blenderwars Chapter 84 The Tragic Yu Xiaogang, the Curtain Rises!
Chapter 84 The Tragic Yu Xiaogang, the Curtain Rises!
Chapter 84 The Tragic Yu Xiaogang, the Curtain Rises!
Come to think of it, I don't think I've ever gone shopping with Xiaochen before.
You certainly know how to enjoy yourself.
His Holiness the Pope thought with a hint of sourness.
"No, it was him, it was me."
The blonde girl was stunned. She pointed at the boy, but before she could finish speaking, she saw those wine-red eyes glaring at her.
"Okay, okay, it's my fault. I shouldn't have dragged him out to play alone. I'll take you with me next time, alright?"
Qian Renxue rolled her eyes and said lazily.
"Don't talk nonsense."
His Holiness the Pope glanced at her with feigned majesty, but the slight panic in his eyes betrayed her true feelings.
Are you going out for fun as a family?
It seems pretty good?
I haven't left this huge cage for a long time.
Her Holiness the Pope was intrigued and began to consider the feasibility of this idea.
It's definitely not going to work before or after the competition. But after this competition, we must make the Haotian Sect pay the price no matter what. I'll probably be very busy.
Hmm, how about two months later?
or.
"Ahem. Your Holiness, let's talk about this later. We have guests here."
The boy looked at His Holiness the Pope, whose eyes were shining and who was deep in thought, coughed lightly, and gestured for her to look ahead.
The Pope was taken aback, then realized that there seemed to be a fourth person in the hall.
Yu Xiaogang's smile was almost impossible to maintain.
He suppressed his temper and didn't interrupt, hiding the jealousy in his eyes as he recalled the voice from his memory.
"Dong'er. It's me."
But before he could finish speaking, His Holiness the Pope, sitting on his high throne, waved his hand.
"Let's talk about it tomorrow. We have something to discuss tonight."
Then she looked at Qian Renxue and Su Chen again, but after a moment, she seemed to remember something.
Om-!
The sharp energy swept past Yu Xiaogang's ear, slicing a strand of hair to shreds in mid-air and leaving a thin trail of blood on his face.
"If you dare utter those two words again, I'll kill you."
She glanced at him, then looked back at Su Chen and Qian Renxue, her beautiful face once again showing an unprecedented tenderness.
"There probably won't be time before or after the match, so how about we..."
dong dong.
Boom boom boom!
His heart was pounding, and fear overwhelmed Yu Xiaogang like a tidal wave. He was panting heavily, sweat pouring down his body, as if he were soaking in water.
He trembled as he raised his hand to touch the wound on his cheek, his eyes filled with fear.
It was just a little bit short.
It was just a hair's breadth away from my neck.
Bibi Dong, Bibi Dong, she really wants to kill me!!
Just because, just because I was called by my nickname?
No, that's not true, it's impossible!!
Dong'er isn't that kind of person!
There must be something wrong, there must be something wrong!
He walked out, trembling and unsteady, step by step.
"etc."
A clear, aloof voice sounded from behind him, and Yu Xiaogang suddenly looked up, his eyes shining with hope.
The next second, a violent surge of soul power rushed in, ignoring his screams, and wantonly tore at his body, finally pulling out a dark metal token from his body.
Snapped!
Then, the soul power threw him to the ground like trash.
"No, that's my papal decree!!"
Yu Xiaogang's expression changed drastically after quickly touching the object twice, realizing what he had lost. He forced himself to get up and grab it despite the pain, but before he could even reach out, he saw the papal decree shatter into pieces in an instant, his eyes wide with horror!
"you"
Boom!
Before Yu Xiaogang could even roar angrily, he was swept away by soul power and thrown out of the Papal Palace. The door closed, and his voice disappeared instantly.
"It's so noisy."
Bibi Dong gently rubbed her temples, blinked her beautiful eyes at Su Chen, and smiled slightly.
"Hey, now you're the only one who has that thing."
The silver-haired boy stared in astonishment at the shards scattered on the ground. The symbol of the Pope's personal presence was now held solely by him.
That's really something.
Master, don't blame me, this was your own idea.
Su Chen couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy for the poor master.
"Then him."
Qian Renxue asked with some curiosity.
"What are you going to do about this?"
It seems that the person won't let this go easily.
"What an utterly ridiculous thing! They actually managed to pull off such a scheme against me?"
The Pope's pretty face showed a hint of coldness.
She knew Yu Xiaogang too well, so when she saw the familiar furnishings and titles on him, she knew what he was up to.
I had completely forgotten about him, but this guy just had to come looking for trouble.
"Yu Yuanzhen is still in Wuhun City, so let's let him live a few more days."
Once the affairs of the Haotian Sect are settled and things are cleared up, she will begin to settle accounts one by one.
"Alright, let's not worry about these things for now. Let's go back and rest. Xiao Chen still has a competition to attend."
Bibi Dong yawned, her beautiful eyes sparkling as she looked at the boy.
"By the way, Xiao Chen, could you use that [Healing Hand] again? I mean the version with the fewest side effects."
She dared not experience the highest one again, and even if she did, she absolutely could not let her daughter see it.
Otherwise, she would really have no face to show.
"Huh? What's that? I want one too!!"
Qian Renxue's eyes lit up. She had been interested in this for a long time, but Su Chen had always been unwilling to use it on her, saying that it hadn't been fully tested.
Can't I help him with the test myself?
"Okay, okay, I want them all."
Su Chen nodded helplessly.
Luckily, I found Bibi Dong to test me back then, otherwise I would have ended up in jail.
By the way, does anyone here still remember that I have a match tomorrow?
The boy sighed and followed the two figures, one tall and one short.
The three walked out of the Papal Palace, and the girl and woman's clear laughter drifted far, far away in the night sky.
Meanwhile, at the foot of the Spirit Hall mountain.
Yu Xiaogang leaned against the roadside, looking lost and dejected. His mind was filled with Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes, devoid of any emotion, and the image of her shattering the papal decree.
Thinking of this, his heart ached as if it were being torn apart.
Do not!
Will not!
Dong'er just threw me down, she didn't kill me, she must still care about me!
He closed his eyes, then opened them again, his fists clenched tightly.
The innocent and beautiful memories of his youth allowed Yu Xiaogang to temporarily forget his pain, and he couldn't help but murmur in his sleep.
"Dong'er, I promise."
"What do you mean?"
A woman's emotionless voice came through the phone, and he answered instinctively.
"I will definitely let you know how much I love you."
Before he could finish speaking, his voice abruptly stopped.
Yu Xiaogang's body stiffened, and he slowly raised his head.
Under the moonlight, the familiar red-haired woman stared at him expressionlessly.
"Erlong, Erlong, let me explain! Ahh!!"
The suppressed screams startled a flock of night crows, which also drifted far, far away in the night sky.
Tonight is destined to be an eventful night.
The storm has not yet subsided, and nothing has yet come to light.
However, the long-awaited enthronement ceremony of the Spirit Hall Pope quietly began.
(End of this chapter)