Chapter 166 I am your beloved Xiaogang

Chapter 166 I am your beloved Xiaogang

Hu Liena felt confident after listening to the teacher's words.

When Yu Xiaogang saw Hu Liena coming out, she immediately straightened her clothes, raised her head and straightened her chest, and said calmly: "How is it? I told you that the Pope and I are old friends. When she heard that I came to see her, she didn't know why she would be so happy. Looks like."

Looking at Hu Liena: "You are the Pope's disciple, right? Why don't you lead me the way?"

Hu Liena glanced at Yu Xiaogang with a strange look in her eyes. How could this be so good?

She said coldly: "The teacher told you to get out and go find your Erlongmei. She doesn't want to see you."

"what?"

Yu Xiaogang's expression froze, and then he said nonchalantly, "She is jealous of me and Erlong right now."

Then I felt happy. What does being jealous mean? It shows that you care about yourself. If you don’t love yourself, how can you be jealous?

He said to Hu Liena again: "Your teacher didn't mean what she said. She told me to get out of here, but she really wants to see me. She is just jealous. If you report it again, just say that I forgive her. Erlong and I have not known each other for many years." See, I still have her in my heart, and I am willing to get back together with her, and I don’t mind the harm she caused me back then.”

"Presumptuous, what are you talking about?"

The faces of the three young people changed. Hu Liena heard Yu Xiaogang say that the teacher was jealous, and she wanted to laugh in her heart. The teacher was indeed jealous, but it was definitely not because of this person.

She said coldly: "Yan, why don't you throw him out? He is talking nonsense outside the Pope's Palace. He is simply desperate."

"okay."

Yan Yan smiled and picked up Yu Xiaogang and walked directly outside.

Yu Xiaogang was anxious and shouted: "Let me go, you dare to do this to me, do you know who I am? I want to see Bibi Dong, Bibi Dong, please come out, I am your beloved Xiaogang, You forgot that year...ah!"

Seeing that he was getting more and more arrogant as he spoke, Yan dislocated his jaw, and the world suddenly became pure.

Walking to the door of the main hall, he kicked Yu Xiaogang's left leg in half and sneered: "You dare to come to our Wuhun Hall to be reckless. I only broke one of your legs. I have already given you an advantage. If I do it again next time, I will break your waist."

After saying that, he turned around and said to Wang Bin: "Throw this person out of Wuhun City. Our Wuhun City does not welcome such a so-called immortal guy."

"Don't worry, sir. I'll make sure this guy can get out and not get in."

With that said, he walked up to Yu Xiaogang with a sneer on his face and said with a sneer: "Isn't this Elder Yu? Why is he lying on the ground like a dog? Didn't you say you wanted to punish me? I'm waiting."

As he spoke, he kicked Yu Xiaogang's other leg off with a bang. Feeling refreshed in his heart, he summoned his two subordinates and ordered: "This man is cheating and disrespecting the Pope. Now that his legs have been broken, you guys Throw him out of Wuhun City."

"As ordered!"

Two wolf-like subordinates, each with one leg, dragged Yu Xiaogang away. A moment later, Yu Xiaogang let out a burst of screams, and wiped his face on the ground, leaving a bloody mark.

In the Pope's Palace, Bibi Dong kept her mental power open and watched with cold eyes. When she heard Yu Xiaogang's nonsense, she frowned and almost couldn't help but go out and give him a few mouthfuls, but thinking about it, she dirty her hands again. Then Yan told Yu Xiaogang to shut up.

When she saw Yu Xiaogang being dragged away, she sneered and stopped paying attention. She thought that it would be good if you really went to Tiandou City to find Liu Erlong. That woman was so haunted that she always opposed her.

……

Heaven Dou City.

Wang Shenmeng, who had been idle for a while, was ready to do something else.

"Salas, send an invitation to Ning Fengzhi and say that I invite him to meet at Yuexuan."

"Yes!"

Salas responded respectfully, secretly guessing that His Highness the Son had something to tell Ning Fengzhi?

<divclass="contentadv"> "Uncle Guang, I'm going out for a while. You should take good care of the academy."

"understood!"

Light Ling Douluo said nonchalantly that the benefits of taking the fairy grass were gradually showing. He felt that he was about to break through the bottleneck at level 98. He was in a good mood and concentrated on meditating on breakthroughs every day.

He didn't believe that under the nose of a peak titled Douluo who was about to reach the ninety-eighth level, someone would dare to cause trouble. If there was such a reckless person, he wouldn't mind giving him a ride.

When Wang Shenmeng came to Yuexuan, a few pretty grown-up ladies at the door happily won him in.

He has been a frequent visitor to Yuexuan during this period and often comes to listen to music. Tang Yuehua is very accomplished in music, especially playing the flute, and his skills are becoming more and more proficient, which makes him linger and unable to stop.

From time to time, everyone in Yuexuan knew that the Master of Xuan and His Highness Shengzi were good friends. The two often talked about music knowledge together for several hours, and then His Highness Shengzi left with a satisfied look on his face.

Squeak!

The door was pushed open directly. You didn't need to look at Tang Yuehua to know who was coming. Except for him, no one came in and out of his boudoir at will.

"Why are you here again? I just came here last night, and I haven't been away for half a day. I really can't bear it!"

Tang Yuehua was lying on the bed to rest. He worked hard for half the night last night, and his tone was a little scared and a little ashamed.

She felt that she had fallen. At first, she was forced to do it, but soon it turned into half-reluctance and half-acceptance.

She could no longer resist this little man, and even became addicted to him day by day. She was gradually captured by his gentleness and considerateness, his handsome and flawless appearance, and his unparalleled talent and talent. After not seeing him for a while, she actually felt a little attached to him, especially When I lie alone at night, my body feels like a fire is burning.

It wasn't like this before. Ever since she was harmed by this man, she had changed into something she didn't even recognize.

"If you can't bear it, rest more. I just want to rest too, so I can give you a massage to relieve fatigue."

After Wang Shenmeng finished speaking, she got under the quilt. A moment later, Tang Yuehuamei's soft and delicate voice came out: "No, press lightly, don't use too much force, it still hurts!"

Wang Shenmeng: "Okay, I'll press it gently to make sure you feel comfortable."

This massage lasted for more than an hour. The person who was massaged felt refreshed, while the person who was massaged was as soft as mud and fell into a deep sleep.

Wang Shenmeng took a bath. At this time, Manager Ode said respectfully: "Sir, Ning Fengzhi Ning, the head of the Ning clan, asked you to invite him to meet."

Wang Shenmeng came out of Tang Yuehua's boudoir. As Tang Yuehua's confidant, Manager Oud seemed to know nothing, and his expression became more respectful.

"I invited him to meet at Yuexuan and take me to the living room. I can't keep the guests waiting for a long time!"

"Sir, please come with me."

In Yuexuan's most upscale reception room, Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo were all there.

They had vaguely guessed Wang Shenmeng's purpose in finding them, and their hearts were very complicated.

At the same time, Wang Shenmeng's going in and out of Yuexuan and having sex with Tang Yuehua could not be hidden from their eyes, so they couldn't help but feel speechless.

His Royal Highness the Holy Son is really cold and unscrupulous. As long as he is beautiful enough, he can do it even if he is old enough to be his mother.

Even judging by his appearance, this Tang Yuehua is twenty-seven or eighteen years old, which is exactly twice the age of the Holy Son.

Is this what the Art of War says: attack twice as many times as possible?