Douluo: Miss Tangmen, she burst into the audience

Chapter 60 Returning to the Spirit Hall
Tang Qingxi just left, leaving Ning Fengzhi behind, and he had more doubts in his heart.

Is there really something wrong inside Wuhundian?What does Tang Qingxi mean by revealing this news to himself?
But after clarifying Tang Qingxi's identity, Ning Fengzhi really needs to rest assured, after all, the unknown is more disturbing.

Finding Chang Zong, who had already delivered the goods, explained that Qibao Liulizong didn't need to pay this time, so Tang Qingxi led the team out of Qibao Liulizong.

Afterwards, Chang Zong returned to Suotuo City with his people, while Tang Qingxi headed towards Wuhun City.

The distance from Tiandou to Wuhun City is not close, and it took Tang Qingxi seven days to get there with all his strength.

Compared with Tiandou Capital City, Wuhun City is much smaller, not even a tenth of the area of ​​Tiandou City.But this is the place most soul masters in Douluo Continent yearn for.

The city wall of Wuhun City, which is small in size, was built according to the standard of the capital of the empire. The 80-meter-high city wall looks extremely majestic, and its thickness is also more than 30 meters. It is completely repaired from granite.

This city didn't exist originally, and it was completely built with the funds of Wuhundian.

The most peculiar thing is that Wuhun City is not quadrangular like ordinary cities, but has six sides.That is, it has six walls.All the patrolling personnel on the city wall were soul masters, wearing the exclusive uniform of the Wuhun Temple.

On each of the six city walls, there is a huge relief, which symbolizes the six famous and powerful martial spirits on the main road.

Wuhun City looked very empty, there were not many pedestrians on the street, and there were few shops.Most of these shops sell some items that soul masters need, and they even have space storage soul guides.

Of course, quality and capacity are just that.

Tang Qingxi entered Wuhun City and headed towards the hill in the center of Wuhun City.

Wuhun City was built around this hill, and on that hill, there were two very eye-catching buildings.

The most magnificent building on the mountainside, with a column structure, a dome, and a golden material on the surface, shimmering in the sun, is the Pope's Palace.

The Pope of Wuhundian lives there, and of course, Tang Qingxi also lives there.

And the other one is located on the top of the hill, only about one-third the size of the Pope's Palace, and its surface is as white as jade. It is the highest existence of the Wuhun Palace, the Douluo Palace.

To the outside world, it was a place where only dead Title Douluo could stay, it could be said to be the grave of Title Douluo.

But there is actually a living person living in it, a person who has been retired to the outside world for a long time, and only very old high-level soul masters can possibly know, a person who is the father of the pope in the Wuhun Temple, and enshrines Qian Daoliu .

Looking at the Douluo Palace, Tang Qingxi's eyes turned cold for a moment.

Qian Daoliu's cultivation base is really high, and his strength is extremely strong, but unfortunately his family education is not good, what kind of thing is the son he taught.

Looking back, Tang Qingxi walked directly towards the Pope's Palace.

At this time, in the meeting hall of the Pope's Palace, the atmosphere was solemn.

Tang Qingxi walked outside the meeting hall and saw many temple guards guarding the meeting hall with vigilant expressions, so he knew that there was a meeting inside.

She was also not interested in participating in the interruption, so she walked around the meeting hall directly.

When he arrived at the Pope's bedroom, Tang Qingxi put the white cat on his shoulders on the table casually, threw off his coat and fell on it.

After driving for seven days, she was also a little tired, so she took a nap first.

The white cat squatted on the table for a while, seeing Tang Qingxi's breath gradually stabilized, looked around, and jumped onto the soft bed, curled up on the wide armrest of the soft bed, and closed his eyes.

When Tang Qingxi woke up, it was completely dark, and she was covered with a soft and comfortable blanket.

The hall was very dark, only a lamp embedded with luminous gemstones was placed on the table, and it was covered with a cover, making the emitted light very weak.

Bibi Dong, who had shed the luxurious Pope's attire during the day, was wearing a white gauze dress, her long hair was loose, and she was sitting at the table with a soft face, flipping through a book with the faint light.

The white cat was lying on Bibi Dong's side, looking at the contents of the book together with its head poised.

Tang Qingxi turned over, stretched her waist, didn't get up, she still lay lazily, and said, "Remove the cover when reading a book, what's the point of reading so lightly?"

"Are you awake?" Bibi Dong turned her head when she heard the sound, and asked softly.

With that said, he put down the book in his hand and walked over, sat sideways on the side of the soft couch, and reached out to brush Tang Qingxi's sleepy hair to his ears.

And Tang Qingxi yawned immediately, showing that he didn't get enough sleep.

Bibi Dong couldn't help laughing, it was rare to see Tang Qingxi so relaxed.

But Tang Qingxi didn't let himself relax for long, and immediately got up and sat on the soft bed: "How's your inner strength?"

"Mingyu Divine Art has reached the sixth level." Bibi Dong replied.

Tang Qingxi raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and smiled: "No wonder they tried every means to control you. Your martial arts talent is not much better than me back then. Although it is really slower than me, but I already had Tang Sect back then. The bottom line is that as someone who has never been in contact with you, it is truly amazing that you can practice at such a speed."

Bibi Dong sighed lightly, and tried to smile, if she could, she would rather not have such a talent.

"I asked you to prepare earlier, are you ready?" Tang Qingxi decisively changed the subject.

Bibi Dong nodded when she heard the words: "It's all done, are you level [-]?"

"Yes." Tang Qingxi nodded.

"I also said that I practice fast. You just left the capital of killing a few months ago, right? This is level [-]." Bibidong smiled and patted Tang Qingxi's head, then quickly withdrew his hand.

Although he knew Tang Qingxi's origin and knew that the person in front of him had lived no younger than himself, but now Tang Qingxi did have an immature face, and he was cute when he was quiet, so he really wanted to masturbate.

Tang Qingxi couldn't help but glanced at Bibidong: "Go and fuck Arou."

Ah Rou: "..."

Then Tang Qingxi took out the top-quality ore bought at Qibao Liulizong and put it on the table: "I bought this at Qibao Liulizong."

As he spoke, he glanced at Bibi Dong: "I sold a batch of hidden weapons to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, which can be regarded as giving them more ability to protect themselves. I bought these from them again. You first use the materials to make the rainstorm pear blossom needles that you are sure of. Components."

"Okay." Bibi Dong nodded, and put away all the ore.

"That Tang Hao's son is really interesting." Tang Qingxi leaned against the limp, talking about what he had seen and heard during these days.

Bibi Dong raised her eyebrows curiously: "How?"

"He is from the Tang Sect." Tang Qingxi said directly, "Outer Sect disciple, the talent is fair, but he should not have been out of the Tang Sect very much, and his temper is relatively naive. But he respects my identity and is obedient."

(End of this chapter)