Douluo’s Stealing the Ten Thousand Realms System

"Under the title of the Pope, the subordinates have found out that His Royal Highness has been secretly meeting with a masked man for the past two months. According to the previous description of the ghost bishop and the bishop Yueguan, it is exactly what they encountered in the Star Dou Great Forest. That soul king, the other party is now the soul emperor cultivation base. And the masked man has a very keen perception, and his subordinates are too far away to be able to detect what they are saying." The black man said respectfully.

Chihiro snorted coldly, "Huh! What else can you say besides talking about love. Say, what else can be found, don't tell me that you only found these unnutritious ass."

Hearing this, the man in black sweats coldly on his forehead. He knows that he is really angry this time under the crown of the pope. "The subordinates passed the hotel where the masked man was staying and found out that the other party would check out tomorrow. Leaving Wuhun City."

"Oh?" A murderous intent flashed in Qianxunji's eyes, and his expression was grim: "Hurry up and inform Ghost and Yueguan. Once the other party leaves Wuhun City, kill him. Let them do things clean, don't let the holy The female noticed clues."

"Yes, under the crown of the Pope." As soon as the voice fell, the man in black disappeared into the secret room.

The handsome man kneeling on the side heard that Chihiro Ji was about to kill the masked man, his face was hideous, and it seemed that he was right.

After the man in black left, Chihiro looked at the handsome young man and said indifferently: "You have done a good job, and continue to monitor the saint when you go back. If the saint again has intimate relationships with other men, report to me in time. This seat will never treat you badly. From now on, you will be able to read the theory of the Soul Master of the Wuhun Temple."

Hearing this, the handsome man was overjoyed, with a contented smile on his face, and replied in a flattering tone: "Xie Pope is crowned."

"Well, you can withdraw first! You didn't hear anything about today, and you didn't see anything, otherwise..." Chihiro Ji waved his hand.

"It's under the crown of the Pope." As he said, the handsome man withdrew from the secret room in fear.

At the moment he walked out of the secret room, the handsome man once again returned to his formerly personable and amiable look.

If the clan and Bibi Dong were here, he would definitely recognize the handsome man as Yu Xiaogang.

It has been two months since he came to Wuhun Hall.

On the second day of coming to Wuhun City, she was valued by the Spirit Hall Saint Bibi Dong, and she stood out from the big basket of theoretical spirit masters who came with her.

In the complex emotions of everyone's envy, jealousy, hatred, etc., she served as the theoretical instructor of Saint Bibi Dong in the Martial Spirit Hall.

Not only that, but Yu Xiaogang also discovered that Bibi Dong, the saint of Wuhun Hall, was the "Donger" he saw in the tea shop yesterday.

For a time, Yu Xiaogang only felt that happiness had come too suddenly.

Just when Yu Xiaogang was proud and thought he was about to reach the pinnacle of his life.

God made a huge joke for him again. Since the day when he picked a mentor, Yu Xiaogang has basically never seen Bibi Dong again.

And after the Wuhundian staff had arranged a place for him, regardless of him, he was not qualified to enter the Wuhundian library. In desperation, he had to go to the Wuhundian special canteen to eat as usual every day, and return to the residence after eating to study his poor information.

At this moment, Yu Xiaogang felt that he was abandoned again.

Until a week ago, by chance, after nearly a month, he once again saw the girl who made him dream.

It's just that there is a figure next to the girl. He has also seen that person. It is the masked man named Lan Zong that he saw in the tea shop.

There was resentment in his heart, and anger in his heart. He finally knew why Bibi Dong didn't want to meet him. It was all the masked man.

Now I think back to the time when the masked man gave Bibi Dong his theory, his calm expression seemed to be to laugh at him.

Out of revenge, Yu Xiaogang secretly reported the incident to the contemporary Pope Chihiro Ji in Wuhun Temple.

Yu Xiaogang, who walked out of the secret room, was in a good mood. Once "Lan Zong" died, and other men couldn't get close to Bibi Dong, then someone else could take advantage of him.

After Yu Xiaogang left, Qianxunji's face also began to become hideous, just like the previous Yu Xiaogang, "Bibi Dong, you are mine, and your mission is to breed me forever." Don't try to escape, any man who tries to get close to you will have to die. Until the day you break through the soul sage..."

Speaking of the last, Chihiro Ji stretched out her tongue and licked the corner of her mouth, her face was full of lewdness,

However, what Chihiro Ji did not know was that on the ceiling above the secret room, a strange white face was hidden there from beginning to end, and Chihiro Ji's conversations with the man in black and the handsome man were all heard by him.

Early the next morning.

The sky was just shining, everything was silent, and a ray of light rose from the east horizon, cautiously infiltrating the light blue sky, and the new day gradually moved from afar.

On the one hundred-meter hill near the Papal Palace.

The clan bid farewell to Bibi Dong.

"Then, Dong'er, I'm leaving. We will see you in the future, and we will see you when I finish crossing the killing capital." Clan Zong said softly.

A trace of sorrow and sorrow appeared on Bibi Dong's stunningly charming face, "You bastard, if you dare to dislike my age, I will kill you and then commit suicide."

The clan smiled faintly, and said: "I don't want myself or you. Do you remember the words I said to you?"

Bibi Dong nodded slightly, and said, "Ten thousand years later, I will be dozens of years older than you."

Suddenly, the clan's sights and feelings sensed that there were two people spying on him and Bibi Dong in secret, and those two people were familiar with them.

Ghosts and chrysanthemums are off.

The difference is that Chrysanthemum Pass seems to have a bit of murderous aura to himself, while the ghostly performance is very plain.

Recalling Bai Absolute's own report last night, the corners of the clan's mouth rose slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Then Donger~www.ltnovel.com~ I'm leaving. If you don't want to eat Acacia Heartbroken Red, take the flower with you. This will not only speed up your cultivation, but also the flower will never wither without leaving the owner. Wait for me to come back." The clan urged.

Bibi Dong nodded firmly, and said, "I'm waiting for you."

While talking, the clan and Bibi Dong kissed goodbye under the gaze of Jumeiguan and Guimei.

Slowly walked out of Martial Soul City, the clan clans had spirit power attached to their feet, casting instant instant technique, all the way to the direction of the killing city.

After half an hour.

The clan stopped and said loudly: "Come out, two people, you have followed me for hundreds of miles from Wuhun City, aren't you tired?"

"Sure enough, you found us long ago." A black gas gradually gathered in front of the clan, and finally turned into a ghostly appearance.

At the same time, the chrysanthemum pass also appeared behind the clan, "Boy, although you are the sweetheart of the saint, but the pope wants your life under the crown, I can't help it."

ps: make up the fourth more