Chapter 19 The Disdained Bibi Dong

"Is the person who proposed this plan mentally ill?"

Under the watchful eyes of most of the higher-ups of Wuhun Palace, the young man said these words so lightly.

The whole place was dead silent!

Everyone present, whether they were elders or priests, opened their mouths in shock, and Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo even took a breath of cold air.

Even Bibi Dong, who was sitting on the Pope's throne, couldn't help but tremble and her beautiful eyes widened.

This boy, this boy!

You actually said in front of Light Ling Douluo that there was something wrong with his mind? ?

Come on, are you kidding me?

Even the old pope was polite when he met this man.

That is the Four Enshrinements of Wuhun Palace, one of the most powerful people in this continent!

The smile on Light Ling Douluo's face gradually stiffened.

For a moment, he suspected that he had heard wrong.

Have you been scolded?

How many years, how many years, has no one dared to scold themselves in front of their faces?

Now, being scolded by a six-year-old child for having a brain problem?

"Boy, boy, you'd better have a reason that satisfies me, otherwise."

Light Ling Douluo suppressed the killing intent in his heart, the ice crystals in his eyes began to tremble and fall, and he stared coldly at the innocent-looking boy.

Just tell your men to attack with all their strength later.

Let this kid spend his next life in bed! !

"My lord, can't you see that? I thought you were a smart man."

The white-haired boy spread his hands helplessly and looked at Guang Ling Douluo with pity in his eyes.

hiss--

Everyone present took a deep breath, and Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo were even more heartbroken, wanting to rush forward and cover Su Chen's mouth.

I said, white-haired boy, this is not part of our plan!

It's not enough for you to lift the tiger's beard once, and now you're standing on his head plucking his hair?

This is not how you seek death! !

"Okay, okay, okay, boy, you are very good. I would like to hear what opinions you have, if you can't tell me."

Light Ling Douluo laughed angrily and said three good words in a row. The handsome young man's face was filled with a cold haze.

Even with his self-cultivation, he couldn't help being looked up to by a child with an expression of pity.

He has decided to let this kid die later!

"I can't speak of opinions, just some ideas."

Su Chen shrugged, and his black eyes swept across the crowd, "I would like to ask you all, if a country has been the leader of all nations since ancient times, and accepts worship and tribute from the surrounding people, it will be powerful in the world."

"So, when a smaller country takes offense, what should this country do?"

Some elders disagreed, "Of course the thunder struck and destroyed it."

But as soon as he said it, he remembered something and quickly shut up.

"Very good, this gentleman is very smart."

But Su Chen wouldn't just let him go.

The white-haired boy looked at him with a smile, "What if that small country kills its king?"

At this point, everyone still doesn't understand that what this country represents is the Wuhun Palace.

And that small country is naturally the Haotian Sect.

"Old, I think it should be destroyed."

The elder who spoke turned pale, and his lips moved and he could not say a word.

Because opposite him, an extremely cold one eye was staring at him.

"Very good, very good. You are indeed worthy of being the elder of Wuhun Palace."

Su Chen nodded with satisfaction and looked at everyone again.

"Look, you know, I know, other small countries also know, and they are all waiting for the country to use thunder to destroy all unstable factors that dare to offend, not to mention such a life-and-death hatred."

"In this case, instead of taking action quickly, the country tried to win over allies from other small countries. What does this mean?"

The boy's voice was very soft, but it hit everyone's heart like a heavy hammer.

What does it mean?

It means that you are no longer able to become this overlord!

It will become a target for other countries to bite.

"Perhaps bowing down can save many soul masters from the risk of death, but it will also bury endless troubles in the future. There will be countless challengers to resist the overlord's authority!"

The young man's voice was clear and clear, but it was like spring thunder on his tongue. It made everyone sweat profusely and breathless, but they suddenly understood.

Seeing that no one said anything, the young man looked at the livid-faced Light Ling Douluo and blinked, "Sir, you haven't told me yet who is the person who proposed this stupid plan."

"My six-year-old child can see things, but he can't see it, and it's a shame!"

"So, I suggest that the person who said this sentence be expelled from Wuhun Palace, otherwise Wuhun Palace will be dragged into the abyss by a stupid decision one day in the future."

"You think so?"

Damn it!

Ju Douluo and Gui almost fainted from fear.

Are you brave enough to scold me in front of your face? What does this mean?

Killing someone but also killing your heart?

Are you really not afraid that he will kill you with one slap? !

I really don’t have time to save this! ! !

On the papal throne, Bibi Dong leaned forward, clenching her pink fists excitedly, her beautiful eyes shining unblinkingly at the white-haired boy in the crowd.

Su Chen's words could be said to have spoken to her heart.

And looking at Guang Ling's livid face, the pope felt as happy and refreshed as if he drank an ice drink in summer. His long and beautiful legs were crossed, and an intoxicating smile appeared on his beautiful face.

She just felt extremely happy.

No matter what, she was determined to have this child, and she had to keep him.

Even if she had to go to Qian Daoliu and make a scene, she would not hesitate!

Guangling Douluo's chest rose and fell violently, his facial muscles twitched, his expression was ferocious, and he had lost his previous handsome appearance.

Ju Douluo was right, Guangling really wanted to kill this kid.

But this was impossible.

Not to mention that more than four auras had locked onto him from the beginning.

Guangling had a hunch that as long as he made a slight move, even if he released a little aura of oppression, someone would stop him.

Moreover, if he really killed the future genius of the Spirit Hall in public, or because he was angry, the Spirit Hall would not tolerate him at all.

"Huh"

Guangling Douluo, who had calmed down a little, restrained his killing intent and felt extremely aggrieved.

Being scolded was fine, but the key was that he had no way to refute it.

No matter how much he resisted in his heart, he understood that his way would indeed bring disaster to the Spirit Hall.

But being taught by a six-year-old child, even if this kid is a genius, is a disgrace to him.

He seemed to be able to see the trembling figures around him.

Are they laughing at him?

This damn bastard!

"Humph, kid, don't forget the business, I hope your strength can be as sharp as your tongue!"

Guang Ling looked coldly at the black-eyed white-haired boy, and a cruel smile flashed across his mouth.

"I hope you can still be as proud as you are now."

It is not convenient for him to take action, but it does not mean that others cannot.

Everyone was shocked when they heard this.

Yes, no matter how good his eloquence is, strength is the first priority.

The highlight is to see if he is as evil as described by Ju Douluo and Gui Douluo.

"Then everyone, please move to the square. You can tell whether you are a dragon or a snake at a glance."

A clear and cold voice came from above. His Holiness the Pope slowly stood up, and his graceful figure was perfectly displayed under the Pope's robe. He gently held the scepter in his jade hand, and walked over with a swaying figure.

Everyone bowed their heads and made way for him wherever he went.

When she passed by Su Chen, she slowly stopped, leaned over, and a beautiful smile appeared on her pretty face.

"Little guy, after this test, come to see me alone, and I can meet one of your requests."

"If you win, there will be a reward."

The refreshing fragrance came to his face, and the boy could feel the sweet breath between the red lips and pearly teeth blowing on his face.

Su Chen frowned slightly, took a step back, and distanced himself from Bibi Dong, and bowed slightly, "Thank you, Your Holiness the Pope, I won't let you down."

Just talk, why is this woman so close?

Bibi Dong's breathing stagnated.

Obviously, the boy's reaction was completely beyond her expectations.

I am being despised?

His Holiness the Pope was somewhat stunned.

Which of the young men and women in the Spirit Hall would not flock to me when they see me? Putting aside my status and strength, just in terms of appearance, no one in this world can ignore me.

Bibi Dong has this confidence.

But the boy's half-step back and frown were not artificial, but he was unwilling to get close from the bottom of his heart.

"This is really... the first time."

His Holiness the Pope's mouth curled up slightly, and he became more interested in Su Chen.