Chapter 118 Bibi Dong, a Hundred Thousand Years Soul Beast!
In the Lord's Mansion of Moya City, a group of people gathered here again.
There was no longer the serious atmosphere of the negotiations. One side of his face showed smugness, while the other side looked pale. Inside he was suppressing raging anger, but he could not vent his hatred.
"Old Xu, it's just a loss, is there any need to put on such a deadpan face?!"
Looking at Xu Lin, Xue An shook his head with a hint of smugness on his face, but he was already laughing inside.
Wow, you've come to this day too!
When I broke up the couple, you were so arrogant and looked down on me. Now you are in my hands.
Hearing this, Xu Lin's face darkened and he shouted angrily, "I didn't lose to you, I lost to that Poison Douluo!"
Xu Lin's eyes were bloodshot, as if he could spit fire, and he shouted, "If you have the guts, draw up a team, let's have a fair fight, whoever loses is a grandson!"
"hehe…"
Xue An didn't take it seriously, instead he sneered, looking at Xu Lin with a teasing look, "You are also a leader, don't you know what the saying 'the art of war is all about deception' means?"
"Losing is losing, winning is winning!"
"There is no such thing as being despicable or not in war. There are only people who can afford to lose and those who can't!"
Xue An shouted domineeringly, and his domineering aura didn't make him look like an octogenarian at all. Instead, he looked more like a veteran warrior in his prime, which made people awe-inspiring.
After the shout, the whole place was silent!
Even Xu Lin was stunned and speechless for a moment, not knowing how to refute.
Although this is true in war, there is never anything insidious or not, and everything is worthless in the face of victory.
In short, the winner takes all, and the loser gets to lick the boots!
But!
He really couldn't accept losing like this!
What's hateful is that he obviously lost to a Title Douluo, but the one showing off here is this old bastard!
"By the way, if you think that what you said is bullshit, I won't continue to embarrass you. I will lead the army to leave Moya City later and will never take it for myself."
"After all, we are old friends. What if you get angry and something bad happens? I won't be able to go to Xingluo Empire to burn incense for you every year on your death anniversary."
"Alas, in this way, it seems that I, as an old friend, am heartless and disloyal."
Xue An talked eloquently, with a smile on his face and an expression of trying hard to suppress his pride, which fully explained what it meant to "take advantage of someone and still act ungratefully".
"You...Puchi..."
There was a sweet taste in his throat, and Xu Lin was so angry that he suddenly spat out large mouthfuls of blood and fell down.
For a moment, the hall fell into chaos!
Xue An: ....
As expected, people who are arrogant and proud cannot stand the hardship. It means they don't have much experience!
After checking that Xu Lin was not seriously injured, Xue An waved to Su Xian and others and left.
The affairs on the border had basically come to an end, and Xue An led the army to leave Moya City to avoid any changes that might cause a major war.
The Tiandou Empire has gained an advantage this time, having rescued Nalan Tianqing's 100,000-strong army. As for the city, it will still belong to whoever it belongs to.
Decades of anger have been vented, and Xue An does not want the two countries to really fight, as that would be of no benefit to the Tiandou Empire.
When everyone returned to the capital, the iron torrent of 250,000 troops looked so turbulent and the visual impact of the golden swords and iron horses was heart-stirring.
"Hey, old poison, now that you've arrived at the Xingluo Empire, why don't you go visit their cities?"
In the central army camp, Su Xian couldn't help but feel a little angry when he saw Dugu Bo staying in the camp calmly.
As a Titled Douluo, you are so unambitious that you just stay here and don't go out to rob in the Xing Luo Empire. Are you worthy of your strength?
Or do you think you have earned enough gold coins and now you can be more arrogant?
Hearing this, Dugu Bo glanced at him indifferently without responding.
"Although the Xingluo Empire does not have a Titled Douluo on the surface, the power of the royal family is very strong. No one knows whether there is a Titled Douluo hidden. This old guy will not touch this bad luck."
At this time, Xue An actually laughed, but there was helplessness and solemnity in this smile.
"snort!"
Dugu Bo snorted in annoyance and didn't seem to have any intention of quibbling. Just as Xue An said, the Xing Luo Empire was indeed not easy to provoke.
"Oh~"
Wuhun City, inside the Pope's Palace.
A woman was listening to the reports of two people below. Her beautiful eyebrows couldn't help but frowned, her eyes were flickering, and no one knew what she was thinking.
The woman had a slender and well-proportioned figure. She was wearing an elegant silver robe with gold patterns and a nine-curve purple gold crown on her head. Her expression revealed an overbearing and cold aura, making her look like a natural emperor who wanted people to bow down to her.
What is even more amazing than these is her appearance.
Her flawless skin was lightly pink and seemed as delicate as a baby's. She had willow-shaped eyebrows, a small and delicate nose, and crystal clear pink lips. Everything was so perfect.
"Ghost, are you sure that man is really that strong?"
After listening to Ghost Douluo's story, Bibi Dong pondered for a moment, and then her elegant and cold voice sounded, as if she still didn't believe it.
The Spirit Hall's influence spreads across the entire continent, and the information of all Titled Douluo is recorded. Even if there are some hidden in the dark, some of their basic information is also recorded.
It is somewhat unbelievable that a Titled Douluo suddenly appears, and his strength is above Titled Douluo level 95.
"Your Holiness, I am sure that the man did not use his full strength. It seemed that he was just teasing me. Otherwise, I might not be able to come back." Ghost Douluo replied with lingering fear.
When he mentioned that the other party was playing tricks on him, he didn't seem to be angry at all, but only felt deep helplessness and unwillingness.
"Ghost! Are you kidding me?"
The pupils of the seductively dressed Ju Douluo Yue Guan shrank in surprise. He knew the ghost's character very well. He was cold and taciturn, so what he said must be sincere.
Could it be that... an unknown Titled Douluo really appeared?
Bibi Dong couldn't help but tighten her grip on the scepter, a cold light flashing in her eyes.
He was just a Titled Douluo, and couldn't cause any trouble. After thinking for a while, Bibi Dong's unquestionable tone sounded again, "Don't worry about the Barak Kingdom for now."
"You two will go with me to the Xingdou Great Forest. The exploration team has discovered traces of a 100,000-year-old transformed soul beast there."
"Hundred thousand year soul beast!!"
The pupils of Ju Douluo and the other two suddenly shrank, and the shock in their hearts immediately overshadowed their curiosity and doubt about the unknown Title Douluo.
"Yes, Your Holiness!"
Looking at the woman in front of them with admiration, the two were excited. They didn't expect that Bibi Dong's strength had improved again.
If she could obtain a hundred thousand year soul beast, perhaps she would really become the most powerful Pope in history.
Even... maybe even better than that person!
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