Douluo: Invincible from the Rescue of Bibi Dong

After hearing Qian Daoliu's assurance, Bibi Dong began to hesitate.

"Brother Jin, do you want me to stay here?" she asked.

Wang Jin saw her hesitation and understood that she still wanted to stay in Wuhun Hall.

He said: "You make your own decision. I am no longer afraid of Qian Daoliu. With me by your side, no one can hurt you. You don't have to have any scruples."

Bibi Dong looked at Qian Xunji and said, "If you want me to stay, you can, but I have a few conditions."

"Dong'er, just say it." Qian Xunji said quickly.

Bibi Dong said: "I will never call you teacher again, nor will I accept your training again. Don't disturb my life either."

Qian Xunji nodded and said: "No problem, what I did before was indeed wrong, and I won't beg you to forgive me all at once. From now on, you can use the training resources of Wuhun Palace as you like, and I won't bother you again."

Bibi Dong looked at Qian Xunji indifferently and said, "You can leave."

Qian Xunji sighed, looking a little painful, turned around and left lonely.

After Qian Xunji's figure disappeared, Bibi Dong's cold expression gradually softened.

"Brother Jin, don't blame Dong'er for choosing to stay here, right?" she asked worriedly.

"Little fool, how could I blame you?" Wang Jin said.

"Brother Jin, thank you." Bibi Dong was moved and said, "There are some reasons why I want to stay here."

"Staying here, I can have enough food and clothing, don't have to worry about life, and can spend more energy on cultivation. I want to cultivate to the title Douluo as quickly as possible, so that I won't be afraid of anyone bullying me."

"As for Qian Xunji, I will never forgive him, but he does have great kindness to me, the kindness of saving my life, the kindness of raising him, and the kindness of teaching him. I will repay these kindnesses to Wuhun Palace."

"When the day comes when I feel that I no longer owe them anything, I will leave."

Wang Jin said: "Dong'er, you can decide these things yourself."

"Ah."

Bibi Dong went downstairs and found the food delivered by the maid in the living room on the first floor, which was still warm.

Normally, if she didn't go to the restaurant to eat, a maid would bring the food here.

Regardless of her image, Bibi Dong devoured it and finally filled her stomach.

She left the plate here and went upstairs. The maid would naturally come to clear it early tomorrow morning.

After returning to the room and closing the door, Bibi Dong felt much calmer in this little world of her own.

Wang Jin's voice suddenly sounded: "Dong'er, why not... let's continue practicing?"

Bibi Dong's pretty face turned red and she said angrily: "Brother Jin, please spare Dong'er. Can we practice again tomorrow? Look at that sheet. It has to be washed tomorrow. It's all your fault."

Wang Jin floated out of Bibi Dong's body, and his soul manifested. Except for being slightly illusory, he looked no different from a real person.

He pulled off the sheet and said with a smile: "Then you can practice your soul power tonight. I'll wash the sheet for you first."

Bibi Dong was moved and said: "You are the Son of God in the God Realm, can you do this kind of work?"

"Uh... Brother Jin, I'm too smart. My spiritual consciousness has seen those maids washing clothes, so I naturally learned it. It's not difficult."

"Oh." Bibi Dong nodded, suddenly widened her eyes, and asked warily: "Brother Jin, there are so many young and beautiful maids in the Pope's Palace, tell me honestly, have you ever peeked at them with your spiritual consciousness? ?”

"Compared with you, they are all vulgar. With a beautiful girl like you, why would I peek at them?" Wang Jin explained quickly.

He looked a little embarrassed, with his back to Bibi Dong, and was not seen by Bibi Dong.

He did see it, but he didn't see it intentionally, but saw it accidentally when he used his spiritual consciousness to observe the surroundings.

Occasionally he would admire girls bathing. It was pure appreciation, appreciating their beauty.

These girls are really far from Bibi Dong.

Seeing Bibi Dong sitting cross-legged on the bed, preparing to meditate and practice, Wang Jin shouted: "Dong'er, wait a minute, I have a surprise for you."

"What surprise?" Bibi Dong opened her eyes and looked at Wang Jin expectantly.

Wang Jin's consciousness came to the system space, selected the "Ten Thousand Poisons Manual", and chose to use it.

This technique disappeared from the system space and appeared in Bibi Dong's mind as a large amount of information.

Bibi Dong was extremely surprised and asked, "Brother Jin, what is this?"

Wang Jin smiled and said: "This is a training method that can greatly increase your training speed and make the spider poison you possess become more terrifying."

Bibi Dong became even more curious and said: "Is there such a magical thing in the world? I thought that the only way to cultivate soul power is through meditation."

Wang Jin said: "Didn't I tell you before that I will teach you how to become a god? This technique is enough to allow you to easily reach the god level. Its value is immeasurable."

Bibi Dong was so excited that her face flushed, she jumped out of bed and kissed Wang Jin hard on the face.

Wang Jin raised the bed sheet in his hand and said: "The explanation of this exercise is very detailed. You can study and practice it yourself. I will wash the bed sheet first."

Bibi Dong pinched Wang Jin hard, covered her hot face and ran back to the bed.

Wang Jin laughed loudly and took the sheets to wash.

When he came out after washing the sheets, Bibi Dong was already sitting cross-legged on the bed, entering a state of cultivation.

Wang Jin was a little surprised that it was so fast.

He did not disturb Bibi Dong, and gently hung the sheets to dry on the balcony, and then quietly entered Bibi Dong's body.

……

At the foot of the Holy Mountain, in the dungeon where Wuhun Hall was used to hold prisoners, screams kept ringing out.

Yu Xiaogang was tied to a cross. His clothes were in tatters and his skin was bloody.

In front of him, a jailer waved his whip and used his soul power to whip him hard.

Every time the whip fell on Yu Xiaogang's body, there would be a blood mark. After a few whips, the skin and flesh would roll outward.

Yu Xiaogang fainted from pain several times. Every time he fainted, he would be splashed with ice water to wake him up, and the beating would continue.

There is also a healing soul master standing next to him, ready to rescue him at any time to ensure that Yu Xiaogang will not be beaten to death.

His Majesty the Pope has ordered that this guy be tortured first, and then he will be interrogated in person.

Yu Xiaogang has been beaten here for an hour, and the jailers who used the torture have also changed several times.

Yu Xiaogang's eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was extremely hoarse from screaming for a long time. This kind of pain made him worse than death!

Another whip fell, and flesh and blood spattered out. Yu Xiaogang howled miserably and cursed weakly: "Qianxunji, what did I do wrong? You want to do this to me! I'm from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect. Young Master, my father is a level 96 Super Douluo!"

A cardinal standing nearby was furious and shouted: "How dare you disrespect the Pope? Beat me hard until you die!"