Douluo's opening sign to Chaos Clock

Weak woman?

Ha ha.

Based on the strength Dong Xue showed before, if she was a weak woman, then she should barely be considered a vegetable.

As for evil intentions?

That would be even more hehe.

Let's not talk about Yuntiange, an old gentleman. Even if he has evil intentions, he doesn't have the courage.

Yuntiange knew very well that with just those two extremely evil sickles, Dongxue could raise his ashes if he wanted to.

His face was full of dark lines, and he said teasingly: "Your job at Wuhun Palace is to teach people how to act, right?"

"Not really."

Dong Xue's pink tongue gently licked the corner of her mouth and said word by word: "I am the boss in Wuhun Hall."

"The boss of Wuhun Palace is Pope Bibi Dong, right?"

Yuntiange frowned. For some reason, a very subtle feeling suddenly arose in his heart.

A strange smile appeared on Dong Xue's face, and she said rather casually: "Yes, it's Bibi Dong who you want to kill in the Pope's Palace and steal to be your mother-in-law."

Ah.

Kill him in the Pope's palace and snatch him to be his mother-in-law?

What a loud tone, I am in front of you now, I wonder if you still dare to be so arrogant!

I really want to strangle you to death, you brat!

Yuntiange suddenly started to tremble, and his blood pressure suddenly surged.

With a "clang" sound, the soup bowl in his hand had been dropped and smashed to the ground.

Dongxue?Bibi Dong?Qian Renxue?

Fog grass!

His pupils shrank, he sucked in several breaths of cold air, and a huge wave surged in his heart.

"Dongxue, aren't you Bibi Dong?"

Yuntiange forced out a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Congratulations, you guessed it right."

Dongxue, oh no, she should be called Bibi Dong now.

She looked at Yuntiange with interest, with a playful smile on her face.

"Dongxue, don't be joking."

Yuntiange forced a smile.

"Don't call me Dongxue anymore, call me the Pope."

Bibi Dong blinked. Although there was a beautiful smile on her face, her tone was extremely cold.

"I remember you said that you would kill the Pope and steal him to be your mother-in-law. Are you serious?"

Bibi Dong's smile gradually turned cold, and a tyrannical pressure suddenly hit Yuntiange like a tide.

"Na ah~"

Under the threat of this huge pressure, Yuntiange's whole body suddenly tensed up, and his joints crackled.

"seriously."

Sweat was pouring down his face, but he still tried to keep his body upright and responded with a forced smile.

"Humph."

Bibi Dong snorted coldly and said in a cold voice: "Now I'll give you a chance to take back this sentence. I don't have to kill you."

Her voice seemed to have magic power, making Yuntiange feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave at this moment, and his heart was so cold.

He wanted to release the Chaos Clock to relieve this pressure.

But Yuntiange suddenly found that his whole body had been suppressed by this coercion, making him unable to move, and he could not even release his martial spirit.

This is a huge difference in soul power levels.

Yuntiange didn't know if Bibi Dong's soul power had reached level 99 at this time, but the only thing he was certain of was that the gap in soul power between him and Bibi Dong alone was already over fifty levels.

This gap is like a huge chasm that cannot be overcome no matter how good your martial soul is or how powerful your soul ring and soul bone are.

Yuntiange endured the severe pain in his body, smiled lightly, and said, "These words may have offended you, and I apologize for that. But the meaning I expressed will not be taken back."

Bibi Dong frowned and said: "In order to show off one's words, one has to sacrifice one's life in vain. Do you think it's worth it?"

Yuntiange said with burning eyes: "I don't think there is anything wrong with liking someone."

"Ah."

Bibi Dong was noncommittal about this and curled her lips and said, "If it weren't for Nianzai who helped me, you would have been shattered into pieces for blaspheming the Pope."

"It's just that for saying such things, are you worthy of Nana?"

Bibi Dong said with a sneer, with a bit of chill in her eyes.

She didn't want her disciples to be as unkind as she was.

If Yuntiange's next answer cannot satisfy her.

Then Bibi Dong would kill him without hesitation, no matter how much relief she had gained from him before.

This is Bibi Dong's nature.

"what?"

Yuntiange was confused and thought, is there anything wrong with this?

Douluo Continent is a fantasy world, which is different from Blue Star in the previous life.

Are there any problems with having a harem?

I have to be all!

"I like you two, there is no conflict."

"By the way, does your Wuhun Palace have a rule that you can't marry your master if you marry a disciple?"

"Besides, you are her master, not mine. Let's do our own thing."

Bibi Dong's apricot eyes widened, and she said angrily in her heart: You're such a big-hearted kid, you want both master and disciple to take advantage of you, right?

She laughed angrily and said coldly: "Are these your last words?"

Yuntiange looked at Bibi Dong and said in a deep voice, "One more thing, I like you."

A subtle feeling arose in Bibi Dong's heart, her eyes were a little evasive, and she forced herself to calm down and said, "Since you helped me this time, I will spare your life."

Yuntiange felt the pressure on his body dissipate, wiped his sweat, and said leisurely: "Thank you, Lord Pope, for not killing me."

"Oh, brat."

Bibi Dong raised a disdainful smile and said condescendingly: "Come back to Wuhun Palace with me."

“Are we developing too fast?”

Yuntiange had a blush on his face and said coyly.

"Sometimes, I really want to cut open your cerebellum and see what's inside."

Bibi Dong was helpless. If it had been anyone else, he would have died countless times.

She just saw that Yuntiange was extremely talented and wanted to bring him back to Wuhun Hall to train him so that he could be a great help to her in the future.

"I just want you to join Wuhun Palace."

"Join the Wuhun Palace to send the Pope?"

Yuntiange opened his eyes wide and asked seriously.

Yuntiange's current mentality is a bit broken.

Anyway, to make it clear, I was on the verge of death, frantically testing myself.

Feeling that Bibi Dong was about to go berserk, Yuntiange knew that if he peeled off his skin again, he might really die miserably.

He laughed twice, lowered his eyebrows and said submissively: "Your Majesty, I was joking."

"I'm used to being lazy and have too much freedom. It's not suitable for me to join the Spirit Hall."

"Oh, don't come and pull me down."

With a cold face, Bibi Dong drank the snake meat soup in the bowl in one gulp, then turned around and walked out of the cave with a slight snort.

"Be careful of the heat."

Before Yuntiange finished speaking, an empty bowl quietly stood on the stone bed.

The corners of Bibi Dong's lips curled up slightly. At her level of strength, these little warmth could no longer affect her.

"My lord the Pope, didn't you say you would leave early in the morning?"

"I'm afraid that if I stay here any longer, I won't be able to help but kill you."

. . . . . .

Outside the waterfall, Bibi Dong had a faint smile on her delicate and beautiful face.

"This kid..."

"If he is like this kid, why would I do this..."

"Ha, now I have completely let him go."