Ju Douluo was so frightened by Qian Xunji's question that he immediately knelt on his knees, lowered his head respectfully, and replied hesitantly.
"Your Majesty, I, I did not neglect my duties, I was careless and fell into his illusion. I, I..."
How dare he hide anything from Qian Xunji now and tell the whole story about the cause and effect?
"What? What did you say? You fell into his illusion? Didn't you say that he is only about twenty years old and his strength is only at the soul sect level?
You actually fell into his illusion? Elder Ju, your ability to lie is really getting better and better, good, very good."
Qianxun Jiji laughed in response. He simply didn't believe that Wang Jingyu, who was only at the Soul Sect level, could actually use his mental power to perform illusions on a powerful Titled Douluo level person.
In his opinion, Ju Douluo couldn't help but use the excuse of being possessed by illusion to cover up his crime of dereliction of duty.
"No, Your Majesty, I did not lie. I really fell into his illusion. It was because I was unprepared and underestimated him.
If you don’t believe it, you can call all the people in the same company to confront you. I really didn’t derelict in my duties..."
Ju Douluo's face was filled with shame at this time. Being able to be tricked by a soul sect using an illusion technique was like a scorpion's shit - his only share of the poison.
"Okay, I'll trust you for now. You get up and continue."
Qian Xunji snorted coldly, walked slowly to the Pope's throne, sat down with the golden sword, and looked at Ju Douluo majestically.
Wang Jingyu was secretly complaining at this moment. It had to be said that Qian Xunji was not very strong, but he pretended to be very powerful.
In the original work, as soon as Tang Hao broke through level 90, he severely injured level 95 Qianxunji.
I don't know what he is so arrogant about.
If he hadn't had a father who was a level 99 peak Douluo, he would have been beaten to death.
Ju Douluo then stood up from the ground and continued to talk about what happened in Soto City.
When it comes to Wang Jingyu and Bibi Dong deliberately kissing in public in order to make Yu Xiaogang give up.
Wang Jingyu clearly felt that Qian Xunji's aura changed instantly, his face darkened, and his anger was uncontrollable.
"What did you say! The saint kissed the man she had just met for less than a month?
Or in the big spirit fighting arena, in full view of everyone?!"
Ju Douluo nodded slightly and replied firmly.
"Your Majesty, it is true, but I can see that the saint and the young man have a mutual affection for each other, and they both have a great impression of each other.
Your Majesty, this is a good opportunity to attract talents. As long as this young man is brought into the temple through the saint, he will definitely be a temple in ten years..."
Before Elder Ju could finish speaking, Qian Xunji raised his hand and slapped heavily on the armrest of the Pope's throne.
"Elder Ju, you are so presumptuous! Do I still need you to teach me how to do things? The origin of the other party is unknown. Do you know what his identity is?"
Just like that, you want to admit him into the temple! And you want the saint to marry him? What benefits has he given you? You bastard."
Qian Xunji became hysterical on the spot, and Ju Douluo was so frightened by his angry roar that he didn't even dare to slap him.
It was also the first time for Ju Douluo to see His Majesty the Pope lose his composure, and it had never happened before.
Wang Jingyu could see that Qian Xunji was extremely possessive of Bibi Dong.
This possessiveness has surpassed the gap that should exist between master and disciple.
His strong possessiveness made him reluctant to see his disciple fall into the arms of other men.
No matter if this man is Yu Xiaogang, Wang Jingyu, or some other man.
Qian Xunji clenched his fists, with a gloomy old face, and squeezed out eight words from between his teeth.
"Elder Ghost! Come and see me at once!"
As he issued the order, a strong man covered in black shadow floated over.
Just like the legendary spirit body, Wang Jingyu felt that the surrounding air had become colder.
"Ghosts come before the Pope."
The black shadow bowed respectfully to Qianxun Ji.
"Yes." Qian Xunji nodded and issued the order on the spot.
"Wait a minute, you and Elder Ju will go to Soto City to arrest the person who is in love with the saint. After he is captured, he will be tortured by me!
We must interrogate from his mouth what force he comes from and what his purpose is in approaching the Saint!"
He looked at Ju Douluo who was kneeling on the ground with cold eyes and asked word by word.
"Elder Ju, I believe you, I must know what to do, right?"
Ju Douluo's face instantly turned pale, and he was completely unable to resist the Pope's order.
After he pondered for a moment, he hesitated for a while before speaking.
"Your Majesty, we don't need to go to Soto City to look for him. This time the young man has already arrived at Wuhun City with the convoy.
After entering the city, he got off the carriage, and he should still be in Wuhun City now."
Wang Jingyu looked at Ju Douluo, his eyebrows just furrowed.
Fortunately, I was careful and left a spare eye on this guy.
Otherwise, he might still be sound asleep when he and Ghost Douluo come to catch him.
When Ghost Douluo and Ju Douluo bowed and left the main hall.
Wang Jingyu saw Qian Xunji giving orders to the temple guards to secretly monitor Bibi Dong and not allow anyone to visit her.
As the saying goes, whatever you worry about will come to you. He has been working hard to prevent Bibi Dong from making the same mistakes as in the original work.
Unexpectedly, not only could it not be stopped, but it would also make the whole thing happen two years in advance.
Now Qianxunji has sent Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo to capture him.
Wang Jingyu, who possesses peak-level stealth skills, would not have any big problem in not being caught by them.
But wanting to rescue Bibi Dong from the Wuhun Palace with only the strength of a level 49 soul sect is just wishful thinking.
Even if he possesses a soul-guided cannon that would only appear ten thousand years later.
He never expected to be able to break into the Wuhun Palace. After all, the soul-guided cannon also needed the support of huge soul power to play its intended role.
With an annoyed look on his face, Wang Jingyu opened the storage space directly, trying to find something useful inside.
At this time, a mysterious strongman experience card with a "?" came into Wang Jingyu's sight.
In addition, there is a strange mask that is very unfamiliar. It seems to have been given by the system when I was writing the diary just now.
As if seeing a savior, Wang Jingyu directly took the mysterious strongman experience card in his hand.
This card opening requires luck. If the Bule (Oriental Undefeated) experience card is really kicked out, Wang Jingyu will have no choice but to cry and faint in the toilet.
He held the Mysterious Powerful Experience Card between his palms with both hands, thinking silently in his mind.
"Dong'er, if that really happens, whether I can save you or not depends on your luck. Mysterious Powerful Experience Card, open!"
Wang Jingyu closed his eyes and waited for the system prompt with anxiety.
"Congratulations to the host for getting a contemporary Haotian Douluo experience card! After using it, you can transform into a contemporary Haotian Douluo, possessing 100% of its strength and all soul skills."
Contemporary Haotian Douluo? Tang Hao?
Hey, can he go to the Wuhun Palace to deliver food based on his strength?
When Wang Jingyu was about to show a disappointed expression, what was going through his mind?