Chapter 235 Beware of Bibi Dong

Ye Qiu did not dwell on Tang Hao's matter, and resisted the temptation to continue what he had said before.

Tang Yuehua shook his head apologetically.

"Sorry, I don't know much about them either."

Ye Qiu naturally knew what she was talking about, that was the group of evil soul masters.

"Is that so?" Ye Qiu was not too disappointed. He had already been prepared.

"But about Sister Dong, although I can't say much, I can give you a heads up!" Suddenly, Tang Yuehua reached towards Ye Qiu's ear, blowing the hot wind gently, with a mysterious smile on his face.

"?" Ye Qiu looked at her strangely.

"When facing the Pope of Wuhun Palace, don't take it lightly~" Helplessness flashed in Tang Yuehua's eyes, and a little schadenfreude flashed in his eyes, and he slowly sat up straight.

"Isn't the Pope of Wuhun Palace Bibi Dong?" Ye Qiu's face was even more strange. Why did she call Bibi Dong so close at one moment and so distant at the next.

"That's right!" Tang Yuehua said lightly.

She would not be disobedient to what Bibi Dong told her.

"So?" Ye Qiu felt weird. Why did she tell herself to be careful about Bibi Dong? Logically speaking, my relationship with her should be good!

While thinking, the pressure on his arm suddenly changed, and Tang Yuehua stood up again.

Ignoring Ye Qiu's doubts, he slowly walked to the harp in the center of the room and sat down slowly.

Look at Ye Qiu seriously.

"That's it for the reminder! Let me play you a piece of music, okay?"

"Okay!" Ye Qiu suppressed the doubts in his heart and nodded lightly.

After receiving Ye Qiu's response, Tang Yuehua had a smile on his face, and his feet seemed to have stepped on something.

Suddenly, soft golden light fell from the roof.

At this moment, Tang Yuehua was smiling like a flower under the light, just like a young girl with the beginning of sympathy, which made Ye Qiu feel a little dazed.

The dexterous fingers continue to glide gently on the strings, and every note is like a line of love-filled poetry, flowing out a beautiful and moving melody.

The fingertips are beating, and the elegant gesture seems to be writing an invisible poem. The musical poem floats in the air, making people's hearts flutter.

Ye Qiu was a little amazed at her superb skills. Even though he didn't understand the music, he could still hear the various emotions contained in it.

The melodious sound of the piano is first as warm as a girl's, mixed with a little low and dull in the middle, then full of love, and then gradually becomes smooth and peaceful!

An elegant, peaceful and gentle aura suddenly enveloped Ye Qiu. His mind was empty, but his eyelids slowly became heavy.

The gentle and peaceful sound of the piano suddenly stopped.

Tang Yuehua looked softly at Ye Qiu, who was already lying on the table and sleeping.

He stood up and came to Ye Qiu's side, slowly stretching out his hands towards him.

Tang Yuehua actually held Ye Qiu in her arms like a princess and gently placed him on the bed.

He looked actually relaxed.

If those students saw it, the impact of this scene would be like Sister Lin pulling up a weeping willow!

Putting Ye Qiu on his bed and covering him with the quilt gently, looking at him sleeping soundly, he could no longer suppress the impulse in his heart.

He slowly leaned down, captured Ye Qiu's lips, and slowly applied a layer of seductive crystal to them.

"I didn't expect you to be such a Yuehua, like a slut!"

Suddenly, a black shadow flew past the window, and a laugh sounded.

Tang Yuehua opened and closed her red lips calmly, cleaned up the traces left by herself, and turned her head to look.

I saw a black figure, sitting where Ye Qiu had been sitting before, stretching.

"By the way, Yuehua, your cultivation level is getting higher and higher, which makes me sleepy."

The visitor has purple shoulder-length short hair, deep and lively big eyes, a delicate and beautiful face, and is wearing a black leather jacket. He is tall, sexy and sultry, and his plumpness is no less than that of Zhu Zhuqing.

This person is one of the rare female titled Douluo in the soul master world, Lingyuan Douluo, the martial spirit Fierce Fire Lingyuan, with two yellow, two purple and five black soul rings, a ninety-fourth level attack type titled Douluo!

"Sister Lingyuan, what kind of idiot is this?" Tang Yuehua looked at the woman in front of her, then turned to look at Ye Qiu, her fingertips gently touched the corner of his mouth, wiping away the missing crystal.

At the same time, her expression was extremely gentle, her face was flushed, and her voice was firm.

"I have already become his personal property"

Glancing at Ye Qiu on the bed, Lingyuan Douluo couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"I didn't expect you were waiting for such a little man. He's quite good-looking!"

"But...that's not the reason why he drank the tea I drank, right?"

"Sister Lingyuan, have you drunk it?" Tang Yuehua was stunned for a moment, with a wry smile and apology on his face.

"This is my fault, I didn't pay attention!"

"It's okay, can I just drink it back?" Lingyuan Douluo gently pinched the cup in front of him.

In Tang Yuehua's surprised eyes, he took a sip.

He held his chin up, looked at Tang Yuehua teasingly, and then commented:

"Well, it tastes pretty good. No wonder you are addicted to it."

"I wonder if you would mind having one more of me?"

Lingyuan Douluo looked at Ye Qiu lying on the bed with curiosity in his eyes.

"Okay! I have no objection!" Tang Yuehua rolled his eyes at her and sat down in his seat again.

"Haha. Then I have to write a good application! I have protected you for so many years, and I have worked hard without any credit. Dong'er should not be cruel enough to let me die alone!"

Lingyuan Douluo seemed to be really tempted, holding his chin in both hands, with a look of yearning flashing in his eyes.

"Why bother? Sister Lingyuan just needs to make Ye Qiu fall in love!" Tang Yuehua didn't change her cup, but added some tea to her cup.

"Okay, no more joking! I'm not tempted by a child, although he makes me very interested."

Lingyuan Douluo flipped up his short, sleek hair and put away his frivolous look.

He asked Tang Yuehua: "By the way, why did you come to me this time?"

"Well, Sister Er Long seems to be being targeted by those evil soul masters. I need you to protect her secretly!" Tang Yuehua nodded lightly, with worry in his eyes.

"No problem! After all, protecting you is my top priority!"

"I just happened to be running away from that crazy woman."

Lingyuan Douluo nodded without hesitation, and there was joy on his face, as if he was a little lucky.

Hearing Lingyuan Douluo mention that crazy woman, Tang Yuehua also asked:

"Is she okay?"

"Yuehua, why do you care about her? As the Pope of Wuhun Palace, is it possible that she will suffer any injustice?"

Lingyuan Douluo looked a little surprised and asked in confusion.

I wish you all a happy life!