Douluo: My Martial Spirit is the Ten Fierce Sky Horned Ants

In fact, as they wish.

Bibi Dong's heart is cold, she doesn't allow anyone to disobey her, and she doesn't allow anyone to obey her.

No one helped her, and no one spoke for her, she started cleaning the interior of Wuhun Hall by herself.

She really doesn't know how to restrain corrupt behavior, but she understands an extremely simple truth.

As long as enough people died, there would always be people who were afraid of her.

Stop killing with killing, stop evil with evil.

then

Relying on her peak ninety-nine-level Peerless Douluo's strength, she once killed more than 50% of the high-level Spirit Hall, including three platinum bishops and two Spirit Hall elders at the title Douluo level.

That is, from this time on.

After Tang Chen, the title of Ground Invincible was successfully inherited by Bibi Dong.

This time internal cleaning is useful.

Including Wuhundian, everyone in the two great empires and the upper three sects couldn't help but fear Bibi Dong from the bottom of their hearts, and no one would despise her just because she was a daughter.

Maybe corruption itself can never be cleaned up, but Bibi Dong believes that as long as she is still in power, no one will dare to follow her orders.

at last.

Under the deterrence of Bibi Dong, the murderous female pope, the Golden Soul Coin subsidy policy of the Wuhun Temple was finally implemented smoothly.

Many soul masters who had no choice but to rob their homes to support themselves obediently went to the Wuhun branch halls all over the mainland to register and register, and happily became salted fish receiving monthly allowances.

So far, the evil soul masters in the mainland have been directly reduced by more than 70%, and the hundreds of millions of people don't have to worry about whether they will be killed by the evil soul masters in the middle of the night and take away all their property.

At the same time, those evil soul masters who were born evil and loved to kill for pleasure, faced the even more terrifying Bibi Dong, many of them were not allowed to enter the killing capital in order to save their lives.

That's right.

Bibi Dong's extremely powerful internal cleansing had indeed seriously damaged the upper echelons of the Spirit Hall.

But Bibi Dong, who has won the favor of commoner soul masters, has also won the support of many bullied and bullied commoner soul masters, giving her many subordinates who are willing to work hard for her.

Unfortunately.

No one understands Bibi Dong, even if it is for hundreds of millions of Li people, few people can understand her, including her biological daughter Qian Renxue.

Even Yu Xiaogang wrote a letter accusing her of being a demon.

So she became even colder and more lonely at the same time.

This situation lasted until Dongqing appeared, and then there was a slight turning point and change.

Bibi Dong's icy heart finally warmed up slowly.

This little boy with a pure and kind smile appeared in front of Bibi Dong like a little sun, melting the coldness in her heart almost instantly.

Nothing is impossible.

Everyone's personality is different, everyone's temperament is different, and the final result will naturally be different.

Also all men.

Some men are naturally attractive, and there will always be friends of the opposite sex around them.

Some men are naturally guarded by others, and it is always difficult to gain the trust of others.

Both are women.

Some women do wrong things, it is not her who makes people feel wrong, but the world.

Some women do something wrong, and they simply feel that they are making trouble for no reason, and it is annoying to look at it more than once.

The reason why there is such a gap between people is that appearance is only one aspect that is indispensable.

Sincerity is a nirvana, but appearance is the ticket.

Bibi Dong didn't want to fall like this, but she really couldn't bear Dong Qing's warm little sun, and walked around her like a follower every day.

Perhaps Dongqing himself was just curious about the daily life of the Pope of Wuhundian.

But for a person like Bibi Dong who lacks love, it is undoubtedly a feeling of being cared about.

To be cared for, to be needed, plus a little sincerity.

For her, it is nirvana.

Wuhun City, Pope's Hall.

"Your Majesty the Pope, why do you think His Highness Dong Qing likes women of our age?" Tang Yuehua said suddenly.

To be honest, she has only gratitude but no love for Dongqing herself. After all, the age gap between her and her is too big, and she can't force herself to deceive herself.

But what about a word?

Old cows eat tender grass, no matter what.

"Xiaoqing most likely only likes beautiful people, and it doesn't have much to do with age. Otherwise, there wouldn't be several hundred thousand year-old humanoid soul beasts around him." Bibidong replied after thinking for a while.

"His Highness Dongqing is so fickle, isn't His Majesty the Pope angry?" Tang Yuehua asked curiously.

"He's not my man, why should I be angry with him!" Bibi Dong asked with a puzzled look.

Seeing that Bibi Dong was pretending to be stupid, Tang Yuehua couldn't help but said: "Kebut, as master and apprentice, you have clearly crossed the last line of defense. Even..."

Hear her say that.

Bibi Dong directly interrupted: "Don't talk nonsense, Xiaoqing is just showing respect to the teacher, how can there be such things as you said, we only have the most sincere teacher-student relationship."

In the middle of speaking, she suddenly changed the topic and continued: "Besides, aren't you also his teacher in temperament? You haven't had a dirty relationship with him in private."

"It's different." Tang Yuehua had a hesitant expression on her face. She had a lot of words stuck in her throat, but she just couldn't get them out.

Bibidong didn't ask why it was different, she just glanced at Tang Yuehua indifferently, and asked: "What's the difference, don't pretend, you and I are both of this age, after so many years, you really never thought about it ?”

heard the words.

Tang Yuehua seemed a little silent, and it took a long time before he slowly opened his mouth and said: "The man I like despises me as a useless soul master who will always stay at the ninth level of soul power, and the man I don't like, naturally I don't like it."

Men have the age of youthfulness, but women don't?

It's just that when she was at that age like a flower and a jade, she bore the title of being even more trash than Yu Xiaogang.

At any rate, he can cultivate to more than 20 levels of soul power, but she is destined to stay at the ninth level of the innate for the rest of her life.

How sad? How helpless? How lonely?

"Oh, unexpectedly, you are still an old maid."

A trace of jealousy welled up in the depths of Bibi Dong's pupils, which she didn't even notice.

"Your Majesty the Pope, can you pay attention to your words when you speak, you are the idol of all female soul masters in the world!" Tang Yuehua said helplessly.

"No, I'm not interested in idols or anything." Bibi Dong waved her hand quickly and said.

She is really not interested in these things. If she has that free time, she might as well find Dongqing to change her job, and let this little apprentice pay more respect to her teacher.

"Your Majesty, don't you know? Newspapers not only promote His Highness Dongqing, but also occasionally promote your deeds, especially the recent news about Po Saixi, the great priest of Sea God Island, and your adventures in the mainland when you were young. There are a lot of female soul masters, saying that you two are the most dazzling pearls in the soul master world."

When Tang Yuehua was speaking, she also took out a brand new newspaper from the space soul guide that looked like a blue gemstone necklace around her neck.

After years of operation, news newspapers have escaped the original situation of slightly bad typesetting. Now when you pick it up, you can see bold and black capital letters at first glance.

Follow these big words.

[Heavy headlines! 】

【Pope Bibi Dong of the Wuhun Temple and Bo Saixi, the great enshrinement of Sea God Island, the woman who stands at the pinnacle of the soul master world, a secret that she had to tell when she was young. 】

【News details are as follows】

Douluo Calendar, August 6th, 2593. On this day, Bibi Dong, who had just become the Saintess of the Spirit Hall, came out to tour the mainland and met her lifelong best friend, a best friend from an overseas island.

I still remember that day.

[Advertising space is for rent, the price is favorable, please contact Wuhun City Newspaper Headquarters if you are interested. 】

After reading the latest issue of the newspaper, even though Bibi Dong's temper has improved a lot over the years, she still couldn't help but swear at this moment.

"Depend on!"

"Your Majesty, did I say something wrong? Why did you swear?"

"It has nothing to do with you. The matter between me and that woman was all made up by Xiaoqing."

"Fake?"

"Of course it's a lie. Who has anything to do with that woman? She's over a hundred years old now, fifty years older than me. How could we take risks together when we were young?"

"The news papers, how could they be so swearing, even the little things that happen to you are so clearly recorded, I thought it was all dictated by His Majesty the Pope himself."

Bibi Dong silently glanced at Tang Yuehua, not in the mood to answer her question.

Because Dong Qing had told her a long time ago that the newspaper itself is a kind of artifact of public opinion, saying that wind is rain, and black can also be said to be white.

What's more, behind the newspapers is the endorsement of Wuhundian, plus the special status of Wuhundian in the mainland.

Except for a few people, most people trust the things reported in the newspapers, and basically no one doubts that the newspapers will fabricate facts that do not exist.

Bibi Dong didn't believe it before, and didn't believe that such a fabricated fact would be believed, so she agreed to Dong Qing's request to edit her past experience without hesitation.

But she never expected that in this world, there are so many people who lack the ability to distinguish the facts, and actually believe what happened to her and Bo Saixi when they were young.

"Hey! Teacher Xiaoqing believes in you now, and you really have the ability to turn right and wrong in the world." Bibidong sighed slightly in her heart.

The mouth of Fangmin is better than that of Fangchuan, and many people are looking at what is what.

What are the facts?

What is the truth?

They don't know it at all, and they don't want to understand it. They just follow the crowd.

Three people become tigers, some things, if there are too many people talking about them, the false ones will become true.

The former Bibi Dong, under the deliberate influence of those big and small sects and the two great empires, in the eyes of the common people, she was a cruel executioner, a cold and ruthless pope.

She was too lazy to explain, and she was not interested in explaining.

For Bibi Dong.

She doesn't care about how people look at her, she only cares about whether people around her will believe her, and whether they will be afraid of her because of these things.

But for the former Bibi Dong.

Apart from Dong Qing, even Hu Liena was actually very afraid of her in his heart, and he didn't dare to get too close to this dignified and aloof Spirit Hall Pope.

Regarding this question, Bibi Dong also asked Dong Qing before, why he was never afraid of himself.

His answer, however, was simple.

"Just don't be afraid!"

Unlike other people, Dong Qing's own blood is noble, he really doesn't feel any sense of oppression, and he doesn't feel that there is anything to be afraid of such a beautiful big sister as Bibi Dong.

As for Qian Renxue, it was her own.

Bibi Dong knew her character very well, so she naturally knew that this unfilial daughter would never be afraid of herself.

Time flies, three days have passed.

Heaven Dou Empire, Heaven Dou City.

In the west of the city, there is a place where the fireworks are fenced, and there are bursts of melodious sounds coming from inside. A dozen women in ancient costumes can be seen in the distance, standing seductively on a high platform.

They were dressed in light gauze skirts, which were very close-fitting and clinging to their delicate bodies. From a distance, the slender and graceful limbs looked particularly bright and charming.

"Looking back and dancing to the end of a fool's dream, put on heavy makeup, the show begins, and I sing all the joys and sorrows on the stage!"

With the sound of this opera song, the dozen or so women in ancient costumes standing on the high platform began to dance lightly, and they looked at the spectators below who were spending money with charming eyes.

These spectators were from all walks of life, ranging from princes and nobles to merchants and pawns. Some of them had fanatical eyes, and some looked calm, watching the song and dance performance.

These dozen or so women in ancient costumes turned a blind eye to these different eyes. Their eyes looked charming and moving, but in fact there was no emotion in their pupils.

Singing and dancing are just their jobs, and any job that has been done for a long time will eventually slowly dissipate the original passion.

Below the high platform, there was a lot of voices.

"Brother, come to listen to the music again?"

"What I'm talking about is that I picked up a few more gold soul coins, passing by here, and just walked in to take a look."

"Excellent, brother, you can pick up golden soul coins every day, and the key is to pass by here every day."

"Don't talk about that, Miss Li Wu, she's so pretty!"

"What's the use of looking good? We can only look at it from a distance. This kind of top quality is all for big fish, and it doesn't look down on ordinary people like us."

"It makes sense, even if she is really willing to follow us, we can't keep a beauty of this level."

There are rows of tables, chairs and benches placed under the high platform in an orderly manner, with a pot of hot tea and a small plate of peanuts built on it, and spectators sit together in twos and threes.

And at the closest position under the high platform, there is a set of exquisite reclining chairs, with a table in the middle, on which there are many fruits and snacks, as if they don't cost money.

There are maids wearing cheongsams serving earnestly, and a screen inlaid with landscape paintings on the surface blocks the view from the left, right, and back.

Around the high platform, there are about five or six places with such excellent geomantic omen, but they are basically occupied by palace nobles and wealthy merchants.

At this moment.

In the southeast direction below the high platform, inside the third screen from the bottom to the left, sat two men with unusual identities. One of them was in high spirits, while the other seemed very dull.

"Your Highness Dongqing, some things in your mainland are really good! Our Sea God Island doesn't have this kind of entertainment." Sea Dragon Douluo sighed in a low voice.

"Hai Long, didn't you say you have something to discuss? You brought me to Gou Lan to listen to the music?" Dong Qing stared at Hai Long Douluo speechlessly.

Check out the music

After so many years, it was really the first time for him to come to this kind of place, not because he rejected this kind of place, but because he was really not very interested in this kind of place.

Dance?

How about my Xiaowu, Zhuqing, and Xiangxiang?

And they will only dance for me alone!