Douluo: I was overheard by Bibi Dong as a salted fish

Chapter 190 Bibi Dong's Strategy
"Return to His Majesty the Pope, that is exactly the case."

Qian Daoliu sat on the dragon-level paper, and after glancing at Bibi Dong, the anger in his heart suddenly grew several times. Looking at Ye Qi'an below, he waved his hands indifferently: "Tang Hao is looking for you, This matter will be handled by you Sky Palace yourself."

As for the matter of Wuhundian and Cangqiongdian cooperating to create a public soul tool, of course it cannot be hidden from Qian Daoliu's eyes and ears. In other words, Bibidong has no intention of satisfying him.

"Senior's words are a bit false, Tang Hao is also the enemy of Wuhundian, once they get in touch with the business of soul tools, can it be regarded as Wuhundian and Haotianzong have abandoned the past? "

"Bold!"

A dog beside Qian Daoliu barked eagerly, and pointed at Ye Qi'an angrily and shouted, but Bibidong turned around and shouted angrily: "If you want to play prestige, go back to your elder hall!"

That person was wearing a Bauhinia shawl battle armor, and the golden stripes on his clothes were dazzling, but unfortunately he was frightened by the anger in Bibi Dong's eyes, so he no longer dared to say anything.

"Bibi Dong?"

Looking back at the younger brother who was staring and talking, Qian Daoliu's face turned into a sarcasm warning, he smiled slightly in his eyes, then turned his gaze to Ye Qi'an, and asked with a smile, "What benefits can Wuhundian help you get?" Woolen cloth?"

People don't like snakes swallowing elephants, who doesn't like money etiquette?
"Wuhundian has already accounted for [-]% of the profits. Regarding the matter of the soul tool, shouldn't you make a move?"

Ye Qi'an shook his head and chuckled jokingly, ignoring the anger on Qian Daoliu's face, turned around and cupped his hands at Bibi Dong, "It seems that I will report the matter of the soul guide to the suzerain."

"Bold!"

Qian Daoliu was really angry now, and Wia, who was wearing the ultimate title Douluo, poured down with all his strength, and suddenly there was wind from all directions in the Wuhun Hall, and the huge iron gate was released with a 'bang' Wia knocked away.

"Pfft!"

Ye Qi'an turned around accidentally, one leg fell into the white jade marble floor, and a huge object weighing ten thousand catties suddenly pressed down behind him, the strength of the ultimate titled Douluo made his face flush with red tide, With a ferocious face, he gritted his front teeth tightly, bent his knees and tried his best to stand up.

"Ok?"

The scene of Ye Qi'an desperately resisting made Qian Daoliu interested. He spread his right hand horizontally, and it seemed that he pressed it casually and out of thin air.

"Thousands of streams!"

Bibi Dong's eyes were red like a fierce beast fighting, she turned around and was about to slam her scepter away, but she heard a heart-piercing roar from behind: "Ah~"

rise……

Woke up,
Ye Qi'an's distorted face was ferocious, like an old wolf fighting alone, a pair of star-like eyes were already covered with bloodshot eyes at this time, and his roaring lips and teeth had already opened their fangs.

At this moment, he really understood what it means to be strong, what it means to crush all conspiracies with one punch, and what is the first cognition of power in a human being.

Suddenly, he already felt that the road to becoming a god was difficult, and it was difficult to ascend to the blue sky. Even facing Qian Daoliu in front of him, he felt that he was suddenly small like a floating in the river.

The trance in the mind seemed to change thousands of times, the bright light hanging in the sea of ​​Ye Qi'an's consciousness seemed to move in an instant,

"Puff~"

The weak beating was like his own illusion, but at this time Ye Qi'an also woke up suddenly, his pale face gasped heavily, and at the same time he felt his body and mind relaxed, and his soul power was as crazy as bamboo shoots after the rain increase,
"It was able to break through!"

At this moment, Qian Daoliu clapped his hands together, looking in disbelief at Ye Qi'an, who had just broken through the first level of soul power, and had the idea of ​​killing if he was not his own,
The idea is naturally the usual method of Wuhundian, to suppress some extremely talented geniuses in Douluo Dalu, and they are also geniuses that cannot be owned by themselves, but Qian Daoliu never thought that the young man in front of him was from Wuhundian, and Not ordinary people.

Bibidong completely ignored Qian Daoliu's opinion behind her, and made the decision of Wuhundian with a smile on her face: "You go back first, and I will trouble you, little brother, to tell you the Suzerain of the Sky Palace, about Tang Hao and Haotianzong. Wuhundian will only help."

"Thank you, His Majesty the Pope, the auction of the soul tool has already started, and [-]% of the profit will be offered with both hands soon."

"it is good."

With a wave of Bibi Dongyu's hand, Ye Qi'an bowed and retreated.

With an unnatural expression on his face, Qian Daoliu slapped his palm, pointed at Bibi Dong angrily and reprimanded him, "When will you, Bibi Dong, be able to make decisions about the Wuhun Palace?"

"Hahaha~"

She raised her snow-white swan neck and swore to laugh, covered her face with jade hands and glared at Qian Daoliu. In the next second, Bibi Dong's figure disappeared and appeared behind him.

The rapidly changing situation in the hall, the collision of the gazes from the two eyes caused the entire Wuhun Hall to be plunged into an ice cave in an instant, and everyone seemed to have fallen into an incomparably cold abyss.

"I am the pope of the Wuhun Temple, so naturally I speak like an oracle about matters related to the Wuhun Palace."

Bibi Dong frowned slightly, and looked at Qian Daoliu with a smile. The imperial temperament on her body leaked from the side, and she was not afraid of the ultimate Titled Douluo in front of her.

At this time, if someone looks away from a distance, they will find the seraph behind Qian Daoliu and the death spider spirit behind Bibi Dong stand upright, looming.

A purple-black spider silk seemed to be ejected from the mouthparts of the death spider, and the vigorous legs were tied back hard, continuously dragging the seraphim slowly, and opened the saliva flying fangs .

"Uh……"

At this moment Qian Daoliu staggered a few steps, his right hand hurriedly covered his right chest, looked at Bibi Dong in disbelief, and said a few words intermittently, "You...you... …How can it be?"

"From now on in Wuhundian, I will be the pope, and I will not execute the killing without mercy!"

The next moment Bibi Dong's figure sat on the throne, glanced at everyone in the Spirit Hall, and kissed with jade lips, "About Tang Hao and Haotianzong, act as before!"

"Yes, His Majesty the Pope!"

Yueguan and Guiying, who were trusted by Bibidong's side, naturally came out first to knelt and clasped their fists, "Follow the Pope's order!"

In the next moment, those people who have never seen Qian Daoliu before, just heard his name and didn't know who he was, let alone in the competition between the two just now,

Who is strong and who is weak can already be seen at a glance.

"I'm waiting to meet His Highness the Pope!"

"Bye, Your Highness the Pope!"

Except for those belonging to Qian Daoliu, everyone else knelt down and clasped their fists,
This scene also made Qian Daoliu's face dull. He glanced at all the people who knelt down today, and he did not restrain his killing intent. He glared at Bibi Dong and said, "It's up to you to compare Tang Hao and Wuhundian." East is in charge!"

"Humph!"

He flicked his sleeves angrily and left angrily. Before leaving, he turned his head and glanced at the kneeling people again, and saw clearly the people who kneeled to Bibi Dong today.

"Go down."

When Bibi Dong was shaken by everyone's dilemma, since he waved them all away, before these people who were staring at each other came back to their senses, the figure on the throne had disappeared, leaving only a sentence, "One mind, I will not lose to Bibi Dong."

As soon as these words fell, everyone shouted again: "Your Majesty the Pope is holy!"

The Hall of the Elders, lying on the high front, in the other courtyard of a towering building, a white robe fell, and the moment the visitor didn't wait to see clearly, there was a smear of snow in the air, and the night sprayed and stained the ground. earthy smell.

"Bibi Dong!"

(End of this chapter)