Douluo: Rely on the dress-up system to hold the Goddess set

Chapter 23 A world where only Qian Xunji is injured

Author: Mohua Chengli

Chapter 23 A world where only Qian Xunji is injured

The night was lonely, and in the entire Wuhun City, except for the city guards who were still on duty and the palace guard knights responsible for guarding the Wuhun Hall, the dim lights in the city were extinguished in the increasingly heavy night.

The deserted streets were silent. During the day, the majestic Wuhun Main Hall stood in the night, shrouded in the damp and cold night fog. In this dark night, it seemed like endless thick ink was heavily smeared on the sky, even the glimmer of stars

All were obscured by heavy clouds.

A purple figure was like a ghost, seemingly moving slowly, but every time she took a step, she advanced at least ten meters.

In the silent corridor, only lights were lit on both sides of the wall. The long corridor continued downward until a thick leaden gray wall blocked the steps of the visitor.

If Qian Renxue and Qian Yuelong were here, they would definitely recognize that this thick wall was the last line of defense needed to enter Qian Xunji's secret room when the two sisters came to visit him.

The dim yellow light shone on the white profile of the visitor, and also illuminated the murderous intent surging in her eyes.

She raised her hand, and her fingernails painted with blue and purple cardamom touched the cold and thick wall. She pressed down hard with her expressionless face, and the seamless wall sunk into a rectangular brick surface, and the darkroom door mechanism was set.

When activated, a rectangular arch suddenly opened to her.

"call--"

The wind gushing from the room blew a few strands of lotus-colored hair on the side of her face, and the long hair scattered on her back also fluttered in the wind.

"Da da da,"

The special rhythm of high heels hitting the ground made the man sitting on the black throne at the end of the dark room, with his right hand leaning on the side of his face and his eyes closed to relax, open his eyes suddenly.

A cold flash of alertness flashed across his eyes, and the man raised his head slightly to look at the visitor who had entered the secret room. His pale face gave people a sense of weakness in the dim light of the flickering candlelight.

When his dark golden eyes reflected the beautiful figure wearing a snow-green dress, the vigilance in his eyes turned into doubt, and he spoke in confusion:

"Good disciple, why are you here?"

She has a beautiful face and a noble temperament. If Qian Yuelong were here, she would definitely be surprised by Bibi Dong's current changes.

If Bibi Dong was once a flower branch that was fragile and bent after being hit by a storm, then Bibi Dong now is a thorny rose that can bloom brilliantly despite the violent storm.

Perhaps, there is still poison in the thorn.

"Why did I come?"

Bibi Dong's lips were slightly opened, and she repeated Qian Xunji's question as if she was chewing slowly. Deep whirlpools surged in her pupils with a hint of purple, filled with murderous intent, excitement, and hatred.

.Many complex and obscure emotions mixed together.

I don't know if it's because there isn't enough air in the dark room. In the flickering candlelight, Bibi Dong's graceful figure reflected on the ground behind her seemed to be distorted for a moment. The originally good-looking figure actually grew long, spider-like limbs.

Realizing that something was wrong with the atmosphere, Qianxunji's eyes changed slightly. He thought of something and asked, "Where are the palace knights stationed at the door of the secret room?"

"Of course, to kill you."

Bibi Dong, who didn't answer the question, read out the answer very softly and slowly.

The moment she finished speaking the last four aggravated words, her figure suddenly twisted on the spot. Sensing the danger, Qian Xunji's face suddenly changed, and he was about to dodge, but the purple-black long thorn that was faster than his movements suddenly came out of nowhere.

Bibi Dong flashed in front of her and stabbed out from behind, mercilessly piercing his shoulders and left and right thighs.

"ah--!"

The severe pain made Qian Xunji, who was still in the weak recovery period, black out in pain and almost fainted.

But the slender hand that tightly grabbed his jaw squeezed his jaw bone hard, not only stopping his screams of pain, but also pressing the acupuncture points on his face, miraculously maintaining his consciousness.

He was in a state of sobriety and pain.

"you"

Sharp murderous intent exploded in the air. Qian Xunji looked at Bibi Dong's face, which was so close at hand, and his face was distorted by the strong hatred and joy that appeared at the same time, and a look of horror appeared in his eyes.

"Do you know how long I have been thinking about this day?"

Bibi Dong, who nailed Qian Xunji to the throne with a spider-like soul bone, spoke hoarsely. Seeing Qian Xunji being controlled by her, with a look of panic and embarrassment in his eyes, Bibi Dong almost wanted to be happy

Laugh out loud.

"Qianxunji, Qianxunji, you have today too!"

The poison from the possessed soul bone was injected into his body from the spider legs that pierced his flesh.

Chihiroji clearly felt as if his internal organs were burning in magma, his eardrums and eye sockets, and purple-black blood overflowed from his mouth and nose.

It was as if the spider poison had spread deep into his lungs.

Only then did he realize that Bibi Dong still hated him. Qian Xunji struggled to squeeze out his voice from Bibi Dong's restraint: "You can't kill me. I am the Pope."

From Qian Xunji's point of view, even if Bibi Dong manages to transfer the palace guard guarding the secret room, as long as Bibi Dong has been here, there must be traces.

As long as the elders examine his body, they will find the spider poison remaining on his bones and associate it with Bibi Dong. Even though Bibi Dong is the second twin martial soul with innate full soul power in Douluo Continent for thousands of years.

Soul masters, and millennium wizards who have not been counterattacked by twin martial souls holding soul rings at the same time, but if they kill him, the Pope of the Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong will still face the pursuit of the entire Spirit Hall!

"As long as you give up now, I can let bygones be bygones."

Qian Xunji tried to move her emotionally.

Bibi Dong was unmoved, coldness and disdain even appeared in her phoenix eyes filled with madness and joy.

"Do you think I would do something impulsive and not completely sure now?"

Her thoughts moved slightly, and the attached soul bones that had been inserted into Qian Xunji's shoulders and legs began to slowly rotate in the flesh and blood, as if she were stabbing the flesh piece by piece with a knife, causing Qian Xunji's face to twist in pain.

He stood up, his body trembling uncontrollably, and more purple-black blood overflowed from the blood hole, soaking into the papal robe that symbolized the supreme glory of Wuhun Palace.

As if she was personally smearing the glory of Wuhun Palace, Bibi Dong felt a sense of rebellious joy in her heart, but on her face, the words coming out of her lips became increasingly gentle:

"Now on the mainland, everyone knows that in the battle between Pope Qianxunji of Wuhun Palace and the newly promoted Titled Douluo, Haotian Douluo Tang Hao, Pope Qianxunji was severely injured by him. Although he returned to Wuhun Palace,

In the Soul Palace, his life is still not long."

The curve of her lips widened, and she said word by word: "This is something that even the Elders' Hall and the Enshrinement Hall know about."

Qian Xunji, who can sit in the position of the Pope, certainly has more than enough strength, immediately understood the meaning of Bibi Dong's words, and the anger of being betrayed and the panic of being grasped appeared in his eyes, "You guys!"

——Digression——

I came back late today, and there is another update that I am coding. I will post it when it is finished~

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