Opening a Restaurant in Douluo, Bibi Dong Begs for a Monthly Pass
Chapter 98

Pope, Spare Me! Don't Turn Into a Giant Maggot!

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In Golden Crocodile Douluo's mind, a terrifying picture emerged uncontrollably that made his DNA start to riot--

I saw Bibi Dong with a solemn expression and shouted "Martial Soul Possession!"

Then, with a sudden "duang", her whole body turned into a shiny and squirming... prehistoric giant fat maggot!

That thing even had the face of Bibi Dong and gave him a wink!

"Ugh--!"

No way! Bengbu is here!

Golden Crocodile Douluo His stomach was churning again, but he had even vomited all the bile, and now he could only retching heartbreakingly.

Senior! Be a human being!

Please be a human being!

"Plop!"

Mighty Lion Douluo's legs went weak and he knelt down to Bibi Dong on the spot.

He burst into tears and hugged Thousand Might Douluo's thigh next to him, crying like a three-hundred-pound child.

"His Holiness the Pope! Spare your life!"

"Don't be possessed! Please!"

"I really have nothing to throw up in my stomach!"

Thousand Might Douluo's face was as white as paper, and his lips were trembling, trying to push him away.

But I found that my legs were too weak to stand, and I was shaking like I had Parkinson's disease.

"Your Majesty... think twice... take one more look, I'm afraid I'm going to follow Angel God on the spot..."

However, Bibi Dong ignored these drama queens at all.

Now all she could think about was her senior's hands with clear joints and her two perfect Martial Souls that were "rubbed" by her own hands.

Shame?

Shame.

But what's more is an unprecedented strength and confidence!

She slowly closed her eyes, opened her red lips slightly, and there was a tremor in her voice that she was not even aware of.

"Martial Soul Possession!"

Buzz--!

A cold, dead, yet extremely noble divine aura instantly enveloped the entire hotel.

Wearing a complicated and gorgeous Gothic dress, she wrapped her perfect body.

A pure black ribbon covers his eyes, revealing a coolness and divinity that should not be approached by strangers.

She just stood there quietly, without a trace of fireworks, but seemed to be in charge of the end of all life in the world.

Cold, noble, sacred, inviolable!

See this scene.

The voices of the Douluos who were still crying and shouting a second ago suddenly stopped.

The whole hotel was silent.

Everyone's eyes widened, their mouths opened, and they collectively fell into a state of shutdown.

A full dozen seconds passed.

"Huh--"

A long sigh of relief came out of Golden Crocodile Douluo's mouth.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of gasping came one after another.

Everyone looked like they had just been fished out of the water, soaked in cold sweat, breathing in the hard-earned fresh air.

"No... not maggots..."

Mighty Lion Douluo collapsed on the ground, muttering to himself for the rest of his life.

"It's okay, okay, my eyes don't need to be tortured again."

The other banned accounts, Douluo, also had hollowed-out expressions and nodded in agreement crazily.

It's good to be alive.

In this peaceful atmosphere of gratitude, a crisp voice seemed particularly abrupt.

"Wow!"

Light Feather Douluo's blue eyes were shining brighter than the stars at this moment.

"His Holiness the Pope Now... it looks great!"

With one sentence, the whole place fell silent instantly.

Everyone just woke up from a dream, and subconsciously turned their stiff eyes to Bibi Dong again.

Then.

Collective petrification.

Good looking?

Damn... can this be described with the word "good-looking"?!

This is simply a dimensionality reduction blow!

It directly slaps the concept of beauty in their faces!

That figure, that temperament, that cold and noble divinity...

Especially the black ribbon that blindfolds the eyes, not only does it not obscure the beauty at all, but adds endless mystery and temptation.

Ascetic and sexy.

Who can withstand this?!

Golden Crocodile Douluo, who had just rejuvenated and regained his second spring, subconsciously covered his chest.

He felt that his young heart was beating faster than when he first met his first love.

It's over.

The Daoist mind is unstable.

Ghost Douluo straightened his back subconsciously.

He tidied up his valuable black robe, and his eyes, which were originally unwavering, revealed a hint of appreciation for meeting his opponents, and... a sense of superiority as a "experienced person."

The way he looked at Bibi Dong was without any distracting thoughts. He was purely a UP owner from a top-notch good-looking area, looking at another king-level peer.

Professional.

So professional!

This modeling, this rendering, this temperament... he would call it the strongest!

However, Chrysanthemum Douluo beside him let out an extremely disdainful snort from his nostrils.

"Hmph!"

The sound was not loud, but the smell of vinegar inside could kill a Soul Beast from eight hundred miles away.

Ghost Douluo felt a thump in his heart.

Damn it! I forgot that the person next to me is a jealous person!

He quickly came over, touched his old buddy with his elbow, winked, and hinted wildly.

Bibi Dong didn't care about the embarrassing group of banned people outside the door Douluo.

She just shook her fist lightly.

An unprecedented sense of power and a perfect fit spread throughout the body instantly.

There is no ambiguity or discomfort at all.

This "Death Goddess" Martial Soul is as if she was born with it and grew from the depths of her soul!

Too strong!

So perfect!

Bibi Dong felt ecstasy in his heart, and subconsciously wanted to turn around and share this joy with Lin Feng.

But the next second, her mind began to uncontrollably replay the scene in Sea of Consciousness.

Those hands...

on her...

Bah!

It is the memory of performing various difficult shaping operations on her Martial Soul.

Boom!

Bibi Dong's cold and beautiful face, "rubbed", burned directly from the root of the neck to the tip of the ear.

This waistline...

It's the arc created by the senior's fingertips, inch by inch.

That piece is pretty...

It was the senior who used the entire palm of his hand to wrap it completely to make it round and full.

And those legs wrapped in black ribbons, which look particularly slender...

And now I am Martial Soul Possession.

Doesn't it mean that my whole body was given to me by senior...

Thinking of this, Bibi Dong's delicate body trembled.

She maintained the cool and charming look of a royal lady, with her two slender legs wrapped in black fishnet stockings, but under the hem of her skirt, they unconsciously came together slightly and rubbed them twice.

There was an inexplicable hint of shyness in his posture.

This made the elders blush and their eyes wander, but they didn't dare to take another look.

From mentally polluted prehistoric fat maggots to stunningly shy and stunning goddesses.

This huge contrast brings more stamina than drinking ten pounds of fake wine!

Every tough guy present felt that his girlish heart had been hit hard at this moment.

The entire hotel was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Just when this sacred and charming atmosphere is about to reach its climax.

"Hiccup~!"

A long, loud burp with an echo of satisfaction exploded in the hotel without warning.

The movement was like thunder on the ground.

The pink bubble that had just risen in the hotel, mixed with surprise, shyness and a hint of ambiguity, was all shattered on the spot...

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