The Emperor of Heavens

So you know the whole story. In fact, there are only a few bad guys. One is the leader of Haotian Sect who is for the benefit of the sect. The other is Pope Qianxunji. As the saying goes, there must be something hateful about pitiful people, and there must be something miserable about hateful people. There are some unknown things behind everyone.

So now I hope that after you two leave, you won't reveal the matter to anyone. This is also for everyone's sake, because there are still some people or soul beasts behind you that you care about! You don't want me to go find you in person, do you?

Threat, Tang Hao was actually threatened by someone. But there was nothing he could do because the person threatening him was Zhou Long.

But now that you've let us go, won't Bibi Dong hold you accountable? Although he's a Titled Douluo, he's still a Holy Son.

Pope? What Pope? He won't be one in a few days. Zhou Long said jokingly, as if he had won the game.

Okay then, let’s go. Tang Hao stood up, wrapped Xiao Wu with his soul power and prepared to leave.

Tang Hao, Zhou Long called out to Tang Hao.

What happened? Tang Hao was puzzled. What happened now?

Although it may not work, you will have to go to the Haotian Sect after visiting the Spirit Hall in a year. Although I don't have any opinion about your wife, I don't want a good soul beast like the Blue Silver Emperor to be called a witch. After all, she has given everything for you and the child. I'm afraid you can use your strength to shut up the people of the Haotian Sect.

A red light flashed in Tang Hao's eyes, and the cold aura like a killing god made people shiver. Of course, the only one who shivered was Xiao Wu.

Got it, thank you Long. Then Tang Hao left without Zhou Long's guidance.

Tang Hao left. The worshiper already knew that Tang Hao had left because Tang Hao had just flown over. And in the worship hall, did you find anyone? Golden Crocodile Douluo asked in a deep voice.

Found it, but it was watched by two Title Douluo, the masked man said.

All right, I understand, please leave now. Golden Crocodile sent the masked man away and looked at the great worshiper Qian Daoliu who was resting with his eyes closed in the main seat.

Big brother Xiaolong wants the position of Pope, shouldn't we do something? Jin Yu still couldn't understand why Zhou Long did this, so he could only ask Qian Daoliu.

No, Xiaolong has his own plans, we can only watch. When talking about Zhou Long, pride could not be stopped in his eyes.

After Zhou Long sent Tang Hao away, he was going to return to his own yard and then back to the different space. However, he was afraid that his pupil power needed to recover a little, so he walked in another direction. There happened to be a room where Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong were locked up.

Ning Rongrong paced back and forth in the room. Although she could survive, Tang San and Oscar might not, so she was very anxious. This was the first time she felt that her status was not that high. Zhu Zhuqing sat there blankly. She still couldn't accept that the lively and cheerful Xiao Wu was killed by Zhou Long. She always thought that although Zhou Long was strong, he was not a bad person.

Zhou Long slowly opened the door. When the door opened, everyone looked over here except the unconscious Liu Erlong.

After seeing that it was Zhou Long, the reactions of several people varied, ranging from disappointment, anger to fear.

Zhou Long was not here to take care of their emotions but to enjoy himself. He walked into the room, sat on a reclining chair, and pointed at Zhu Zhuqing and said, "Wash my feet for me." She pointed at where he was, shaking with anger but not daring to do anything. Ning Rongrong, massage my back.

Although Zhou Long closed his eyes, he was sure that Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong's expressions were very interesting.

You are dreaming, Ning Rongrong couldn't help but burst out. She was sure that Zhou Long would not do anything to her.

Zhou Long opened his slightly heavy eyelids and looked at Ning Rongrong. Although I won't kill you, I can let you lose something, such as chastity. Zhou Long didn't have time to argue with Ning Rongrong. If she didn't obey, he could only hold her and sleep for one night.

You... Ning Rongrong was angry and scared, and then she saw Zhu Zhuqing tactfully go to get some water. She could only obediently massage the back of the man who killed her sisters.

Zhou Long looked at the slightly thick black line in front of him and was able to determine how big the two things were. Now he felt the pressure of the small fingers on his back, although he was not skilled enough, which made him feel a lot more relaxed.

After washing her feet, Zhu Zhuqing returned to her seat and wanted to ask something but didn't dare to.

Ning Rongrong was a little tired after kneading for nearly an hour and a half, and her hands moved a lot slower.

She's tired, come over! Zhou Long's words pulled Zhu Zhuqing out of her contemplation.

Zhu Zhuqing kneaded like this for two hours. When everyone else slowly fell asleep, Zhou Long's pupil power recovered a little, so he stood up.

Then he walked towards Zhu Zhuqing and whispered in her ear that Xiao Wu was still alive and was taken away by Tang Hao.

The not-so-small glasses now widened even more, and he stared at Zhou Long in a daze. After seeing Zhou Long's forbearing expression, he knew that what Zhou Long said was right.

Then Zhou Long left. Zhu Zhuqing didn't know what she was thinking as she looked at the direction Zhou Long left. He could do what he liked and take his current self away by force, but he didn't. Zhu Zhuqing couldn't see Zhou Long clearly anymore. Maybe he was very similar to herself.

Zhou Long returned to his dean, opened the different space and walked in. In the end, Zhou Long only knew that he fell on the bed and remembered nothing.

A few days later, Bibi Dong smiled when she saw the number of soul masters who joined the Spirit Hall. A small number of people only knew how Zhou Long brutally killed Xiao Wu, but a large number of people knew that the Spirit Hall had a 99-level Titled Douluo Saint Son, and also sent soul bones to the team that was not participating in the finals at that time, and suppressed the "youngest" Titled Douluo Tang Hao, which made them yearn for the Spirit Hall even more. Maybe the Spirit Hall has some useful methods for cultivation. So many people joined the Spirit Hall in the past few days. Even if these people were not Titled Douluo or even high-level soul masters, Bibi Dong didn't care so much. There were already many Titled Douluos in the Spirit Hall. Even in the past few days, people from Xingluo, Qibao Liuli Sect, and Blue Dot Tyrannosaurus Sect took their people away, but left behind a lot of gold soul coins. Nearly half a billion gold soul coins slipped into the Pope's pocket, which made her very happy, but she didn't relax her vigilance. She was always on guard against Zhou Long, even though Zhou Long brought her great benefits.

The prince and princess of Xingluo were more expensive, 10 million gold soul coins each. The others were 5 million gold soul coins each, so Ning Fengzhi paid to take Fulande, Ning Rongrong, and Oscar away. If Ning Rongrong hadn't begged him, he wouldn't have been Ma Hongjun's at all. Then the two people from the Blue Dot Tyrannosaurus Rex Sect were also 5 million gold soul coins each. As compensation for the loss of the Spirit Hall this time.

I don't know what Davis and Ning Fengzhi looked like when they saw this letter, but it was not a good look. Zhou Long, who had never spent much money at that time, didn't know how much use 100 million gold soul coins could have, so he spent all the money on the four sects and redeeming people. Qian Daoliu was shocked to see that nearly 100 million gold soul coins had been spent. Qian Daoliu was heartbroken at that time. He had spent all my small treasury.