Legend of the Angel of Douluo

The blond man was worthy of being the purple-haired woman's right-hand man, and he immediately noticed her interest in the child in front of her.

"What are you looking at, little kid? Aren't you afraid of us at all?" The blond man looked like a ghost and instantly carried Su Ming over like a chicken.

Is Su Ming panicked?

No panic at all, and as steady as an old dog!

"Hmph, your little chrysanthemum is really exactly the same as the one described in the original novel."

Just now, Su Ming figured out the identities of the three people in front of him. After all, it was really easy to distinguish these three people who were so special and stayed together.

Ju Douluo: Juhuaguan!

The current Pope of Wuhun Palace, the future Rakshasa God: Bibi Dong!

And the poor Ghost Douluo who was instantly killed by Tang San's sneak attack: Ghost!

Although he knew the identities of the three people in front of him clearly, Su Ming still showed the innocence that should be expected at this age.

"I'm looking at the beautiful young lady, you bad woman, let me go!"

Su Mingyu was not surprised. Although he knew that Ju Douluo in front of him was a man, he still looked more like a woman, so what he said didn't sound wrong.

"You... you little brat, I am a man... a man, and a powerful man!"

After hearing Su Ming's words, Ju Douluo was stunned at first, and then his face became distorted. He clenched his teeth and spoke word by word.

"Hahahaha! You kid is quite discerning. You can see the nature of this old guy at a glance. I have always thought that he was born in the wrong child in his life, hahahahaha!"

Even Ghost Douluo, who had quickly calmed down, was amused by Su Ming's remark.

"Old ghost, you bad old man actually dare to laugh at me!" Ju Douluo turned his head and glared at Ghost Douluo, who was laughing non-stop, and said with anger on his face.

The two titled Douluo who had been bickering for countless years started quarreling again today because of some of Su Ming's jokes.

However, the soul power they released invisibly was not something Su Ming could withstand. Fortunately, they were also very measured and deliberately avoided the pressure of soul power.

However, the other two spirit masters of Wuhun Palace were not so lucky.

Even if the soul power suppression released by Titled Douluo level is not directed at them, it cannot be resisted by the power of great soul master level.

"Elder Ju, Elder Gui, you two have been quarreling for so long. Don't you know how to restrain yourself in front of me?" The purple-haired woman's voice was not loud, but it was extremely intimidating. Her words just now As soon as it fell, the noise stopped.

"Yes, His Majesty the Pope." Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo both saluted the purple-haired woman.

The purple-haired woman walked up to the two soul masters Jersey, looked down at them, and said, "Which section are you two from, and why are you here?"

Jersey slightly raised his head to glance at the purple-haired woman, and then immediately lowered his head. The shock in his heart could no longer be described in words. Not long ago, the portrait of the person in front of him spread throughout the branches of Wuhun Palace. He Naturally, it is also very familiar.

This is clearly the new Pope Bibi Dong of Wuhun Palace!

"Your Majesty the Pope, we..." Jersey mustered up his courage and roughly explained the story of their trip in one breath.

"Not bad." Bibi Dong nodded slightly, then turned to look at Su Ming, who was still being held by Ju Douluo, with a profound gaze.

"It's really full of innate soul power, not bad, not bad, not bad!"

Three in a row are good, which shows that even Bibi Dong is full of praise for Su Ming's talent.

As one of the most talented people in Douluo Continent, Bibi Dong's recognition is more valuable than any honor.

"Oh? Your Majesty the Pope, this little kid is actually innately full of soul power?" Ju Douluo was also surprised when he heard this.

"It seems that our Wuhun is about to add a new genius. Nana and the others also have an extra partner." Ghost Douluo had a keen sense and quickly confirmed Bibi Dong's words and smiled.

"By the way, His Majesty the Pope, this child's martial spirit...his martial spirit...seems a little strange..." Something seemed to ring out in Jersey, and he quickly added to Bibi Dong.

"Oh? Is it a mutated martial spirit?" After hearing this, Bibi Dong quickly thought of the answer.

When her own martial soul awakened, she was also born with full soul power, and she was one of the few soul masters in history who had twin martial souls.

Twin martial spirits are also a type of mutated martial spirits, and they require more stringent conditions than the usual mutation of a single martial spirit.

"Your Majesty, that's not the case... This child seems to have no martial spirit..." Jersey said with a stiff face.

"How can there be someone in this world who doesn't have a martial spirit, and how can he have full innate soul power without a martial spirit?" Ju Douluo's sharp voice sounded.

The eyes of several people on the field focused on Su Ming again.

"Little guy, can you show me what your martial spirit looks like?" Bibi Dong walked up to Su Ming, knelt down and touched his hair, and said with a gentle smile.

Bibi Dong's smile as warm as the sun shone into Su Ming's heart. For the first time in such a long time since he came to this world, Su Ming felt that he had to do something.

For example, protect the smile in front of you.

Su Ming's face turned red unconsciously, and the corners of his eyes became moist for some reason.

"Ahhh! I'm going to die. Damnable Qianxunji, hateful Tang San, hateful Yu Xiaogang, you really deserve to die!"

Seeing the child in front of her burst into tears, Bibi Dong was at a loss for a moment. A pair of jade hands as white as clouds quickly hugged Su Ming and comforted him: "Don't cry, don't cry. Have you been wronged in any way? Come with me quickly." My sister said, I will stand up for you!"

Su Ming felt the warmth and realized that his behavior was a bit too sudden. He quickly adjusted his mind and then whimpered in a low voice:

"As soon as I saw my sister, I felt myself suddenly relaxed, and then I thought of my parents. They... woo woo woo."

Su Ming squeezed his eyes, and his eyes, which were originally a little moist, were really filled with tears.

"My friends used to make fun of me for being sentimental when reading certain novels, but now it seems that it still has some effect."

When Bibi Dong heard the cry of the child in her arms and felt the tears on her chest, and then thought about her childhood experiences and the changes in these years, she couldn't help but feel sour in her heart: "This child is just like me, he is also a miserable person. .”

Feeling that Bibi Bidong's heartbeat was also accelerating, Su Ming broke away from her arms in time, wiped her tears, showed a resolute look, and murmured: "I want to be strong, I am a man, and men don't shed tears easily. "

When Bibi Dong heard what Su Ming said and looked at his resolute face, she felt more and more that the child in front of her suited her taste, so she rubbed his face and said, "Then I will be your teacher, okay? I can teach you a lot.”

"Then can I still call you sister?" Su Ming said seriously.

Bibi Dong looked at Su Ming with beautiful eyes and did not answer.

Su Ming rolled his eyes: "How about I call you teacher and sister from now on? Okay?"

It was different at a young age, so Su Ming started acting up and rolling around.

"Pfft!" Bibi Dong was also amused by Su Ming's contrast.

"You can call me whatever you want, whether it's teacher, sister, sister, teacher, sister, or sister-teacher."

When Su Ming heard this, he made a victory gesture in his heart: "It's done easily!"

When Ju Douluo saw Bibi Dong accepting Su Ming as his disciple, he said, "Boy, do you know who we are? Do you know who your sister is? You took advantage today!"

Su Ming snorted softly in his heart: "You little chrysanthemum really talks a lot. It's not certain who will take advantage of whom in the future!"

"Now, sister, you see this is my martial spirit, but I don't know how to describe it." Su Ming spread out his right hand, placed it in front of Bibi Dong, and reluctantly released his martial spirit. If it If it really exists.

When Bibi Dong saw Su Ming's empty palm, she even stopped breathing for a moment. Then she used a special method, her eyes flashed, and she finally saw clearly what Su Mingzhong's martial spirit was.

It was a vague weapon, shrouded in layers of fog.

"Is this..."

"His Majesty the Pope, something is wrong. There is a strong smell of blood in the air, and it doesn't seem to belong to a spirit beast!" Ghost Douluo sniffed his nose, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked around warily.

"You two get out of here quickly. Elder Ju and Elder Gui are following me!" Bibi Dong put aside the suspicion in her heart, took Su Ming's hand, and disappeared from the eyes of the two Jerseys in a few breaths.