Douluo: After becoming Tang San's younger sister, she was forced to be favored

"Chrysanthemum Douluo, Wuhun is a chrysanthemum, named Yueguan, the elder of Wuhun Hall, his soul power is probably between level 94 and 95. The chrysanthemum pattern on the Pope's Order of Wuhun Hall symbolizes Yueguan. "The master explained to everyone.

"Then why did he take sister Xiaotang away?" Qin Batian asked anxiously.

"I don't know, but I will deal with this matter. Don't act rashly, just continue training in the spirit fighting arena." A trace of pain flashed across the master's stiff face, and then he quickly left the hall, leaving the two looking at each other. Everyone.

"Are we just waiting for this?" Xiao Wu was the first to be dissatisfied.

She and Tang Qitang were as close as sisters. Tang Qitang was forcibly taken away by the people of Wuhundian, so she was naturally very anxious.But when she learned that it was Titled Douluo who came, she hesitated a little.

Title Douluo will definitely see her real body, so she can't show her face easily.

"Listen to the teacher. The teacher told us not to act rashly, so let's not act rashly." Tang San held her hand and comforted, "I know you are worried about Xiaotang, and so am I, but we don't want to ruin the teacher's plan. ”

Hearing Tang San's words, everyone nodded.The celebration wine, which was originally cheerful, has become depressing like this.

Everyone was very anxious, but they had no choice but to stay where they were and wait for news.

Grandmaster didn't rest, and rushed to the highest governing body of Wuhundian, the Pope's Palace overnight.

After a long journey, he finally stood in front of the Pope's Palace.

"Stop." Two palace knights in silver armor blocked the Grandmaster's way, and a total of one hundred palace knights raised their knight swords at the same time.

"This is a forbidden area, if you take a step closer, you will be killed."

The master raised his hand and showed his token.

The leading knight guard stepped forward quickly.When he saw the six patterns on the token clearly, he shivered shiveringly.With a plop, he fell to one knee on the ground.

"See Elder."

"Take me to see the Pope." The master told the other party his purpose in the simplest words.

Half an hour later, in the meeting hall of the Pope's Palace, the master was quietly drinking fine tea and waiting quietly.

In the thousand-square-meter Nuo Da Conference Hall, he was the only one at this time.

The door squeaked, and a woman came in from the outside.

She was not tall, dressed in a luxurious black robe inlaid with gold patterns, wearing a nine-curved purple gold crown, and holding a two-meter-long scepter inlaid with countless precious stones.Fair skin and almost perfect face make her look so different.

The master and the woman looked at each other from a distance, and their eyes collided in the air like that.There is something more in the master's indifferent eyes, there are apologies, memories, but more regret.

There was a complex change in the woman's eyes in an instant, and the scepter in her hand fell to the ground, making a light "ding".

"You... unexpectedly came."

The soft and pleasant voice makes people feel like a spring breeze, and there seems to be a little unbelievable in it.

The master's eyes became hard because of this, his pupils shrank a bit, and a trace of pain flowed out of his eyes.He took a deep breath and suppressed the turbulent emotions in his heart. Even he didn't expect that seeing her again would make him so out of control.

"Bibi Dong, I came here to ask you where Ju Douluo Yueguan took my adopted daughter?" He did not forget the purpose of his coming here, he wanted to find Tang Qitang.So at the beginning

"Bibi Dong? You didn't say that, I almost forgot this name. Please call me the Pope, or call me Your Majesty. I am no longer the silly Bibi Dong." Hearing this name, the Pope of Wuhundian's face turned pale. The soft look on the face turned cold.

"Also, who is your adopted daughter?" She asked knowingly.

Two days ago, Yueguan brought back a little girl who said she was very talented. She was already level 12 at the age of 31, and she still had twin spirits.But he didn't want to join their Wuhun Temple, so he was still locked up in the secret room.

"Your Majesty, my adoptive daughter is named Tang Qitang. She was taken away by Ju Douluo Yueguan near Suotuo Soul Arena, and her whereabouts are still unknown. I am very worried about her. I don't know if I can take her away. I can assure you that my adopted daughter will never oppose Wuhundian." The master heard the coldness in her words, and resumed his polite and respectful tone.

His politeness and respect made Bibi Dong even more uncomfortable.

"I don't know where she is. Although Yueguan is the elder of our Spirit Hall, he has his own opinions on how to act, and I will not interfere." Her attitude was indifferent and very firm.

"Bibidong, you heard me clearly. If something happens to Xiaotang, I will destroy the Wuhun Palace at all costs. I have no children in my life, and she calls me foster father, that is my own daughter. Anyone is allowed to hurt her." The master got up angrily, and stared at Bibi Dong viciously.

Bibi Dong was stunned for a moment, then sneered: "Oh, really, then I'll just wait and see."

The master didn't expect that Bibi Dong would not let her go. He really couldn't understand why they wouldn't let Tang Qitang go, and he couldn't understand why Tang Qitang refused to join the Spirit Hall.

"I hope you don't regret it." Knowing that he couldn't persuade her, the master took a deep breath, turned and left the Spirit Hall.

Pope Bibi Dong's body shook violently, if she hadn't been supported by a scepter, she would have fallen down.

She had waited so many years to see the master, but she never expected that meeting again would be so tense, and that he would say such firm words to her for a child.

She took a deep breath, sat on the seat where the master had just sat, held up the teacup, and drank the rest of the tea in one gulp.

"Yu Xiaogang, I hope you don't regret it either." She muttered to herself, knowing that this should be the end of the matter.

In the secret room, Tang Qitang was still locked up. She was in a good mood and was still chatting with the audience in the live broadcast room.

"Anchor, why don't we agree first, you are so stubborn, don't wait until you confront Tang San, you will be gone."

"Anchor, let's come to Infernal Affairs, agree first, and it's okay to turn against Tang San later."

"Anchor, you won't hang up right away, the plot has changed now, will you belch tomorrow?"

Most of the audience in the live broadcast room were persuading her to be aware of current affairs and not to go against Wuhundian.It's not that Tang Qitang insisted on confronting them, but that she rejected Ju Douluo at that time, if she changed her mind immediately when she got here, Bibi Dong wouldn't believe her either.

"Bah, bah, can you say something good, just expect me to die." Tang Qitang rolled his eyes angrily, "Don't worry, I have an idea in mind."

She closed her eyes, lying on the ground, looking at Erlang's legs, thinking about the next plan.