Xiao Wu's Identity Took a Shocking Plunge-His True Form Was a Hundred-Thousand-Year Male Diamond-Muscle Giant Rabbit!

Bi Donghai's figure hovered outside the broken window frame, the papal robes swaying silently in the night wind, and his eyes fixed on the bandaged Tang Sanniang on the bed.

Tang Sanniang's fingertips clenched the corners of the quilt tightly. Eight Spider Lances wanted to unfold it, but Soul Power seemed to be suppressed by something and could not move.

She gritted her teeth. "Are you crazy? This is Spirit Hall's guest room."

Bi Donghai stepped on broken glass and walked in, his footsteps as light as stepping on cotton. He lowered his eyes and looked at her, his smile was too gentle, "I know, so I waited until now to come."

He walked to the bed, knelt down on one knee, put his hand on the edge of the bed, and his face was very close to her.

"Miss Sanniang, are you still in pain?"

Tang Sanniang turned his face away from him. "It doesn't hurt."

"Liar." Bi Donghai stretched out his hand and gently brushed the bandage on her forehead with his fingertips, "Tool Soul True Body forced it, Spiritual Sea must have cracked, you have a headache now and want to vomit, right?"

Tang Sanniang said nothing.

Her head really hurt, but she didn't want to talk to this madman.

Bi Donghai sighed, took out a white jade bottle from his arms, unscrewed the cork, and a cool medicinal fragrance floated out.

"I have prepared some medicine for you. It will stop the pain after you drink it."

Tang Sanniang stared at the bottle, wary. "You want to poison me?"

"I wanted to poison you to death, and I did it as early as in the ring." Bi Donghai smiled and shook his head, "This is the medicine to cure Spiritual Sea's cracks. There are only three bottles in the Spirit Hall's warehouse, so I got one for you."

After he finished speaking, he handed the bottle to her mouth.

Tang Sanniang tilts his head and refuses to drink.

Bi Donghai stopped with his hand in mid-air and was silent for a few seconds. Then he suddenly reached out and grabbed her chin, forcing her face to face.

"Miss Sanniang, don't be so disobedient." His voice was still gentle, but his hands were strong, "You must accept what I have prepared for you."

Tang Sanniang gritted his teeth and tried to struggle, but Soul Power couldn't move.

Bi Donghai pinched her chin, handed the bottle to her lips, poured the liquid into her mouth.

Tang Sanniang wanted to vomit, but his throat was pressed by a Soul Power, and the medicinal liquid slipped directly into his stomach.

The cool feeling spread instantly, and the tearing pain in my head was mostly relieved.

Bi Donghai let go of his hand, wiped away the overflowing liquid from the corners of her mouth, and rested his fingertips on her lips for a second.

"Be good."

Tang Sanniang turned blue, turned around and spat. "You are sick."

"You are also responsible for your illness." Bi Donghai stood up and turned his back to her, "I have been sick since the first time I saw you."

He turned around and his eyes fell on her. The possessiveness in those eyes was too strong to be eliminated.

"Miss Sanniang, do you know why I want to hold this competition?"

Tang Sanniang is silent.

"Because I want to see you." Bi Donghai walked to the bed and sat down, holding her hand across the quilt, "I want to know what you are doing, want to know if you are injured, and want to know if you miss me."

Tang Sanniang tried to pull his hand away, but couldn't.

"You are sick." Her voice was cold, "I have nothing to do with you, don't touch me."

"Why doesn't it matter?" Bi Donghai smiled, with a bit of madness in his smile, "You broke my statue, injured my Golden Generation, and won my competition, and now you say it has nothing to do with me?"

He lowered his head and rested his forehead on the back of her hand.

"Miss Sanniang, you have done so many things to me, how can you say it doesn't matter?"

Tang Sanniang A chill ran down my spine.

She suddenly realized that this man was really crazy.

There were footsteps outside the window.

Bi Donghai suddenly raised his head, Soul Power exploded, and the entire room was instantly enveloped by a transparent barrier.

The footsteps stopped outside the door, and someone knocked on the door.

"His Holiness the Pope, I have something important to report."

It's the voice of Chrysanthemum Douluo.

Bi Donghai did not move, his eyes still fell on Tang Sanniang.

"Say."

"My subordinate just received the message that Tang Haoniang appeared ten miles away from Spirit City, and is suspected of coming to pick up Tang Sanniang and leave."

Tang Sanniang's heart skipped a beat.

Dad is here.

Bi Donghai The smile disappeared from his face and his eyes were frighteningly cold.

"She's here?"

"Yes, Tang Haoniang is accompanied by a thirty-meter-tall giant rabbit. It should be the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast Wu Aotian."

Bi Donghai was silent for a few seconds and suddenly laughed.

"Let her in."

Chrysanthemum Douluo's voice paused. "His Holiness the Pope, Tang Haoniang is Titled Douluo, what if she does something with Spirit City--"

"Let her come in." Bi Donghai's voice was calm, but with an unmistakable sense of oppression, "I want to see her."

There was silence outside the door for a second.

"Yes, I will make arrangements now."

The sound of footsteps faded away.

Bi Donghai turned to look at Tang Sanniang, and his smile returned to gentleness.

"Miss Sanniang, your mother is here to pick you up."

Tang Sanniang gritted his teeth. "What do you want to do to her?"

"Nothing else." Bi Donghai stretched out his hand and gently brushed her cheek with his fingertips, "I just want to talk to her about your future."

He paused and his voice became softer.

"Talk about where you should stay."

Tang Sanniang's face turned pale.

She wanted to speak, but her throat seemed to be blocked and she couldn't make a sound.

Bi Donghai stood up, adjusted the papal robe, turned and walked towards the door.

"Miss Sanniang, please rest first. I will be back soon."

He opened the door, walked out, and closed the door silently.

The barrier disappears.

Tang Sanniang was lying on the bed, feeling cold all over.

She gritted her teeth, Soul Power worked hard, and Eight Spider Lances finally unfolded, piercing the bandage and tearing the sheets.

She rolled out of bed, her legs softened, and she almost fell. She held on to the wall to steady herself, and staggered towards the window.

Outside the window, the Spirit City night sky is very dark, with only a few scattered Soul Guidance Lamp lights.

She saw the figure of Bi Donghai standing in the square in front of the Pope Hall, with his back to her and his eyes looking towards the city gate.

In the distance, a pink light soared into the sky, tearing the night sky apart.

Tang Haoniang is here.

Sky Screen Outside, the auditorium exploded.

[Tang Hao:"I'm going to rush in!"]

[Liu Erlong:"Tang Hao, calm down! That's Parallel World!"]

[Tang San: "Dad, don't be impulsive..."]

[Xiao Wu: "The third brother's mother is so handsome!"]

[Dai Mubai's mother: "Wait, third brother's mother is a man?"]

[Ma Hongjun just: "Damn it, this setting is so messed up!"]

[Oscar mother: "I counted, this is already the eighth sexual intercourse."]

[Ning Rongrong:"Oscar, stop counting."]

[Bibi Dong:"Bi Donghai, what do you want to do?"]

[Qian Renxue: "Mother, Parallel World, you seem to be out of control."]

[Tang Hao: "It doesn't matter if he loses control or not, if he dares to touch my daughter, I will smash him Spirit Hall!"]

In Sky Screen, pink light fell on the door of Spirit City, creating a deep pit.

The smoke and dust dispersed, and the figure of Tang Haoniang appeared in the pit.

She was wearing a red dress, with long hair shawl, holding Ten-Thousand-Zhang Pink Clear Sky Hammer in her hand, and her body was wrapped with the power of thunder that could destroy the world.

Beside her, Wu Aotian, the thirty-meter-tall giant rabbit, squatted on the ground, its muscles bulging, and the heart-protecting hair on its chest shone strangely in the moonlight.

Tang Haoniang raised his eyes and his eyes fell on Bi Donghai in front of the Pope Hall.

"Bi Donghai." Her voice was cold, with suppressed murderous intent, "Hand over my daughter, and I will spare your life."

Bi Donghai smiled, his smile was gentle and dangerous.

"Tang Haoniang, your daughter is safe here, you don't have to worry."

He paused and his voice became softer.

"But I think it would be more appropriate for Miss Sanniang to stay at the Spirit Hall rather than follow you."

Tang Haoniang's face turned livid, Clear Sky Hammer suddenly enlarged, and his hammer glow skyrocketed.

"You are looking for death."

She took one step forward, and the pink hammer light hit Bi Donghai directly.

Bi Donghai did not move, nine Soul Ring rose from the feet, and Pope's Scepter appeared in the hand.

"Ninth Soul Skill, Divine Judgment."