"Your Majesty Lian Douluo, we will withdraw first. We are just following orders. I hope Your Majesty doesn't mind." As all the men in black withdrew, Ghost Douluo carried the two Soul Douluos that Ye Xuan had untied, and Ju Douluo whispered while handing over a ring.
A soul bone lay quietly in the ring. Ye Xuan nodded and let them go. After all, after this battle, except for ordinary people from the Royal Knights, no soul master from the academy died.
The condensed water element formed a dark cloud, and a small rain mixed with vitality fell. Ye Xuan walked towards the carriage amid mixed exclamations and thanks. When passing by Tang San, Ye Xuan noticed the unwillingness and a little resentment in the other's eyes. Without waiting for him to speak, Ye Xuan directly entered the carriage.
"Damn it, if Master wasn't here, there would be no need for you to take action. With the Elder Order of Spirit Hall, Master can directly order these two Title Douluo to leave respectfully."
Looking at the carriage that was completely sealed again, Tang San's anger rose for the first time. After all, Ye Xuan's disdainful look just now deeply hurt Tang San's self-esteem. In his opinion, Ye Xuan, a Title Douluo who broke up with Spirit Hall, was completely inferior to Yu Xiaogang, who could make Spirit Hall respectful. After a disdainful snort, Tang San walked towards the students' carriage.
Ye Xuan, who had sealed the carriage with space again, naturally didn't know how Tang San was acting outside. At this time, she lay back comfortably on Zhu Zhuqing's thighs, and on the sofa opposite him, Liu Erlong sat awkwardly, dodging her eyes, and a little red appeared on her fair face.
"Your Majesty, I didn't know this was your car. I just followed Sister Zhuqing..."
"Well, since Zhu Zhuqing brought you up, you don't have to be so reserved. I remember that you and Yu Xiaogang seemed to be in a relationship?" Interrupting the beautiful woman's words, Ye Xuan glanced at the woman's body without hesitation. Her plump figure undoubtedly showed the maturity of the woman in front of him. Even with the coat covering her, the peaks on her chest were bulging and ready to burst out.
"Hehe, Your Majesty, don't tease me. You should know that I am a cousin of that loser. I was just hot-headed at the time." A sad smile appeared on her face. For many years, Liu Erlong expected Yu Xiaogang to find herself again and face the feelings between them. But as time passed, she went from expectation to numbness, and finally to despair. Without Flanders's assistance this time, Yu Xiaogang did not meet Liu Erlong again. During the Soul Master Competition, Liu Erlong, who was fully committed to the participating team, had completely given up on Yu Xiaogang.
Sensing the disgust in Liu Erlong's tone, Ye Xuan was slightly surprised. After all, being able to take the initiative to get rid of the influence of the love brain in the Love Continent is not a low gold content. Getting up from Zhu Zhuqing's thigh, Ye Xuan's spiritual eyes were activated. The eyes like the abyss made Liu Erlong lose focus the moment they looked at each other, and the body that was originally tense due to tension relaxed. A flash of understanding flashed through Ye Xuan's mind. Although the beautiful woman in front of him looked mature, she was an unopened virgin. Obviously, this was why she did not give up on Yu Xiaogang.
Coming to Liu Erlong, Ye Xuan pinched the other's chin and lifted the woman's head. Her delicate cheeks were slightly rosy, and a few strands of hair stuck to her forehead. Her face with mature charm was a little haggard. It was obvious that she had consumed a lot of energy to lead the academy into the finals.
"Snap~" The sound of snapping fingers rang out, and Liu Erlong, who was in a trance, came back to her senses. Her head was still slightly tilted upwards, and the beautiful face of Ye Xuan that came into her sight made her heart beat faster. Her hands pulled the corners of her clothes in a somewhat helpless manner, and the warm water vapor sprayed from Liu Erlong's mouth hit the palm of Ye Xuan's hand, causing a little itch, "Your Majesty... what do you mean?"
Liu Erlong, who had originally become hot-tempered due to the influence of the Fire Dragon Martial Spirit, now became as shy as a little woman. If the students saw it, they would probably shout that it was impossible. Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong, who were on the side, sat next to the beautiful woman with a strange smile. The girl's soft hands groped towards the woman's delicate body, and a rustling sound came from the carriage...
The destination of the convoy, Spirit City.
The master, who was dressed simply, entered this prosperous city after the inspection. Without a break, he walked non-stop to the Pope's Palace on the mountain.
The master, who only had the cultivation of a great soul master, climbed up with some difficulty. He was already out of breath when he arrived in front of the Pope's Palace. The sudden roar from the front startled him and he sat down on the ground in embarrassment.
"Stop, this is the forbidden area of Spirit City. If you dare to get closer, you will be killed without mercy!"
The two palace guards stepped forward, stretched out their spears, crossed them on Yu Xiaogang's neck, and seemed to be ready to kill at any time.
"Wait... Look... Look at this!" A trace of cold sweat appeared on his forehead. Yu Xiaogang showed the token in his hand. The token with six patterns was clearly displayed in front of the two knights. In an instant, the sound of armor colliding sounded, and even the ground trembled slightly due to the knights' movements.
"Greetings, elders!"
Hundreds of knights knelt on one knee, and the uniform voice carried a little soul power. Yu Xiaogang, who had just stood up, staggered and almost fell down again due to exhaustion. Supporting his knees, he took a few breaths, and looked at the knight in front of him with a little anger in his eyes, but he quickly suppressed his anger, and said with a trembling voice, pretending to be calm, "Take me to see the Pope."
"Yes!"
The knight who was originally blocking the front stood up, holding a spear and shield on both sides, like a tall city wall. Yu Xiaogang, who was walking along the road, felt the oppression emanating from the surroundings. He couldn't help but grit his teeth, pretending to be unaffected, and walked along the steps to the Pope's Palace in front of him with difficulty.
Only a few dozen steps, Yu Xiaogang felt that the pressure he endured was greater than from the bottom of the mountain to here. Finally, the knight who led the way stopped, respectfully opened the door for him, and bowed to signal him to go in. With his hands behind his back, Yu Xiaogang's legs trembled slightly. When the door behind him closed with a dull sound, his upper body hunched a little.
The magnificent and spacious hall was shrouded in soft lights. Yu Xiaogang sat on a chair. As he drank the fine tea, a little bit of soul power relieved his physical fatigue. He let out a long breath. He didn't look at the clothes around him. He was the only one in the empty meeting room at this time.
"Da... Da... Da..."
After the sound of the door opening and closing, crisp footsteps echoed in the hall. Yu Xiaogang followed the sound and the beautiful woman who appeared in his sight made his breathing stagnate slightly.
The white pope's robe with golden patterns covered the woman's plump and mature body. The close-fitting fabric outlined the fruit on her chest. The slender and straight legs leaked a little from the hem of the skirt hanging below. The dress slit all the way to the waist looked extremely seductive.
"How dare you! You can look the Pope in the face? Besides, since you are meeting the Pope, why don't you bow?"
The woman's pleasant voice seemed extremely cold. She smashed the scepter in her hand downwards, and with a "bang", the pressure of soul power spread to the entire hall. The master sitting on the chair turned pale, and a bright red suddenly overflowed from the corner of his mouth. With a "crash", the teacup in his hand fell to the ground, and the unfinished tea slowly flowed between the broken porcelain pieces.
"Greetings... the Pope." Yu Xiaogang stood up tremblingly and lowered his head. With the Pope's order, he didn't need to kneel on one knee like those knights, but he lowered his head with a somewhat ferocious look.
"Hmph!"
As the footsteps approached and then moved away, Bibi Dong made a cold voice when passing by him. After sitting on the Pope's chair, Bibi Dong had no intention of speaking at all, but looked at the trembling man below with a cold expression, with disdain and disgust in his eyes.
A little cold sweat appeared on Yu Xiaogang's forehead. He maintained the posture of saluting. In his field of vision, the tea slowly flowed to his feet. For a moment, the atmosphere in the hall seemed extremely depressing. After more than ten minutes, Yu Xiaogang finally couldn't bear it anymore and raised his head suddenly, "Bibi Dong, what do you want?"
"Boom!"
"Bold, who gave you the courage to call the Pope's name directly?"
Yu Xiaogang's figure flew backwards and hit the door all of a sudden. The huge impact force broke most of his bones. The sound in the meeting room attracted the attention of the knight outside. As the footsteps approached, the knight asked: "Your Holiness! Do you need us to come in?"
"No, just teach a rubbish who doesn't know the height of the world a lesson."
The knight who received Bibi Dong's order left, but Yu Xiaogang, who was slumped on the ground against the gate, looked extremely ugly, with white knuckles on his clenched fists, and looked at Bibi Dong with anger and confusion.
"What, a great soul master in his forties, is either trash or something else. I don't know how I was deceived by you."
Bibi Dong's sarcastic words made Yu Xiaogang blush, because lies don't hurt people, the truth is the sharpest knife. With his lips trembling, Yu Xiaogang could only utter a sentence that looked extremely pale: "Bibi Dong...you, have changed..."
"Oh, have I changed? Maybe, but anyway, I was the one who gave you the Pope's Order. Since you still have the nerve to come to me now, then tell me what's the matter." With a playful smile, Bibi Dong looked at Yu Xiaogang with a mocking look in her eyes, and pressed her ten fingers on her lower abdomen. She leaned on the Pope's chair and spoke casually.
"I hope you can tell me how to cultivate twin martial spirits." Yu Xiaogang lowered his head and no longer dared to look up at Bibi Dong, with bloodshot eyes. He never thought that Bibi Dong would be so heartless, but for Tang San, he still spoke resolutely.
"Oh, for the son of the remnant of the Haotian Sect?"
"You know?" He raised his head for a moment and then drooped it dejectedly. A bitter smile appeared on Yu Xiaogang's lips. After all, the other party was the Pope of the Spirit Hall. His intelligence network naturally spread throughout the continent. It was not surprising that he knew Tang San's identity. "Yes, it was for him."
"Take it. Don't come to me again in the future. The relationship between us is not that deep."
A scroll was thrown into Yu Xiaogang's arms. The golden elder order was taken back by Bibi Dong. There was no thought of mercy. Bibi Dong waved Yu Xiaogang away like chasing away flies. "Go away. I will let you go this time."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Holding the scroll tightly in his hand, Yu Xiaogang's face was gloomy. The last trace of fantasy was shattered. He knelt on one knee in front of Bibi Dong, and then pushed the door and left without hesitation.
"What, Your Holiness, do you have any questions?"
"Wait, I have sent people to capture the boy you mentioned." Bibi Dong did not care about Yu Xiaogang's cold tone, and her tone was a little playful.
"You dare! Bibi Dong, how dare you touch him? Aren't you afraid of the revenge of the Haotian Sect?" Suddenly turning back, Yu Xiaogang looked at Bibi Dong with anger and disbelief.
"Why shouldn't I dare? Even Tang Hao is dead. What is there to fear about the Haotian Sect? Come on, throw him out!"
Before Yu Xiaogang could digest the news he had just received, two knights pushed the door open and walked out with the already limp Yu Xiaogang. As his body suddenly flew into the air, Yu Xiaogang suddenly came to his senses, and then the weightlessness from his body made him curl up instinctively, holding the scroll he had just received tightly in his arms.
In the huge conference room, Bibi Dong, who was sitting upright on the chair, exhaled a breath, and leaned back, not caring about her image. She loosened her crossed fingers and couldn't help covering her lower body. Her plump legs were tightly clamped together, and the edge of the white cloth revealed the elastic skin of her thighs below. A faint water stain slowly emerged from the place where Bibi Dong was covering.
"Well~ Master should come with the participating team, right? Gu~ Master's big cock, when can you favor me again~ The bitch can't wait~"
With her head lowered, the subtle obscene words leaked from Bibi Dong's mouth made it difficult for people to imagine that she was the high and mighty Pope of the Spirit Hall. Following Ye Xuan's order, she did not wear any underwear under the loose Pope's clothes. Her vagina, anus and urethra were now filled with various small props. Her developed body had almost reached the point where her whole body was full of sensitive areas. At this time, she was looking forward to the participating team that was about to arrive in Spirit City.
On the tall Spirit Mountain, a figure rolled down the stairs. As passers-by screamed and dodged, Yu Xiaogang rolled several times in a mess, and crashed into the supporting pillar of a roadside shop, stopping his forward momentum.
"Tsk, get out of here quickly. A rubbish great soul master ran to the Pope Mountain. It's good enough that he didn't die. Don't block my business!"
Waving a broom, the shop owner looked at the crowd on the roadside pointing at Yu Xiaogang, spoke angrily, and drove away the man in front of him who looked extremely shabby. Facing the other party's broom, Yu Xiaogang bit his lower lip and oozed a little blood. But facing the boss who had the cultivation of a soul sect, he had to drag his body, which was full of injuries, away from here.
In the valley a dozen cities away from Spirit City, the Royal Knights had already counted the casualties, and the students and teachers had returned to their own academy's convoy. After a few minutes of repair, the huge convoy began to move forward again, heading towards Spirit City along the cleared road.
In the Shrek Academy's convoy, several students were in a carriage. Except for Xiao Wu, there were no other girls in the carriage. Sitting next to Tang San, Xiao Wu rubbed her thighs a little awkwardly, supporting her lower body with both hands, as if she was enduring something, and a faint blush appeared on her cute face.
Thinking about the whereabouts of the master, Tang San noticed the strangeness of the girl next to him. Looking at the girl with red cheeks, his breathing became hurried. He wanted to hug the girl's waist, but Xiao Wu dodged without leaving a trace. Tang San didn't care, but just said with concern, "Xiao Wu, what's wrong, you seem to be a little uncomfortable."
"No...nothing, just, I was scared by the scene just now..." Facing Tang San's concern, Xiao Wu forced a smile, twisted her petite body a few times, and moved her hands between her thighs to cover the position below her pubic mound.
"It's okay, Xiao Wu, I will protect you, no matter who wants to hurt you, they must step over my body first!"
"Yeah, um... Third brother, I still feel a little uncomfortable, I'll go to see His Majesty..." Xiao Wu perfunctorily responded to Tang San, covering her lower body, and walked out of the carriage with a little stagger, "Love you, Third brother~"
Tang San, who was about to speak, missed a beat after hearing Xiao Wu's words. Looking at the scorpion tail braid that disappeared with the girl's back, he showed a relieved smile, and the original suspicion completely disappeared. Constantly comforting himself that Xiao Wu was just feeling uncomfortable, Tang San and Dai Mubai started talking.
Looking around constantly, Xiao Wu, like a thief, endured the discomfort of her body and slipped from the student's carriage to the side of Ye Xuan's carriage. While the Shrek Academy's motorcade hadn't started, the girl squeezed her legs and got into this unique carriage.
"Master... Master, the little bitch is here... Can you... Can you turn off those things first..."
With a little crying, Xiao Wu's body suddenly collapsed on the floor, and the whole person knelt down beside Ye Xuan in a posture of sitting down. The girl's slender legs were tightly clamped together, and dark water stains spread rapidly along her shorts, and soon transparent liquid flowed freely on her thighs.
In front of Ye Xuan, Liu Erlong was restrained by Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong. The two women grabbed the beautiful woman's arms, sandwiched each other in the middle, and their small hands restlessly reached into Liu Erlong's clothes, groping on the woman's smooth skin.
"Didn't you ask me what I meant? Let's take a good look next~ After all, you have no choice~"
With a teasing smile on his face, Ye Xuan sat back on the sofa and waved to Xiao Wu not far away. As if a switch was turned on, Xiao Wu's petite body quickly crawled in front of Ye Xuan, knelt between Ye Xuan's legs, and grabbed Ye Xuan's pants in a panic.
Watching the girl's movements and feeling the tender hands of the two women beside him wandering on her body, Liu Erlong's eyes ignited a little fire, but unlike the previous anger, the fire at this time exuded a faint pink. The originally relaxed body now tensed up. The coat that was originally draped over her body had been thrown aside. Through the torn fabric on her chest, her fair breast flesh was clearly visible. The two points of excitement pushed up the clothes, indicating that the beautiful woman had already reacted.