In the solemn papal palace, Tang San slowly awoke. Looking at the empty hall, he was somewhat surprised. Was this a palace? He gradually remembered everything that had happened before.
After Shrek defeated numerous teams and qualified for the competition, they headed to Wuhun City for the finals. Although they encountered obstacles from Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo of the Spirit Hall on the way, they arrived at Wuhun City without any major incidents.
After settling into the hotel, Tang San decided to explore the city and familiarize himself with the surroundings. While the women were browsing clothing stores, Tang San waited idly by the store entrance. Suddenly, someone quietly approached him, startling him.
Who are you?!
Although the newcomer was dressed and looked very ordinary, he had a very strong aura, even more powerful than Chrysanthemum Douluo, which made Tang San very wary.
"Someone wants to see you. Please come with me."
The visitor said expressionlessly.
"Who wants to see me?"
Tang San said, pretending to be calm.
"Keep it a secret."
"Then I won't go."
"If you don't want anything to happen to them, you'd better come with me. You know I have the ability to do so."
"You'd better not touch them, or I'll never let you go, even if it kills me."
After weighing his options, Tang San finally went with him. Before leaving, he left a secret signal, which was discovered by the man. However, the man pretended nothing was wrong and left with Tang San. After the two left, another person appeared on the spot and changed Tang San's secret signal to tell the women that he was going to take care of something important. The time was uncertain, but it was safe, and he told them to go back first and not to worry.
Tang San followed that person to the outside of the city, realized something was wrong, and was about to run away when the person knocked him unconscious with a palm strike, and that's how he ended up here.
Tang San looked around and found that the palace resembled a bedroom. He tried to get up, but found that he couldn't move. Neither the power of his martial soul nor the power of his Xuan Tian Gong could be activated, leaving him like a vegetable.
Moreover, he was completely naked, without a single stitch of clothing.
Just as he was racking his brains trying to figure out his current situation, someone came in through the main gate.
Tang San was stunned when he saw that person; it was none other than the current Pope, Bibi Dong!
Bibi Dong was not tall, and her long, golden gown fit her perfectly from head to toe. The dazzling gown shimmered with jewels, and was adorned with over a hundred red, blue, and gold gemstones.
The nine-curved purple-gold crown on his head was dazzling, and he held a scepter about two meters long, inlaid with countless gems.
Her fair skin and near-perfect features made her stand out from the crowd.
In particular, the intangible nobility and holiness emanating from them makes people unable to help but feel a sense of worship.
Bibi Dong was stunningly beautiful, noble, elegant, and serene; it seemed that all the best words could be used to describe this woman.
Although she is no longer young, the years seem to have left no trace on her. It is said that she is nearly forty years old, but she looks no different from twenty years old.
Tang San was stunned, firstly because of her identity, and secondly because of her beauty. He had seen the Pope's portrait before and thought she was incredibly beautiful. But now that he saw her in person, he felt that the portrait was completely different and could not capture her beauty at all.
"You're Tang San?"
Bibi Dong spoke calmly, her voice as beautiful as heavenly music, but Tang San was still in a daze and had not yet reacted.
When Bibi Dong saw his dazed look, she snorted coldly, and Tang San was startled awake.
"Yes…yes, you…you are the Pope?"
Tang San stammered, thinking that he had been quite bold before, but he was still no match for the Pope's powerful aura.
"What a spineless person…"
Bibi Dong said calmly, then walked to a large, luxurious chair next to her.
Tang San was furious. How dare they say he was useless?
However, when she tried to resist, she couldn't move. Sure enough, alas, she was still too weak.
Am I pretty?
Bibi Dong leaned back lazily in a chair large enough to be used as a bed and said softly.
"Okay, it looks good."
Although Tang San was puzzled, he still answered involuntarily.
How good-looking is it?
Unparalleled in the world!
Tang San couldn't help but think of this word. Indeed, Bibi Dong's beauty was unparalleled. It wasn't that her beauty surpassed that of Xiao Wu, Rong Rong, Zhu Qing, and the two dragons by much; in fact, their appearances were not that different. What was different was their temperament. Bibi Dong possessed the profound strength of a Title Douluo, coupled with the glorious halo of the Pope, making her temperament unmatched.
"Heh, so smooth-talking, no wonder you can fool so many girls."
Bibi Dong said with a light laugh.
"I wasn't lying, it was all true love."
Tang San couldn't help but argue, and surprisingly, he felt less nervous. It seemed that the goddess in front of him wasn't so high and mighty after all.
"Your Holiness, what do you intend to do by having me brought here and restricting my movements?"
Tang San asked, becoming somewhat anxious. He had never experienced such a helpless situation before, not even when he was ambushed by Chrysanthemum Ghost Douluo.
"You're so smart, why don't you guess?"
Bibi Dong looked Tang San up and down, and Tang San suddenly felt as if he were completely naked, as if all the secrets deep in his soul were about to be seen through, even though he was already naked in body.
"Are they trying to kill me to silence me? It seems the Spirit Hall has a deep grudge against me."
Tang San thought of his parents and his entanglement with the Spirit Hall, and a surge of hatred welled up within him.
"If I wanted to kill you, I would have done it outside the city. Why bring you here and defile my palace?"
Bibi Dong rolled her eyes, her captivating charm instantly arousing Tang San, making him breathe rapidly.
The deep-seated hatred from just now has vanished without a trace, and the resentment cannot be gathered.
Seeing his embarrassed expression, Bibi Dong focused her gaze on Tang San's slowly erecting tent and chuckled softly.
"It seems the master was right; you have quite a bit of capital."
"Master? You still know my teacher? What did he say to you?"
"I not only know him, but I've known him for a long time. He came to see me not long ago and told me a lot of things. But do you want to know?"
Bibi Dong squinted slightly, her snow-white arms supporting her jade head, revealing her slender jade neck.
"If Your Majesty is willing to speak, Tang San will listen attentively."
Tang San calmed down. He didn't have the strength to take revenge on the Spirit Hall, and Bibi Dong didn't seem to have any intention of killing him. So he took the opportunity to learn more about the situation and know his enemy.
"Are my feet pretty?"
Bibi Dong asked inexplicably, while stretching out her two fair and delicate feet to admire Wuzi.
Tang San looked up and couldn't help but swallow hard; his erect penis twitched as if in agreement with Bibi Dong's words.
Bibi Dong's feet were absolutely gorgeous. She wore a pair of rose gold crystal high heels with high, thin heels and delicate stripes on the upper, making her feet appear soft, long, and slender. Her big toe peeked out from the tip of the shoe, curving slightly upwards with the platform. Her fair toes were painted with red nail polish, giving her a very sexy look.
Tang San stared intently at the pair of fair and delicate beauties: they were so beautiful, so captivating.
Tang San, who had been with countless women, was now being led by the nose and completely under Bibi Dong's control.
After admiring him for a while, Bibi Dong seemed to only then remember Tang San's existence, looked at him, and then smiled slightly.
That dignified smile, tinged with sweetness and allure, nearly made Tang San's soul leap out of his body; his nose felt hot, as if he were about to spit blood.
Bibi Dong raised her head, and a strange force lifted Tang San, who floated in the air to her front and then lay down in front of the chair.
"Little thing, but it's not small at all."
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