Douluo: Becoming Stronger From Hammering Tang San

Huo Yu was about to cry, but Ghost Douluo's aura suppressed him, making him feel very uncomfortable and unable to move. He didn't expect that the things he casually wrote would have such dangers.

If it wasn't for this trip to Wuhun City, would this Ghost Douluo really look for him all over the world and then threaten him?

"Ghost!" Bibi Dong tapped the scepter and stared.

Ghost Douluo immediately calmed down when they met, and let go of the fire feathers and retreated to the side.

"Huh." Huo Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

Hearing that Ju Douluo said just now that Ghost Douluo still intends to find him and forcefully threaten him, he now seriously doubts whether there will be such crazy readers on the mainland.

He glanced at Ghost Douluo embarrassedly before facing Bibi Dong: "Sir Pope, in fact, the peninsula iron box was made by a gentleman surnamed Zhou, not by me, and that story is all fantasy and fiction, which is different from reality. It doesn't matter."

"So hehe, you are so versatile at such a young age, I am very curious about what else you have." Bibi Dong asked with great interest.

Leaving aside the talent of soul masters, Huo Yu has a skill in other areas, and seems to be able to do everything. At such a young age, she is really curious, how to cultivate quickly at the same time, and to take care of so many skills.

Huo Yu has been observing Bibi Dong since she came in. She often rubs her neck and her limbs look a little sour and heavy. It must be due to her busy work and she is too tired. He has an idea: "Sir Pope, have you been feeling loss of appetite recently? , drowsiness, fatigue, heavy limbs, bitter mouth, dry mouth? Some headache?"

"Oh? You still know medical skills?" Bibi Dong smiled slightly, he was telling himself in disguise that he knew medical skills.

"I understand a little, you are too humid." Huo Yu smiled slightly.

He has also drawn a medical ability, but it is not a top doctor ability, but a top health massage therapist ability!

This ability allows him to simply cure some minor problems. The main function is that the massage is first-class, and it is basically useless. He will give his family a massage every now and then.

As long as Bibi Dong is willing to massage herself, Huo Yu guarantees that she has absolute confidence to press her comfortably and happily. As long as she serves her happily, she may be able to improve her safety.

"Moisture?"

"Yes, in addition to what you said, I also know that some massage techniques can properly relieve these symptoms, allowing you to effectively relieve dizziness. I wonder if the Pope can give it a try?"

"Bold! Your Majesty the Pope, how can you touch it at will!" Ju Douluo shouted.

"Interesting, let's try it out, maybe I haven't had a massage in this seat for a long time." Bibi Dong put her legs up, then hooked her fingers at Huo Yu.

"Your Majesty, this..." Chrysanthemum Douluo hesitated.

"It's okay." Bibi Dong motioned for him to be quiet.

"Then I'll show my ugliness to the Pope." Huo Yu bowed before seeing this, and then slowly walked up the steps.

Huo Yu walked towards Bibi Dong step by step, watching the most beautiful woman in the world getting closer and closer to him, his heart was beating fast, and his heart was nervous.

Bibi Dong was the first woman who would make him feel very nervous.

"Sir Pope, I will stroke your head and neck next," Huo Yu explained.

"Um."

Bibi Dong responded casually, then adjusted her posture and leaned on the seat so that Huo Yu could massage at the back.

"It's really tempting." Huo Yu swallowed and came behind Bibi Dong. Standing at this angle, he could see exactly what he shouldn't have seen, the fullness and chasm.

"Um?"

What kind of character and strength Bibi Dong is, even in a field of vision that she can't see, she can keenly sense where Huo Yu's eyes are looking.

Bibi Dong's eyes changed slightly, and at that moment a trace of murderous intent flashed in her eyes.

"Offended His Holiness the Pope."

Huo Yu pulled up his sleeves and slowly raised his hands towards Bibi Dong's temples. The moment he touched Bibi Dong's body, his heart beat faster and his hands trembled slightly.

"Your hands are shaking, are you nervous?" Bibi Dong smiled.

"What kind of person are you, can you be nervous if you can serve you?" Huo Yu said with a wry smile.

"Hoo!~"

He calmed down and quickly adjusted his mind to face Bibi Dong in the most professional manner, and began to gently stroke her temples.

Huo Yu's massage ability was top-notch, and Bibi Dong felt very comfortable with his technique. She slowly closed her eyes and enjoyed it, and said, "Well, yes, your technique makes me feel very comfortable."

"Sir Pope, the comfort is still behind."

Huo Yu's hand slowly slid down from her face to the back of her neck.

At this moment, under Huo Yu's massage, Bibi Dong has completely relaxed her body and mind, letting go of her guard and enjoying it. If it is replaced by anyone who dares to touch her face at ordinary times, she will suffer.

But the moment Huo Yu touched Bibi Dong's neck, her body trembled visibly.

"Lord Pope, what's wrong but I made you feel uncomfortable?" Huo Yu asked nervously.

"No, you continue!" Bibi Dong's face flushed. She behaved very plainly, she didn't feel uncomfortable, even very comfortable, eager to continue to touch Huo Yu, but she couldn't express her urgency.

Huo Yu also saw that Bibi Dong's face was a little red, he understood instantly, and smiled knowingly: "So Bibi Dong is very sensitive to the neck."

Both men and women, the neck is a sensitive part, but it is not very sensitive. It is just that a few people feel this way, it will stimulate them and arouse certain thoughts, and it is obvious that Bibi Dong is a woman with a very sensitive neck.

After Huo Yu started massaging Bibi Dong's neck, her body became a little tense and her breathing became a little short. She used to have one leg up, but now she's flattened and her legs are clamped.

Bibi Dong was sensitive and comfortable, her face became more and more red, and she subconsciously groaned: "Hmm~!"

Huo Yu was stunned for a moment, and Bibi Dong also realized that she had lost her way. She actually felt a little turbulent in her heart, but the surface was still calm: "Enough, stop."

"Oh, good." Huo Yu retracted his hand and asked carefully, "Lord Pope, how do you feel?"

"It's very good that the headache has been relieved a lot, and it's very comfortable. Your massage technique is very special." Bibi Dong said.

"Hehe, Lord Pope, this is just a small trick. If you need me, I can let you experience more physical and mental pleasure craftsmanship." Huo Yu said.

"Oh? What other skills do you have?" Bibi Dong asked with interest.

She has been a high-ranking pope for a long time. She has not enjoyed life for a long time. Every day she thinks about conspiracy the world, handling public affairs, and has almost no private life of her own.