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Chapter 1 Confessing the Pope

(Free text: Many heroines, Bibidong's original fate has not changed. Don't enter if you don't like it, don't scold me, please 〒_〒)

Wuhun City, Pope Hall.

A stunning battle broke out in a drill field. A middle-aged strong man, who was more than two meters tall, had his muscles and dark skin, and he was roaring with his long elephant trunk.

The one who faced him was a young man about 1.8 meters tall.

"Bornful battle..." Lin Langtian's sword spirit dissipated, then he stepped out suddenly, and instantly rushed to the middle-aged strong man, raising his hand and slamming his jaw with a palm.

Rumble!

The six rhythmic soul rings on the middle-aged strong man's body were dim and dull.

The body also flew backwards like a cannonball.

"No wonder it's just the next four sects, and the intensity is still much worse." Lin Langtian clapped his palms and looked at the middle-aged strong man who was in a coma coldly, with no emotion on his face.

Yes, he is a shameful time traveler.

The characters in Douluo's original work should not exist.

At the age of six, he was brought back to the Soul Hall by Bibidong in the Xingluo Empire and became his personal disciple. At the age of sixteen, he reached the terrifying strength of the Soul Emperor and was immediately made a saint son.

The Soul Emperor who was engaged in competition with him was the senior management of the Xiangjia Sect who had just surrendered to the Wuhun Hall.

"Take him down for treatment..."

After giving a casual command, Lin Langtian's expression was slightly stunned and a voice sounded in his ear.

【Big Villain System Login…】

Is there a new task? Lin Langtian was a little excited. The rewards he received were very precious when completing the tasks released by the system.

Before this, he obtained the Dark Fruit, the Three-Color Domineering Aura, the Second Phantom...

Of course, the Death Spider Emperor's martial souls can only fuse a single characteristic.

For example, the Dark Fruit, Lin Langtian only obtained the skill "Dark Water", but the others were not destined.

【Bibidong is detected to start the fifth test of Rakshasa...】

[Once it is opened, Bibidong's mind will be negatively affected by it, neither human nor god. As a great villain, the host needs a matching wife, not a inferior god.]

[Task release: Confess her to Bibidong and stop her from starting the fifth exam.]

The Rakshasa God is a first-level god in Douluo.

However, in the system of the great villain, it is actually called the inferior god?

Lin Langtian didn't care about the careful investigation and hurried to find Bibidong.

In this world, the only thing that made him grateful was Bibidong who took him back to the Wuhun Palace. In any case, Lin Langtian did not allow Bibidong to retrace the tragedy of the original work.

As for how difficult it is to successfully confess...

After he left, the soul masters watching the battle burst into buzzing discussions.

It's like a hundred thousand mosquitoes sing together.

"It's so strong! The Holy Son didn't even use his soul skills, and he easily defeated the Elephant Armor Sect soul master with the diamond mammoth martial soul. It's really indescribable..."

"Haha, how can we guess the Son of God?"

"I heard a platinum bishop say privately that the Holy Son can even defeat the Soul Saint-level Soul Master!"

The female soul masters were full of peach blossoms.

"Oh, would it be great if Lord Holy Son could take a look at us more?"

...

In the magnificent hall.

Above the throne, an unparalleled woman leaned against her long legs. Her purple long dress was wrapped around her hot figure, and her dazzling dress was shining with her precious light.

Her charming and passionate eyes narrowed slightly, staring at a document in her hand.

"Is the principal of Lanba Academy Liu Erlong?"

The corner of his lips touched, and a faint light flashed in his hand, and the document turned into powder. Bibi Dong turned his head to the white bishop beside him and said, "Kunde, has Langtian conquered the Xiangjia Sect?"

"Yes, Lord Holy Son easily conquered them." Bishop Kunde, with gray hair, said respectfully.

Bibi Dong raised his slender eyebrows and was about to say something, but suddenly turned his head.

Step-step-step-step-

But Lin Langtian walked in and saluted Weiwei Bibi Dong, "Biden Kunde, I have something to report to the teacher alone. Please avoid it first."

"Uh... OK." Bishop Kunde left tactfully and closed the door.

Looking at the handsome young man in front of him, Bibidong had a smile on his lips, and the frost on his face disappeared completely.

"Why, did Langtian encounter any trouble?"

Bibidong's heart is very special for this personal disciple. First, she admires Lin Langtian's personality and talent and looks, but second, it is because of Lin Langtian's martial soul.

Death Spider King!

This ugly, terrifying but top-quality martial soul.

In this world, only Lin Langtian understands her resistance and inferiority complex.

"Yes, about feelings." Lin Langtian replied lightly.

He knew very well that he was very special in Bibidong's heart, but not feelings.

"Oh? Let's talk about it..." Bibidong was not as extreme as he did a few years later. Hearing that his always cold disciples encountered emotional problems, he became a little interested.

Lin Langtian slowly raised his head and looked into Bibidong's eyes.

"I want to be a teacher..."

"man."

After a firm voice sounded, the entire hall fell into silence, with only two people breathing slightly.

"..." Bibidong was in a daze for a moment.

With the strength of a titled Douluo, Bibidong suspected that there was a problem with his hearing. His slender calves fell back to the ground from mid-air, and his figure sat a little more upright.

"Langtian, I didn't hear what you said clearly."

"I like the teacher and want to be with you forever. This is my wish." Lin Langtian's eyes flashed slightly, and when he said this, the system did not respond at all.

Bibi Dongfeng's eyes wide open and her red lips slightly raised.

The whole person was extremely shocked.

If you hear it right...

She was confessed!

The slender hand holding the scepter subconsciously exerted force. Although Bibidong's face was not emotional, huge waves appeared in his heart.

Since that nightmare many years ago, my closed heart has trembled.

No one has ever pursued her as boldly as Lin Langtian.

Bibidong could even feel that his heart was pounding violently.

After a moment of panic, Bibidong returned to his noble appearance, stood up from the throne, looked down at Lin Langtian under the stage, and said in a deep voice: "Langtian, confinement for three days to reflect."

Bibidong thought to himself that Lin Langtian was just the throbbing of youth, just like his former self.

You will know the right way after calming down for a while.

However, Lin Langtian did not obey her orders, but strode forward and walked to the higher level step by step. He said firmly: "No need to reflect on it, and there is nothing to reflect on."

As he said that, one hand over Bibidong's tenderness holding the scepter.

In any case, Lin Langtian could not sit idly by and watch Bibi Dong take the path of the original work, so even if it angered her, he would be mentally prepared.

It was tightly wrapped by Lin Langtian's big hands, and the temperature in the palm of his hands was transmitted to each other.

Bibi Dong's slender hands were cold. When they were touched, they wanted to retract as if they were electrocuted, but they were stopped.
Chapter completed!
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