Chapter 63

Mishi?

Tangyuehua murmured, a bad premonition rose in her heart, she asked anxiously:

"Can we not go to Mishi? I hit it off with Qian Daoliu Grandpa at first sight; otherwise I could move in with her for a while."

"Smack!"

"Ah!"

In pain, Tangyuehua cried out in anguish.

Qianxunji landed a heavy slap on Tangyuehua's elastic buttocks, coldly saying:

"You wouldn't think that going to Qian Daoliu's place he could protect you, would you?"

"Didn't you see just now? Even Qian Daoliu can't protect you, and I certainly won't agree."

"Oh!" Tangyuehua exclaimed, her eyes full of gloom; she knew she couldn't escape today.

But she still loved Tang Hao; how could she love Tang Hao and then bear a child for Qianxunji?

This mental torment, especially for someone like her who values etiquette and the spiritual realm, is sheer torture, worse than a fate worse than death.

She could already imagine herself becoming like a walking corpse, mercilessly tormented by Qianxunji, devouring her body and soul.

Thinking of this, Tangyuehua felt her heart filled with pain, pain, and more pain.

Qianxunji looked at Tangyuehua's pained expression, feeling no pity at all, instead feeling excited and stimulated.

After all, Tangyuehua is not yet his woman; her pain is none of his business.

Once she officially becomes his woman, if she then turns her heart and loves him, that would naturally be wonderful.

If she still loves Tang Hao in the future, then sorry, just keep suffering, tormented, wishing for death.

Qianxunji felt, perhaps due to the influence of his Twelve-Winged Fallen Angel martial soul, his actions grew increasingly fond of stimulation and evil; the more stimulating, the more he enjoyed it.

Next, Qianxunji looked at Ju Dou Luo and Gui Douluo behind him and said:

"You may withdraw!"

"Yes, Your Holiness the Pope!"

Gui Douluo and Ju Dou Luo bowed and then left.

However, Ju Dou Luo asked again:

"Your Holiness the Pope, could you let me and Gui Douluo take action in the next battle? Otherwise, we two Title Douluo feel like we're just standing around rather than fighting."

"Yes!" Qianxunji nodded.

"Yeah!"

Ju Dou Luo felt very excited; these days he and Gui Douluo have had no chance to act, everything being settled by His Holiness the Pope.

Previously, it was always them, the Ju-Gui duo, who struck first.

During this time, the two of them not acting, they completely felt worthless.

That's why they dared to boldly propose this request to Qianxunji.

Now that Qianxunji has agreed, he feels thrilled, as if seeing himself wreaking havoc with chrysanthemums, causing enemies to scream in pain and beg for mercy in fear.

However, Qianxunji's voice sounded again, saying:

"Then next time, wait until I and Old Qian take you two to Sea God Island; you two directly attack Sea God Bo Sai Xi. I believe you two can definitely defeat Bo Sai Xi, and then you'll have achieved great merit."

"Huh?"

Ju Dou Luo's excited face froze; he knew Bo Sai Xi is a Level Ninety-Nine Ultimate Douluo, possessing demigod strength.

For him to fight Bo Sai Xi is like an old man eating arsenic—living is unbearable.

Even if he and Gui Douluo use martial soul fusion, they are still no match for Sea God Bo Sai Xi.

If he attacks Bo Sai Xi, there is only a dead end.

Qianxunji looked at Ju Dou Luo's grim face, reached out to pat his shoulder, but thinking he was effeminate, quickly pulled his hand back and said:

"Yue Guan, I believe in your strength; next time you go first."

Yue Guan forced a smile and said:

"Okay... okay, Your Holiness the Pope."

At the same time, Yue Guan recalled how Qianxunji had wanted to pat him but then jerked his hand back as if touching feces.

It seems His Holiness the Pope despises him.

At this moment, Ju Dou Luo wished he were a bewitching, alluring woman, but he is actually a bewitching, alluring man.

At this moment, Qianxunji turned to Gui Douluo, directly patted his shoulder, and said:

"Gui Mei, I, the Pope, believe in you; next time fighting Bo Sai Xi, you and Yue Guan take the vanguard, I'll cover you—go for it!"

Gui Douluo, hearing this, his already ugly face felt worse than eating feces; but considering this is the Pope's order, and also seeing that His Holiness the Pope had wanted to pat Yue Guan but pulled back, yet patted him without hesitation,

This shows what? It shows that in the Pope's heart, his status is higher than Yue Guan's, so he would never betray the Pope's trust; thus he firmly said:

"Your Holiness the Pope, rest assured, I will give my all."

"Good!"

Qianxunji barked angrily, then glanced at Ju Dou Luo beside him and praised:

"As expected of Gui Douluo, he's much more reliable than Yue Guan."

Gui Douluo, hearing this, glanced askance, gave Ju Dou Luo a provocative look, and happened to see Yue Guan's envious, jealous gaze; his spirits rose and he said:

"Thank you, Your Holiness the Pope, for your trust!"

Qianxunji nodded, then looked at Tangyuehua and said:

"Come on, follow me to Mishi."

As soon as the words fell, regardless of Tangyuehua's consent, Qianxunji directly scooped her up, demonic aura bursting forth, flying toward his own Jiaohuang Qin Gong.

As long as one can fly, there's no need to run.

Ju Dou Luo smiled as he saw Qianxunji off, watching him hold Tangyuehua and fly in the air, feeling that he was so handsome, so suave, so carefree.

He very much wanted, very much wanted himself also to be held by His Holiness the Pope, and then to soar in the sky.

Suddenly, Ju Dou Luo, not knowing what he had thought of, erupted with killing intent, his expression quickly turning ugly, his gaze coldly fixed on Ghost Douluo, and he said:

"Dead ghost, what kind of look was that just now? You actually dare to look at me like that?"

Actually, if it were normal, Ju Dou Luo would not be this angry.

But, thinking of how His Holiness the Pope wanted to pat him but disliked him and didn't, yet directly patted Ghost Douluo and even praised him strongly, his heart felt even more unbalanced.

If someone else received praise from His Holiness the Pope, Ju Dou Luo's heart would be balanced.

But Ghost Douluo is his partner of the same level, yet receives completely different treatment, and his heart instantly became unbalanced.

Ghost Douluo looked at Ju Dou Luo's ugly expression, the killing intent soaring from his body, and he was also unafraid, his icy voice sounding:

"Dead chrysanthemum, His Holiness the Pope simply trusts me more and has a better impression of me; it's normal that you can't compare to me."

"Ah... ah..." Ju Dou Luo suddenly roared a few times, his face full of killing intent, and he said:

"Dead ghost, today I, Yue Guan, and you sever all ties."

"Today, we will both determine superiority and decide life or death."

Ghost Douluo, seeing this, was also utterly unafraid, his body filled with gloomy qi, and he said:

"Before, I ran away only because of our friendship, fearing to hurt you; but since you dare to utter words of severing ties that hurt feelings, today I, Ghost Douluo, if I do not break your ribs, I will not bear the surname Ghost."

"Come on!"

"Come on!"

"Come fight me?"

"If you've got the guts, you come first!"

(End of chapter)