Villain: Fairy, please offer your loyalty

The moonlight enveloped Wuhun City.

The shock of the daytime still lingers in every corner of the city.

Those Title Douluos who were severely injured by Tian Er's aura have been secretly carried back to their respective residences by their subordinates to heal their wounds.

Without the Pope's order, no one dares to approach the core area of ​​the Papal Palace.

Gu Fan has already retrieved the Nine Dragons Incense Carriage into his storage ring.

He took Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, and Ning Rongrong and moved into the highest point of this center of power on the continent in a grand manner.

The Pope's bedroom.

The furnishings here exude a luxurious yet oppressive royal atmosphere.

A huge crystal chandelier cast a dim, yellowish light.

The thick, dark purple velvet carpet made no sound when stepped on.

A large, ornately carved bed, big enough to accommodate ten people lying side by side, was covered with bedding embroidered with gold thread.

Gu Fan leaned back in the large recliner.

He held a glass of red wine in his hand, gently swirling the wine in the glass.

He sent Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong to the bath in the side hall to wash up, while Zhu Zhuqing stood quietly behind the recliner, massaging his shoulders.

The carved wooden door of the bedroom was gently pushed open.

Bibi Dong walked in.

She was still wearing that magnificent dark purple papal robe.

However, the nine-curved purple-gold crown that symbolized supreme power has been removed.

Her long, flowing golden hair cascaded over her shoulders.

She no longer possessed the aloof and dignified demeanor she had during the day.

With a glance, she exuded a tenderness and a touch of awkwardness that belonged only to adults.

She walked slowly to Gu Fan and stopped three steps away from the recliner.

Bibi Dong placed her hands together in front of her lower abdomen.

She obediently lowered her noble head, bent her knees slightly, and knelt on the carpet.

"Bibi Dong...Thank you, young master, for the medicine."

Her voice no longer had that ethereal distance; instead, it carried an uncontrollable tremor.

Stockholm syndrome had fully manifested in her subconscious.

Gu Fan's domineering, dimensional-reducing attack and the subsequent new life he bestowed completely filled the wounds in her heart.

As long as she can stay by the side of this man who gives her absolute security.

The foundation of the Spirit Hall.

The divine position of Rakshasa.

None of these things matter anymore.

Gu Fan remained silent.

He took a sip of red wine, his gaze brazenly sweeping over the queen kneeling before him.

Although the papal robe was magnificent, it completely concealed her good figure.

This rigid uniform simply didn't suit Gu Fan's wicked tastes.

Get up.

Gu Fan handed the wine glass to Zhu Zhuqing behind him.

Bibi Dong carefully stood up, her hands hanging at her sides, like a maid waiting for instructions.

"Your outfit is an eyesore."

"Take it off."

Gu Fan casually uttered two words.

Bibi Dong's body stiffened.

She certainly understood what those two words meant.

Although she had already accepted the Lord in her heart, she still had to undress in front of other women.

For her, who had been pope for decades, it was still a considerable psychological challenge.

She bit her lower lip and reached out to unbutton the first button on the collar of her robe.

The purple robe slipped down her rounded shoulders and fell onto the carpet.

Inside was a fitted silk lining that accentuated her voluptuous curves.

As the lining was removed, her delicate body, which had been exceptionally well-treated by time, was completely exposed to the air.

Bibi Dong unconsciously crossed her arms in front of her chest.

Her cheeks were flushed with an indescribable beauty, and her long eyelashes trembled nervously.

Gu Fan enjoyed the stunning scenery with great satisfaction.

He browsed through the system shop, spent several hundred villain points, and exchanged them for a black gift box.

Gu Fan casually tossed the gift box in front of Bibi Dong.

"Put this on."

Bibi Dong squatted down and opened the gift box.

Inside was a fitted cheongsam, made of very thin fabric, embroidered with delicate dark patterns.

She wore a pair of lace stockings with suspenders and a pair of pointed Valentino high heels.

When Bibi Dong's fingers touched the meager amount of fabric, her heart began to race involuntarily.

She turned her back and began to put on her clothes with a rustling sound.

Five minutes later.

When Bibi Dong turned around to face Gu Fan again, even Zhu Zhuqing, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but stare in amazement.

This cheongsam perfectly accentuated Bibi Dong's stunning figure.

The buttons on her chest were stretched and deformed.

As she walked, the hem of her cheongsam skirt revealed glimpses of her long, slender legs encased in lace stockings.

Her diamond-studded stilettos swayed on the carpet, making her figure appear even more upright. .

The original aloof pope's demeanor, in contrast to this uniform, transformed into an extreme allure capable of driving any man mad.

"Let's take a look around."

Gu Fan leaned back in his chair, tapping his fingers on the armrest.

Bibi Dong obediently spun around.

She knew how shameful she looked, but deep down, a strange urge to please her master welled up within her. .

"Does the young master think... it looks good?"

.

"Does the young master think... it looks good?"

Bibi Dong raised her watery eyes, her voice so charming it seemed to draw silk.

"It's passable. The foundation is good, but it still needs some training."

Gu Fan waved.

Bibi Dong obediently walked to the recliner and, imitating Ning Rongrong's behavior, knelt down beside Gu Fan's legs.

She took the initiative to extend her long, well-maintained hands and gently massage Gu Fan's thighs.

"Although the Papal Palace is large, it is deserted and quiet."

"You don't need to worry about those trivial matters anymore."

"Stay obediently by my side and be my personal maid, and I guarantee you'll be able to roam freely across this continent, and even those so-called gods in heaven won't dare to touch you."

Gu Fan reached out and lifted Bibi Dong's smooth and delicate chin.

Bibi Dong then pressed her cheek against Gu Fan's palm and rubbed it against him.

,

"Dong'er understands."

"From now on, Dong'er is merely your personal property."

"The Spirit Hall belongs to you, young master, and Dong'er's life also belongs to you, young master."

Gu Fan smiled.

now it's right.

The greatest pleasure of being a villain is the contrast between the high and mighty pope and the obedient, uniformed maid, which breaks the original setting.

He grabbed Bibi Dong's incredibly soft, slender waist, picked her up, and turned to walk towards the huge, carved bed.

Zhu Zhuqing tactfully turned around.

She walked to a corner of the palace and began to organize the clothes she needed to change into the next day, while using her soul power to block her hearing.

The lights inside the palace became dim and ambiguous.

In this private space that originally belonged only to the Pope.

The most powerful woman in Douluo Continent has completely abandoned all her pride.

Under Gu Fan's control, it turned into a pool of spring water, sinking into endless pleasure and intoxication.

【Ding! 】

[System Notification: The host has successfully intercepted the villainous Bibi Dong, shattering the original trajectory of the Douluo Continent faction!]

[Gained Villain Points: 50000!]

[Achievement Reward: Primordial Chaos Body Fragment x15! (Current Progress 100/1000)]

[Hidden Quest Triggered: The Imposter in Heaven Dou City.]

[Qian Renxue's disguise is on the verge of collapse. Should we intercept her?]

early morning.

Gu Fan looked at the system panel that popped up in his mind and listened to Bibi Dong's even and gentle breathing in his arms.

He gently traced his fingers along Bibi Dong's fair buttocks.

"Tian Dou City, Xue Qing River."

"The chosen ones from this place seem to be coming my way one after another."