Douluo: The system lets the fairy attack Tang San

I saw Ling Qi standing firmly in the void, her delicate face splashed with a few drops of red blood, and her bright red lips made it look enchanting.

Brilliant golden light surrounds you, setting it off like a background board.

She clearly looked like a pure angel, but she was holding a bloody human head in her hand.

It's the white-haired young man.

he died.

Below, Ju Douluo was curled up on the ground, moaning in pain, his eyes widened due to excessive fear, staring at the girl in mid-air.

Impossible...impossible!

She doesn't even have a martial spirit, how could she be so strong!

How could I lose to such a loser? !

"Take it, consider it my gift to the Pope."

Ling Qi bent her eyes and smiled, then let go and threw the head in her hand to Ju Douluo. Her light eyes swept over it, making the others shudder.

You must know that the strength of the young man is no less than that of the Soul Saint!

Then how could these soul saints be her opponents?

The head fell to the ground, rolled twice, and stopped firmly next to the young man's body. Soon, blood flowed out, spreading out into a bright and beautiful picture.

Ghost Douluo ducked beside Ju Douluo and helped him up.

"If you can't kill her, then kill Tang San."

The two of them looked at each other, their eyes full of murderous resentment.

Ju Douluo raised his hand and threw the giant velvet-toothed chrysanthemum. The petals spread out, revealing a beautiful luster.

He said decisively, "I'll hold her back while you kill Tang San."

"If we don't kill Tang San, it will be difficult for the two of us to explain to the Pope!"

This was the most unsuccessful time for the two of them to join forces.

The Pope sent them here with the confidence that they were bound to win, but now that Yunpan is dead, they are at a disadvantage despite being outnumbered. If word spreads, they will be ridiculed by all the soul masters for thousands of years!

Their prestige and reputation in Wuhun Palace will no longer exist!

Yunpan is the young man in white. Now his body is separated and he dies with his eyes open.

Ling Qi saw through their intentions at a glance, and her spells rushed towards Ju Douluo, a little anxiously.

Tang San can't have an accident.

Last time, she was seriously injured by the Pope, and now she barely recovered [-]%. And because she had just dealt with Ju Douluo and Yunpan, she had already consumed most of her spiritual energy.

Now his expression remains unchanged, trying to deceive them.

But Tang San was also at the end of his strength.

No matter how powerful the soul master is, he can't defeat everyone.

Qian Renxue looked troubled, holding back the pain, and said to Tang San, "I'll cover your retreat, hurry up."

She released her soul skill, and her whole body suddenly burst into blue light.

The ghostly Ghost Douluo had already joined the battlefield and struck her with a striking blow.

Tang San's eyes darkened, then he helped her.

"what!"

Qian Renxue was severely injured, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground in a state of embarrassment. When she lowered her head, her eyes calmly touched Ghost Douluo in the air for a moment.

Ghost Douluo made a move.

He had just launched his attack, but even though he had absorbed [-]% of his power, it still resulted in a devastating blow.

What if it's really hurt...

"Sansan! Let's go!"

The ethereal spiritual power came overwhelmingly. Ghost Douluo's expression changed suddenly and he suddenly stepped back. Several Soul Saints around him retreated and released their soul rings to resist the incoming strange moves.

The opportunity is coming!

Ling Qi carried Qian Renxue on her back and quickly rushed deep into the valley with Tang San and Tai Tan.

The people from Wuhun Palace tried to catch up, but Ju Douluo shouted, "Stop!"

The disciples all stopped and looked at the two Douluo-level elders with puzzled eyes.

Why not chase? Since the opponent is on the run, he has exhausted his soul power and is about to reach the limit. If we pursue the victory, we will surely capture them!

Ju Douluo closed his eyes, held back his facial twitching, and muttered, "Don't chase the poor bandits. This time, I will spare their lives."

His eyes fell on the tragically dead body on the ground.

"Take the body and return to the palace."

"Yes."

......

Pope's Palace.

The subordinate tremblingly raised the plate in his hand and knelt in the center of the hall.

The strong smell of blood spread quickly.

Bibi Dong opened her beautiful eyes and cast a leering gaze on the plate. Angry murderous intent suddenly appeared on her noble and cold face.

"What a Lingqi!"

"Two elders tried to take action, but they couldn't take down a useless person? Our Spirit Hall has fallen to this level now?!"

The Pope was furious, and everyone below was frightened. They knelt down and bowed their heads in sincerity. No one dared to make a sound at this time.

"Teacher, calm down."

Hu Liena resisted the pressure and spoke, but when Bibi Dong's sharp eyes swept over her, she swallowed subconsciously.

"You said that Ling Qi was a character who appeared from nowhere."

"Not even your God of Death domain can deter her, huh?"

Hu Liena said in a deep voice, "Teacher, this woman is really weird. She is not using soul skills. She is weird and strange, a bit like witchcraft."

Bibi Dong snorted coldly.

She continued, "But teacher, don't worry. Didn't Miss successfully lurk around Lingqi? She might -"

"She? Is she worthy of tampering with my plan?"

Mentioning these, Bibi Dongmian became even more angry and couldn't help but sneered.

"You're just a girl who doesn't know how to behave. You think you can really hide from the sky and successfully lurk? You don't know how high the sky is."

Hearing this, Ghost Douluo said quietly, "His Majesty the Pope, maybe this time, I really have to rely on the young lady."

At that time, the fleeing Ling Qi and others temporarily rested on a back slope.

Tai Tan held on to his exhausted body and looked out for the wind not far away. He was alert to the people from Wuhun Palace chasing after him, while also paying attention to nearby crises.

All four people were injured, and the most serious one was undoubtedly Qian Renxue.

Tang San said, "She was severely injured in the virtual mirror, and now she has exhausted all her strength by using her soul skill again."

Qian Renxue leaned on the stone, weakly pulled her lips, and smiled to herself, "Now, I have really become a burden to you."

"Give me the map."

She honestly took out the map, handed it to Tang San, and then began to close her eyes to heal her injuries.

The route out of the valley was not clearly marked on the map, but Tang San used his own thoughts and analysis to figure out a way.

After a while, he put away the map and walked towards Lingqi not far away.

"Qi Qi."

Hearing the voice, Lingqi turned slightly sideways, leaving only the round back of his head.

Tang San naturally knew that she was having trouble.

"Still mad at me?"

"Qian Renxue..." He opened his lips. He didn't know what to say for a moment. After a while, he pursed his lips and said, "If you don't like her, then I'll let her go."

"You're asking knowingly, right?"

Ling Qi was so angry that she turned around and glared at him fiercely. However, her eyebrows were delicate and her face was soft. Instead of showing anger, she was a little more coquettish.

Tang San curled his lips and smiled, "I didn't."

She said angrily, "No, don't you know why I don't like her?"

"Why?" he asked seriously, as if he really didn't understand at all.

Lingqi stared at him for a few seconds, her eyes sinking into the deep pool, unable to touch any deep meaning, just a little smile mixed in, with the intention of teasing her.

She suddenly pounced on him and grabbed him by the collar, her movements extremely domineering.

"Tang San, I saved your life."

"So, you can only like me, do you understand?"

Tang San curled his lips and smiled, caressing her soft cheeks with his palms affectionately, his usually cold brows and eyes were illuminated by a soft light.

He bowed his head and whispered, his voice seductive, "Okay, I only like you."

The closeness of the handsome face caused Lingqi to shrink her neck, her heart thumping in her chest, and her cheeks flushed with shock.

She felt something was wrong with herself.

Why is it that teasing others only makes me blush?

Immortals who have cultivated the ruthless path should not be so determined.

The system's cold mechanical voice sounded in his mind, "Congratulations to the host, the favorability is +10. The current favorability is 62."

Lingqi was ecstatic in her heart.

Great, one step closer to success.