"Are you looking for me?"

The faint moonlight sprinkled, Chen Xiaoming's silver hair flowed, a pair of eyes flashed with a faint silver light, staring at each other with bad intentions, and a faint spatial fluctuation exuded around his body, shielding the surroundings.

The black-robed figure was silent, looking at Chen Xiaoming's figure solemnly.

The latter appeared silently, since he didn't notice it at all, what was even more terrifying was that the surroundings were too quiet, and the previous sound of insects and birds could not be heard.

"Soul Palace's?"

The people who can shoot at themselves in Wuhun City, except for the people in Wuhun Palace, Chen Xiaoming really can't think of anyone else, but the strength of the other party is a bit too much.

But a soul master of the Contra level dares to be sent to assassinate himself like this? Is it a bit too child's play.

The faint fluctuation of soul power instantly pressed on the other party's body, and the face of the black-robed figure changed drastically, and he reacted instantly.

"Your Majesty, the Pope is invited, please ......."

"Oh? Let me think about it, it seems to be this hand. ”

The indifferent words fell, and a little red light flashed in the eyes of the black-robed figure, and then the black-robed figure sensed a severe pain in his right hand, and looked sideways to see that the right arm he had assassinated before had been pierced by a branch.

The strange thing is that the pierced wound did not drip blood, but was slowly absorbed by the branch, and then a brittle branch stretched out from the branch, and a small red flower bloomed on it.

The blood-colored flowers are delicate and gorgeous, like seductive roses, which make people fascinated.

In an instant, a threat of death surged up from his heart, and the black-robed figure was instantly alert, gritting his teeth, the soul power in his body was shocked, and he directly cut off his right arm, and the figure flashed and retreated into the distance.

In a horrified scene, the right arm of the black-robed figure was instantly sucked dry by the branches, and the blooming blood-colored flowers flew out, and then slowly landed, and disappeared at the moment of landing.

"Gollum, Gollum......."

Weird, evil, the black-robed figure didn't know how to describe this scene, if it weren't for the fact that he had cut off his right arm just now, he would be dead now.

"Let's go."

With a wave of his hand, Chen Xiaoming fell, he wanted to see what Bibi Dong wanted to do, and what kind of trap he had.

The black-robed figure looked at Chen Xiaoming who was coming slowly, lowered his head in panic, and a fierce glint flashed in his eyes, he didn't hate Chen Xiaoming, but hated Bibi Dong.

Although he is the Contra Douluo of the Wuhun Palace, he is a person from the Great Worship There, and this time it was only because of the coercion of Pope Bibi Dong that he helped her come to assassinate and kill someone.

Before he came, Bibi Dong didn't tell him who he was going to assassinate.

Otherwise, how could he be so stupid and dare to assassinate a Titled Douluo.

"Slut!"

Looking at his bloodstained right arm, the black-robed figure scolded angrily in his heart, this time he was planted, and he lost an arm, even if he was cured, his strength would decline.

And all of this was calculated by Bibi Dong.

The black-robed figure has already made up his mind, and after he goes back, he will definitely report the matter to the second worship.

The two of them went all the way to the outside of Wuhun City, the two of them had good strength, and the latter was familiar with Wuhun City, so he easily avoided the inspection, and then took Chen Xiaoming to a hillside outside Wuhun City.

There, there was a figure boiling wine, waiting for a long time.

"Step."

Falling gently, Chen Xiaoming glanced around, with a wide field of vision and a quiet environment, it was a good place to enjoy the moon and drink.

"Your Excellency, the people have been brought, and the lowly office has taken his leave."

The black-robed figure bowed respectfully, said a word, and then prepared to leave.

The figure who had been waiting for a long time nodded faintly, and the black-robed figure flashed angrily in his eyes, and turned around directly, but as soon as he turned around, he was stunned in place.

Looking down slightly, I saw that my chest seemed to be pierced by something in an instant, and a trace of blood was revealed.

The breath of life slowly dissipated, and the black-robed figure looked back at the woman sitting under the moon unwillingly, and finally lost his prestige.

Chen Xiaoming watched quietly from the side, he didn't care about the death of the black-robed figure at all, if Bibi Dong didn't make a move, he would also make a move.

Looking at Pope Bibi Dong, who was still calmly boiling wine, the latter's beautiful face became more and more clean and moving in the faint moonlight, if it weren't for the fact that he had just witnessed the decisive side of the other party, Chen Xiaoming really thought that he was a fairy-like character.

"I don't know why His Royal Highness the Pope brought me here late at night?"

In the middle of the night, in the wilderness, the lonely man and the widow, the third person who just knew the inside story had been silenced, tsk.

Chen Xiaoming looked at Bibi Dong with interest, what did the latter want to do?

"Your Excellency, please be seated."

With a slight wave of his hand, he calmly pushed a glass of wine, and Bibi Dong looked at Chen Xiaoming with a chuckle.

The moment the two looked at each other, Chen Xiaoming was slightly stunned, and the latter's calmness surprised him a little.

However, the confidence of strength still made Chen Xiaoming sit down calmly.

Glancing at the teacup in front of him, Chen Xiaoming just smiled, but he wasn't ready to pick it up.

"Please."

Bibi Dong said softly, picked up a drink by himself, and looked at Chen Xiaoming, who was unmoved, but he didn't care.

Bibi Dong's attitude made Chen Xiaoming slightly stunned, what is the latter going to do?

I won't find that I can't beat myself, and I want to do something that violates the law and discipline and hurts the customs.

If this is the case, he, Chen Xiaoming, would rather die than give in, and he will not move.

After all, he likes to be passive!

cough cough cough lightly twice, dispel the thoughts that are out of tune in your mind, what kind of person is Bibi Dong and how could he do such a thing.

"Bump."

With a slight wave of his hand, a wooden box appeared on the table, Bibi Dong directly opened the wooden box, and there were three crystal clear soul bones inside, Chen Xiaoming's eyes lit up, and one of them was a torso bone.

"Your Excellency, are you trying to buy me?"

Looking at Bibi Dong with a chuckle, the light in his eyes gradually receded, just a torso bone, for him Chen Xiaoming, there was not much temptation, after all, if he was really in a hurry, he would have gone to the Star Dou Great Forest to kill by now.

"Your Excellency can understand it this way, with Your Excellency's strength, the vice president of a district academy is really too condescending, why not work with my Martial Spirit Hall to create a world."

I thought that Pope Bibi Dong had something to talk about, and it was such an old-fashioned statement, Chen Xiaoming was a little disappointed, with you Wuhun Palace?

Don't be funny, Wuhun Hall eats jujube pills, not to mention that he doesn't like to be bound.

His eyes swept over Bibi Dong, although the latter's thoughts were forgotten, but he forgot the most important point, Chen Xiaoming didn't know if the other party was arrogant or stupidly forgot.

"The idea is good, but it's a pity that you forgot the most important point."

"Why would a lion make a deal with an antelope to be slaughtered!"