"Something is wrong." Tang Hao smiled bitterly, "Bibi Dong is the saint of Wuhun Palace, the future pope, and a rare owner of twin martial souls in the world. So far, Bibi Dong is still Yunying's unmarried body. She is The Flower of the High Mountains in Wuhun Palace, the goddess that many young soul masters dream of? You said that given how much Wuhun Palace values ​​her, how could there be no movement if Bibi Dong really wants to get married and have children?"

Mi Tang couldn't help but opened her mouth in shock.

"She, then this is..."

Tang Hao asked, "Are you sure?"

Mi Tang hesitated a little, not because he hesitated in his pulse diagnosis, but because he realized that he seemed to have revealed a huge secret.

"I diagnosed her pulse at that time, and it was indeed..." Mi Tang hesitated for a while and asked Tang Hao, "Haotian Sect and Wuhun Palace have a bad relationship?"

Tang Hao understood it in his heart and understood what she was worried about in her mind.

"The relationship between Haotian Sect and Wuhun Palace was good in the early years. After all, my grandfather was still in charge of the sect at that time, and Wuhun Palace also had a peerless Douluo with the spirit of Seraphim. The strength of the two was balanced. Regardless of sincerity It's just a lie, the relationship is naturally good." Tang Hao said, "It's just that later my grandfather went out to find a way to break through the hundredth level. The Haotian Sect lost Peerless Douluo and Wuhun Palace had no fear. Of course, the relationship between the two was not good. You can rest assured. , Haotian Sect will not use Bibi Dong’s incident to criticize Wuhun Palace, it sounds too slutty.”

No matter whose child Bibi Dong was carrying, why did she drag her depleted body to the Killing City just after giving birth? Bibi Dong went to the Killing City, naturally for the Killing God Domain, to enhance her strength, just to go there. The timing was somewhat meaningful - Tang Hao didn't even want to use this to counterattack Wuhun Palace head-on.This was as disdainful as criticizing the opponent's women for being promiscuous, and Tang Hao disdained it.

Mi Tang whispered, "Bibi Dong did... come to the Killing City right after giving birth."

The two looked at each other.

Here comes the problem-

Who was the man who got Bibi Dong pregnant?

She was pregnant in ten months. As a saint of Wuhun Palace, how could Bibi Dong hide her towering pregnant belly from Wuhun Palace?

the most important is--

Tang Hao whispered, "According to what you said, we can roughly estimate the time when Bibi Dong was pregnant, but during that time there was no news in Wuhun Palace, not even a little movement. The saint got pregnant before marriage, no If you talk about chasing the man, Wuhun Palace won’t stand it.”

The position of the saint is too important.

The next pope must be protected by at least one Contra in secret.

In other words, this matter should have happened under the nose of Wuhun Palace and with permission.

Without permission, the child in Bibi Dong's belly would not have been born for ten months... and she couldn't hide it!

Of course, there is also a possibility——

The person who got Bibi Dong pregnant was someone outside the Wuhun Palace. His strength made everyone in the Wuhun Palace fear him. They dared not speak out in anger, so they could only endure it.

But the Wuhun Palace still has Qian Daoliu, an old immortal, sitting in charge!

Qian Daoliu was defeated, and the entire Wuhun Palace was tight-lipped. It was either a peerless Douluo or a god.

Emmm...

Tang Hao speculated that the man was most likely a high-ranking figure in Wuhun Palace, or someone with great power and a higher status than the Saint of Wuhun Palace. His strength was at least Titled Douluo level... After such a screening, there seemed to be no suspicious targets. How many...

Either the enshrined elder of Wuhun Palace, the Pope Qianxunji, or Qiandaoliu himself?

The former was okay, but when the two targets jumped out, Tang Hao almost crushed the wine glass in his hand.

Qian Xunji is Bibi Dong's mentor, and Qian Daoliu is an old Goubi who is over 120 years old and of the same generation as his grandfather Tang Chen.

On the other hand, the woman, Bibi Dong, is only in her 20s and in her prime of youth.

No matter which arrangement or combination it was, Tang Hao couldn't bear to look at it.

If this is the case, there seems to be nothing wrong with Mi Tang saying that she is a miserable person.

However, these are all his speculations, and the authenticity is not high. He still needs to send someone to secretly find out the news.

When he arrived, he was curious, who was this man?

When the two were chatting, Tang Hao deliberately used his soul power to block the possibility of outside eavesdropping, so no one knew what they said.

Outsiders couldn't hear what they said, but they could still hear what was going on outside.

"Dong'er... Dong'er - don't leave me - don't..."

The drunk man was still mumbling. Mi Tang stretched his neck and took a look curiously, and found that the man was just a great soul master in his early twenties.

"Maybe...it's the same name, right?"

Mi Tang was a little unsure.

Now that we know that Bibi Dong is the saint of Wuhun Palace, it should be impossible for her to have any interaction with the great soul master in his twenties.

On the contrary, Tang Hao looked thoughtful.

"Look at the clan emblem on his clothes, it should be from the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family."

Mi Tang was curious, "Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex? I remember it was also from the Shangsan clan, right?"

"The martial souls of the direct disciples of the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex family are all Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex, which can be called the number one beast martial spirit."

If the constant support of Qibao Glazed Sect was not too buggy, Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus should be ranked second instead of third.

Mi Tang didn't want to worry about this drunkard at first, but when he heard that he was from the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex family, he became a little interested.

Direct disciples of the last three sects are not something you can come across casually.

She was tired of seeing the Clear Sky Hammer, and she hadn't seen the rumored "dragon" yet.

Tang Hao said, "If you really want to see a dragon, you have to find a direct line of the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus at the Soul Saint level, a great Soul Master... Tsk!"

"show off!"

Of course, someone's sultry expression is a bit cute.

"Wine...where's my drink? The bartender——"

The drunk man was very drunk, his cheeks were red, and he looked a little thin. His short black hair was parted in three parts, and his appearance could only be described as regular.

"Do you know Bibi Dong?"

Mi Tang was more curious about whether the Bibi Dong mentioned by the drunkard was the same person as the Bibi Dong she knew.

When the drunk man heard the name that was so familiar to his bones, he felt dazed and raised his head.

The chandelier in the bar was very bright. The drunk man looked up and did not see Mi Tang's face clearly. Instead, he was stung by the light of the chandelier and cried rational tears.

"Bibi Dong... Dong'er - haha ​​- Dong'er - I miss you so much..."

The drunk man lowered his head again and covered his eyes with his palms to relieve the discomfort caused by the light.

"The Bibi Dong you are talking about is the Saint of Wuhun Palace?"

Mi Tang sat down opposite the drunkard and continued to ask.

I don't know whether the words "Martial Soul Hall" or "Saint Girl" stimulated the drunkard, and his mood suddenly became very excited.

Without waiting for Mi Tang to react, Tang Hao, with quick eyes and quick hands, pressed him on the table and told him to calm down.

"Third sister, have you sobered up?"

Mi Tang took out a bottle of hangover pills from the package, and Tang Hao roughly fed him two pills.

The sobering pills are extremely effective, and the drunkard regains some sobriety not long after being fed them.

"Sober up?"

When Mi Tang saw that the drunk man's eyes were bright again, he knew that the hangover pill had worked.

A painful choked sob escaped from the drunk man's mouth, he held his forehead with his palms and frowned tightly.

"Who are you two?"

The drunk man's voice was slightly deeper.

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