Chapter 189 Qian Renxue Tempts Lu Ming! Master.....
She first glanced at Qian Renxue indifferently, then glanced at Bibi Dong.
The look in his eyes was as if he were looking at two concubines vying for the emperor's favor.
Then, she walked to Lu Ming's side, stretched out her slender fingers, and gently straightened Lu Ming's slightly disheveled collar.
Their movements were natural and practiced, conveying a sense of intimacy.
"What time is it? Why are you still fighting over these meaningless rankings?"
Gu Yuena spoke, her voice not loud, but it silenced both Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue.
"Lu Ming".
"I saw you slap that hand just now, and you controlled the force quite well."
"It seems you held back a bit last night."
Gu Yuena said casually as she straightened his collar.
Lu Ming's eyelids twitched.
This woman, she always brings up the very thing she shouldn't have said.
"That's nonsense."
"I did that to preserve my strength in order to deal with today's situation."
Lu Ming quickly explained.
Gu Yuena gave a soft hum, and her finger slid down to gently tap his chest.
"Yeah?"
"I saw you were full of energy when you were touching your wings just now."
"Since you have so much energy..."
She leaned close to Lu Ming's ear, her breath sweet as orchids, yet her voice carried a hint of danger.
"Once we deal with Tang San, that troublesome guy..."
"Tonight, let's thoroughly 'review' the details of last night's battle."
"Cheating with soul power is not allowed."
Lu Ming suddenly felt a tightening around his waist.
Without using soul power?
Fighting a silver dragon king hand-to-hand?
This is going to be fatal!
Just then, Ye Lingling timidly walked over with a cup of tea.
She stood by and watched the big shots fight, not daring to say a word.
Seeing that the atmosphere had eased a bit, he dared to step forward.
"Young...Young Master."
"Have a sip of tea to soothe your throat."
Ye Lingling spoke softly, her head bowed, not daring to look Lu Ming in the eye.
Lu Ming took the teacup and casually pinched her fair cheek.
"Lingling is still the most considerate."
"Unlike some people who only know how to argue and exploit labor."
Ye Lingling felt weak all over when she was pinched, and she almost couldn't hold the tray steady.
Her face flushed, and she murmured softly:
"As long as you like it, young master... Lingling is willing to do anything."
Shui Bing'er also chimed in from the side, not to be outdone, and said:
"Young master, I noticed that your palm strike just now seemed to contain an extremely cold intent?"
"If you have time, could you perhaps offer some guidance to Bing'er?"
"Bing'er is willing to dedicate herself... to fully comprehend your teachings, young master."
Where is there even a trace of urgency in their hearts at the face of a formidable enemy?
They were clearly using the Jialing Pass as a stage for Lu Ming to select his concubines.
Qian Renxue's pale purple eyes were fixed intently on Bibi Dong.
Just now.
The arrogant pope was knocked down from mid-air by Lu Ming's seemingly casual palm strike.
Although that blow was not fatal.
But seeing that woman, who was always aloof and cold to her, get humiliated, Qian Renxue felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction.
Should!
It makes you put on airs all the time.
In front of Lu Ming, don't they have to obediently accept it?
but.
While feeling exhilarated, a storm of emotions also surged within Qian Renxue's heart.
She is now the inheritor of the Angel God and ranks third on the Golden List; her strength is now vastly different from what it used to be.
That's why she was able to better understand the significance of Lu Ming's palm strike.
No soul skills were used.
There is no true form of martial spirit.
Even the fluctuations of soul power were contained to the extreme.
Pure speed and power were enough to suppress Bibi Dong, who was also blessed by the Divine Trial, to the point that she had no chance to fight back.
Just how strong is this man?
Qian Renxue looked at Lu Ming's lazy and casual face, her eyes almost overflowing with love and admiration.
No wonder he's the man she's set her sights on.
Only a strong person like her is worthy of Qian Renxue and worthy of conquering the entire Douluo Continent!
Just then.
Bibi Dong straightened her slightly disheveled clothes.
She took a deep breath, calming the turbulent blood in her body.
His once fair and dignified face was now flushed with two unnatural red patches.
That was not due to a surge of blood and qi after an injury.
It's more like a...
The lingering afterglow of extreme excitement.
Bibi Dong raised her head, and her eyes, which were originally full of ambition and resentment, were now misty with tears.
She looked at Lu Ming like a believer looking at their god.
That is submission to absolute power.
It is also a twisted and burning desire.
"Lu Ming..."
Bibi Dong parted her red lips slightly, her voice slightly hoarse, revealing a seductive charm that would never be heard on a normal day.
"You certainly didn't disappoint me."
"This is the strength I want to see."
"Only someone like you is worthy of my complete devotion, Bibi Dong..."
As she spoke, she stepped forward.
Although his steps were still somewhat unsteady, they were exceptionally firm.
That desire for conquest, which emanated from his very bones, did not diminish with defeat; instead, it burned fiercely like a fire doused with oil.
She wanted this man.
More than ever!
Lu Ming looked at the almost insane woman in front of him and simply smiled calmly.
He casually dispersed the lingering energy in his palm and stood with his hands behind his back.
"Your Holiness the Pope is too kind."
"It was just a casual strike, so there's no point in talking about being disappointed."
This nonchalant attitude made Bibi Dong's eyes glaze over.
However.
Before Bibi Dong could even take another half a step closer...
A golden figure suddenly flashed past from the side, bringing with it a fragrant breeze, and forcefully entered between the two.
Bang!
A muffled thud.
Taking advantage of her position, Qian Renxue's shoulder, covered in golden armor, bumped into Bibi Dong without any hesitation.
Bibi Dong's qi and blood were already unstable, and this sudden collision caused her to stumble and be forced back two steps.
"you!"
Bibi Dong steadied herself, her phoenix eyes wide open.
But Qian Renxue completely ignored her.
She was like a little tiger guarding its food, directly taking over the position in front of Lu Ming.
Then.
She turned around, her back to Bibi Dong, and faced Lu Ming.
That exquisitely beautiful face held a hint of cunning, a touch of provocation, and an undisguised anticipation.
Qianrenxue stood on tiptoe.
Those two thin, red lips almost touched Lu Ming's earlobe.
Hot air is sprayed.
Carrying a unique fragrance characteristic of young girls, it penetrated straight into Lu Ming's heart.
"master..."
Qian Renxue's call was so sweet and lingering, it could be drawn out in strands.
Although she had not formally become an apprentice, at this moment, the title carried a unique sense of taboo and excitement.
"That old woman is too frail to withstand any more hardship."
"That slap just now, I think it almost broke her apart."
Qian Renxue breathed softly, her voice so low that only the two of them could hear her.
"Now..."
"Isn't it Xue'er's turn?"
"Xue'er is tough. Even if Master uses more force, Xue'er can withstand it."
As he spoke.
She went even further, grabbing Lu Ming's hand and trying to place it on her chest, which was protected by golden armor.
(End of chapter)