"His Majesty the Pope!"

Bibidong's sudden arrival was so scared that Yan hurriedly put away the Fire Lord's martial soul, then knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

"Please also give the emperor down. I just found that this person sneaked into your bedroom. I was afraid that he would have any intentions and asked His Majesty to punish him if he had any transgression."

Yan's head was against the ground, and his arched body became more and more stolen. He knew that entering the Pope's East Palace was a death sentence, so he didn't dare to argue at the moment, so he had to kneel there and wait for the Pope's orders.

"You have no regrets!"

The black light appeared in the scepter in his hand, and the cold eyes in Bibidong's eyes almost turned into a substantial light. Yan just took a secret glance and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

"Popular, I didn't mean it. I was just worried that someone would not do you, so I took action..."

Yan kowtowed desperately, and the panic in his heart had spread. He regretted why he had to take action in the East Hall. Perhaps the ending of killing Ye Chen in another place would change.

But now, is it too late?

Feeling a tremendous soul power surged and gathered not far away, and just revealing a slight breath made Yan's heart tremble and his whole body was cold.

The signs of death were gradually spreading in my heart. Yan felt like he was about to die in the next second, and he crawled on the ground without any reckless movement.

At this moment, Bibidong had already summoned the Martial Soul Death Spider Emperor. Half of his body's skin was covered with a layer of purple-black armor, his face was covered by a shell, and there were four small eyes growing out of them under his eyes, like a huge poisonous spider, thin and elegant.

She wanted to use all her strength to kill the murderer who hurt the person she liked, slowly raised her hands, and a huge soul power was condensed in her palm, forming a huge ball of soul power, directly occupying most of the space in the East Palace.

"die!"

After a cold statement in his heart, Bibidong activated the soul power light ball in his hand and wanted to throw it forward with all his strength.

But at this moment, a huge sound like a bell suddenly rushed from a distance. Then, a strong figure rushed out of the place swallowed by the flames, standing straight in the center of the hall.

Looking at the person in front of her, the soul-powered light ball in Bibidong's palm suddenly disappeared like a deflated balloon, and the state of possession of the martial soul was automatically lifted. Her eyes couldn't help but burst into tears, and she murmured: "You are not dead!"

As she said that, Bibidong's figure shook slightly, and came directly to Ye Chen and hugged him, burying his head into his towering chest. At this moment, she seemed to have abandoned all distracting thoughts and just wanted to firmly protect the man in her arms.

That deep sense of loss and gain continued to impact her nerves, making Bibidong feel an unprecedented sense of happiness.

However, compared to her, Ye Chen struggled in his arms at this moment and said, "Master, if you don't let go, I will really die."

He couldn't breathe any air, and Ye Chen was in a state of extreme hypoxia. Although he enjoyed the softness and stretch, he would die if he sucked too much of this thing.

"ah!"

As if she realized something, Bibi Dong quickly let go of his jade arm, and a shy look appeared on his face, but the Hongxia who had just gotten up was forced to be suppressed by her.

"Master, you're blushing."

The perfect face was stained with a faint blush, and Ye Chen was stunned when he saw the graceful scene of the exiled immortal descending to earth. Soon, he became bolder.

I saw him hugging Bibidong's slim waist without any trace. With a slight force, the other party leaned into his arms uncontrollably. Then Ye Chen kissed the tempting red lips like peaches.

"Uh-huh"

Bibi Dong struggled a little in Ye Chen's arms, but was soon trapped in Ye Chen's unfamiliar kissing skills. His perfect body became weak and boneless as if melted, showing his tenderness.

"His Majesty the Pope, you...?"

After a long time, an inappropriate voice came from behind, interrupting the intimacy between the two.

Ye Chen looked back and saw Yan, who had already raised his head, looking at him and Bibidong in shock. His wide mouth seemed to swallow a giant elephant.

"I forgot you." Ye Chen chuckled, and his pupils suddenly turned golden and said: "The fourth soul skill: illusory fox eye!"

The pupils emitting golden light suddenly stood up, from the original circle to the vertical oval, and a golden light burst out from his eyes and shot directly into Yan's mind.

Immediately, Yan's pupils instantly covered with a layer of golden light. He knelt on the ground without saying a word, completely sinking into the illusion built by Ye Chen for him and could not extricate himself.

"Let's go ahead and master!"

Licking his wet lips, Ye Chen looked forward and wanted to continue to taste the sweetness of peaches.

But Bibidong pushed him away and said coldly: "Rareless!" The originally gentle eyes changed back to the initial indifference and ruthlessness, and the cold eyes hit the body with a very cold look.

"This is the Spirit Hall. I am the Pope. You must pay attention to your identity. Now, take that kid out together."

Upon hearing this, Ye Chen was about to say something, but Bibidong waved his hand to outside the Pope's Hall.

"Boom!"

The huge hall door was closed tightly, just like Bibidong's self-enclosed heart, and no one was allowed to enter.

"Martial Spirit Hall, Pope." Ye Chen took a deep breath, and said with a firm look in his eyes: "One day, I will let these bondage no longer become obstacles between us. Even if I encounter any difficulties, I will always be by your side."

Ye Chen could feel that Bibi Dong had feelings for him. Although the other party had been suppressing him, Ye Chen would not give up. He could protect this poor woman.

"Master, are you the Master?"

A call came from beside him. Ye Chen turned his head and looked at him, and saw Yan kneeling on the ground with a obedient look on his face, calling him as his master.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and Ye Chen waved his hand and said, "Go back to your dormitory to practice. You should follow your normal routine before you receive the instructions."

"As for orders, master."

Yan bowed and said, stood up and walked towards the Wuhun Palace Academy.

The fourth soul skill, "Illusion Fox Eye", can not only create illusion to confuse opponents, but also plant a seed of illusion in the mind of the middle-aged skilled person. As long as Ye Chen thinks, his image can exist in Yan's memory as any identity. If you want to completely erase it, you must have mental power several times stronger than him to do so.

However, after absorbing the soul ring of the Qingkong Dragon Fox, Ye Chen's mental power is no longer comparable to that of ordinary people. In addition, his soul power is constantly nourishing, so his mental power will only become stronger and stronger.

The reason why he didn't kill Yan was just that he felt that this person would be of some use in the future. In addition, he attacked Ye Chen before, not only failed to succeed, but also helped him.
Chapter completed!