Douluo: The inheritance of the two gods, I am Qian Renxue's younger brother

Chapter 26: What do you think of me as the Pope?

Bibi Dong returned to the Pope's Palace with a face full of anger. The pressure she exuded made Jue Wu Douluo standing below extremely wary and terrified.

It was obvious that their cultivation was a little higher than Bibi Dong's, but when facing this woman, they couldn't muster up the slightest resistance.

Especially Guimei, because the attribute of his martial soul is also evil, so compared with Yueguan, his fear and terror are much deeper.

"You stinky boy, you rebellious son, you really want to go against me in everything!"

Hearing Bibi Dong's angry voice, Yue Guan and Gui Mei looked at each other, and after seeing the speechlessness in each other's eyes, they couldn't help but twitch their lips.

Although Bibi Dong has become the Pope, the current elders and priests are all loyal to the Qian family, that is, Qian Daoliu.

So let alone Qian Daoliu, the pillar of the Spirit Hall, even Qian Renqing and Qian Renxue, the descendants of the Pope, have more power and say than Bibi Dong, because anyone with eyes and brain can see that these two are the future rulers and decision-makers of the Spirit Hall.

As for Bibi Dong, she was just there to pave the way for the two of them. After all, all the masters of the Spirit Hall obeyed Qian Daoliu's orders, and the Elder Hall also had the right to abolish the Pope.

It can be said that as long as Qian Daoliu wants, Bibi Dong's position as Pope will be rolled down the next day.

"Yueguan, let that boy come to see me at night."

After a moment, Bibi Dong suppressed her inner anger, turned around, and her beautiful face was filled with coldness.

"Well, Your Holiness, it's not that I don't want to, but I don't have the ability."

Yue Guan looked embarrassed, and said with a stiff upper lip: "You know the identity of the young master, it is not something that someone like me can call."

"Ok?"

Bibi Dong did not answer, but looked at Yue Guan with a threatening look.

"Yes, I will do my best!"

Yue Guan sighed lightly, feeling very helpless.

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"Oh, let me meet her in the evening? Did you say what it was about?"

An hour later, in the worship hall, Qian Renqing listened to Yue Guan's report and was slightly stunned, feeling very curious.

"No."

Yue Guan shook his head, indicating that he only knew limited information.

"Tell her that it's okay for me to go see her."

Qian Renqing fell silent, thought for a moment, nodded gently, and said: "But there is one request!"

"What's the request?" Yue Guan asked.

"Let her come to me in person!" Qian Renqing said with a faint smile.

If Bibi Dong came, it would mean that this matter was indeed important to her.

But if you don't come, you can avoid making a wasted trip and wasting time.

"Uh uh uh uh, I'll go back and ask His Holiness the Pope!"

Yue Guan showed an embarrassed look on his face, and then, under Qian Renqing's gaze, he walked out of the worship hall.

"What does Bibi Dong want from you?"

After Yue Guan left, Yin came out from the next room.

She came to Qian Renqing and asked curiously.

Bibi Dong had just ascended the throne of Pope for a few days, and she already came to find someone to go to the other side. I would never believe that she didn't have some ulterior motive.

"how could I know."

Qian Renqing shrugged and said nonchalantly, "But come to think of it, it's nothing important, otherwise she wouldn't have come to me, but to my grandfather." "That's right."

Ah Yin thought about it and felt that what Qian Renqing said made sense, so she came to sit next to him and asked, "Now that Bibi Dong is the Pope, what about our previous bet? Does it still count?"

"Nature counts."

Qian Renqing nodded and said with a smile: "But are you so sure that you can beat me?"

"Of course."

Ah Yin raised his head and said confidently: "If you don't even have confidence in this matter, then what else can you be confident about?"

"I hope you don't collapse by then!"

Qian Renqing chuckled and patted his shoulder, his meaning was very clear.

Seeing this, Ah Yin didn't say much. She stood up consciously, came behind Qian Renqing, stretched out her delicate and soft little hands, and massaged him gently.

At night, the sky is filled with stars, shining brightly.

Qian Renqing sat on the sofa, drinking tea, quietly waiting for someone to arrive.

Soon, before long, the crisp sound of high heels stepping on the ground rang out in the silent night.

Under Qian Renqing's gaze, Bibi Dong, wearing a lavender dress, with a noble and beautiful face and an elegant and generous temperament, walked in from outside.

"Oh, my dear mother is here. Tell me what you want from me!"

Looking at the woman who walked into the room, Qian Renqing put down the teacup in his hand and asked with a smile.

"Come with me, this is not the place to talk."

A dark purple light flashed in the depths of Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes. This was the Worship Hall, the territory of Qian Daoliu and the Angel God, so she had to be careful and not reveal her biggest trump card.

"Go with you? Isn't it possible here? Could it be that this is something shameful?"

Qian Renqing pretended to be scared and asked, "Mother, you don't want to take me to a deserted place and rape me, do you?"

"Why do you think so?"

Bibi Dong narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, her face showing a solemn expression.

Somehow, facing her son was even more difficult for her than facing Qian Daoliu, the peerless Douluo.

"I don't know either. I just thought of it." Qian Renqing shook his head, still with a smile on his young and handsome face.

"I won't do anything to you, don't worry." Bibi Dong breathed a sigh of relief and assured.

"Alright then, let's go!"

After saying that, Qian Renqing stood up, followed Bibi Dong, and left the worship hall.

The two walked into the Pope's Palace and came to Bibi Dong's boudoir.

Bibi Dong waved her right hand, releasing a stream of soul power that sealed off the entire room, and then she said, "Do you have any opinion about me being the Pope?"

"Why does mother ask this?"

Qian Renqing sat on the sofa, looking at the woman in front of him, and said nonchalantly: "You are the Saint of the Spirit Hall and the wife of the former Pope. In this case, isn't it natural for you to inherit the position of Pope?"

"Do you really think so?" Bibi Dong frowned slightly, obviously feeling a little surprised.

"Of course."

Qian Renqing nodded and replied with a smile: "Mother, please don't think of me the same as those worshippers. For me, it doesn't matter whether you are the Pope, my sister is the Pope, or I am the Pope myself. So, you don't need to test my bottom line and intentions."

(End of this chapter)