Douluo: In the beginning, Bibi Dong retrieved him to the Hall of Spirits!

Chapter 9 Chapter 9: Qian Daoliu accepts a disciple, please reject it first.

Just because you see that you don't like it, you have to destroy the second martial spirit!

Bibi Dong's beautiful red eyes stared at Meng De, and her eyes changed, showing relief, guilt, and more emotion.

This child was not raised in vain.

She hates the angel bloodline because that beast even hates the evil offspring she gave birth to. But for the child Meng De, Bibi Dong really likes him.

Sensible, well-behaved, and pleasing to her. Because he didn't like it, he was willing to give up his twin martial soul talents and voluntarily abolished one martial soul to make himself happy. He was a good child.

"As long as His Majesty the Pope is happy, I am willing to do anything."

Meng De continued to send out words to Bibi Dong, and his words were as sweet as they could be, and every word he said touched the heart of the noble and beautiful Pope.

Looking at the well-behaved and obedient little puppy, the murderous intention in Bibi Dong's heart faded away, and a touch of kindness appeared in her beautiful rose eyes. After all, she picked it up by herself. If she really wanted to do it, she couldn't do it.

"I'm sorry, Xiao Miao, I just lost my temper. There are some things I can't tell you, but you have to remember that my long-cherished wish in this life is to destroy the angel lineage, so, Xiao Miao, don't let me down."

Bibi Dong's nine soul rings were lingering, and the titled Douluo was full of momentum. His beautiful rose eyes glowed with scarlet light, and his clothes and hair were floating up. He looked down at Qian Guangyao who was lying on the ground, like a person in charge of the power of life and death.

Queen!

Suddenly, another golden figure appeared, and the terrifying pressure on Qian Guangyao's back was offset after his arrival.

"Your Majesty the Pope, this is the order of the Great Consecration."

Qian Daoliu would not allow the owner of Seraph's spirit to wander outside, especially if it fell into Bibi Dong's hands. Who knows what kind of education he would receive, or it would be safer to keep him with him.

Tang Chen is dead, Bo Saixi is no longer in Douluo Continent, Qian Daoliu is the well-deserved strongest man in the continent.

Facing the extremely powerful Pope, Qian Guangyao's handsome face showed a trace of dissatisfaction. As the commander of the Angel Legion, his status is equivalent to that of an elder. Even the Pope cannot be so rude to him. Besides, he is directly under the enshrinement hall and will not return.

Bibi Dongguan.

The person who came was surprisingly the commander of the Angel Legion, the eighty-fourth level Contra ~ Qian Guangyao.

Hearing this, Bibi Dong's beautiful face revealed a sneer. How could her little puppy give up just because of your words?

Bibi Dong felt Meng De's movements, and instead of feeling displeased, she stretched out her hand to touch Meng De's little head and looked at Qian Daoliu provocatively.

Qian Daoliu looked at Meng De, showed a kind smile, and persuaded softly.

Hearing that Qian Daoliu wanted to accept Meng De as his disciple, Bibi Dong was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes darkened.

"Xiao Miao, you have twin martial souls, and you are innately full of soul power. Your talent is undoubtedly the best in the mainland. Remember, only when the Soul-Eating Spider Emperor's martial soul reaches the ninth level, can you give the Seraphim a martial soul.

Get a soul ring, do you understand?"

Bibi Dong stood up and turned to look at Qian Guangyao, her eyes cold and stern with disgust. Of course she knew what Qian Daoliu had in mind. She just wanted Meng De to "recognize his ancestors and return to his clan", which was a beautiful idea.

Qian Daoliu helped Qian Guangyao up. Although Qian Guangyao looked only about thirty years old, his real age was about the same as Qian Xunji, and he was Qian Daoliu's nephew.

Facing Bibi Dong, whose soul power has reached level ninety-three, the nine-level gap is like a natural chasm that cannot be crossed or resisted. The terrifying pressure like the top of Mount Tai directly crushed Qian Guangyao, suppressing him and crawling on the ground, unable to move. A pair of

The flawless white angel wings drooped on both sides, looking extremely miserable.

Hug the Pope's thigh tightly and never let go.

But he didn't expect that this child would awaken the Seraph Martial Spirit, and then he was identified as a descendant of the Qian Family.

"In this case, it is better to let this child choose whether to follow me into the worship hall or continue to stay with you."

Meng De also looked at Qian Daoliu carefully. He looked like he was only thirty years old, but his real age was over a hundred years old. He was a handsome man with blond hair and ageless strength, and his combat power was also terrifying.

"I'm afraid you are joking. I picked this child up from outside. You didn't come to ask for it before, but you waited until the martial soul awakened to come. It's really a good plan."

Bibi Dong knelt down with soft eyes, raised her white catkin and gently touched his little head, and explained softly. Meng De's young face showed an expression of enjoyment.

At this moment, a golden beam of light descended from the sky and landed at the door of the palace. A handsome blond young man wearing golden angel armor walked out. He was about thirty years old. There was a golden angel mark between his eyebrows. A pair of white wings spread out behind his back, with golden patches.

The feather of light fell, and the aura of divine light lingered. The aura was powerful, but it was far inferior to that of a titled Douluo.

Is there any Bibi Dongxiang? No.

"I said let Sendo Liu come!"

Old man, you want to play "Super Plus" for me, right?

However, Meng De had no interest in becoming the peerless Douluo as his disciple and inheriting the position of the Great Priest of the Spirit Hall.

"Your Majesty the Pope, this child has awakened the Seraphim martial spirit. He is a descendant of my Qian family. He should be taught by me personally. I hope Your Majesty the Pope will let me take him back to the enshrinement hall."

How can I let you take away the little puppy that I have raised for so many years?

Meng De nodded, of course he knew the reason.

Use Qian Daoliu to suppress her and seek death!

A terrifying aura suddenly erupted from Bibi Dong's perfect and graceful body. Nine extremely brilliant soul rings rose up and enveloped her body. The aura was vast and majestic, like an abyss or an ocean, and the space vibrated, crushing towards Qian Guangyao.

!

Qian Guangyao's face became extremely serious, and he told Bibi Dong in a deep voice that this was Qian Daoliu's order. But this made Bibi Dong even more unhappy.

But Bibi Dong had other ideas. She wanted to teach Meng De to be the sharpest sword in her hand, specially designed to deal with angels.

He came close to Bibi Dong and hugged Bibi Dong's slender legs with golden proportions. Even through a layer of leather pants, he could feel the delicate skin of Bibi Dong's beautiful legs, which were plump and voluptuous.

These words made Qian Daoliu a little embarrassed. Although he had often paid attention to Meng De over the years, he found that he was more intelligent and mature than other children, so he wanted to use the martial soul awakening ceremony to find out.

"Step back, Guangyao. Your Majesty the Pope, I am here."

"Go away! Let Qian Daoliu do it by himself."

"My child, follow me into the Enshrinement Hall. I am willing to accept you as a disciple and teach you personally. In the future, you will inherit my position and become the great enshrinement of the Wuhun Hall."

"His Majesty the Pope, the great minister wants to see this child."

He let Qian Guangyao leave first, then looked at Bibi Dong, and then his eyes fell on Meng De behind her, a trace of love flashing in his eyes.

But Meng De looked at Qian Daoliu and shook his head, very resistant.

"No, I only stay with the Pope, and I don't want to be your teacher."

Between the charming and beautiful pope and a bad old man, everyone knows how to choose.

These words made Qian Daoliu's face stiffen. He was a ninety-ninth-level peerless Douluo and a demigod, and he was rejected so simply. If this was spread, where would he put his face?

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(Meng De: Bibi Dongsai is higher! Everyone else gets out of the way.)

(End of chapter)