"Not dead? Very good!"

Just when Yang Pojun was immersed in unspeakable pain, without any warning, a faint voice sounded from the side like a ladle of ice water.

Like a ghost, Bibi Dong came to Yang Pojun silently, with an unperturbed look on her face, and glanced at him condescendingly!

"cough--"

He coughed up a mouthful of blood with a pale face. Looking at Bibi Dong with a cold face, Yang Pojun closed his eyes unwillingly!

Mudd!

Woman, your heart is as thin as the tip of a needle, isn't it just looking at you and touching you?

Want to kill me?

Come on then!

I can’t beat you anyway——

"Hmph! The rumors are nothing more than that!"

Seeing Yang Pojun closing his eyes unwillingly, Bibi Dong's face suddenly darkened, and there was a layer of coldness on her pretty face. She snorted coldly, and then said mockingly!

Bibi Dong's words stunned Yang Pojun!

rumor?

What rumor?

Kill them if you want. What's the point of talking about the ozone layer?

There are also rumors...

Rumor has it that you are a briquette?

Do you still want to humiliate me before killing someone?

I don’t think this is necessary?

Aren't you quite ruthless?

Didn’t you give me a chance to defend myself?

Opening his eyes with difficulty, Yang Pojun turned to Bibi Dong speechlessly!

"cough--"

I wanted to reply sarcastically, but I spit out a mouthful of blood!

Bibi Dong looked at Yang Pojun with an arrogant expression. She didn't say anything for a long time. Her eyes were neither angry nor happy, but they gave Yang Pojun a special kind of pressure, which came directly from the depths of his soul.

"A little soul master actually has two thousand-year soul rings and one ten-thousand-year soul ring. I have to say that Yang Wudi has really taught you a good grandson. Even I have to admit that you are the most beautiful grandson I have ever seen.

There is no such thing as a talented person."

The chill on Bibi Dong's face subsided and she smiled slightly, "I should have killed you, but you are still alive. Do you know why?"

Even though she knew that Bibi Dong was going to kill her, she had to say that Bibi Dong, who already had a peerless appearance, really had the charm of melting ice and snow when she smiled, and could charm a city with a smile, and a country with a smile!

It's just that Yang Pojun can't bear this kind of charm. Now he just hopes that Bibi Dong can give him a good time and save himself from suffering!

As for saying spare yourself?

Yang Pojun didn’t even dare to think about it!

only……

How did she know that she was Yang Wudi's grandson?

It seems that you have not registered in Wuhun Palace, right?

Is there a mole in the Po clan?

Or was it passed down from the Zhu family?

Various mysteries caused Yang Pojun to fall into a temporary confusion, but this time did not last long.

With a "wow" sound, he spurted out another mouthful of blood. He felt as if the blood in his body was burning, and the severe pain made him feel as if he was suffocating.

To him, it didn't matter where Bibi Dong knew it. As a dying person, why did he think so much?

While coughing up blood, he looked at Bibi Dong indifferently. Yang Pojun was really speechless now. It wasn't that he didn't want to say it, but the blood in his mouth kept coughing out uncontrollably!

Suddenly, Bibi Dong's eyes stood up, her smile disappeared instantly, and an indescribable majesty bloomed from her body. The pressure that hit her face made Yang Pojun feel like he wanted to worship her.

Bibi Dong stared into Yang Pojun's eyes, her cold and oppressive gaze seemed to penetrate into his soul, and slowly said word by word: "I can spare your life! As long as you are willing to surrender to me.

, and hand over the method of cultivation!"

"Um?"

Hearing what Bibi Dong said, the expression on Yang Pojun's painful face suddenly became strange.

Don't kill yourself?

She actually said she wouldn't kill herself?

As if Yang Pojun had heard the funniest joke in the world, a smile uglier than crying appeared on his twisted face.

Under the tremendous pressure, Yang Pojun's brain began to work at high speed.

There is no doubt that Bibi Dong's words are not very credible. With her character, how could she let herself go so easily now that she knew that he had blasphemed her?

But, what exactly does she want to do?

Conquer yourself?

Will she tolerate a man who has seen her body living in this world?

joke……

Cultivation method?

It seems that she has reached the realm of Titled Douluo now, right?

So what if you know how you cultivate?

Is it possible that she can abandon her cultivation and practice again?

Obviously unlikely...

So what would be her purpose?

Staring at the silent Yang Pojun, Bibi Dong did not rush her, but just waited quietly. She believed that facing the threat of death, the man in front of her would definitely make a choice that satisfied her.

Looking at the noble-looking Bibi Dong, an idea flashed in his mind, and Yang Pojun instantly figured out what Bibi Dong wanted to do.

That's right, subduing yourself is just an excuse. Finding out how you practice is the key!

What kind of cultivation method is no longer important to her, but what if she can cultivate a group of soul masters like herself?

That……

After everything was figured out, Yang Pojun felt sad for her for no reason when looking at Bibi Dong's confident look!

Hatred has blinded her eyes, and obsession has overwhelmed her reason!

What about the Pope of Wuhun Palace?

What about the heir to the throne?

Is she happy?

Is she happy?

The overwhelming resentment has plunged her soul into endless darkness!

How pitiful is such a person who lives for revenge!

"snort--"

Seeing the inexplicable look in Yang Pojun's eyes, Bibi Dong suddenly felt annoyed: "Have you considered it?"

Have you considered it?

Of course I've thought about it——

I can't beat you, but I'm not stupid. Do you think you are really afraid of me if you control my life and death?

What's more, even if I say so, is it possible that you will really let me go?

Poor woman, if I die, my soul can be freed. What about you?

When will your soul be liberated?

At this time, Yang Pojun's strong willpower was demonstrated.

Faced with the huge pain, he did not hesitate for a moment. With determination to die, he used up his last bit of strength to grab a pebble, slowly raised his hand, and threw it weakly at Bibi Dong!

Is death coming soon?

At this moment, the despair and unwillingness in Yang Pojun's eyes gradually disappeared, and instead became extremely calm.

Since the outcome is already determined, what can we do no matter how desperate we are?
To be continued...