When Poison Douluo Dugu Bo saw Hun Xiu walking toward him, he subconsciously retreated.
As he retreated, he explained, "Misunderstanding, Your Holiness, is this a misunderstanding?"
"Who said so?"
"I, Dugu Bo, am not even close to Tang San. Who's spreading rumors? Who's spreading rumors?"
"Slander, this is a blatant slander!"
"Your Holiness, you have to investigate this thoroughly!"
Poison Douluo Dugu Bo tried his best to deny his relationship with Tang San. There was nothing between them.
After witnessing Hun Xiu's strength, he had easily suppressed Tang Hao. Hun Xiu's domineering aura was overflowing, and he was completely invincible.
How would Poison Douluo Dugu Bo dare to have anything to do with Tang San?
Even if they did have a good relationship in the past?
But at this moment.
To hell with their relationship!
What did it matter?
They had nothing to do with each other. If anyone said that he had a relationship with Tang San, who would he be angry with?
… …
Hun Xiu's lips curled up into a sinister smile. It was just a smile, but it gave Poison Douluo Dugu Bo a feeling.
It wasn't as simple as a smile. It was a sharp blade that could end his life at any moment!
He was panicking!
But panicking wasn't going to solve the problem.
… …
Hun Xiu said, "Dugu Bo, if you have nothing to do with Tang San, why are you panicking?
What are you retreating for? "
"Am I?"
Poison Douluo Dugu Bo also noticed this upon hearing this, and he knew that he was a little nervous.
He hurriedly stabilized his body. Cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and his back was also drenched in cold sweat.
Being stared at by Hun Xiu, he was extremely nervous!
Hun Xiu said, "Dugu Bo, I don't care what your relationship with Tang San is. I'll give you a chance now!"
"Whether you can grasp it or not depends on you."
"Your Holiness, please speak!"
Dugu Bo wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and said nervously.
Hun Xiu said, "Join the Martial Soul Hall!"
"No problem!"
"Subordinate Dugu Bo pays his respects to Your Holiness!" Dugu Bo heard this and hurriedly knelt down without hesitation.
It had to be said.
Poison Douluo Dugu Bo had a very strong desire to live, and he had no choice but to do so!
Hun Xiu's strength was deeply imprinted in his mind and could not be erased.
It left a deep impression on him!
…
Hun Xiu couldn't help but smile at the sight of Poison Douluo Dugu Bo's desire to live. "You're doing very well, aren't you?"
…
The Elite Youth Soul Master Tournament had come to an end. Not only had the tournament ended, but there had also been an unexpected incident!
…
Martial Spirit Palace.
Inside the Pontiff's palace.
The two Popes met.
The door of the main hall was tightly shut.
There were only the two of them in the hall.
Bibi Dong sat at the end of the hall, on the high and mighty Pontiff's throne. At this moment, Bibi Dong's domineering aura leaked out, fully displaying the demeanor of a king.
In the main hall.
Hun Xiu stood in the middle of the hall. His aura was retracted, making him look like an ordinary person.
He was just an ordinary person.
Shockingly, he had achieved the effect of returning to his original state.
How embarrassing.
He wouldn't be associated with a soul master at all. He was just an ordinary person.
…
Hun Xiu looked at the domineering Bibi Dong on the throne and said indifferently, "It seems like you've completely gotten used to being the Pontiff of the Martial Spirit Palace."
"Why?"
"Do you want to take back the Pontiff of the Martial Spirit Palace?" Bibi Dong sneered at Hun Xiu.
He didn't give Hun Xiu any face at all.
She and Hun Xiu had already talked things out. Now, there was no need for her to endure in front of Hun Xiu.
Hun Xiu shook his head. "Ever since I decided to give you the Pontiff of the Martial Spirit Palace, I've never thought of taking it back.
"I can see that you're more suitable than me to be the Pontiff of the Martial Spirit Palace.
"I support you to continue being the Pontiff of the Martial Spirit Palace!"
"Hmph …"
When Bibi Dong heard this, he coldly snorted and looked at Hun Xiu. "Don't think that I will forgive you for what you did to me."
"I'm telling you, don't even think about it."
"I'll never forgive you," she said.
Hun Xiu said, "The hatred you have for me, I feel that it should have ended with my burial."
"After all, I have died once."
Bibi Dong said coldly, "I don't care what you think. I want what I think."
"I don't want you to die once. I want you to die forever."
"Do you understand?"
"Die forever?"
Hun Xiu murmured Bibi Dong's words and couldn't help but smile. "You want me to die forever?"
"I'm afraid you don't have the strength now. Continue to cultivate hard."
"I can give you another chance to attack me, and it will be the last time. If you can kill me, then that's great.
That's good. What if you can't kill me?
This will be your punishment for failing! "
"I will help you recall the scene in the secret room. After all, you were unconscious at that time and weren't awake at all."
"Qian Xun Ji …"
Hearing this, Bibi Dong instantly lost his composure. He stood up from the throne and looked at Hun Xiu with an ugly expression.
He didn't expect Hun Xiu to be so shameless.
He was simply a Love Beast!
Help him recall? What kind of memories?
How?
He was probably going to use that terrible thing to recall!
Hun Xiu looked at the enraged Bibi Dong and smiled. "What's wrong?
Do you want to attack me right now? "
"But I think it's necessary to remind you that you are not my opponent now. Are you sure you want to use this last chance?"
"Or do you also want me to help you recall?"
Bibi Dong held the scepter tightly and his face was gloomy. He gritted his teeth and looked at Hun Xiu. "Love Beast, I want to kill you so much!"
"Kill me?"
Hun Xiu laughed. "Why don't you give it a try? I only need one hand to defeat you!
But have you really thought through the consequences of your failure? "
"After all, my blade … is already thirsting for blood."
"You …"
When Bibi Dong heard this, his expression became even uglier. A terrifying wave of soul power emanated from his body.
Behind him.
Two martial soul phantoms were faintly discernible. Soul rings gradually rose from the soles of Bibi Dong's feet and formed a halo around his body that exuded a terrifying power!
Bibi Dong couldn't help but want to attack.
Hun Xiu was too arrogant.
Hun Xiu placed his hands behind his back and looked at Bibi Dong calmly. "Come!
Even if I, Qian Xun Ji, use my legs to fight you, I can still defeat you easily! "
"Arrogant, you are too arrogant."
Bibi Dong's face was ashen. Hun Xiu was too arrogant. She wanted to attack and teach Hun Xiu a lesson.
But …
No matter how angry Bibi Dong was, she didn't attack because she knew Hun Xiu too well.
This man.
If he wasn't strong enough, he wouldn't be so arrogant.
Bibi Dong was afraid …
She was afraid that she would lose.
Losing wasn't scary!
If she had to go through another battle in the secret room, she would collapse. This secret room was like a nightmare that followed her.
What if she came to the secret room again?
She … didn't know if she could persevere.