Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath to calm down his agitation. After so many years, he thought he could treat Bibidong like a stranger.

But from the moment the two met, he knew that he was wrong, and he was so wrong.

Some people are like the thorn in their hearts. You think you have suppressed it and started a new chapter in life from now on. But when that thorn comes out again, you will find that you are so heartbroken.

"Uncle the Pope, I came here this time to ask you for something."

"What's up."

A hint of surprise flashed in Bibidong's eyes. She knew Yu Xiaogang too well. Although her talent and strength were average, her personality was as famous as Gang. It was harder to make him say "seeking" than to reach the sky.

"I want to know how you survived the difficulties of twin martial souls." Yu Xiaogang bowed slightly, and Tang San was like his son. For Tang San, he was willing to give up his dignity and bow to his former lover!

"What's the point of asking this? For your martial soul theory?" Bibidong did not give an answer immediately, but asked back.

Yu Xiaogang didn't think about hiding it, and he said frankly: "That's right, I took a disciple. He is like you, and he is also a unique twin martial soul. I hope to cultivate him into a talent and prove my martial soul theory."

"His name is Tang San, and the twin martial souls are Blue Silver Grass and Haotian Hammer, right?"

Bibi Dong's understatement made Yu Xiaogang shocked in an instant. He had planned it before he came. Tang San had never exposed the Haotian Hammer in full view of everyone in the past few years according to his request.

As long as Tang San has the Haotian Hammer and the relationship between the two of them in the past, Yu Xiaogang feels that this time it is almost certain to win.

Man's calculations are worse than God's calculations. How did Bibi Dong know?

"Before leaving, Xiaobai specifically instructed me that at this time you will ask me about the secrets of twin martial souls. The twin martial soul is named Tang San, the son of Haotian Douluo, who owns Blue Silver Grass and Haotian Hammer.

You are indeed here, Yu Xiaogang..."

Bibidong's aura was released bit by bit, and the solemn aura pressed on Yu Xiaogang's heart, making him feel breathless.

"I can guarantee that he will never be an enemy of you in his life!" Yu Xiaogang said with a tough forehead.

"What are you guaranteeing!"

Bibidong angrily scolded: "Tang San is Tang Hao's son. You can say this against your conscience if you will not be enemies with me in the future! I will tell you the secret of twin martial souls, so that you can cultivate an enemy that is enough to threaten me. Yu Xiaogang, do you still think I am the little girl who was fooled by you in a few words back then!"

At the same time, Bibidong's pressure became heavier and heavier. Yu Xiaogang's face turned red when he was suppressed and he almost fell to the ground.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you one more thing."

Bibidong suddenly withdrew his pressure, and Yu Xiaogang's body shook, almost making a fool of himself.

"Even if you know the secret of twin martial souls, it's useless. Today, Xiaobai took three titled Douluo to the Tiandou Empire to intercept the killing on the way to the martial soul city. He seemed to be extremely hostile to your disciple. I believe that Tang San is already in danger at this moment."

"What did you say!"

Yu Xiaogang's shaking body suddenly burst out with an unprecedented force. He stepped forward like a tiger coming out of the mountain, grabbed Bibidong's shoulder viciously, and stared at Bibidong's stunning face with bloodshot eyes.

"It seems that Tang San means a lot to you."

Bibi Dong said indifferently that with her strength, it was easy to overturn the twenty-nine-level Yu Xiaogang, but she didn't do that, and let Yu Xiaogang grab her shoulders.

"Bibidong, please tell me. If something happens to the mistress, I will do everything to destroy the Spirit Hall!" Yu Xiaogang gasped heavily, like a crazy bull.

Tang San is his only hope in his life and the light in his life. Now that his light is extinguished, Yu Xiaogang has been blinded by anger!

"Destroy the Spirit Hall?"

Bibi Dong had a little smile on his lips, and he couldn't tell whether he was admiration or mockery: "Based on the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex Sect, who doesn't like you, or the low soul power of level 29?"

Yu Xiaogang let go of the hand that grabbed Bibi Dong's shoulder. At this moment, he calmed down, but it seemed even more terrifying and fatal, with his eyes like a cold poisonous snake: "Let's just go and see!"

After saying that, he turned around and raised his foot to leave, preparing to leave the Pope's House.

"Wait a moment!"

A cold female voice came from behind. Yu Xiaogang paused for a moment, and finally chose to turn around.

Immediately afterwards, an object drew a graceful arc in the sky and fell into his arms.

A lilac herb with a lid at the top and a purple body. Below are jade-like stems and nine different leaves, which are the shape of a Ganoderma lucidum.

"Nine-grade purple zhi, eating it can help you break through the shackles."

Bibi Dong's snow-white jaw was slightly raised and he said lightly: "Just treat me as pity for you and I will admire you."

"Okay, Bibidong, don't regret it!"

Yu Xiaogang glanced at the ninth-grade Zizhi in his arms and made a decision in an instant. If it were in normal conditions, he would definitely not accept the ninth-grade Zizhi. However, after learning that Tang San might have died, a desire for revenge arose in his heart, and he would not give up any benefit!

"Is he worthy?"

A magnificent momentum suddenly appeared behind him, and the sudden momentum shocked Yu Xiaogang. He only felt an indescribable sharpness rising from behind, as if he was about to pierce the sky.

Yu Xiaogang immediately turned around, and a figure walked through the conference hall and slowly walked over. As the figure gradually approached, his face became clearer and clearer, his pupils seemed to be burning violently, with a strange sky blue color, and the figure showed an extremely cold smile.

The Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, Ling Bai.

Looking at Ling Bai's cold, contempt, disdain and sarcastic eyes, Yu Xiaogang couldn't even get angry this time because his heart was already filled with fear, and his heart beat faster in his chest, without even any signs of relief!

He turned his head pale and did not let his eyes meet Ling Bai's eyes.

Bibidong was also stunned. She didn't expect Ling Bai to return to the Spirit Hall so soon, lowering his head slightly, and holding the Pope's scepter had turned blue.

She suddenly didn't dare to look at Ling Bai, because before Ling Bai left, she not only told her Tang San's information, but also gave her many instructions, detained Yu Xiaogang and threw it into the prison of the Wuhun Hall to torture her. As a result, she not only failed to do it, but even sent all the ninth-grade Zizhi that Ling Bai gave her to break through the realm.

Ling Bai walked to Yu Xiaogang with big strides, and slapped him in the shocked gaze, slapped him hard on the face, pulled him away several meters away, and sneered:

"Nine-grade Zizhi? Take it to you!"
Chapter completed!