Douluo: Yun Ming in the Spirit Hall Era

Chapter 245 Yu Xiaogang PUA Bibi Dong

Wuhun City, in front of the Pope's Palace
Bibi Dong put down the letter in her hand and frowned slightly.

"This damn girl is just as annoying as her damn father."

This letter came from Tiandou City, and the main content was that Qian Renxue threatened her to ask for someone.

If Qian Renxue hadn't mentioned it, she would have forgotten about Yang Wushuang. After all, he was just a Soul Saint, so how could she notice him on a normal day? But now that Qian Renxue reminded her, and thinking of Yun Ming, she had to think carefully about whether this person had any other value.

Just as Bibi Dong was brainstorming, an armored knight walked into the palace. The knight knelt on one knee and saluted, reporting to Bibi Dong.

"Your Highness, there is an elder outside the palace who wants to see you."

Bibi Dong came back to her senses after hearing this and spoke calmly.

"Which elder?"

The knight looked at Bibi Dong with reverence and replied respectfully.

"He is a middle-aged man in his forties holding the Pope's Order, with a soul power of less than 30 levels. He calls himself 'Dashi'."

The name, strength, and characteristics all matched. Of course, Bibi Dong knew who the person was. Her beautiful face, which had been calm as if the sky would fall and the earth would not be moved at all, now showed a very clear change of emotion.

Three parts surprise, three parts astonishment, three parts pain, and one part recollection, a variety of emotions, and so on.

The knight saw that the usually high and mighty Pope had such obvious emotional fluctuations because of a waste, and the complexity of his expression was as if he had met an old lover after a long separation. The image of the tall and majestic Pope in his mind was severely impacted.

"No way, boss! Don't tell me you like this style?!"

The Herald Knight cried out in his heart, feeling that there were signs that his idol's reputation would collapse and the fans' mentality would explode.

After all, the minimum qualification for joining the Knights Templar is level 50, and they do not accept those who are too old. Now he vaguely discovered that his idol actually likes a self-righteous loser, and he really can't accept it!
You asked him why he thought that person was self-righteous. Nonsense, who would be so shameless as to call himself "Master" in front of those Soul Kings with his cultivation level of more than 13 levels? If it weren't for the honorary elder order, he would have wanted to give those two shameless bastards a hand on the spot and let them return to reality.

Bibi Dong didn't know that her image in the hearts of her fans was collapsing. She only knew that she hadn't seen him for more than 20 years. Now that she saw him again, what attitude should she have towards him, whether she should be cautious, and whether her personal state today was brilliant enough, etc. These were all the thoughts flashing through her mind.

The hall was in silence for a moment. Bibi Dong was planning and thinking about the details of the meeting and the possible content of the conversation. The messenger knight was waiting for orders from his superiors while observing the idol's varied expressions. At the same time, the terrible guess in his heart was getting closer to reality, and he roared inwardly.

'No! ! '

After thinking for a long time, Bibi Dong felt the strange looks from her subordinates, and finally remembered that she was still the Pope above all others. She quickly regained her usual calm demeanor and gave orders.

"Take him to the meeting hall and treat him well. Do not neglect him."

The knight was ordered to retreat.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

But compared to when he reported into the palace, his tone lacked a little vitality.

Bibi Dong was a little confused about the sudden change of her subordinates, but it didn't matter. The important thing was that she had to dress up quickly. There was no room for error in today's meeting. After that, a purple light flashed, and no one disappeared from the hall. As for Yang Wudi's matter, she forgot about it.

Half an hour later, in the meeting hall of the Pope's Palace, Dashi quietly drank the fine tea and waited quietly.

He was the only one in the huge meeting hall of over a thousand square meters. Dashi's eyes were always focused on the fragrant tea in his hand. He never took a second look at the magnificent surroundings. He just waited quietly. As the former young master of Blue Lightning, these things were still difficult to attract him.

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

"You guys are waiting outside. No one is allowed to disturb you without my order."

"Yes."

Dashi finally turned his gaze away from Xiangming and looked towards the door of the meeting hall.

The door opened and Bibi Dong walked in from outside.

She was wearing a black robe with gold patterns, a nine-curved purple gold crown on her head, and a two-meter-long scepter inlaid with countless gems. Her fair skin and nearly perfect face made her look so unique and dazzling.

Especially the invisible nobleness and holiness that emanates from him, which makes people want to worship him.

Dashi sat down, and Bibi Dong also stopped. The two people's eyes collided in the air. No sparks burst out. There was something more in Dashi's indifferent eyes, apologetic, reminiscent, but more of it was disappointment.

"You came."

Bibi Dong's voice is no longer as majestic as usual, and it is easy to give people a feeling of gentleness and elegance. In other words, it has a bit of a clip tone.

As a gigolo, although our master does not have many practical cases, he is gifted. As soon as Bibi Dong's voice came out, he knew that she still had feelings for him. He instinctively adjusted his strategy, his eyes became difficult, he stood up with his hands on the table in front of him, turned to Bibi Dong and said.

"Yes, I'm here. Are you okay?"

Yu Xiaogang's sudden concern made Bibi Dong feel a little overwhelmed. She was very happy, but she didn't want this person to know that she was happy, so she just replied.

"What's wrong with being above ten thousand people? As the ruler of the Spirit Hall, even the emperors of the two empires have to show respect to me. Do you think there is anything wrong with me?"

Hearing Bibi Dong's reply, Yu Xiaogang immediately took advantage of the opportunity and sighed.

"Bibi Dong, I know the pain in your heart."

Bibi Dong said proudly.

"Bibi Dong? If you hadn't said it, I would have almost forgotten this name. Please call me Pope, or Your Majesty. I am no longer the silly Bibi Dong."

"Yes, His Majesty the Pope."

Dashi responded dejectedly, his pupils shrank a little, a trace of pain flowed out of his eyes, he turned around, walked to the place where he had sat before, stood, holding the fragrant tea in his hand, the whole person seemed to be immersed in the memories of the past.

Looking at Dashi's back, the indifference in the Pope's eyes disappeared, and a trace of some reluctance flashed across her eyes.

That is to say, the knight from before was not present, otherwise he would have to risk his life to advise Bibi Dong to wake up. This idiot is controlling you mentally!
Bibi Dong tried to remain calm.

"Why did you come to see me?"

(End of this chapter)