Chapter 25: with translation of chapter title translation

Just as Yu Xiaogang's heart was especially tense, Qianxunji fell from the sky and stood in front of Yu Xiaogang.

Qianxunji looked at the feigned-serious Yu Xiaogang, slapped his shoulder with a big hand, and teased with a smile:

"Xiaogang, long time no see, I didn't expect to find you here, what a coincidence."

Yu Xiaogang: "???"

Yu Xiaogang's mind was full of question marks; he had prepared himself for a beating from Qianxunji, but instead the other party smiled and greeted him.

For a moment, Yu Xiaogang couldn't make heads or tails of it, so he chuckled and said:

"Yeah, long time no see."

Seeing this, Fulan De beside him instantly lost his tense expression; he never imagined Yu Xiaogang actually knew a Title Douluo of such peerless strength.

So, Fulan De also patted Yu Xiaogang's shoulder, smiling as he said:

"Xiaogang, I didn't expect you to even know a friend like a Title Douluo?"

"Haha... haha..." Yu Xiaogang gave an embarrassed smile upon hearing that, hands behind his back, and said:

"No big deal, no big deal; after all, I'm a master of martial soul theory, having a few Title Douluo friends is normal."

"Exactly, exactly!" Fulan De replied with a laugh.

Liu Er Long's eyes were also full of surprise at this moment; she had long sensed that Yu Xiaogang's background seemed mysterious, as if he came from some great clan.

But she had asked Yu Xiaogang several times, and he never told her, only saying he didn't want to mention his family.

Now, seeing the three Title Douluo before her, she finally confirmed her guess—Yu Xiaogang indeed came from a great family.

But coming from a great family isn't a secret; why would he hide it from her? Liu Er Long couldn't figure it out.

Liu Er Long's gaze swept over the three Title Douluo.

The one in the middle wore a gold robe, his face extraordinarily handsome, with sharp angles, tall and muscular, his pectorals well-developed.

Even beneath the robe, his abdomen faintly revealed eight-pack abs.

Seeing this, Liu Er Long thought to herself, this man's waist strength is truly formidable; even fighting for three days and three nights would likely pose no problem.

Moreover, seeing the other two Title Douluo standing on either side behind him, Liu Er Long realized that this person's identity was surely extraordinary, actually having two powerful Title Douluo as subordinates.

While Liu Er Long was sizing up Qianxunji, Qianxunji was also sizing up Liu Er Long.

A head of black hair was casually tied up with a cloth, her face beautiful, her figure curvaceous.

And what was most striking was her unparalleled immense evil, making it hard not to stare.

Wonderful, it's simply wonderful!

Qianxunji even compared in his mind whether Bibidong was more evil or Liu Er Long was more evil.

Or perhaps A Yin was more evil.

In the end, Qianxunji concluded that, purely in terms of evil, Liu Er Long was the most evil.

What a tremendous evil.

Ju Dou Luo behind Qianxunji was also sizing up Liu Er Long.

Ju Dou Luo had seen many beauties, such as Bibidong and A Yin, both peerless beauties of the world.

Yet the Liu Er Long before him had looks comparable to A Yin and the Saintess Bibidong.

Especially Liu Er Long's striking evil.

At this moment, Ju Dou Luo Yue Guan finally understood why His Holiness the Pope had ordered him to send people to monitor Yu Xiaogang and Liu Er Long.

As it turns out, there is such a beauty.

And look at those legs, so round and supple, the buttocks, so perky.

Compared to Ju Dou Luo, Gui Douluo merely gave a cold, gloomy look at Liu Er Long and the three.

Because he is someone who has died once, he has lost some abilities.

So, he feels nothing for beautiful women.

His greatest interest is to partner with Ju Dou Luo, that dead chrysanthemum, to carry out missions for the Spirit Hall and remain loyal to His Holiness the Pope!

Liu Er Long studied the extraordinarily handsome man before her for a moment, thinking he was Yu Xiaogang's friend, and she politely reached out her hand to greet him:

"Hello, I'm Liu Er Long, and beside me is Fulan De. May I ask your esteemed surname?"

Qianxunji knew Liu Er Long's temperament was as fiery as her figure, but she was very courteous and especially gentle with those she loved, so he smiled and said:

"His Holiness the Pope of the Spirit Hall, Qianxunji; it's a pleasure to meet you, and we will surely get along very well in the future."

Qianxunji said this and then reached out his big hand to grasp her small hand.

Instantly, he felt her touch was tender and smooth like jade, as silky as the finest silk in the world.

In an instant, Qianxunji recalled a saying from his past life.

Dove, enjoy the silkiness together!

He, Qianxunji, also wants everyone to enjoy the silkiness!

"Spirit Hall?"

"Qianxunji?"

Liu Er Long murmured, then her face suddenly changed, she looked at Qianxunji with astonishment and said:

"You... you are actually the Pope of the Spirit Hall, Qianxunji?"

"Mm!" Qianxunji nodded.

"Hiss!" Liu Er Long sucked in a breath of cold air.

Although the Clear Sky Sect used to be the number one sect on the continent, it recently announced it was closing its doors.

Then the Spirit Hall is absolutely the strongest power on the continent today.

And as the Pope of the Spirit Hall, he will possess absolute authority and strength.

At this moment, Liu Er Long finally understood why Qianxunji had two Title Douluo under his command and why he was so handsome.

Originally, originally he was the Pope of the Spirit Hall.

And the Spirit Hall Pope's Qian family lineage possesses the inherited six-winged angel martial soul.

No wonder, no wonder he is so handsome.

Angels are inherently the most beautiful things in the world.

No, Liu Er Long suddenly realized that just now behind Qianxunji there were clearly twelve pitch-black wings, clearly not a six-winged angel martial soul.

I can't figure it out, I really can't figure it out.

However, Liu Er Long did not continue to ask, because if the other party didn't speak, she wouldn't rashly ask.

And at this moment, Liu Er Long came back from her shock, only then realizing that her hand had been held by Qianxunji all along.

At the same time, Qianxunji's fingers were still rubbing her fair little hand.

Liu Er Long's brows furrowed, and she hurriedly pulled her hand back.

However, Qianxunji lightly clenched his palm, and Liu Er Long only felt her hand firmly gripped by Qianxunji, unable to pull it out no matter how she tried.

I pull, I pull, I pull again...

After several attempts, Liu Er Long still couldn't pull her hand back.

Liu Er Long's brows slightly furrowed; she hadn't expected Qianxunji to be so handsome, yet his behavior was so abrupt, continually holding her hand and not letting go.

Even if her figure is exceptionally hot and her beauty peerless, directly grabbing her hand like this is still not okay.

If it weren't for Qianxunji being so incredibly handsome, with Liu Er Long's fiery temper, she would have definitely slapped him.

At this moment, Liu Er Long thought that Yu Xiaogang and Qianxunji were friends, so she turned her pleading gaze toward Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang sensed Liu Er Long's pleading gaze, and for a moment he stood frozen in place.

He recalled the scene where Qianxunji had violently beaten him in the Spirit Hall; if he hadn't promised to kill Bibidong with a single strike, Qianxunji would surely have slain him.

Now, seeing Liu Er Long's pleading gaze, Yu Xiaogang hesitated.

(End of chapter)