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Half an hour later, in the deliberative hall of the Pope’s Palace, the master quietly drank the fine tea and waited quietly.

He was the only one in the thousands of square meters large conference hall at this time.

The master's gaze was always focused on the fragrant tea in his hand, and he never took a second look at the magnificent surroundings. He just quietly waited for the destined person.

The three-meter-high arch opened, and a soft voice sounded outside.

"You are waiting at the door, no one is allowed to step in without my order."

"Yes."

The master finally moved his gaze away from the fragrant tea and looked in the direction of the door of the discussion hall.

There, there is a beauty, an eternal beauty.

She has a symmetrical figure, a luxurious black robe with gold patterns, dragged all the way on the ground, wearing a nine-curved purple gold crown, holding a scepter about two meters long and inlaid with countless expensive gems, and her snowy skin is smooth and soft. Bright, with a trace of holy light, makes her look like an angel falling into the world, full of the supreme sacredness, and people can only look at it from a distance.

The master slid his throat up and down, those eyes that looked indifferent from everything, for the first time there was a drastic emotional change.

Ordinary people will worship this woman, low-level spirit masters will feel admiration, and spirit masters of the same level will be in awe.

Only the master is different, his eyes are so complicated, there is guilt, there is anxiety, there is fiery, there is nostalgia, and the hidden touch of love.

An old friend who has not seen him for many years has his eyes facing each other, and sparks seem to be rubbing in the air.

Women are all made like water, and the majestic gaze on weekdays is a little more tender. Although she looks only about thirty years old, in fact, she is one year older than the master and has already passed fifty. , The scepter in his hand fell on the ground with a small ding sound.

Woman: "You are here."

Master: "I'm here."

Woman: "You shouldn't have come."

Master: "But I still came."

The woman's eyes dropped, staring again at this familiar face not far away. After a long time, she slowly said, "Twenty years have passed."

Master: "Twenty years."

The woman sighed softly, "It's been twenty years."

The master was silent.

The woman walked a few steps forward, trying to raise her hand to touch the familiar face in front of her as she did in the past, halfway up her hand, after all, realizing that she is no longer what she was 20 years ago, her eyes flickered. His hands were stiff in the air, and he never moved forward even an inch.

"If you don't come, I'm afraid I will never find you."

The master had complicated eyes and said, "It's very possible."

The woman's chest was visibly up and down, she was angry.

The master sighed and said, "Bibi Dong, I know the pain in your heart."

woman:"……"

Can you speak?

Can't chat and shut up, can you?

Taking a deep breath, Bibi Dong's beautiful lips outlined an arc that didn't know whether it was a mockery or a sneer, and said: Weizunsyxs.com www.weizunsyxs.com

"I suffer? I don't know how well I am now. I am the pope above ten thousand people. As the ruler of the Wuhun Temple, even the emperors of the two empires have to bow to me when they see me, you It's so funny that I still feel that I'm having a hard time!"

The master's lips moved slightly: "Bibi Dong..."

"Don't call me Bibi Dong!" Bibi Dong frowned, as if she had changed back to the majestic pope in charge, and said: "You should call me the pope, or call me the crown."

Yes, the feminine and beautiful woman in front of me is the supreme ruler of the spirit hall today, the target of all soul masters, the Pope.

She is the youngest pope in the history of Wuhun Temple, taking over as the pope when she was less than forty years old.

At first, many people questioned it.

But with the passage of time, under her diligent governance, the Wuhun Temple has developed more rapidly and more united. Many people have already believed that she will be the best generation of Pope in the Wuhun Temple.

"Yes... under the crown of the Pope."

The corner of the master's mouth was a bit bitter, and the warmth that the two had just met has been replaced by another relationship.

The master silently turned and returned to his seat just now, silent as a sculpture.

There was a wave of waves in Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes, and quickly converged to the bottom of his eyes. Shi Shiran sat on his main seat and said:

"Nothing does not go to the Three Treasures Palace, what can you do with me?"

To be honest, Bibi Dong had some expectations in his heart, and the master would be able to say "I can't find you if there is nothing wrong", similar words.

Even a lie was enough to make Bibi Dong happy for a long time.

Unfortunately, the master let her down with a mouth.

"Under the crown of the Pope, I am here to ask for something."

Bibi Dong couldn't hide the disappointment on his face, and he didn't expect that the master would not even coax her with a lie.

She pretended to be surprised and sneered:

"The great master will come to beg me? This doesn't seem to be your character, right."

The master naturally heard the ridicule in Bibi Dong’s dialect, but didn’t care much. If it was about his own affairs, he would never come to ask Bibi Dong for anything, but for his own disciple Tang San, who loves his father and son, he must come. trip.

"Under the crown of the Pope, I want to know how you got through the difficulty of twin martial arts."

During this period of time, Tang San tried to become stronger and catch up with Yang Ming's footsteps. He also thought about developing his second martial spirit. Unfortunately, Haotianzong, as the second martial spirit, was more difficult to use than he imagined.

Bibi Dong curled his mouth and asked:

"Why should I help you?"

In a word, it directly blocked all the next rhetoric of the master.

Sometimes a woman's heart is very small, and when she is holding a grudge against someone, she can't even hold a needle and thread.

When the master meets, he will be more enthusiastic, speak nicer, and say that he is not happy than Bi Dongyi, and will tell him one or two.

It's a pity that, with the master's mouth, in this life, don't even think about making up girls with clever words. I don't know what Bibi Dong and Liu Erlong were after him.

Seeing the master looking flat, Bibi Dong was so happy, he didn't care about selling a news, and said:

"Yu Xiaogang, you don't have to think about running around for your disciple. Just a few days ago, I sent people to the place where the Heaven Dou Empire team must pass to intercept and kill, Yang Ming and Tang San, and Your beloved cousin Liu Erlong, including most of your Shrek Academy, must die!"

The words Bibi Dong said were murderous, and the master's expression suddenly changed with horror. The tiger's body shook again and again, and he stood up suddenly, glaring at Bibi Dong, and shouted:

"what did you say?"