"this……"

When Tang Ji heard Bibi Dong's words, he was slightly startled, raised his head, and looked at Bibi Dong.

Eyes facing each other.

Bibi Dong's heart tightened and she murmured: "These eyes look so familiar, as if I have seen them before somewhere."

"There must be an acquaintance beneath this mask."

"Have I seen these eyes before?"

Tang Ji's heart also tightened. He had seen these eyes before, but in his memory, there were more grievances in them than in the domineering look now.

"His Majesty the Pope, do you want to see my face under the mask?" Tang Ji asked with a smile.

"You don't mind letting me see it, right?" Bibi Dong stared into Tang Ji's eyes.

It was as if he wanted to see Tang Ji's face under the mask through his eyes.

Can……

Apart from the fact that these eyes gave me a sense of familiarity, no matter what I thought, I couldn't remember where I had seen the owner of these eyes.

The owner of these eyes felt so familiar to her, but this person did not exist in her mind.

this person……

It seemed like it had disappeared from my mind.

Tang Ji heard Bibi Dong's words and put his palm on his mask.

As long as he makes a slight movement, he can take off the mask, revealing the handsome face under the mask.

Can……

If there is a mask, I won’t take it off, hey! I just play.

Seeing Tang Ji put his hand on the mask, Bibi Dong also became interested. In her opinion, if Tang Ji acted like this, then it would be time for him to take off the mask.

Revealing the face beneath the mask.

She wanted to see what kind of face it was under the mask, how could it give her such a familiar feeling?

Tang Ji put his hand on the mask, touched the mask and finally put his hand down, looked up at Bibi Dong, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, I like to wear a mask, please forgive me for not taking it off."

Take off the mask?

It is impossible to take off the mask in this life.

Bibi Dong had seen him six years ago, and when he took off his mask, he was completely unmasked!

so.

It is impossible to take off the mask.

"You fool me?"

Bibi Dong frowned slightly and looked at Tang Ji in a deep voice, feeling a strong sense of oppression pressing towards Tang Ji.

Her pants are...all gone, why don't you show her this?

If you don't take off the mask, just say it.

You put your hand on the mask and made a gesture of taking it off, which aroused people's curiosity.

Later.

Put your hands down.

Said it was impossible to pick.

Isn't this just lying?

Are you kidding me?

exactly.

Bibi Dong was angry.

She expected so much.

The final outcome is that she was tricked?

If you are not angry, then it is definitely fake.

…

Bibi Dong's sense of oppression was indeed powerful. If it were a weaker Titled Douluo, he might have knelt on the ground and sang "conquer" at this time.

But when Tang Ji felt so oppressed by Bibi Dong, nothing happened.

Still calm and composed, without any pressure at all: "His Majesty the Pope, this is definitely a misunderstanding. I will never play tricks on you."

"Then when you put your hand on the mask just now, you didn't want to take it off. What was that?" Bibi Dong looked at Tang Ji with an ugly face.

The beautiful butt also left the throne, stood up, and stared at Tang Ji.

If Tang Ji couldn't give her a reasonable explanation, she would be angry.

Tang Ji said: "I feel that my mask is a little loose. This will straighten it out."

"So...are you still kidding me?"

Bibi Dong looked at Tang Ji in a deep voice.

There was a powerful soul power faintly sweeping around her body, and it was obvious that Bibi Dong was preparing to take action.

"Um?"

Tang Ji sensed the fluctuation of soul power around Bibi Dong's body, and frowned slightly under the mask.

"Is Bibi Dong ready to take action?"

"Isn't it just that you don't take off the mask?"

"Woman..."

"mean!"

"His Majesty the Pope, I have something to do, so I will leave first." After saying that, Tang Ji was about to leave.

Thirty-six strategies are the best.

It is impossible to take off the mask.

"Yueguan, ghost!"

Bibi Dong shouted at this time.

call out!

call out!

Yue Guan and Gui Mei appeared at the entrance of the hall, blocking the entrance.

"Elder Nie, I'm sorry."

Ghost said apologetically to Tang Ji.

Gui Mei and Yue Guan knew how powerful Tang Ji was. If possible, they would not want to be enemies with Tang Ji.

But Bibi Dongdu gave the order.

Even if they don't want to, they must do it.

after all.

Their sincere heart is for Pope Bibi Dong.

Looking at Yue Guan and Gui Mei blocking the door, Tang Ji turned around and looked at Bibi Dong, who was above him.

He said: "His Majesty the Pope, what do you mean?"

"I have chosen to side with you, His Majesty the Pope, and you still treat me like this?"

Tang Ji spread his hands.

"Nie Tianxin, you've tricked me, do you think it's possible for you not to take off your mask?"

Bibi Dong looked at Tang Ji with a gloomy face and said, "No one has ever dared to play tricks on me."

"I give you two choices. The first is to take off the mask yourself, and the second is to do it myself."

"You choose one!"

"What if I choose neither of them?"

Tang Ji looked directly at Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong is really domineering.

But he just likes the domineering Bibi Dong.

Because he didn't want to move.
To be continued...