People are in Douluo, coaxing Xiaowu's soul ring

Bibi Dong glanced at the dull-eyed Yu Xiaoan, a complex emotion flashed across her eyes, and sat down on the main throne of the conference room. The scepter in her hand fell to the ground, making a soft ding sound,

"Why are you here?" The soft and melodious voice was so intoxicating.

Hearing the soft sound of the scepter hitting the ground, Yu Xiaoan just recovered. Her stiff old face turned to Bibi Dong with a rare blush, "Yes, I'm here. I haven't seen you for many years, but you are still so beautiful.

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"You're not here just to flatter me, right?" A faint smile appeared on Bibi Dong's face, skipping the topic just now, "I heard that you have accepted a disciple?"

"Well, he is a very excellent soul master." Yu Xiaoan nodded slowly, mentioning Tang San, his old face could not help but be proud, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

But Bibi Dong's next words made him unable to laugh anymore: "Really, but I heard that he lost to a boy named Lan Si again and again in the soul master competition. And you also tried to make that boy

In the auxiliary system, the first soul ring absorbed some ninety-year-old soul power holy wood. As a result, not only did they not listen to you, but they also defeated the disciples you trained and exposed it in public. Is there such a thing?

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"Those are just lies spread by mediocre people, you don't need to take it to heart." Yu Xiaoan's pupils shrank slightly, and the fists in her cuffs were clenched tightly, because they were pinched too hard, and the fingers were slightly white.

"Really? But this is what the person involved has publicly stated. Is it possible that the little guy who defeated all participating soul masters in the Tiandou Empire, including your disciple, at the age of fourteen, is also a mediocre person? What about your vision?

But it's really tall enough." Bibi Dong said calmly.

Bibi Dong's voice was a bit harsh in Yu Xiaoan's ears, so her tone was not very good. At this moment, the excess emotion in his eyes had disappeared, leaving only the usual indifference. He said impatiently: "That boy is just

I took a shortcut and was just proud for a moment. My disciple's talent is far superior to his. Sooner or later he will avenge his shame. Okay, I won't say more about the unnecessary things. Bibi Dong, I came here this time

I want to ask you two things."

"Oh?" A flash of surprise flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes, "You actually ask for help? It's interesting. It seems that time does change a person. Tell me."

"The first thing I want you to do is find someone for me. His name is Tang Ritian." As he spoke, Yu Xiaogang took out a prepared portrait from the storage soul guide.

When he arrived in the city, he found someone to draw it in advance.

According to his disciple Tang San, the earlier the fairy grass is taken, the better. After a certain age, the effect will be greatly reduced. It is impossible for him to really let Tang San wait for five years. By then, will the fairy grass still be there?

Putting aside the body, with the medicinal effect of the fairy grass, even Zhu Zhuqing is likely to surpass his disciples, let alone Lan Si. This is something he cannot tolerate.

If there is anyone else in the entire continent who can find Tang Ritian, then it is only Bibi Dong, the Pope of Wuhun Palace who is above the two great empires.

Bibi Dongyu sucked her hand, and the portrait in Yu Xiaogang's hand automatically fell into her hand. Then she looked at it. When she saw that it was her precious daughter's little boyfriend, her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly. She did not explain, but said lightly:

"What about the second thing?"

"To be honest, my disciple, like you, is also a twin martial soul owner, so I want to know how you overcame the difficulty of twin martial souls." Yu Xiaoan said, neither humble nor arrogant, with a rather serious look on his face.

It's ugly, as if I've been wronged a lot.

In his opinion, if it was his own matter, he would never plead with Bibi Dong, but for the sake of his disciple Tang San, he had to humiliate himself, lower his proud head, abandon his dignity as a man, and plead with Bibi Dong.

Hearing this, Bibi Dong, who had a calm face, shrank her pupils, and her voice suddenly became cold, "Why should I help you and let you cultivate a strong man to be my enemy? Don't tell me you don't know.

That kid’s life experience. Speaking of that kid, I have to thank you. If you hadn’t cultivated his character so badly, I’m afraid I would have sent people to the Tiandou Empire to rob and kill him on the only way for the participating teams.”

"What did you say..." After hearing Bibi Dong's words, Yu Xiaoan's body trembled violently, and she suddenly raised her eyes to stare at Bibi Dong, her eyes were about to burst, and her eyes were instantly covered with blood.

While saying this, he also moved forward to attack Bibi Dong.

In the Qinglian space, Lan Si looked at everything in the light curtain in front of him, his teeth itched with hatred, and he wished he could rush in and slap Yu's anus with a few big-eared melon seeds.

Should I say that Yu Xiaoan deserves to be called Yu Xiaoan? He strikes hard internally and is weak and powerless externally. His strong side will always only be reflected in those who are good to him.

From the moment you met Bibi Dong, you acted as if you took it for granted, as if Bibi Dong owed him everything. This is ridiculous, and only a stupid woman like Bibi Dong can tolerate this.

Just when Lan Si was filled with indignation, a familiar voice suddenly sounded next to his ears, "It looks like you are very angry?"

Faint green light gathered around Lan Si, turning into a beautiful silhouette that was familiar to Lan Si. The silhouette was none other than Bibi Dong who appeared in the light curtain.

Lan Si lost his voice in shock, "Bibi Dong, why are you here?"

'Bibi Dong' shook his head and looked down at the huge green lotus at his feet with an expressionless face: "No, I am not Bibi Dong, but the green lotus at your feet."

"What do you look like?" Lan Si looked at the woman up and down, and swallowed hard in shock.

Different from Bibi Dong, who was wearing a papal suit in the light curtain, the beauty in front of her was wearing a pink nightgown. The nightgown was extremely close-fitting, with no collar, and only two slender suspenders on her shoulders, revealing a large amount of snow-white skin.

The skin and skirt of the lower body are slanted, revealing the slender snow-white calves. The bumpy and exquisite figure is vividly outlined.

Perhaps because the skin was too smooth, under Lan Si's gaze, the right sling slowly slid down.

"I don't have a specific image, let alone a specific gender. This skin is just an illusion based on your inner aesthetics." The woman said lightly.

"My inner aesthetic?" Lan Si looked at Bibi Dong in the light screen in disbelief, and then looked at the person in front of him. He had to say that whether it was his figure, appearance or even temperament, it really suited him.

Aesthetics. Even kittens are inferior, so Qian Renxue, who inherited Bibi Dong's beauty genes, can barely compete with it.

"You can understand that I can read your mind." The woman casually put the sling back to its original position and explained.

"Really?" Lan Si touched his chin, obviously not believing it.

"If you don't believe me, you can give me a test." The woman said, still expressionless.

"Okay." Lan Si's eyes flashed with evil, "Can you tell me what I'm thinking about now?"

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