Chapter 223: It's good to cut it off
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In the early morning, Jiang Yun finished a night of practice and his soul power increased slightly.
"Your Majesty, the people from Wuhun Palace have arrived." Whether it was a coincidence or whether he had been waiting for a long time, Jiang Yun just stood up when a shadow came out of the darkness.
"It seems that this guy's weight in Bibi Dong's heart is heavier than I thought." Jiang Yun smiled slightly and murmured softly.
If the shadow can come to inform him, it means that the other party must have brought three soul bones that are more than 30,000 years old.
He agreed so readily, without even asking for a bargain. This shows how much Bibi Dong cares about Yu Xiaogang's safety.
Jiang Yun asked: "Where is he?"
Shadow responded: "In the post house. He is a newly promoted Titled Douluo. According to the intelligence, he should have been piled up with soul bones." The
two newcomers from Wuhun Palace Titled Douluo is not a secret, and the reason why both Lei Meng and Lei Meng were promoted to titles at the same time is not difficult to guess.
One may be a coincidence, but two, and at the same time, it can only be a coincidence.
Jiang Yun nodded slightly and said, "Then take him to the imperial garden to meet me later, and take that trash Yu Xiaogang with you." "No!" The shadow responded and left,
while
Jiang Yun was waiting for the palace maid. Start washing up.
After washing up, Jiang Yun had breakfast with Lao Huang, Dugu Bo, and Dugu Yan, and then took the three of them to the old place in the Royal Garden.
Shadow knew Jiang Yun very well, so he controlled the timing very well.
As soon as they sat down in the pavilion, the Shadow Guard escorted Yu Xiaogang to the outside of the pavilion, and then kicked him to the ground.
He was still dressed the same way, but Yu Xiaogang looked obviously haggard.
He looked quite old originally, but now it's even worse. At first glance, someone who didn't know it would have thought he was an old man in his seventies or eighties.
The most eye-catching thing is the coagulated blood scab on his crotch.
"Ah ah ah..."
Seeing Jiang Yun again, Yu Xiaogang felt as if he had seen the enemy who killed his father. His face was ferocious. Unfortunately, his tongue was cut and he couldn't curse even if he wanted to.
"What's going on? We haven't seen each other for a few days and you can't understand what you're talking about? You can tell me what you want to express. How can I know what you want to express if you don't tell me?" Jiang Yun looked at Yu Xiaogang with a face full of teasing
.
It was okay that he didn't speak, but when he did, Yu Xiaogang became obviously angrier, with his teeth bared, as if he wanted to rush up and bite Jiang Yun a few times.
Unfortunately, there were two Shadow Guards restraining him tightly, and no matter how hard he struggled, it was to no avail.
With no choice, Yu Xiaogang could only stare at Jiang Yun coldly with cannibalistic eyes. That is to say, eyes cannot kill, otherwise Jiang Yun would have been cut to pieces by a thousand cuts.
Glancing at him, Jiang Yun said lightly: "If I were you, I wouldn't look at me like this. Otherwise, I don't know if I can bear to have your eyes gouged out again." Jiang Yun
's Although the tone was extremely calm, it frightened Yu Xiaogang. He hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to look at Jiang Yun again.
It was at this time that Shadow came over with Raymond.
Ignoring Jiang Yun and others in the pavilion, Lei Meng's eyes immediately fell on Yu Xiaogang.
When he looked at the back from a distance, he didn't feel anything, but when he saw Yu Xiaogang's appearance clearly, he was a little confused.
Is this the person whom the Pope admires?
Damn it.
What does the Pope want him to do?
Do you want him to be useless or do you want him to be old?
Bibi Dong, that's the queen of their Spirit Hall. You need strength to have strength, you need to have good looks, and there is no shortage of figure and temperament.
The person who can make her fall in love with, you have to have the same strength and good looks, right?
Wouldn't it be better to pick a random soul master on Nima Street than this guy?
Thinking that the Pope they respected so much would be crushed by such an old man, Lei Meng unconsciously felt a chill.
He even doubted whether Jiang Yun and the others had switched contracts.
Because even if he was beaten to death, he would not believe that His Majesty the Pope would like such a thing.
Subconsciously, Lei Meng looked sideways at Jiang Yun and the others in the gazebo, "You are sure that he is Yu Xiaogang, our Pope..."
Lei Meng didn't finish his sentence. One is because His Majesty the Pope did not make a clear statement, and he dared not discuss too much. The second is that he really doesn't want to believe it.
"Ahhh..."
Before Jiang Yun and the others could respond, Yu Xiaogang, who heard the words under the Pope's crown, suddenly became excited, and was nodding madly at Lei Meng.
He thought that he was doomed, but Yu Xiaogang didn't expect that there would be a turning point.
Since the people from Wuhundian appeared, they must have come to rescue him. As for the reason, I don't need to think about it, it must be arranged by Bibi Dong.
"You damn bastard, you are talking." Seeing that Yu Xiaogang could only ah ah ah and nod, Lei Meng became even more depressed.
Isn't this still a mute?
But where Yu Xiaogang can pass the test a little bit, Lei Meng's attitude towards him will not be so bad.
It can only be said that jealousy changes people beyond recognition.
Such a thing actually took down their queen. If he had known earlier, Raymond would never have allowed him to live until now.
Yu Xiaogang's expression froze, his body trembled slightly, and he was obviously very angry.
"Don't ask, this man's mouth is too mean, so I had his tongue cut out." Jiang Yunfeng said lightly.
"Ahem..."
Upon hearing this, Raymond looked a little embarrassed. It's really too much to ask someone who is mute to speak.
However, after hearing the news, Raymond was not only not angry at all, but also a little happy.
Good cut.
A loser who wants looks but not looks and strength but not strength, the only thing that can make the Pope fall in love with him is his mouth.
Now that his mouth is gone, let's see how he can still confuse His Majesty the Pope.
"Not only is the tongue gone, but also the sign that belongs to a man is gone. But the price will not change, and you can change it if you like it." Jiang Yun looked at Lei Meng with a half-smile and said, as if aware of Lei Meng's abnormality.
Hearing this, Raymond's eyes lit up again, but maybe he felt something was wrong, and he returned to normal in an instant.
"Ahem... Our Spirit Hall has taken note of this matter." After calming down a little, Lei Meng said a harsh word without any pain.
Regarding this, Jiang Yun didn't take it to heart.
Because he could see that Lei Meng was actually happy when he heard the news. As for why he was happy, that was not something Jiang Yun should consider.
And, to put it bluntly, so what?
The hatred between Barack and Wuhundian is not less than Yu Xiaogang. If Wuhundian really had that strength, it would have come here long ago.
Afterwards, Lei Meng handed the three soul bones to Jiang Yun, and left with Yu Xiaogang.