Douba's Strongest Master System

Chapter 150 Bibi Dong

In front of the gate of the Pope's Palace, the towering arches flowed with a touch of gold, and a ray of light reflected the shadow of a person in front of the gate.

His name is Yu Xiaogang

It is the corner of wisdom in the Golden Triangle!
"Stop!" Under the arch, two palace knights in pure silver armor drew out their swords that were shining with cold light, crossed them in a cross shape, and stopped him.

Immediately, more than a hundred palace guards moved in unison, and the sudden sound of drawing their swords was like snow in late winter, cold and biting.

"This is a forbidden place, take a step closer, and kill me!" The voice seemed to come from Jiuyou, without a trace of human emotion, and the indifferent gaze was fixed on Yu Xiaogang, creating a murderous aura that was enough to make the Soul Emperor terrified. The tip of the iceberg of Wuhundian's power!
Facing hundreds of palace knights whose strength was much higher than his own, Yu Xiaogang's expression was neither sad nor joyful, his indifferent eyes swept over the mighty palace knights in front of him, and slowly raised his hand.

A token with a faint streamer of light contrasted brilliantly with the gold of the arch.

As if by magic, it attracted the attention of the Knights of the Temple, and on the token was a pattern of six spirits!

Even if they were as strong as them, they couldn't help shivering, and quickly knelt down on one knee, saying in a respectful tone: "See the elder!"

Yu Xiaogang withdrew his gaze and didn't pay attention to the knights guarding the temple. He said in an indifferent voice: "Take me to see the Pope." The leading knight took a deep breath, and there was an imperceptible look of fear in the depths of his eyes. .

What he was afraid of was not the token that symbolized the elders, but the two words that the middle-aged man in front of him spat out: Pope!
This Pope is known as the most powerful leader in the history of Wuhun Temple, and to them, he is like a god!Her strength is not only reflected in her leadership ability, but more importantly, the strength of this pope has reached an unfathomable level!
After a cup of tea, Yu Xiaogang quietly tasted the high-quality tea in the Pope's Palace, waiting silently.

If the Shrek Seven Monsters were here, they would find that the master's indifference was very similar to Chen Qiye's indifference, as if there was nothing in the world that could really move them, but the essential difference was that Yu Xiaogang saw through The indifference between life and death, Chen Qiye is invincible in the world.

Finally, there was a 'creak' sound from the golden arch, followed by a gentle voice like the wind: "You wait outside, no one is allowed to come in unless there is something urgent."

Accompanied by the sound of agreement falling neatly, a woman who is not too tall came slowly.

She was dressed in a robe inlaid with black and gold patterns, which looked luxurious but not extravagant.

The tiara is made of purple gold, and under the light, it shows her noble status that does not allow any profanity.

The scepter in his hand was about two meters long, and the most dazzling thing was the star-studded gemstones on the scepter, each of which was probably priceless.If Flender were here, he would probably be amazed.

But Yu Xiaogang didn't pay attention to these things, he only had that almost perfect face in his eyes.

This is a stunning woman. Although she is over fifty years old, the years have not left traces on this face. She looks like she is in her twenties, and she looks like she is in her late thirties. Three points more charm.

Her appearance added a lot of emotion to Yu Xiaogang's indifferent gaze, which seemed apologetic, but also reminiscent, and more of a sense of sadness.

In the end, these emotions blended together, and the result was a sigh.

The woman's steps also stopped, and her gaze also changed complicatedly. The scepter seemed to be knocked lightly on the bricks and stones on the ground because of this momentary loss of consciousness, and there was a 'boom' that interrupted the atmosphere. Voice.

"You're here." This voice is very soft and light, just like the shyness of a young girl Huaichun, it sounds like a spring breeze, which makes people's hearts beat.

Even if Yu Xiaogang is past his age, he still trembled slightly, but a bitter taste rose from his heart, and he pressed his hands on the table, as if he had to rely on the strength of his hands to stand up. : "Yes, I'm here, you, how are you?"

"What do you think is wrong with me?" The woman laughed softly, as if laughing at herself, but also with emotion: "In this world, people who have seen me will be courteous, respectful, and even worshiped. Ruler, is there anything wrong?"

The voice fell, and there was a moment of silence between the two.

And her identity is ready to be revealed!

Bibi Dong!
The contemporary pope, a magnificent woman!

After the silence, there was finally a sigh: "Bibi Dong, I know the pain in your heart."

Bibi Dong's expression didn't change, and his eyes moved up slightly, as if he was recalling: "You didn't call out this name, I think I've forgotten it. That silly Bibi Dong is long gone, you should respectfully call me the Pope, or the Crown Prince." Down."

yes!forgotten!

When Yu Xiaogang heard the words, helplessness flashed across his eyes, and in this helplessness, there was pain.

He turned around, preventing Bibi Dong from reading what was in his eyes, and softly let out a voice from his mouth: "Yes, Your Majesty the Pope."

How much heartache is contained in the simple five words, no one understands, maybe even Yu Xiaogang doesn't understand.

He lightly picked up the tea and wanted to take a sip, but found that the tea was cold.

What was cooling down was his reminiscence years with Bibi Dong, a memory buried in time.

"Tell me, I haven't seen you for 20 years, you came to see me today, what's the matter?" Bibi Dong's voice regained its calmness, which lost three points of friendliness and seven points of indifference.After the words were finished, Yu Xiaogang had already turned around, but he was the same as Bibi Dong, no extra emotions, only the usual indifference.

"I really have something to ask for, than..."

Yu Xiaogang uttered a sound, and his voice paused slightly: "Can His Majesty tell you how you overcame the difficulty of twin martial souls at the beginning!"

Hearing this, Bibi Dong's voice suddenly became cold, and even sneered: "Yu Xiaogang, you haven't come to see me for 20 years, but today you are here for the disciple of the Clear Sky School?" The voice fell, and the tone became emotionless: "It's a pity, you are late, just a few days ago, I sent people to go to the west of the Tiandou Empire team's only way to attack and kill them, the target is Tang San Disciple of Haotian School!"

"What did you say!" Yu Xiaogang trembled suddenly when he heard the words, anger spread into his eyes, and he glared at Bibi Dong like a hungry tiger.

It's just that there was no change in that Qingshi face, and he shook his head slightly indifferently: "A genius who is close to the Heaven Dou Empire and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, do you think the Wuhun Palace will tolerate his growth? Besides, he is still a member of the Haotian School !"

"He is my disciple!" Yu Xiaogang was about to burst into tears, stepped on Bibi Dong's shoulders with both hands, and said: "You know, I have no children in my life, and he is like my son! If Xiaosan If there is any accident, then I, Yu Xiaogang, will only do one thing in my life!"

"What's the matter?" Bibi Dong was taken aback by his sudden ferocity.

"Destroy the Wuhun Temple at all costs!" The voice seemed to come from hell, full of ferocious and crazy taste.

PS: There will be another update later, let me go to dinner first.

(End of this chapter)