Douluo: My daughter came down the mountain and boasted that I was a peerless Douluo.

As we all know, the skills of soul bones are random and strange.

It just goes as the saying goes: The world is so big and full of wonders.

Xiao Wu's eyes were complicated, "Sister Qing Ling, Qian Renxue is lurking in the Tiandou Empire and pretending to be the eldest prince Xue Qinghe. I'm afraid he has an ulterior motive."

Chen Qingling nodded slightly, "I know, this is not our business."

"Then we just watch Qian Renxue seize the power of the Tiandou Empire?" Xiao Wu said weakly.

Chen Qingling glanced at Xiao Wu out of the corner of her eye and said angrily: "It sounds like you have feelings for the Tiandou Empire."

"Hahaha, sister Qingling still understands me." Xiao Wu, who was so ruthless by Qingling, laughed dryly.

She has no feelings for the Tiandou Empire at all, so she won't look for trouble. Besides, she just killed her mother.

If you make more trouble, it will be a bit too much.

After all, Xiao Wu's hatred is only related to Bibi Dong, and she has no hatred against anyone else, so why bother causing trouble?

Just let Qian Renxue go, as long as it doesn't affect you, Sister Qingling, and the people around you.

This is the true portrayal of Xiao Wu's heart.

But thinking of the irreconcilable hatred for killing her mother, Xiao Wu lowered her head and felt unhappy.

Seeing Xiao Wu's depressed mood, Qing Ling's beauty frowned and cupped Xiao Wu's cheek.

"Xiao Wu, what's wrong with you?"

"Sister Qingling... I was thinking that if I killed Qian Renxue's mother, would she take revenge like me? Just like the hatred of killing one's mother is irreconcilable."

Listening to Xiao Wu's words, Chen Qingling remained silent.

Yes!

Even Xiao Wu will take revenge.

Will Qian Renxue do that?

Ugh!

When is the injustice reported!

After waiting for a while, Chen Qingling opened her mouth and said word by word: "I don't know, but I will do my best to protect you, Xiao Wu."

"Yeah!" A smile appeared on Xiao Wu's face again, and she gently rubbed Qing Ling's little hand holding her face.

"You, you, are not young anymore, but you are still as clingy as when you were little."

Chen Qingling gave Xiao Wu a charming look and said helplessly.

"Hehehe~"

"No matter how old I am, I am still sister Qingling's sister, right?"

Chen Qingling smiled and shook her head.

Even after so many years, this girl Xiao Wu has not changed at all.

He is exactly the same as himself, he still has the same temperament after all these years, but he understands more things.

the other side.

In room 304 to the left of Chen Qingling and Xiao Wu, Ning Fengzhi was having a heated discussion with Chen Xin and Gu Rong.

"Qing Ling's strength is really terrifying. If she has Rongrong's assistance, she will definitely be able to reach a higher level."

Chen Xin nodded slightly, "Yes, it's a pity that Rongrong didn't get to see such a wonderful battle."

Gu Rong shrugged, "Huh, seclusion and breakthrough are more important. Isn't it just a battle? What's so good about a unilateral crushing game."

Ning Fengzhi's face gradually became serious and he took a long breath, "Well, what happened today was so shocking."

"First, I saw the phantom of Qing Ling's father, and then the death of Bibi Dong, the current Pope of Wuhun Palace."

"I really didn't expect that the mighty Pope of Wuhun Palace would die like this."

Chen Xin was filled with emotions.

Once upon a time, Wuhun Palace was so majestic in their minds.

Now this majestic image has been wiped out by Qing Ling's father's blow.

"He is too strong, so powerful that even Qian Daoliu doesn't dare to confront him head-on."

"I'm afraid this matter will spread to the soul master world tomorrow, and no one will know about it."

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The next morning.

News about the death of Pope Bibi Dong of Wuhun Palace spread through some people.

"I have some breaking news for you. The Pope of Wuhun Palace has passed away."

"What did you say! The Pope of Wuhun Palace passed away?"

"Is this...is this fake? Are you kidding me! This is the Pope of Wuhun Palace! How could he die?"

"That's right, how is this possible!"

"If you believe it, believe it. If you don't believe it, let me down. This is reliable news delivered by my uncle, who is an internal affairs officer of Wuhun Palace. There is absolutely nothing wrong with it!"

"Ah? Aren't you also a member of Wuhun Hall?"

"You don't understand this, right? My uncle has a high status and knows a lot, but I only became an official through his recommendation from people in his village."

"If Wuhun Palace didn't want dogs, the wild dogs in my village would have to be brought in to eat the iron rice bowl."

"Ahem, cough, cough, you must not say it was me who said that."

"Ah...okay, okay."

This scene was played out in various places in Wuhun City, each with different words, but one thing was common.

It was the news of the death of Pope Bibi Dong of Wuhun Palace.

Once it is passed down to ten, it is passed down to hundreds, and it is passed down from hundred to thousands.

In this way, the news of the death of Pope Bibi Dong of Wuhun Palace quickly spread throughout Wuhun City, and no one knew about it.

"Oh my God!"

"If so many people hadn't said it, I wouldn't have believed that His Holiness the Pope had passed away!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Over the past few years, you have been improving the welfare of our civilian soul masters. What a wonderful person, and he is gone just like that."

"Oh, isn't it just to improve the welfare of you civilians? Look at her touting her."

"Of course you, a noble, don't understand! Don't we civilian soul masters just rely on the benefits of the Wuhun Palace to survive, and then become stronger step by step to repay the Wuhun Palace!"

"Without the Wuhun Palace awakening the Wuhun for us and providing benefits for us, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to come to the Holy Land of Soul Masters in my lifetime!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu I hope the new pope can work for the benefit of ordinary people like us."

.........

The news about the death of Pope Bibi Dong of Wuhun Palace spread around Wuhun City.

Spreading across the continent like locusts passing by, everyone in the world knew the news of the death of Pope Bibi Dong of Wuhun Palace.

After receiving the news, the Haotian Sect, which had closed the mountain gate, immediately opened the mountain gate and returned to the soul master world.

After having closed the mountain gate for so many years, it was time to come out again and give the soul master world a little shock of the Haotian Sect.

Tang Xiao raised his head, looking sad.

A Pope of Wuhun Palace will not die that easily!

Who killed him?

Or kill by force!

As far as Tang Xiao knew, the titled Douluo of Wuhun Palace was no less than those of Haotian Sect. How could the Pope die?

I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out at all.

"Oh, that's all, as long as it doesn't threaten Haotian Sect."

.........

Shrek Academy.

"The Pope is dead?"

"died!"

When Yu Xiaogang heard the news of Bibi Dong's death, he suddenly lost his mind and stumbled to the ground.

"Xiao Gang..."

"Don't be like this!" Fran pulled his former friend Yu Xiaogang, for fear that he would not be able to think about it.

"Ahhh!"

"Let me go! Let me go!" Yu Xiaogang roared with a ferocious face.

He couldn't accept it at all.

The news that his predecessor Bibi Dong died.

The time I had with Bibi Dong was completely turned into a bubble, and I can only miss it in my memory.

"Xiao Gang..."

"I know you're in pain, but...things have happened...please forgive me and accept it."

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