now that the martial souls are conflicting, I want to ask you about the cultivation method of twin martial souls!"
The hanging heart finally died, and Bibi Dong's eyes became colder when she looked at him.
"If I guess correctly, your apprentice is Tang Hao's son, right?"
Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang suddenly showed a look of horror. He didn't know how this woman knew, but since the other party asked, she must have confirmed Tang San's identity.
"Your Majesty the Eastern Pope, I can guarantee in my name that Tang San will never pose any threat to Wuhun Palace after gaining strength."
As he spoke, as if he was afraid that Bibi Dong would not believe it, he stretched out three fingers of his right hand and pointed at the sky, vowing:
"Really, I can swear!"
Ning Bei on the high platform covered her mouth tightly and almost couldn't hold back her laughter. Can you settle the murder of his mother with just a few words? Do you know that you are so awesome than your father Yu Yuanzhen?
To return your name, you have a fart name.
Bibi Dong's eyelids jumped after hearing Yu Xiaogang's oath. What kind of thing did she like before? Is the thing on her neck really a face?
Bibi Dong was so disgusted that it took a long time to calm down. "You don't have to worry about your disciple. I have already sent people to kill him."
Yu Xiaogang and Ning Bei were both shocked. Yu Xiaogang did not expect that the other party would be so disregardful of past feelings, while Ning Bei did not expect that Bibi Dong would still send people to intercept and kill Xiao Zha San as in the original work.
After being surprised, Yu Xiaogang was filled with anger. He pointed at Bibi Dong's Qiongbi and cursed.
"You are a poisonous woman. You abandoned me for power 20 years ago, but now you want to attack mainland geniuses for your own selfish desires. You are so cruel."
"You are not as good as a hair of Erlong!"
Bibi Dong closed her eyes tightly. Although she already knew what kind of person the other party was, the fact that the other party said these words in front of her still made her feel heartbroken.
After a long time, Bibi Dong opened her eyes. The temperature of the entire hall seemed to have dropped a bit, and her red lips opened slightly.
"Whatever you say, just go out if you have nothing else to do."
Hearing Bibi Dong's expulsion order, Dashu immediately panicked. He took a few steps forward and tried to grab her arm, but was still repelled by the soul power.
"Dong'er, His Majesty the Pope, please don't kill the mistress. He is really a good child."
"He understands filial piety, is kind-hearted, knows how to advance and retreat, has excellent talents, and knows how to practice hard. He has the same demeanor as I did when I was young. Please show your respect."
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"Bah!"
Ning Bei on the high platform couldn't bear it anymore and spat viciously.
Forget it if you disgust your old lover, can you please stop disgusting me? Are you talking about the little Yakuza?
Who is a kind-hearted and good person who always has a way to kill you?
Who is a good person who understands filial piety and never returns to Holy Soul Village to visit old Jack who helped him?
"Who?"
Yu Xiaogang, who was awakened by Ning Bei's voice, immediately looked towards the high platform and found someone sitting on the Pope's chair.
After seeing the figure's appearance clearly, Yu Xiaogang pointed at Ning Bei and stepped back tremblingly.
"You...why are you here!"
Apparently his clash with Nimbe after the preliminaries left a deep impression on him.
Ning Bei rolled her eyes and ignored him, continuing to crack melon seeds.
Seeing that there was no response, Yu Xiaogang turned to look at Bibi Dong again.
"Your Majesty the Eastern Pope, he is from the Qibao Glazed Sect. Don't be deceived by him."
Obviously, the scene of Ningbei sitting on the throne without any objection from Bibi Dong made Dashu misunderstand something, and he quickly wanted to expose Ningbei's identity.
"I know, does this have anything to do with you?"
Bibi Dong glanced at Yu Xiaogang expressionlessly, with no intention of scolding Ning Bei for his abrupt move.
"You, Dong'er, you are confused. The Qibao Glazed Sect is the greatest danger to your Wuhun Palace. How can you listen to his sweet words and let him sit...sit."
Apparently Ningbei's treatment made him crazy with jealousy, and his eyes began to turn red.
I couldn't even ask for the cultivation method of twin martial souls, but the boy on the high platform had a close relationship with Bibi Dong at first sight. How could I not make him jealous?
Bibi Dong felt happy when she saw Yu Xiaogang's expression, and then her eyes lit up slightly, as if she thought of something interesting.
(End of chapter)