At this time, Qian Renxue only had two pieces of clothing on her delicate body, a yellow bra on the upper body and golden shorts on the lower body.
The golden gauze was as thin as a cicada's wing, fluttering gently in the breeze, adding a bit of temptation.
Qian Renxue's face flushed red instantly, the anger in her heart was like a raging flame. She gritted her teeth, a determined light flashed in her beautiful eyes, and regardless of the shabby appearance of her clothes, she fought back again.
She flashed, and the angel's holy sword in her hand, with a sharp sword energy, stabbed towards Bibi Dong like a golden lightning.
However, as a Rakshasa God, Bibi Dong's strength is far superior to Qian Renxue.
She just slightly turned her body and easily avoided Qian Renxue's fierce attack. Then, a trace of cruelty flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes. She suddenly stretched out her hand, tore off Qian Renxue's yellow divine clothing, and threw it away.
The torn-off divine garment was like a yellow butterfly, fluttering gently in the air.
At this moment, Tang San was watching the battle with great interest. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a devilish smile. He reached out and caught it easily, saying, "Not bad, Xue'er. You must behave well from now on."
Tang San's white hair and red robe at this moment made him look even more unruly.
Seeing Tang San's actions, Qian Renxue was so angry that her body trembled, and her eyes were almost spitting fire. She shouted angrily: "You are looking for death!"
After saying that, without caring that the white on her delicate body had been exposed and she looked in a miserable state, she gripped the Holy Angel Sword tightly in both hands and stabbed at Tang San fiercely again.
Her eyes were filled with anger and determination, as if she wanted to tear Tang San into pieces to relieve the hatred in her heart.
Just when Qian Renxue's Holy Angel Sword was about to pierce Tang San, Bibi Dong descended from the sky, like a Rakshasa in the dark night, with a powerful aura.
She landed steadily behind Qian Renxue, her hands like iron clamps, pressing down on Qian Renxue's shoulders tightly.
Then, he turned around and sat directly on Qian Renxue's sexy back, pressing her down heavily.
Qian Renxue struggled hard, but found herself unable to move at all under the suppression of Bibi Dong's powerful strength.
Bibi Dong looked at Qian Renxue, whose face was full of anger and unwillingness, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and asked softly: "Xiaoxue, are you convinced?" Her voice was soft, but with a hint of irresistible majesty.
Qian Renxue gritted her teeth and said stubbornly, "I don't accept it!" Her eyes were full of stubbornness and indomitable spirit. Although she was at a disadvantage, she still refused to bow her head.
Seeing this, Bibi Dong's eyes flashed with displeasure.
She raised her hand and began to slap Qian Renxue's angelic body non-stop, one after another, making a crisp sound: "Pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa..."
Bibi Dong clapped her hands vigorously while smiling seductively, "Are you still not convinced? Xiaoxue, hurry up and call my husband Tang San daddy! Do you hear me? He is the most powerful and handsome man in the world. Hurry up! Otherwise..."
There was a hint of anxiety and pride on Bibi Dong's face, and then she directly let Qian Renxue experience the pain of being stabbed by the Rakshasa Sword.
"Ah... no, no..." Qian Renxue felt her consciousness gradually blurred under the suppression of Rakshasa's divine power, and the mental torture made it almost unbearable for her.
"Hurry, call my man Tang San daddy, louder..." Bibi Dong continued to urge, suppressing Qian Renxue tightly.
Qian Renxue's divine power was almost exhausted. She raised her head slightly and looked at Tang San's handsome and majestic face. In a trance, she seemed to see an irresistible power.
Finally, her will completely collapsed, and she called out softly: "Tang San Daddy..."
The voice was faint but clear, as if she had used up all her strength.
After shouting, Qian Renxue's two slenderShe trembled violently, and her delicate body drooped weakly, her face full of shame, anger and sweat.
When Bibi Dong heard Qian Renxue finally call out "Dad", a satisfied smile appeared on her face. She stopped what she was doing, gently stroked Qian Renxue's long golden hair, and said, "That's good, Xiaoxue. Right now in this world, only your husband Tang San is worthy of me. You have to accept this..."
Qian Renxue felt extremely ashamed and angry. Her face was so red that it seemed like blood was dripping out. She bit her red lips tightly, and her pearly teeth were deeply embedded in the delicate angelic red lips.
At this moment, she was suppressed by Bibi Dong, but she was unable to resist because her divine power was exhausted. She could only express her reluctance in this way.
But no matter what, she was unwilling to repeat the name that made her angry.
However, how could Bibi Dong let her go so easily?
Bibi Dong raised a playful smile, her eyes flashed with a cunning look, and she stretched out her slender fingers, releasing the power of Rakshasa once again.
Qian Renxue only felt a suppressed pain coming over her, her delicate body trembled violently, and she couldn't help but let out a cry.
This also caused her to become weaker and sweat profusely.
Qian Renxue couldn't bear it any longer and finally shouted out again, "Tang San's father..."
The voice trembled slightly as it echoed in the air, filled with helplessness and humiliation.
Her originally proud eyes became a little blurred at this moment, tears welled up in her eyes, and the feeling of humiliation overwhelmed her like a tide.
At this moment, Tang San walked over slowly with steady steps. With white hair and red robe, he looked more unruly, handsome and majestic.
Tang San bent down slightly and gently touched Qian Renxue's face with a hint of doting. Then, he patted Qian Renxue's shoulders. The action seemed casual, but it made Qian Renxue's delicate body tremble slightly.
Tang San then raised his head, looked at Bibi Dong tenderly and said, "Forget it, let Xue'er go and let her return to Wuhun City first. Since we are now a family, this endless war is meaningless. Come with me, Dong'er, I will take you to take revenge on that loser Gangzi."
When Bibi Dong heard this, her beautiful eyes lit up instantly, filled with joy. She nodded quickly, and said with a hint of coquettishness in her voice, "Okay, thank you, husband Tang San."