Bibi Dong's opening almost took the life of the King of Killing.

The more God Killing, the less safe the Killing Capital will be, and his position will be unstable. If these three people leave safely, they will only become more and more passive in the future cooperation with the Wuhun Palace, where will he be the master.

Bibi Dong casually took the wine handed by the maid, and said in a tone that could not be refused: "I understand this, but since this seat is here in person, then it must be done." ”

"Of course, in order to repay the adult beauty of the King of Slaughter, the Martial Spirit Hall can take nothing from the cooperation interests of the two of us. For example, all kinds of supplies and resources can be provided free of charge by the Wuhun Hall in the future. ”

Bibi Dong gently shook the wine glass in his hand, the red swirl slowly formed, and the corners of his mouth carried a trace of inexplicable meaning.

A place like the Killing Capital, which has been dark for a long time, is not suitable for growing food at all. And the people who come here are murderous, and no one will do such a thing.

Without the economic base of agriculture, the chain of commercial transactions in the killing capital would be almost non-existent.

As the number one force in the Douluo Continent, the Martial Spirit Hall took over this errand and provided an umbrella for the transaction of the Killing Capital.

The specific content of the cooperation is that the Killing Capital receives evil soul masters from all over the continent, and then purchases various materials from the Wuhun Palace. And there is no concept of money in the Killing Capital, only Bloody Mary. So the people here are further stimulated, and in order to survive, they must kill more people and exchange Bloody Mary for survival resources.

And the Wuhun Hall has solved the biggest hidden danger of the evil soul master, and the purpose has been achieved.

The old and spicy King of Slaughter instantly understood the deep meaning of Bibi Dong's words, and if he refused, he was afraid that he would cut off the lifeblood of the Killing Capital. For thousands of years, it has allowed the Killing Capital to develop dependence, and rashly refusing will only push itself into a desperate situation.

In fact, the King of Killing is not without a backhand, if he releases all the evil soul masters here in a fit of anger, it will definitely be enough for the Wuhun Hall to drink a pot, but that means that he will never die with the Wuhun Palace.

The most important thing is that Bibi Dong also made concessions of interests, feeling Bai Yifei's breath of nothingness, the King of Killing finally made up his mind.

"Okay, the king can promise not to embarrass those three people, but the pope also has to promise me two things. Otherwise, today's events don't count. ”

"But it doesn't hurt to say it." Bibi Dong made a gesture of please.

The King of Slaughter stretched out two fingers and said, "First, the Killing Capital is full of dangers, if three people die from normal killings, then it is no wonder that this King is in danger. And then there is, you have to promise that in a hundred years, nothing like this will happen again. ”

At the end of the fight, the voice of the King of Slaughter was already angry, and his face was very ugly.

For these two things, Bibi Dong readily agreed, otherwise he might have to jump off the wall in a hurry when he looked at the King of Killing.

Looking at the back of Bai Yifei and the two leaving, the King of Killing clenched his fists, his face was extremely ugly, and he was a big loss of face today.

With a cold snort, his figure disappeared directly in place.

。。。

Walking out of the Killing Castle, the two had no intention of continuing to wander around, and prepared to go home directly. It's full of blood, and there's no place like their Pope's Palace and the Castle of Snowcoats.

At this time, Bibi Dong suddenly asked: "Does the Bloody Cloth Marquis want to seize the Shura God Throne?" ”

"Oh~, how does His Majesty the Pope know?"

Bibi Dong smiled confidently and said, "In the battle just now, the sword used by the King of Slaughter should be the weapon of the Shura God." I see greed in your eyes. ”

Speaking of which, Bibi Dong couldn't help but feel a little more pity for Tang Chen, the former powerhouse had fallen to the point where he was now, his body was taken away, and the divine position he had pursued all his life was also shaky, it was really thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi!

Bai Yifei smiled undeniably, "His Majesty the Pope is really observant. That's right, I do have thoughts about the Shura Divine Throne, but not yet. ”

In the short confrontation just now, the King of Slaughter had obviously sacrificed the Shura Sword, but even if he fell into the upper hand, he still did not use his magic skills. Bai Yifei knew that the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King couldn't fully control this super artifact at all, and when he thought about it, after all, it was only Tang Chen who was recognized by the Shura Sword.

Bai Yifei also wants to do it now, so as not to have too many dreams at night. But seeing Bibi Dong's cautious and tentative appearance, I am afraid that the Rakshasa god is troubled, and he will not really help him inherit the hostile god.

At the end of the day, it's up to you. This matter is not in a hurry.

Hearing this, Bibi Dong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and the jealousy that inexplicably rose in his heart gradually faded, "It's okay, even people like Tang Chen have lost themselves, it's always good to be more prepared." You're Cher's man, and she doesn't want to see you take such an adventure. ”

"After all, I, as a mother, have a worse status in her heart than you." Bibi Dong laughed at himself, and a wry smile spread across his face.

Bai Yifei glanced at the sad Bibi Dong with a pair of eyes, and said, "Knowing what's the use, the key is to do it." ”

After all, the grace of blood is not the grace of nurturing is unforgettable, Qiandaoliu raised Qianrenxue with hard work, how can she have feelings for Bibi Dong, the mother who hates her.

"Your Majesty!" Some shrill voices rang out ahead.

Outside the killing town, Ju Douluo had already parked the carriage here, and when he saw Bai Yifei walking side by side with Bibi Dong, the expression on his face was very rich, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

"Yueguan, the Bloody Clothes Marquis will be his own person in the future, don't make such a fuss," Bibi Dong explained.

Although Ju Douluo didn't know the details, since Bibi Dong had spoken, he had no choice but to press the doubt in his heart and respectfully bow to Bai Yifei.

Before Bibi Dong got into the car, he remembered the scene of killing the castle, and said with a smile: "The Marquis of Bloody Clothes can't see the affection for you from the person named Fire Dance, right?" I have long heard that the beauties under the blood cloth marquis are like clouds, and there are many stunning colors like Shui Bing'er and Bai Agarwood. The Bai family has always been single-lined, and the heirs are thin, so didn't Hou Ye think about seeing a few more people? ”

"It's not like it, it's only appreciation." Bai Yifei shook his head.

"It's so stunning that I can't even look at it, it seems that except for Xue'er, there is no one in the world who can let the bloody clothes marquis get into the eye." Bibi Dong quipped with a smile.

"The Pope doesn't have to be tempted anymore, it's dangerous to peek into my heart. The Marquise of Snow Castle only has a thousand pieces of snow, and it can only be a thousand pieces of snow! Bai Yifei said directly.

Seeing that his mind was recognized, Bibi Dong was embarrassed that he didn't appear. As a mother, she has to do something for her daughter, is this what Bai Yifei said just now.

After getting the answer he wanted, Bibi Dong got into the carriage with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and Bai Yifei also left this dead and silent town not long after.