Chapter 398: Bibi Dong surrenders shyly, Ye Xishui points his sword at Qiandaoliu

Ye Xishui changed the direction of her legs, with a bit of pride in her tone:

"That's right. Not just anyone in this world can become a young master's woman. Only beautiful women like you and me are qualified."

Zi Ji nodded with satisfaction, her long purple-black hair swaying with the movement:

"That's right. Not everyone is qualified to serve Lord Auspicious Beast."

Brigitte held the tea cup and chuckled, but did not answer.

The Snow Emperor only nodded slightly, looking calm.

The Ice Emperor stood at the door, his mouth opened, but in the end he didn't say anything.

She had only been with Su Bai for seven days, and she still didn't have a clear understanding of the size of Su Bai's harem.

But judging from today's situation, this man's collection seems to be much wider than she imagined.

Not even the strongest woman in the human world ran away.

"Then we just wait here?" Ice Emperor sat down a little uncomfortably.

Ye Xishui closed her eyes and said, "Wait a minute. The young master is never too quick when doing things."

Zi Ji added: "Well, especially this kind of thing."

The Ice Emperor blushed and was speechless for a moment.

Well, it really won't be too fast, and the Ice Emperor himself knows it well.

Brigitte finally spoke, her voice gentle and soft: "Bing Emperor, let's have a cup of tea. The tea in Wuhun Palace is not bad."

Hyokui took the teacup handed over by Brigitte and sipped it in small sips, but the roots of his ears were so red that they were about to bleed.

……

At the same time, Wuhun Hall enshrined the hall.

Qian Daoliu was sitting on the main seat of the worship hall, closing his eyes and meditating.

He is the oldest priest in the Wuhun Hall, and one of the few peerless Douluo at level ninety-nine on the mainland.

An hour ago, the guards outside the palace came to report that someone had entered Wuhun City with a papal decree and went straight to the papal palace.A person who holds a papal decree.

When Qian Daoliu opened his eyes, the expression on his face was very subtle.

The young master of Qilin Hall, Su Bai.

Qian Daoliu is no stranger to this name.

Not long ago, Bibi Dong suddenly issued a secret order to mobilize five elders and six worshipers on standby, saying that they were going to cooperate with a "special drill."

Qian Daoliu did not expect that Bibi Dong would recover his memory, nor did he expect that Bibi Dong would be inextricably connected with Su Bai.

Bibi Dong didn't say much, she just said it was related to Su Bai. Qian Daoliu was also a little afraid of Su Bai, and of course Qian Renxue was devoted to Su Bai.

There was nothing he could do to stop it.

However, just now, Qiandaoliu sensed another breath.

It wasn't the aura of auspicious beast bloodline on Su Bai's body. He had already memorized the aura of auspicious beast before.

What concerned Qian Daoliu was the fluctuation coming from another person.

The fluctuation was extremely weak and deeply hidden, but within the scope of Wuhun Palace, where the Angel God was enshrined, it could naturally mobilize the Angel God's divine power.

He immediately noticed the breath, which was the breath of God Shura.

Qian Daoliu tapped his fingers twice on the armrest.

How come the inheritance of Shura God appears in Wuhun Palace? And it's not on Su Bai, but on the entourage he brought.

"Interesting." Qian Daoliu muttered to himself.

He did not get up, nor did he go to the Pope's Palace to find Bibi Dong.

There are some things that don't need to be rushed.

He is becoming more and more curious about tomorrow's "drill".

……

The Pope's Palace.

Before I knew it, the sky outside the window had completely darkened.

The lights of Wuhun City lit up one after another in the distance, reflecting dim light and shadow inside the palace through the gauze curtains of the palace.

Bibi Dong leaned on Su Bai's chest, her long silver-purple hair spread on the pillow, and curled up in his arms, her voice a little hoarse.

"I really don't know how to feel sorry for me."

Su Bai held her waist with one hand, and twirled her hair with the other hand: "Don't you like it, Dong'er?"

"Hmph!"

Bibi Dong let out a squeak and lightly hammered his chest.

The punch of the ninety-ninth-level Peerless Douluo was as strong as a small cat.

Su Bai looked down at her.

Bibi Dong's face was buried in his chest, the tips of her ears and neck were red, and her breathing had not completely calmed down.

"I still like Dong'er to call me daddy." Su Bai suddenly said.

Bibi Dong's body stiffened for a moment.

"Shut up."

"Scream."

There was silence for a few seconds.

Then a very light and small voice overflowed from Bibi Dong's lips and teeth.

Su Bai turned over instantly.

"You..." Bibi Dong was blocked back before she could finish her words.

The big rosewood bed made a dull sound.

The gauze curtains of the bedroom were blown up and down by the night wind.

……

More than an hour passed.

Bibi Dong was completely out of strength. She was lying on the bed, not even wanting to move her fingers.

"I surrender!" She closed her eyes and her voice was weak.

Su Bai also took a breath and pulled the quilt for her.

After being quiet for a while, Bibi Dong calmed down a little and started talking about business.

"What are your plans for tomorrow?"

"Xishui is the main player, I'm watching from the side."

Su Bai rested his arms on his head and looked at the curtain above his head.

"The lineup of eleven titled Douluo is luxurious enough. Dong'er has taken the trouble."

Bibi Dong said "hmm":

"Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo will be waiting at the Soul Fighting Arena tomorrow. The three elders Lingyuan, Demon Bear, and Ghost Leopard are in charge of the first round, and Ju and Ghost are in the rear. The six people in the Enshrinement Hall are the second echelon and can be replaced at any time."

"Actually, what Xi Shui mainly wants to challenge is Qian Daoliu."

Bibi Dong turned her head to look at him, with doubts in her eyes.

Su Bai smiled:

"Just watch the show. You also know Xishui's strength. The gathering of eleven titled Douluo is a warm-up for her. What she really wants to try is to fight head-on with a veteran peerless Douluo like Qian Daoliu."

Bibi Dong thought about it and had no objection.

She had seen Ye Xishui's strength. Both in terms of combat experience and martial spirit level, they are far superior to those of the current titled Douluo.

What's more, Ye Xishui also has offensive and defensive soul tools that are far beyond this era.

"That old man Qian Daoliu should have felt it today." Bibi Dong's voice regained some of the Pope's calmness, "He can't hide the aura of God Shura from Qian Daoliu."

"If you can't hide it, you can't hide it."

Su Bai waved his hands indifferently,

"What happens tomorrow is not a secret in the first place. Let Qian Daoliu see that there are people stronger than him in this world."

Bibi Dong said nothing more and leaned back into Su Bai's arms.

The room became quiet.

The night wind from Wuhun City passed through the gauze curtains, carrying the smell of lights in the city in the distance.

Bibi Dong closed her eyes and slowly relaxed into Su Bai's body temperature.

But Su Bai was thinking about tomorrow. Ye Xishui needed actual combat to hone his realm of killing gods, and the titled Douluo of Wuhun Palace also needed to see the true top-level combat power.

As for Qian Daoliu...

The corners of Su Bai's mouth rose slightly.

It's time for Qian Daoliu to see Xishui's true strength.

In the corner of the garden outside the palace, the lines of the teleportation array glowed with a faint golden light under the moonlight.

Starting from today, Wuhun City and Qilin Hall are officially connected as one.