Douluo: Entering the Way with Wine

The door opened slowly, and Bibi Dong walked in. She immediately saw the master sitting there, and their eyes collided in the air.

There was no joy of meeting again after a long separation, nor was there the surge of anger.

There was something more in the master's indifferent eyes, there was apologies, memories, but more melancholy.

And Bibi Dong's cold eyes suddenly became complicated.

At the top of the Pope's Hall, Bibi Ming was sitting cross-legged, and the old man was standing next to him.

"I didn't expect your hearing to be so good. Even a Titled Douluo wouldn't be able to hear their speech here."

Bibi Ming had no reaction to the old man's words and just drank in silence.

"Does Bibi Dong know?"

"No one asked."

The faint answer made the old man laugh involuntarily, as if he was laughing at something.

"Who knows between her and Yu Xiaogang."

"She said so."

Bibi Ming pursed his lips slightly, with no emotion in his eyes.

"Haha, the sun is nice today."

The old man's emotion made Bibi Ming raise his head slightly, looked at the soft sunshine and responded softly.

"Ah."

The old man said nothing more, but looked at Bibi Ming who continued to drink silently with some amusement.

.............

Inside the Papal Palace

"You came?"

The master's words made Bibi Dong slightly stunned, but the words he originally wanted to say became.

"Ah."

For a moment, the air between them was slightly frozen. This was when Bibi Dong came back to her senses and smiled slightly.

"I just went to Tiandou City a few days ago, and you came to Wuhun City."

The master was silent for a moment, looked at the tea in his hand, and slowly stood up with some bitterness and walked to Bibi Dong.

"Are you ok?"

This sentence seemed to have touched some mechanism, causing Bibi Dong's original smile to disappear, and her somewhat disdainful expression to appear.

"How could I be bad? Now I'm above ten thousand people, and I still have Xiao Ming by my side. What else can't be bad about me?"

But Bibi Dong's words made the master sigh slightly.

"Bibi Dong, I..."

"Please call me Pope or Your Majesty, Bibi Dong? Haha, I am no longer the Bibi Dong you know."

"Yes, Your Majesty the Pope." There was a trace of pain in the master's pupils.He slowly turned around and returned to his original position, standing there.

Looking at the master's back, Bibi Dong's eyes also showed complexity that could not be concealed.

"What brings you to me?" A calm voice echoed in the master's ears.

The master took a deep breath to suppress the turbulent emotions in his heart. He himself did not expect that he would be so out of control.

When he turned around, his eyes had returned to their former indifference.

"I want to know how you got through the difficulty of having twin martial souls."

This sentence made Bibi Dong's eyes shrink slightly, but she immediately reacted.

"Are you here for Tang San's twin martial spirits?"

"Yes."

The master nodded unequivocally.

This brought a sarcastic smile to her lips.

"Tang San's father should be Tang Hao, and the rabbit next to him is also the shape of a 10-year-old soul beast. If I guessed correctly, it should be the one that Wuhun Palace captured when it entered the Star Dou Forest. The descendants of the 10-year-old soft-bone jade rabbit will almost certainly be enemies of Wuhun Palace in the future."

When Bibi Dong revealed that Tang San's father was Tang Hao, the master's pupils shrank, and when he revealed that Xiao Wu turned out to be a 10-year-old spirit beast, he was already shocked.

"But you want me to tell you how the twin martial souls broke through the difficulties, and then let them deal with our martial soul hall?"

But the master still said in a deep voice.

"No, as long as you tell me how you did it in the first place, I can guarantee that this disciple of mine will never be an enemy of Wuhun Palace."

"Hahaha, Yu Xiaogang, do you believe this? Also, you are late. Just a few days ago, I sent people to intercept and kill the Tiandou Empire's participating teams. , that’s Tang San.”

These words made the master's body shake violently, and he stared at Bibi Dong.

"What did you say?"

Bibi Dong didn't hide anything.

"At a young age, he has level 40 soul power and is extremely talented. The fourth soul ring of his twin martial souls is ten thousand years old. Of course, it would be fine if he was just talented, but what I didn't expect was that he turned out to be Tang Hao's. Son, tell me, can I still keep him?"

"you....."

The master rushed forward fiercely, grabbing Bibi Dong's shoulders with both hands. His eyes were covered with blood and his whole body was trembling.

Bibi Ming, who was in the Pope's Palace, seemed to feel something. Ming Meng next to him flashed and wanted to get up, but a strong hand pressed down on his shoulder. The huge force made Bibi Ming unable to move at all.

He looked up and saw the old man next to him.