Chapter 43 Bibi Dong Collapses! My Xiao Gang! Overwhelming Killing Intent!
"Click".
Bibi Dong's slender, long fingers, which were holding the letter, trembled slightly, and her knuckles turned white from the force.
Her breathing became somewhat rapid.
Upon seeing this news, she was filled with shock.
The time I spent in love with Yu Xiaogang uncontrollably surfaced in my mind.
Those sweet, painful, and unforgettable scenes flashed by one by one.
Even though time has passed and the two have long since become strangers.
But the love buried deep in her heart was never truly let go.
A sharp pang of heartache pierced her heart.
Bibi Dong subconsciously raised her hand and gently touched her chest, trying to calm her surging emotions.
However, after the initial heartache, an even more intense anger surged into Bibi Dong's heart.
Who is it?
Who dares to touch her people?!
"Right now, who is closest to Heaven Dou City?"
Bibi Dong's voice has changed.
It was no longer the usual dignified and noble demeanor, but rather carried a hint of cold killing intent.
Your Highness, a cardinal in charge of intelligence, sensing the terrifying aura emanating from His Holiness the Pope, immediately knelt on one knee and bowed his head in response.
"Your Majesty, Elder Yue Guan, the Chrysanthemum Douluo, and Elder Gui Mei, the Ghost Douluo, are currently on a mission near Heaven Dou City."
"Pass on my orders."
Bibi Dong's slender, white fingers suddenly clenched the letter, crumpling the thin paper into a ball.
"Send Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo immediately to rescue Yu Xiaogang!"
"yes!"
The cardinal, upon receiving the order, dared not delay and immediately rose to leave.
"This reckless bastard actually dared to hurt Xiaogang."
"And made him...lose face completely!"
Bibi Dong's face was filled with anger that she could no longer suppress.
That stunningly beautiful face, due to extreme anger, even became somewhat ferocious.
"Get ready."
She gave her second command to the empty hall.
"I, the Emperor, will personally go to the Heavenly Dou Empire."
"I'd like to see which blind fool dares to run wild on my turf!"
"How dare you make Xiaogang suffer such pain... I will make him pay a hundredfold, a thousandfold!"
...
On the other side, in the courtyard.
The atmosphere, however, was peaceful and harmonious.
Qian Renxue was standing in front of Qian Daobai, vividly recounting the tragic situation Yu Xiaogang had suffered on the city wall.
"Master, as you instructed, I sent soldiers to spread the word about Yu Xiaogang's 'glorious deeds' outside the city."
"Sure enough, many people felt utterly disgusted by his act of betraying his friends for personal gain."
"Some people even buy rotten eggs and rotten vegetable leaves and throw them at him."
As Qian Renxue said this, a gloating smile appeared on her lips.
"He was hung up there, not daring to say a word. He was no longer the arrogant and domineering man he used to be."
"Um."
Qian Daobai picked up the teacup on the stone table, took a small sip, and reacted with utter indifference.
It was as if they were discussing something as trivial as the weather today.
He put down his teacup and looked up at Qian Renxue.
"Come, let me see the results of your recent cultivation."
"Yes, Master."
Upon hearing Qian Daobai's words, Qian Renxue immediately stopped smiling, put down the fallen leaf she was playing with, and walked to the open space in the center of the courtyard.
She stood still and took a deep breath.
The next second, she moved.
The longsword in his hand emitted a soft clang.
She swung her sword, and a solid sword aura shot out, slashing sharply at the empty ground in front of her.
"boom!"
Wherever the sword energy passed, it stirred up a strong airflow, causing the fallen leaves in the courtyard to scatter and dance in the air.
As the dust settled, a deep, bottomless mark was left on the hard bluestone ground, a shocking sight.
Qian Daobai stared at the sword mark, his eyes calm and unwavering.
He could tell that Qian Renxue had already mastered the basic technique of condensing soul power into sword energy and releasing it.
His calm gaze was fixed on Qian Renxue's exquisite face, which was slightly flushed from practicing her internal energy.
"Attack me."
He spoke, his tone calm yet undeniably authoritative.
Qian Renxue's hand holding the sword trembled almost imperceptibly.
She was startled, not expecting her master to make such a request.
But then she took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.
This is a rare opportunity.
She wanted to show her best abilities and demonstrate her progress to her master.
Qian Renxue's eyes sharpened.
She tiptoed, her body moving like an arrow released from a bow, lightly touching the ground.
The long sword in his hand transformed into a streak of light, as fast as lightning, piercing straight into Qian Daobai's chest.
However, the sword tip had not yet come within three feet of Qian Daobai's body.
An invisible barrier suddenly appeared, completely neutralizing her fierce attacks.
A tremendous force of recoil came, and Qian Renxue felt a numbness in her hand, and her whole body was sent flying backward uncontrollably.
She nimbly twirled in the air, and when she landed, she pushed off the ground with both feet, her body ploughing the earth as she stumbled back seven or eight steps.
Finally, she plunged the longsword in her hand into the ground and twisted her wrist to barely steady herself and avoid falling down in a sorry state.
"Master, your strength is still so great."
Qian Renxue raised her head and looked at the man who was still standing in the same place, without even moving the hem of his clothes, and sincerely praised him.
"Your attack is too direct."
Qian Daobai spoke slowly.
"You need to learn how to use techniques."
For example, like this.
Before he finished speaking, Qian Daobai's figure vanished from the spot in an instant.
Qian Renxue felt a chill run down her spine and instinctively turned to the side, trying to dodge.
But as soon as she moved, she felt a tightness in her wrist.
Before she knew it, Qian Daobai had appeared behind her, easily grabbing her wrist as she held the sword.
His other hand covered the back of her hand, and also grasped the longsword in her hand.
"Master, you..."
Qian Renxue paused for a moment, her body instantly stiffening.
"Follow my movements."
Qian Daobai's voice rang in her ears.
His warm breath gently brushed against Qian Renxue's earlobe and cheek, bringing a tingling, itchy sensation.
Qian Renxue couldn't help but tilt her head, wanting to get closer to this overly intimate contact.
"Calm your mind."
Qian Daobai's deep voice rang out again, carrying a hint of reminder.
"yes..."
Qian Renxue quickly composed herself and forced herself to follow her master's instructions.
She could almost feel the warmth emanating from the other person's chest, and could even clearly hear her own slightly erratic heartbeat.
The calloused fingertips touched the back of her hand intentionally or unintentionally, bringing a series of unfamiliar and strange sensations.
Qian Renxue's heart began to beat faster and faster uncontrollably.
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