Wuhun Luo Sanpao? I am the Dragon Emperor!

Chapter 133: Stepping on Yu Xiaogang! For Dong'er, I'll let you go first!
In the dark secret room, the damp and moldy smell mixed with the tar smell from the burning candlelight filled the entire room.

The candlelight flickered on the wall, casting Bibi Dong's slender figure.

Bibi Dong was curled up in the corner of the stone bed, her crystal-clear fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her skirt, and the silk fabric had been wrinkled into fine folds.

But her amethyst eyes were dim, reflecting the flickering candlelight on the wall like two pools of stagnant water.

"Why……"

Bibi Dong seemed to have lost her soul, muttering to herself in a voice so soft that it was almost inaudible.

This question has been running through her mind countless times this week.

She just made a friend, why was the teacher so angry?
Although Qian Xunji is a bit strict on weekdays, Bibi Dong sees how he takes care of her.

All kinds of precious cultivation resources were given to him at will, even his first soul bone - the head soul bone, was given to him by his teacher Qian Xunji.

As long as she practices hard, Qian Xunji will agree to any condition she asks.

However, now that I have only introduced Yu Xiaogang, why did Qian Xunji react so violently and even put himself in solitary confinement?
At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and Bibi Dong subconsciously straightened her back.

She knew exactly whose footsteps those were.

Then, the iron gate made a sharp "creak" sound, and Qianxunji's tall figure appeared at the door, with Demon Bear Douluo following behind him.

The candlelight streamed on his gilded robe, but could not illuminate his gloomy face.

I could only vaguely see disappointment and anger on his face.

Neither side spoke first, and they were arguing with each other for some inexplicable reason.

After a long time, Qianxunji spoke first.

"Do you realize your mistake?"

His voice echoed in the secret room as if it had been tempered by ice.

Bibi Dong raised her head, pursed her lips stubbornly, and said:

"It's natural for a disciple to make friends. What's wrong with that?"

"you……"

I saw veins bulging on Qianxunji's forehead, and the fingers under his gilded cuffs turned white from pinching so hard in anger.

Seeing this, Demon Bear Douluo quickly stepped forward, his broad back placed just the right distance between the two of them, and his generous voice rang out:
"Pope, calm down. Although the Saint has made mistakes, please give her a chance to make amends, considering her youth and ignorance."

The demon bear's voice was low but gentle.

Qianxunji closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the anger in his eyes had mostly disappeared.

He turned sideways to Demon Bear Douluo, not looking at Bibi Dong, and his tone softened.

"Okay, I've been ignoring your feelings."

Bibi Dong was a little surprised that the teacher would take the initiative to show weakness to her.

In fact, Qian Xunji had no choice. He recently reflected on his own actions and suspected that he was too harsh on Bibi Dong, which led to her being deceived by Yu Xiaogang.

Seeing this, Demon Bear Douluo stepped forward and explained to Qianxunji:
"Um... Your Highness, the Saint, recently, our Spirit Hall has tracked down a 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor Soul Beast. His Holiness the Pope intends to personally capture it and imprison it."

Bibi Dong's eyelashes trembled slightly.

A hundred thousand year old soul beast? This is a rare soul beast, and it was even exposed in the Spirit Hall's field of vision.

Capturing them in advance and keeping them captive to prevent them from falling into the hands of other forces is also the usual practice of their Spirit Hall.

Qian Xunji's eyes swept across Bibi Dong's pale little face, and seeing her expression change slightly, his heart eased a little.

As long as she still has the desire to practice and cares about the affairs of the Spirit Hall, she can still be saved.

"Get ready and come with me tomorrow."

After saying that, Qianxun turned and left, his gilded robe drawing a cold arc in the candlelight.

As the iron door slammed shut, a few wisps of dust fell from the corner of the wall.

Demon Bear Douluo sighed, took out a brand new set of Saint Lady clothing from his soul guide and placed it on the stone bed, saying:
"Your Highness, His Holiness the Pope is also doing this for your own good..."

He wanted to say something, but stopped himself.

In the end, he just shook his head, opened the door again, and then closed it gently.

Now, Bibi Dong was the only one left in the secret room. She sat on the bed, her fingertips touching the white dress embroidered with gold thread.

……

The next morning, the Spirit Hall square was thick with morning mist. Qianxunji stood with his hands behind his back, the six-winged angel statue towering majestically behind him.

Beside him, Bibi Dong, Demon Bear Douluo, and several cardinals stood solemnly, ready.

"Is Elder Yuxiao not back yet?" Qianxunji asked with a frown.

"Your Holiness, you sent him yesterday..." Demon Bear Douluo looked at Bibi Dong beside him, then at Qian Xunji, and didn't know how to start for a moment.

Just then, there was a commotion at the end of the square.

I saw Yuxiao Douluo striding towards me carrying a disheveled figure, like a chick waiting to be slaughtered.

The man was dressed in rags, with a face covered in bruises and purples among his messy hair. Seeing this, Bibi Dong was furious, but she didn't dare to move.

I was afraid that some of my actions would anger the teacher again.

The person being carried by Elder Yuxiao was Yu Xiaogang.

"Your Holiness, Yu Xiaogang has been captured."

Yu Xiao Douluo threw Yu Xiaogang casually, and he fell heavily on the granite ground, letting out a muffled groan.

He struggled to raise his head, looked through the crowd, and when he saw Bibi Dong, he stared at her.

Those eyes were filled with so many emotions: grievance, unwillingness... and a hint of hope.

Ever since he was beaten to the point of vomiting blood in the Spirit Hall and left the Spirit Hall in a mess, he never dared to set foot in this place again.

But he had been hiding in Wuhun City and refused to leave, just to be able to meet Bibi Dong again.

After all, this was the only noble person of status who was willing to help him that he met after five years of wandering, and he had no idea what luck he had.

Yu Xiaogang naturally didn't want to give up easily.

However, he didn't expect that he would be caught by Yuxiao Douluo before he had hidden for a week. He looked no less miserable than when he first came to Wuhun City.

Watching Yu Xiaogang being tortured beyond recognition.

Bibi Dong couldn't help herself and was about to step forward and say a few good words for him.

Suddenly, Demon Bear Douluo placed his broad palm on her shoulder and shook his head imperceptibly.

There was a flicker of reluctance in Bibi Dong's eyes, but she was helpless.

The next moment, Qianxunji walked forward slowly, and the shiny sole of his boots rolled on the back of Yu Xiaogang's hand.

"what……"

Yu Xiaogang let out a scream, and the severe pain made him fall to the ground and dare not move.

"Hand over the elder token."

Qianxun said coldly.

Yu Xiaogang's face turned pale with pain, but he gritted his teeth and said nothing.

As Qianxunji's footsteps increased in strength, the pain became unbearable. Then, he took out the elder token from his arms and handed it over with trembling hands.

Qianxunji snatched it away and said coldly:
"Get out before I regret it!"

If he wasn't worried that being too drastic might cause his apprentice to do something out of line, given his temper, he would have killed Yu Xiaogang on the spot.

But now, everything is done to save Bibi Dong. Qianxun endured it and did not poke her in the sore spot in front of her.

To avoid the opposite effect and make her more determined to support Yu Xiaogang, the loser.

Two Templar Knights immediately stepped forward and roughly dragged Yu Xiaogang up.

His worn cloth shoes scraped against the smooth ground, making a harsh sound.

At the last moment before being dragged out of the square, Yu Xiaogang suddenly struggled to look back, his lips moving silently:
"I'll wait for you to come back to me!"

Bibi Dong's pupils suddenly contracted, he knew what Yu Xiaogang meant.

But now she saw the blood oozing from the corners of Yu Xiaogang's mouth and the broken light in his eyes, just like the day he was thrown out of the Pope's Palace.

She knew that she must not come forward to defend him now, otherwise, if she angered her master, Yu Xiaogang would suffer an even worse fate.

Qianxunji snorted coldly, and a holy light dispelled the morning mist, and he waved his right hand.

"set off!"

(End of this chapter)