Legend of the Holy God of Douluo

Zhang Yuan nodded as expected, then changed the topic and looked at Dai Yuan and asked.

"How do you plan to settle the daughter of the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King?"

"Of course you are with me."

"Aren't you afraid that her soul beast identity will be exposed and attract the covetous attention of those titled Douluo?"

"Don't worry, I will take care of it."

As for Lan Fuzi, since the Lanshan couple handed her over to him, they must have been fully prepared, and he only needed to help her get rid of some worldly interference.

"Okay, now that you've said that, when do you plan to set off?"

"When will the Soul Master Classic start?"

"one week later."

"Then we'll leave tomorrow."

"Hahaha, I have long expected your resolute temperament, and the boat has been prepared for you. This time I will go with you."

"Dai Yuan would like to thank the Great Elder."

"Oh, you are so familiar with me and you are still so polite, do you still think of yourself as an outsider?"

Seeing the gentle middle-aged man in front of him pretending to be sullen, Dai Yuan smiled slightly.

The cold moonlight outside the window casts sparkling waves on the sea, and the cold air of the night sky spreads little by little on the sea through the moonlight.

At this time, in the Pope's Palace.

Bibi Dong was working at her desk late into the night. The four-year Continental Soul Master Elite Competition was about to begin. All kinds of matters were piling up in front of the Pope and needed to be handled personally.

At this time, she was a little tired of the document in her hand, so she put it on the table, stretched out a hand and gently pressed her temple. Then, she raised her head and glanced at a dark figure outside the hall and whispered softly.

"Come in, don't catch a cold after staying outside the door for so long."

At this time, a figure slowly walked out from outside the hall, with a graceful figure and a graceful figure.

Her white and smooth short hair was gently draped over her shoulders, and her pink peach blossom eyes were staring at Bibi Dong who was sitting on the chair in front of her. Every step she took was filled with alluring charm.

"Nana, what's wrong? It's so late. Is there anything you want to tell me?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the girl came to Bibi Dong's side with a worried look, looked at the equally astonished beautiful woman in front of her, and said.

"Teacher, Dai Yuan has been away for more than two years and there is no news yet. Aren't you worried at all?"

Seeing the obvious anxiety in Hu Liena's tone, Bibi Dong was lost for a moment, and then she stretched out her fair and smooth hand to gently touch the girl's beautiful face.

"Haha, what's wrong with Nana? This kid bullied you a lot in the past. Why do you suddenly care about him today?"

Speaking of this, Bibi Dong looked at Hu Liena with a hint of teasing in her eyes.

"I, I don't, it's just that the Soul Master Classic is about to start, so I thought of him inexplicably."

Hearing such a poor excuse from the girl, Bibi Dong just smiled softly and then spoke.

"Don't worry about Dai Yuan. He is with Elder Zhang now. He sent me a message this afternoon saying that everything is fine and he will be back soon."

"Really! Ahem, oh, he, come back as soon as he comes back, I'm not afraid of him now!"

As she spoke, she pouted her little mouth, raised her little fists and waved them in the air a few times, looking very cute.

After receiving the news that Dai Yuan was fine, Hu Liena's previous worry instantly disappeared. After asking Bibi Dong for advice on some cultivation issues, she skipped away.

Seeing the girl's cheerful back as she left, Bibi Dong also smiled and shook her head.

After the girl left, the hall fell into silence again.

At this time, footsteps sounded again, and Yue Guan and Gui Mei entered the hall one after another.

Both of them looked solemn at this time, obviously not here to report any good news.Seeing this, Bibi Dong gradually put away her previous smile.

"How are things going?"

"Reporting to the Pope, after several months of investigation by Lao Gui and I, we found that the negotiations between the Qibao Glazed Sect and the Blue Lightning Overlord Sect have become increasingly frequent. It is understood that Ning Fengzhi seems to have reached an agreement with Yu Yuanzhen in private in recent days. Some kind of agreement.”

As soon as Yue Guan finished speaking, Bibi Dong's cold snort spread throughout the hall.

"Hmph, he is hedging his bets. Whoever wins is on whose side. If I hadn't been able to use this straw now, I would have pulled it out by the roots."

"Not only that, the Lower Four Sects have also become a little restless recently. There is news from His Highness Qian Renxue that the senior officials of the Lower Fourth Sects have recently secretly paid a secret visit to the royal family. Only Xue Ye knows the specific details, but this move has already made it obvious."

The ghost's low and hoarse voice once again added a touch of chill to the cool night.

Bibi Dong's eyes flickered for a moment, then she looked out the window at the night scene and sighed.

"Oh, what an eventful year it has been. It seems that we need to speed up our pace. After this Soul Master Elite Tournament, some families will have to be completely removed from the Douluo Continent!"

"Buzz!"

A terrifying wave of soul power erupted from Bibi Dong's body. At this time, Qian Daoliu, who was in the enshrinement hall, suddenly opened his eyes.

He looked in the direction of the Pope's Palace with a surprised look on his face and murmured.

"Impossible, impossible!"

At this time, at Shrek Academy in Soto City, a young man was carrying a heavy iron block and constantly dodging the attacks of a man with a heavy back and a heavy waist.

"Oh!"

There was a muffled sound, and the boy flew away, hitting a thick tree trunk and knocking off fallen leaves.

"Xiaosan, that's good. You can perform three moves from my hands while carrying another hundred kilograms of weight. You have made a lot of progress in your practice in the past two years."

The young man stood up staggeringly and chuckled at the man in front of him.

"It's all thanks to the teachers. Tang San's achievement is inseparable from the teachers' careful teachings."

After hearing this, Zhao Wuji smiled and waved his hands.

"To be able to grow to this point, your talent is also a very important factor. Otherwise, it would not be possible to reach level 42 in just two years. You are really little monsters worthy of the name."

Listening to Zhao Wuji's praise, Tang San was sarcastic and self-deprecating, but his heart felt like he had eaten honey.

But Zhao Wuji's next words suddenly pulled him out of this sweetness.

"Sigh, I wonder what happened to that kid Dai Yuan. He left without saying goodbye two years ago. I don't know what his strength is now."

Tang San didn't answer, and the previous smile on his face gradually dissipated.

"Dai Yuan's talent is extremely high, and his achievements should be no less than those of mine."

"Hahaha, of course, he was the one who survived a stick of incense from me back then. What a fucking monster!"

After the two exchanged pleasantries, Tang San returned to the dormitory.

Along the way, looking at the full moon high in the sky, there was some gloom in his eyes.

After returning to the dormitory, Oscar pushed himself into Tang San's arms and cried with runny nose and tears.

"Xiaosan, why, I'm practicing so hard, why doesn't Rongrong accept me?"