Douluo Dalu

Chapter 404, Pope Bibidong (on)

After a pause, Ning Feng continued to say: "The Pope himself is even more unfathomable. It is known as the most powerful leader in the history of Wu Hun Temple. In your current situation, it is never suitable for confrontation with them. Avoiding and Not to escape, you are still young, even if you want to fight against the Wu Hun Temple, there is still time in the future. Why bother to be in this competition?"

Tang San brows wrinkled, and after a moment of thinking, he still shook his head. "No, I must participate in this competition. Uncle Ning, you mean I understand. But I think this should be an important part of my life." The tempering. If I can sneak past, then it will be difficult for Wu Hun Temple to deal with me again. They can’t always cover the sky."

Looking at the eyes of Tang San's eyes, Ning Feng couldn't help but think of his father's appearance when he was young. The look of the two is similar. Although Ning Fengzhi and Tang Yan were not familiar with the same year, the two were similar in age, but Tang Yan’s feelings for him were always high in the mountains. No one in his generation can compare to Tang. At this point, Tang Yan’s son seems to be replicating this miracle, even better than his father’s year.昊天宗, is your gene really so good?

"Okay. Since you have already decided, I will not persuade you any more. Uncle will guarantee your safety as much as possible." Ning Fengzhi's words are very dull, but as a lord, this is equivalent to his promise to Tang San. It is.

Tang San felt that Ning Feng’s words at this time did not have any utilitarianism, nor was it to draw himself. It is entirely an elder's concern for the younger generation.

"Uncle Ning, maybe I can't join Qibao Liuzong, but as long as I am still alive, Qibao Liuzong will always be my friend."

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Wu Hun City.

The master of a cloth coat went into the city after the test of the soul teacher. Like his age, he was only 30 years old and naturally did not attract anyone's attention.

There is no half-stop. Even without taking a break to rest, the master went directly to the highest ruling institution of the Wuhun Temple, the Pope's Palace.

In front of the Pope's Palace.

"Stand up." Two knights wearing silver armor stopped the master's way. A total of 100 knights raised the knight's sword in their hands. "This is forbidden, and one step closer, killing."

In the face of hundreds of knights who are significantly higher than their own, the master's look is still as indifferent as usual, raising his hand. I showed my own token.

The head of a knight knight stepped forward, and when he saw the six patterns on the token, he couldn’t help but chill. With a bang, one knee fell to the ground, "see the elders."

The hundred Knights of the Knights made the same movement in a uniform manner. Under their backdrop, the original ordinary masters looked no longer so ordinary.

"Take me to the Pope." The master told the other person his purpose in the simplest words.

Half an hour later, in the hall of the Pope's House. The master quietly drank the finest fragrant, waiting quietly.

In the hall of the Great Hall of the Thousands of Square meters, only he was alone at this time.

The master's eyes always focus on the incense in his hand, and he never looked at everything around him. He just waited quietly.

Arches up to three meters open. The soft voice sounded outside the door. "You are waiting outside. Without my orders, no one will bother."

"Yes."

The master's gaze finally moved away from the camphor. Look in the direction of the main entrance of the parliament hall.

The door opened and a woman came in from the outside.

The body is not tall, a black and gold-plated robes, a nine-curved purple crown, and a hand that is about two meters long, inlaid with countless gems. The white skin, almost perfect face, makes her look so different.

Especially the invisible noble sacredness that emerges from the body. It is even more unbearable to give birth to a cult.

The master sat, and the woman stopped after walking into the gate. The eyes of the two collided in the air like that. There are no sparks. There are more things in the indifferent eyes of the masters, apologetics, memories, and more.

The woman's gaze suddenly showed a complex change. She looked like she was only about 30 years old, but in fact, she was one year older than the master. It is already 50 years old. The scepter in the hand fell on the ground. A slamming sound was heard.

"You are here." The soft and pleasant voice makes it easy for people to feel like a spring breeze.

But the master's eyes have become difficult. Hands stood up on the table in front of him and turned to the woman. "Yes, I am coming. Are you okay?"

There was a faint smile on the woman's face. "There is nothing wrong with the people. As the ruler of the Wuhun Temple, even the emperors of the two empires will be polite to three points. You think I will have What is wrong?"

The master sighed, "Bibi Dong, I know the bitterness in your heart."

"Bibi Dong? Not you said, I am going to forget this name. Please call me the Pope, or call me a sigh. I am not the silly Bibi East."

Yes, the woman who looks beautiful and beautiful in front of her eyes is the supreme ruler of the Wushou Temple today, the goal of all the soul pilgrimages, the Pope.

She is the youngest pope in the history of Wu Hun Temple, and took over the position of the Pope when she was less than 40 years old.

At the beginning, there were still many people who questioned.

Under the circumstance of her efforts, Wu Hun Temple has developed more rapidly and more unitedly. Many people already believe that she will be the best generation of Pope in the Wu Hun Temple.

"Yes, His Majesty the Pope." The master's pupil contracted a few points, and a trace of pain flowed out of his eyes. He turned and walked to his former position to stand, holding the toon, and the whole person seemed to fall into In the memories of the past.

Looking at the back of the master, the indifference in the eyes of the pope disappeared, and some unbearable emotions flashed through her eyes, lifting her feet, as if she wanted to go forward, but she finally stopped.

"What happened to you coming to me? We have been gone for 20 years." The Pope's voice sounded so calm.

The master took a deep breath and suppressed the inner feelings of the heart. Even he himself did not expect that goodbye Bibidong would make himself so out of control.

When he turned back, more emotions in his eyes had disappeared, and the rest was only the indifference in the weekdays.

"His Majesty, I am here to ask for something."

"Oh?" The Pope looked at the master with some surprise. "Will you come to me? It doesn't seem to be your character. It seems that time really makes a person change. You say it."

The master did not explain that if it was his own business, he would never come to beg for the other party, but he had to come to this for his own disciple.

"His Majesty, I want to know how you spent the hardship of the twin martial arts."

The Pope's pupil contracted a little and said: "You don't need to know this. Does this mean anything to you?"

The master did not conceal. "I have received a disciple. He has been practicing with me for seven or eight years. Fortunately, he has the same martial arts as you. This child has a different talent, I hope to be able to He cultivated a generation of strong."

"Why should I help you? Let you train a strong person and do it against me?" The Pope's voice suddenly became cold.

The master said: "Of course not. If you are willing to tell me how you did it in the first place. I can assure you that my disciple will not be against the Wuhun Temple in his life."

There was a smile on the corner of the Pope's mouth. "It turns out that there is something that you do not know about the theory flow master. Yu Xiaogang, you are late. Just a few days ago, I have sent people to the Tiandou Empire to participate in the team. Road killing. The goal is your disciple from the Tianzong. So, you don't have to know the secret of the twin martial arts."

The master violently vibrated a bit, violently turned back and stared at the pope. "What do you say?"

The Pope did not conceal, faintly said: "Platinum Bishop Saras came to the message, the children of Tian Tianzong appeared, the talents are different. The young age has already broken through the 40th level, the twin martial arts, has the fourth soul ring Wan Year level. It is even possible to have a soul bone. Close to the Qibao glazed sect and the Tiandou empire. Such a person cannot be used for my Wuhun Temple, only to obliterate it."

"You..." The master made a fierce progress, grabbed the Pope's shoulder with both hands, and his eyes were instantly covered in blood. The whole body is shaking violently.

Looking at the master's abominable gaze, the pope paused. "Is he really so heavy to you?" With her strength, she can easily overthrow the master, but she does not do that, just let The master's hot hands are firmly on his shoulders.

The master's breathing became very heavy, and the word was one word: "Bibidong, you gave me a clear hearing. If there is anything wrong with Tang San, then I will destroy the Wuhun Temple at all costs. I have no children in my life, he Just like my son."