Douluo: I became a god after I became Tang San's sister

Tang Hao left without hesitation, so no one noticed the change in his expression. These people were really patient. The pressure he applied was not just enough to make them hold on to the end, but enough to make them faint when they were almost at the end.

He originally wanted to use this training to strike a blow against them, but it seems he failed.

In the following days, Tang Qingyi lived in dire straits, as if several people were living in hell, and their eyes were so tired that the light was almost gone.

They also practiced desperately for this, just to reach the bottleneck period, so that they could get the opportunity to practice in seclusion and briefly escape the life-threatening training.

Finally, after a few months, they reached a bottleneck period, followed by a breakthrough and advancement.

The academy arranged for a soul master to accompany them to obtain soul rings. Finally, they escaped from hell and had the rare opportunity to go out for a walk.

At this time, Tang Qingyi was also suddenly summoned by Bibi Dong. Before leaving, Tang Hao came to see her once but didn't say anything, which made her confused.

But the Pope's Palace at this moment was not as peaceful as Tang Qingyi had imagined.

Encouraged by Tang San, the master finally came to the Pope's Palace to talk to Bibi Dong.

When Bibi Dong heard that Yu Xiaogang was coming to her with the Pope's decree, her heart was in turmoil. She almost crushed the handle of the Pope's throne, but she couldn't show any flaws on her face, and pretended to be calm and invited Yu Xiaogang in.

Yu Xiaogang was the only one sitting in the empty meeting hall of the Pope's Palace. He sipped the fine tea in his hand, feeling mixed emotions.

Bibi Dong tidied up her appearance and went to the meeting room to meet Yu Xiaogang. The three-meter-high arch opened, and she heard her own voice saying, "You wait outside. No one is allowed to come in without my order."

"Yes."

When Yu Xiaogang heard the familiar voice, his eyes finally shifted away from the fragrant tea and he looked towards the door.

Her voice remained the same, but seemed softer than she remembered, without the lovely arrogance she once had.

The woman came in from the gate, holding a scepter in her hand, dressed noble, and with that perfect and delicate face, she must be difficult to approach.

However, the sacred temperament and expression make people unable to help but feel worship and want to get closer.

As soon as Yu Xiaogang saw her, his heart began to waver. The person he had loved was so beautiful and dazzling, yet made him feel terribly far away.

He looked at his gray self. His face had aged. He no longer had the bookish air and youthfulness he once had. How could he be worthy of her?

Thinking of this, Yu Xiaogang's eyes dimmed a little.

The master couldn't help but stand up when he saw the woman walking in, and Bibi Dong also stopped the moment she saw him.

The two people's eyes met in the air, stirring up some waves in their hearts, and finally returning to calm.

Bibi Dong was uneasy, but because of her extreme concern, she couldn't miss the emotions in Yu Xiaogang's eyes.

Unlike what she had guessed, his eyes were filled with memories and guilt, and even a bit of love and reluctance!

It wasn't that Bibi Dong had never agreed to Yu Xiaogang's whereabouts. It was just that after he gave up on her and left, he started a new relationship, which made her heartbroken and she no longer wanted to recall it.

Not only that, the other party's lover turned out to be his cousin who was incomparable to her at all, which made Bibi Dong even more difficult to accept.

Bibi Dong's eyes became complicated as she looked at Yu Xiaogang. They were about to be over 50 years old, so how could the love they had in their youth still exist?

The cane in Bibi Dong's hand fell gently to the ground, making a "ding" sound.

"You're here." The soft and pleasant voice made Yu Xiaogang feel like spring breeze and his heart softened a little.

Yu Xiaogang looked at the still charming woman in front of him. His anxiety and rationality before coming here were suppressed by the emotions in his heart. He asked her in a trembling voice:

"How are you doing, Dong'er?"

Bibi Dong's body froze when she heard this familiar title, and she looked at Yu Xiaogang with a forced look of indifference.

"Okay? Of course I am. What's wrong with me being above everyone else? I am now the Pope, and even the emperors of the two empires have to show respect to me. What's wrong with me?"

Yu Xiaogang listened to her deliberately yin and yang tone, and knew that she had been resentful of him for the past few years. But resentment was fine, because it showed that she still had feelings for him, which was better than being a stranger.

But Bibi Dong's words still left scars in his heart. It was his fault that he didn't have the courage to ask Bibi Dong why her attitude changed so drastically. He was angry for a while and said those hurtful words before leaving.

But he is already this old. If he doesn't be brave again, he may never have any contact with Bibi Dong again in his life.

"Donger, I came here this time to have a good talk with you. Are you willing to give me another chance?"

Bibi Dong was shocked when she heard his words. Looking at the expectation in Yu Xiaogang's eyes, she was a little dazed for a moment.

When she was young, she was sulking and didn't talk to Yu Xiaogang. That idiot didn't know how to coax her. He just looked at her blankly with pleading eyes, asking her not to be angry anymore.

Now, was she mistaken? How could Xiaogang do that?

Seeing that Bibi Dong didn't respond to him for a long time, Yu Xiaogang turned around and sat down regretfully, taking a big gulp of tea.

That's right, it's fine that the incident back then was so ugly. Bibi Dong is now a noble pope, and he is not even as good as he was back then. The gap between their status is getting bigger and bigger, so how can there be any value in talking to each other?

Thinking of this, Yu Xiaogang couldn't help but put on a bitter smile on his face. He was confused and lost his composure. He was famous for his wisdom, but he couldn't even make plans.

However, Yu Xiaogang clenched the teacup in his hand. Based on the information Tang San had given him, he had already figured out the truth of the matter.

Dong'er has suffered so much for him, he must not be cowardly and retreat. This time, he wants to grab happiness with his own hands.

Looking at the master's back, the last trace of indifference in Bibi Dong's heart disappeared, and there was a bit of pity in her eyes. After struggling, Bibi Dong finally sat in the seat opposite the master and poured herself a cup of fragrant tea.

"Don't call me Dong'er anymore. I'm no longer the simple Bibi Dong."

Yu Xiaogang looked up at her, a look of deep pain flashing in his eyes.

Bibi Dong turned her head away, trying hard to maintain her last bit of pope demeanor.

"Tell me, what do you want to talk about?"

Yu Xiaogang was delighted with Bibi Dong's concession, but with so many thoughts clogged his mind, he didn't know what to say.

Should he bring up the old scores? But he already knew the truth, so why bother tearing open the scars on his lover's body? But if he asked to get back together directly, regardless of whether he could save face, Dong'er would probably not agree.