Douluo Continent: The Legend of the Dragon King? No, the Legend of the Six Kings!

"Yu Xiaogang!!!"

The terrifying killing intent and soul power emanating from Bibi Dong erupted like a volcano, sweeping across the entire Papal Palace. She had thought this guy would give her a better gift, but she didn't expect him to give her this kind of gift. Was he challenging her authority as the Pope?

With a thud, Yu Xiaogang, as a Great Soul Master, could not withstand Bibi Dong's terrifying pressure and collapsed to the ground. He looked up in disbelief as Salas's head rolled out of the box that had been thrown down.

Salas stared at Yu Xiaogang with his unseeing eyes, as if to say, "You're the one who killed me."

"Ahhh..."

Yu Xiaogang was so frightened that he crawled backward. He never expected that Tang Hao would ask him to deliver such a gift.

He hurriedly explained, "Dong'er, I didn't send this; Tang Hao asked me to. I had no idea the box inside contained Bishop Salas's head!"

"Yu Xiaogang, what are your intentions?!"

However, facing Bibi Dong's terrifying killing intent, Yu Xiaogang, despite collapsing to the ground, still managed to raise his head and meet her gaze with difficulty: "Dong'er, I really didn't mean it. How about this, you give me the theoretical knowledge of twin martial souls, and I'll go back and talk to Tang Hao properly, so that he won't be an enemy of the Spirit Hall."

Bibi Dong: "?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo: "?"

The two had never heard such an outrageous statement before. What did it mean that you sent over a head, and that head was that of a high-ranking official of the Spirit Hall, yet you turned around and asked the Pope of the Spirit Hall for theoretical knowledge about twin spirits, and even said that you wanted to go back and persuade Tang Hao not to be an enemy of the Spirit Hall?

No way! Dude, what's wrong with your head?!

Bibi Dong stared intently at Yu Xiaogang, who was lying on the ground below. Seeing him like this, she had a strange feeling that her own intelligence had been rubbed against the floor when she was young.

She gripped the armrest of the papal chair tightly, repeatedly telling herself not to act impulsively!

Just as Bibi Dong was trying to calm herself down, a mocking voice suddenly rang out in the hall: "So, this is the guy you liked when you were young? Such a... weirdo!"

The three looked over at the sound and saw Qian Renxue emerge from the shadows, looking at Yu Xiaogang who was lying on the ground. Her gaze slowly shifted to Bibi Dong, her eyes seeming to mock her or confirm something.

"Your Holiness, you don't have pica, do you?"

boom!

These words pierced Bibi Dong's heart like a poisoned blade. Unable to suppress her killing intent and overwhelming rage, she locked onto Qian Renxue. Faced with this powerful pressure and killing intent, she showed no fear, only a calm expression as her golden hair was blown about by the pressure.

"Is this some kind of impotent rage, Your Holiness the Pope!"

"Qian Renxue, get out of here!"

"Why should I leave? This Papal Palace is mine! The future Spirit Hall will also belong to me, Qian Renxue. You're the one who should be leaving!"

Qian Renxue pointed a finger at Yu Xiaogang, who was still slumped on the ground, and asked with a hint of malice and disdain, "Hey! Trash, how dare you come to the Spirit Hall to ask for theoretical knowledge about twin spirits? Or do you think Bibi Dong is as stupid as before?"

"Enough!" Bibi Dong, hearing Qian Renxue's harsh words, her nine spirit rings already lit up, her eyes blazing with killing intent: "Qian Renxue, get out of here now, or I won't be polite!"

"You're welcome?" Qian Renxue's gaze remained unwavering as she met Bibi Dong's murderous eyes. "I'd like to see just how unreserved you are!"

Seven spirit rings lit up: two yellow, two purple, two black, and one red.

"A 100,000-year soul ring?!"

Yu Xiaogang stared wide-eyed at Qian Renxue's seventh spirit ring in disbelief. He had never seen anyone with a 100,000-year spirit ring as their seventh spirit ring!

Bibi Dong felt the nauseating holy aura emanating from Qian Renxue. She realized that this guy had already received the divine inheritance just like her, which was why he dared to challenge her so boldly.

If she could, she would kill him right now, nipping this future angel god in the bud.

Remembering the warning from the Rakshasa god, she gave up the idea of ​​attacking and backed down.

"So what do you want?"

"How about I deal with this arrogant fool?"

"No way!" Bibi Dong refused without even thinking.

Qian Renxue was still surprised by Bibi Dong's refusal and asked, "You don't actually have some kind of pica, do you?"

"Shut up." Bibi Dong really didn't want to hear the words "pica" again, and gave her reason, "This guy is related to Tang Hao, who is your deceased father's enemy. Don't you want revenge?"

"Oh, so he deserved it?"

Qian Renxue didn't take it to heart. With a hint of amusement in her eyes, she glanced at Yu Xiaogang and then looked at Bibi Dong again: "You know best how he died, Great Pope."

These words were like a thunderclap, stunning Bibi Dong for several seconds. Her eyes suddenly froze, filled with astonishment.

"How did she know?"

"I even fooled Qian Daoliu with my plan that time, so how did she know?"

"She was so young back then!"

Bibi Dong was filled with doubt and disbelief. She looked up, her astonishment gone, and replied, "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Who knows? I'll just have Grandpa check it out later."

"What exactly is Qian Renxue trying to do?"

"Hand him over to me, I'll deal with him!"

"No." Bibi Dong glanced at Yu Xiaogang and continued, "I can lock him in a dungeon and never let him out again. That's my final concession, otherwise..."

Upon hearing this, Qian Renxue thought about it and ultimately agreed.

"Fine, then lock him up the way you want, and have my men guard him."

"Okay." Seeing that Qian Renxue had made a concession, Bibi Dong naturally accepted it as well.

Before Yu Xiaogang could react, Bibi Dong swiftly gave the order: "Guards, lock him in the dungeon!"

"Bibi Dong, you can't do this to me!" Yu Xiaogang struggled frantically, but she didn't hear him at all. Finally, he angrily shouted, "I will destroy the Spirit Hall at all costs!"

"Pfft~" Qian Renxue couldn't help but laugh out loud when she heard this. "Your Highness, the Great Pope, you have such good taste! I'm really looking forward to the Great Soul Master destroying the Spirit Hall at all costs."

"..." Bibi Dong had no intention of paying any attention to Qian Renxue at this moment and wanted her to get lost!

Qian Renxue did not make things difficult for Bibi Dong. She even ordered people to take good care of the Great Soul Master who claimed he would destroy the Spirit Hall at all costs. The two people in charge of taking care of him were the guards who should have been executed by Bibi Dong.

Tiandou Hotel.

"So, Yu Xiaogang really said that?" Lin Nuo asked, stroking Qian Renxue's hair as she lay on his lap. The master was indeed a master; he always managed to say something surprising and never disappointed.

"Yeah~ I really don't know where this Great Soul Master got the courage to say such things." Qian Renxue lay comfortably on Lin Nuo's lap, her tone tinged with dissatisfaction: "Gu Yue, could you move over a little?"

"Mind your own business, angel."

"Silver Dragon King, why is your head so big? Move over a bit."

"Not as big as you!"

When Lin Nuo saw the two girls suddenly arguing, he sighed and felt like he could open a kindergarten.

Hyotei and Murasaki, sitting some distance away, ate fruit and watched this scene. Hyotei murmured speechlessly, "A future angel god, a future silver dragon king, tsk tsk tsk~"

"Hyotei, I feel like you're the same way," Murasaki pointed out.

Hyotei glared at Murasaki with displeasure: "You're the one who wants to lie down! Your whole family wants to lie down!"

How did you know?

Hyotei: "..."

Oh no, it seems like I'm the only normal person here!

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