(Secondly, it's a holiday tomorrow)

"Is this the power of great worship?"

"Use these news to trick me back, are you now ready to kill my saint?"

Bibi Dong's eyes were cold, and he showed a cold killing intent to this old man who dared to attack his boyfriend, and his tone was extremely cold.

Even if this is her master, there is only incomparable negative emotions left in her heart.

Tang Muchen and her have known each other for more than two years. The two understand each other and attract each other. They are ambiguous and like each other. It is not until today that the relationship is confirmed. Not to mention that the relationship between the two is better than Jin Jian, but at least, she has an extraordinary relationship with the man she chooses. Love... Even if it is a boyfriend who he wants to treasure, a boyfriend who is reluctant to bully, how can he be bullied by a dead old man.

Therefore, Bibi Dong, who is usually polite and gentle, turned into a truly terrifying existence, with words like a knife, without giving the other party any opportunity to refute.

Tang Muchen was a little stunned. In addition to the appearance of the pope overlooking the crowd from above, he also had such a charming appearance of a little bird and defending her boyfriend. His heart moved slightly, he hugged the other's waist from behind and listened. With the girl's crisp voice, there was a sense of belonging and a little love that suddenly rose in her heart.

"..."

"The relationship between the two of you is beyond my expectation."

Qian Daoliu didn't mean anything to be angry. His face, like an old tree, showed an expression like the original one, and he sighed a bit when he looked at the close relationship between the two in front of him.

His own son coveted his apprentice but failed. In the end, he let outsiders pick up a bargain... His concentration is a little bit more complaining. It is really downright, even though he feels that the Pope has been treated countless times. It is a wrong thing to pass the position to the opponent, but it is also his own.

"At first I was still curious, what kind of existence is actually for you to dare to offend the Spirit Hall."

Qian Daoliu said coldly, and his old face showed a strange look:

"Unexpectedly, it was a young man... Do you want to join the Wuhun Temple? We are willing to accept all your requests, even if you want to marry Bibi Dong as your wife."

"..."

"It sounds good."

Tang Muchen hugged Bibi Dong's waist and hugged him firmly from behind. His handsome and unparalleled face was a little more plain smile, and it seemed that he was moved.

Bibi Dong's tall and tender body collapsed softly in the other's arms, but she didn't mean to refuse, she didn't speak, because she wanted to know the other's answer...because no matter how much she hated Qian Daoliu, she still treated herself I still care about the answer my boyfriend said.

If he said yes, wouldn't it be that everything before was completely wiped out, and he and he mastered the Spirit Hall together; if he said no, does it mean that he would face the great worship of the Spirit Hall head-on. She was still a little worried, after all, Tang Muchen was only a titled Douluo, no matter how talented he was, and the other party was a truly peerless Douluo... Although his power is beyond doubt, as a girlfriend, how could he be willing to let him? The boyfriend is in a bad situation because of himself.

"But I refuse!"

Tang Muchen squinted slightly, revealing a taste of wanton disdain, facing the angel's holy light facing him.

"Why should we listen to your orders, can't we seize it ourselves?"

"You showed your peerless Douluo's power just to let us know the taste of failure, and then Sister Dong'er became the pope of the Spirit Hall, and I was included in the system of the Spirit Hall by you."

"You took the initiative to invite and defeat me with your strength, but it is your means to deal with this result."

"Since you have already taken action, then forgive me for rejecting you...I am not willing to accept this charity status."

"...You are very good, with a very good personality, I admire you very much."

Qian Daoliu squinted slightly, and suddenly became interested, feeling the terrible momentum of the other party flying into the sky, and suddenly a little more belligerent in his heart.

"Then, I haven't fought for a long time, so today you will be the old man's sparring partner."

"Hehe, I have the same meaning, old man, be careful that the wind flashes away from the waist."

The red-gold angel light and the golden arrogance skyrocketed, and the two faced each other far away, without fear at all, only the enthusiasm for fighting.

"Sister Dong'er, you can leave here first."

"Today, I will take revenge for you. We don't want the charity of the Spirit Hall. What we want is what we strive for."

Than Bi Dong’s charming and affectionate face was a bit more emotional, and in the end he did not show any worried expression. Thousands of words converged into a sentence I am waiting for you. The pink eyes are a bit more gentle and sweet, and he raises his hand. Quietly clenched a small fist, motioned to cheer for him.

This coquettish and lovely appearance made Tang Muchen instantly confuse in his head, with endless confidence and pride in his heart.

"Qian Daoliu, if we obey your move, even if Sister Dong'er will become the pope, the power will be emptied. This is what I don’t want to see. My woman wants it. I will Get it for her..."

"Old man, make an agreement."

"The battle between us, if I win, you will honestly return to your hall of worship and never take part in the great events of the Wuhun Hall. If I fail, then we will leave it to you."

After Tang Muchen finished speaking, he didn't look at the only three peerless Douluo in the world. Instead, he put his eyes on his papal crown and said softly, "Sister Dong'er, what do you think."

"As long as it is the path you choose, I will always be with you forever."

At this time, Bibi Dong naturally didn't mind showing a pleasant appearance like a little girl. The charming pretty face was a little bit more innocent and expectant~lightnovelpub.net~ She clenched her fist fiercely, and then it seemed Thinking of something, he stepped forward a few steps, stood on tiptoe, closed his eyes, pouted and kissed the other party’s cheek, smiling sweetly:

"Xiao Chen, I'm waiting for you~"

The coquettish pretty face is matched with a sweet tone, the intersection of the tall and seductive body and the breathtaking beautiful eyes is a point that makes Tang Muchen throb in an instant.

"..."

Qian Daoliu squinted his eyes slightly, and naturally there was no joy or sorrow in his heart. He threw away the only thoughts left in his heart, and he faced the young man who threatened to challenge him.

Nodding silently:

"I agree, then write it down and let me ask you about your methods."

"..."

A battle surrounding the ownership of the decision-making power of the Wuhun Temple unfolded here.

Like the calm before the storm, the thunder and lightning from the outside suddenly disappeared...