After hearing Qian Daoliu's promise, Bibidong began to hesitate.

"Brother Jin, do you think I want to stay here?" she asked.

Wang Jin saw her hesitation and understood that she still wanted to stay in the Wuhun Hall.

He said, "You make your own decision. I am no longer afraid of Qiandaoliu. With me by your side, no one can hurt you, so there is no need to worry about it."

Bibidong looked at Chihiroji and said, "I want me to stay, yes, but I have a few conditions."

"Dong'er, just say it." Qianxunji said quickly.

Bibi Host: "I will not call you teacher again in the future, nor will I receive your training again, and don't disturb my life."

Qianxunji nodded and said, "No problem, what I did before is indeed wrong, and I don't beg you to forgive me at once. You can use the cultivation resources of the Wuhun Hall at will, and I will not disturb you again."

Bibidong looked at Chihiroji indifferently and said, "You can leave now."

Qian Xunji sighed, looking a little painful, and turned around and left lonely.

After Qianxunji's figure disappeared, Bibi Dong's hard expression gradually became softer.

"Brother Jin, Dong'er chose to stay here. You won't blame Dong'er, right?" she asked worriedly.

"Little fool, how could I blame you?" Wang Jin said.

"Brother Jin, thank you." Bibi Dong was a little moved and said, "I want to stay here for some reason."

"I can stay here without worrying about food and clothing, without having to rush for life, and spend more energy to practice. I want to practice as quickly as possible to achieve titled Douluo, so that I will not be afraid of anyone bullying me."

"As for Qianxunji, I will not forgive him, but he does have great kindness to me, such grace as saving life, raising raising, and teaching mercy, and these graces I will repay to the Wuhun Hall."

"When one day, I feel that I don't owe them anymore, and I will leave."

Wang Jin said: "Dong'er, just decide these things yourself."

"Um."

Bibi went downstairs and found the meals delivered by the maid in the living room on the first floor, which were a little warm.

If she didn't go to the restaurant for dinner, she would have a maid delivering food here.

Bibidong ignored his image and swallowed it voraciously, finally filling his stomach.

She left the plate here and went upstairs. Tomorrow morning, there would naturally be a maid to clean up.

Back in the room and closed the door. In this small world of his own, Bibidong's heart suddenly became much quieter.

Wang Jin's voice suddenly rang: "Dong'er, why not... let's continue practicing?"

Bibi Dong's pretty face turned red and he said angrily: "Brother Jin, please spare Dong'er. Will we be able to practice tomorrow? Look at the bed sheet, you will have to wash it tomorrow, it's all caused by you."

Wang Jin floated out of Bibidong's body, and his soul manifested. Except for a little illusion, it looked no different from a real person.

He pulled off the bed sheet and smiled and said, "Then you can practice your soul power tonight. I'll wash the bed sheet for you first."

Bibidong was moved and said, "You are the Son of God in the God Realm, can you do such a job?"

"Uh... I'm so smart with your brother Jin. I've seen those maids washing clothes, so I naturally learned it. It's nothing difficult."

"Oh." Bibidong nodded, suddenly widened his eyes and asked vigilantly: "Brother Jin, there are so many young and beautiful maids in the Pope's Hall. Tell me honestly, have you ever peeked at them with your spiritual sense?"

"Compared with you, they are all vulgar fans. I have a beautiful lady like you, so how could I peek at them?" Wang Jin quickly explained.

He looked a little embarrassed, and his back was turned to Bibidong, and he was not seen by Bibidong.

He did see it, but he did not see it on purpose, but saw it accidentally when he observed it with his spiritual sense.

When he encounters a girl bathing, he will occasionally appreciate it. It is pure appreciation, appreciating the beauty in them.

These girls are really far behind Bibidong.

Seeing Bibi Dong sitting cross-legged on the bed and preparing to meditate and practice, Wang Jin shouted: "Dong'er, wait a moment, I have a surprise for you."

"What surprise?" Bibidong opened his eyes and looked at Wang Jin expectantly.

Wang Jin realized that he came to the system space and selected the "Ten Thousand Poisons" and chose to use it.

This exercise disappeared from the system space and turned into a large amount of information that appeared in Bibidong's mind.

Bibi Dong was extremely surprised and asked, "Brother Jin, what is this?"

Wang Jin smiled and said, "This is a cultivation technique that can greatly improve your cultivation speed and make the spider poison you have even more terrifying."

Bibi Dong was even more curious and said, "Is there such a magical thing in the world? I thought that practicing soul power could only be done through meditation."

Wang Jin said: "Didn't I tell you before that I will teach you how to become a god. This technique is enough to allow you to easily practice to the god level. Its value is incalculable."

Bibidong was so excited that his face flushed. He jumped out of bed and kissed Wang Jin fiercely on the face.

Wang Jin raised the bed sheet in his hand and said, "The explanation of this technique is very detailed. You should study and practice it yourself. I will wash the bed sheet first."

Bibidong pinched Wang Jin hard, covered his hot face and ran back to the bed.

Wang Jin laughed and took the bed sheet to wash.

When he came out after washing the bed sheets, Bibidong was already cross-legged on the bed and entered a state of cultivation.

Wang Jin was a little surprised that it was so fast.

He did not disturb Bibidong, gently hang the bed sheets on the balcony, and then quietly entered Bibidong's body.

...

At the foot of the Holy Mountain, the Dungeon of the Spirit Hall used to imprison prisoners, screams kept ringing.

Yu Xiaogang was tied to a cross crucifix, his clothes were torn and his skin was covered in blood.

In front of him, a jailer waved his whip, used his soul power, and whipped hard.

Every whip that fell on Yu Xiaogang would bring out a blood mark. After a few whips, the flesh would roll out.

Yu Xiaogang had fainted several times in pain. Every time he fainted, he would be awakened with ice water and then continue to whip it.

There was also a soul healing master standing next to him, ready to take action to rescue him at any time to ensure that Yu Xiaogang would not be beaten to death.

The Pope's crown prince ordered that the guy should be tortured first and he would come to interrogate himself later.

Yu Xiaogang has been beaten here for an hour, and several prisoners who were tortured have been replaced.

Yu Xiaogang's eyes were bloodshot. Because of the long scream, his voice was extremely hoarse. This pain made him worse than death!

Another whip fell, and blood and flesh splashed out. Yu Xiaogang howled and cursed weakly: "Qian Xunji, what am I doing wrong? You should treat me like this! I am the young master of the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex Sect, and my father is a super Douluo at level 96!"

A cardinal standing beside him was furious and shouted, "How dare you disrespect the Pope, beat me hard and beat me to death!"
Chapter completed!