"How long are you planning to hold me?"
The voice from his arms was no longer as sweet as before. Instead, it was bone-chillingly cold. Ning Bei, finally coming back to his senses, instantly let go and backed several steps away.
Bibi Dong turned back and glanced at him with a smile that was not quite a smile. That smile sent chills through Ning Bei's entire body.
"Child? Ning Niandong? How would you like to die?"
Ning Bei awkwardly scratched his head and explained, "Wasn't I just cooperating with Pope Big Sister's act? Just tell me whether the effect was good or not!"
After saying that, he even pointed at Grandmaster, who had collapsed in a pool of blood.
"Hmph!"
Bibi Dong glared coldly at Ning Bei, then called over the guards at the door and had them carry Yu Xiaogang away and throw him out of Spirit Hall.
"Aren't you leaving?"
"Tch, what a low-class woman. Uses me up and throws me away!"
Ning Bei muttered under his breath as he walked toward the hall doors, but how could that sound escape the ears of a Super Douluo? That bone-chilling voice came again.
"What did you say?"
"I said thank you, Dong Er Jie!"
Bibi Dong's expression froze. Looking at Ning Bei's lips that puffed out from time to time, she was instantly so furious smoke nearly came out of all seven orifices. Soul Power gathered in her hand, and she struck a palm toward him.
Ning Bei hurriedly dodged, then glared at Bibi Dong with an ugly expression.
"Hey, don't go too far. You were the one who kissed me just now. I was completely dazed from it!"
What answered him was still Bibi Dong's palm, with even more force than before.
Dodging again, Ning Bei's gaze also