Douluo's nine swords seal the sky

"Dang Dang Dang~"

"His Majesty the Pope, someone is looking for you!"

In the bedroom on the second floor of the Pope's Palace of Wuhun Palace, just as Nan Zhu and Bibi Dong were holding each other's faces and twisting their hands together, there was a sudden knock on the door outside the bedroom.

Immediately afterwards, a respectful female voice sounded!

"Sister Dong, Dong'er, someone is looking for you!"

At this moment, Nan Zhu's handsome little face was pinched tightly by Bibi Dong, looking a little cute! And Nan Zhu's two small hands pinched Bibi Dong's stunningly beautiful face, and they felt extremely smooth and soft.

The whole pretty face was so tender and tender, as if Bibi Dong's pretty face could be crushed with just a little force. Her skin was so thick that it could be broken with a blow, so Nan Zhu didn't dare to use too much force for fear of ruining Bibi Dong's pretty face.

When they heard the knock on the door and the woman's voice outside the bedroom, they both stopped instantly. Nan Zhu was afraid that Bibi Dong might not hear it, so she couldn't help but remind her.

"Hmph! I'll let you go this time. If you dare to tease my sister again next time, just kneel down and beg for mercy!" Bibi Dong looked at Nanzhu's little face that had been kneaded into a disgraceful shape, but deep down in her heart I thought it was a bit funny, so I couldn't help but said arrogantly.

Then he let go of the two jade hands holding Nan Zhu's small face!

"Hmph! I'm letting you go this time. Next time Sister Dong'er dares to pinch my handsome face, I won't be merciful." After Bibi Dong let go, Nan Zhu's handsome little face also showed up. A sense of masculinity emerged that refused to admit defeat.

Afterwards, Nan Zhu followed Bibi Dong and walked to the bedroom door to open the door.

"Your Majesty the Pope!"

As soon as the bedroom door opened, Nan Zhu saw a girl who looked about fifteen or sixteen years old standing at the door. Seeing Bibi Dong walking out of the room, he saluted and greeted Bibi Dong respectfully.

This girl was a maid in the Pope's Palace, and she often served Bibi Dong. Nan Zhu looked quite familiar with her.

"Who is looking for me? Where is he now?"

Bibi Dong adjusted her posture slightly. Although her pretty face was a little flushed, what she exuded from her whole body at this moment was an unparalleled aloof temperament of a cold queen, which was completely different from when she was alone with Nan Zhu just now. The maid continued. He didn't even dare to look Bibi Dong in the face, let alone discover her subtle anomaly.

"She is outside the palace. Your Majesty the Pope, please come with me!" The maid raised her head and glanced at Bibi Dong. She saw that Bibi Dong's whole body exuded a feeling that made people want to worship. She really felt that this woman It's too powerful.

As a woman, Bibi Dong can become the female pope who dominates the entire Wuhun Palace, but she can only be a maid. This is the difference between people.

Then, Bibi Dong followed the maid and walked down to the second floor of Wuhun Hall.

"His Majesty the Pope, I'm going to call that person in right away." When they reached the first floor of the Pope's Palace, the maid suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at Bibi Dong and said.

After all, as the Pope of Wuhun Palace, Bibi Dong is the supreme being in the entire Douluo Continent world. Naturally, it is impossible for Bibi Dong to commit himself to meet the visitor.

"Okay!" Bibi Dong replied, then walked to the hall on the first floor and sat down on a gorgeous and noble rose gold chair.

As for Nan Zhu, he stopped before going downstairs and stood on the stairs, secretly spying on Bibi Dong. Although he could only see her back, she still felt so beautiful.

After a while, Nan Zhu saw two people led into the palace by the maid.

"Wow! Who is this little blond girl? She looks so cute! She looks like a little fairy."

Soon, Nan Zhu's eyes were fixed on the little blond girl behind the maid, a woman in luxurious robes, holding her right hand.

The woman looked to be in her thirties. Although she was not as stunningly beautiful as Bibi Dong, she could still be regarded as a great beauty, and her every move revealed an aristocratic temperament.

As for the little blond girl held in the woman's right hand, she seemed to be about the same age as Nan Zhu. She had a delicate appearance and looked extremely pretty and cute.

Wearing a golden long