His Highness the Son?

Lu Han confirmed that he had heard correctly, he was just a personal disciple of the Pope, when did he become His Royal Highness the Holy Son?

The temple envoy smiled and said, "Your Highness, you don't know, your Highness, you have already been canonized as the Holy Son when His Majesty the Pope recognized you as a disciple of the Holy Son. ”

"His Majesty the Pope said that when you come back from this mission, you will inform the Martial Spirit Hall of this matter, and then you will have the same status as the elders like Her Highness the Holy Maiden."

Lu Han was shocked!

Hu Liena had mentioned the matter of the Holy Son, but she didn't expect it to be implemented so quickly.

Could it be that it is so hasty to become the Holy Son and Holy Daughter of the Martial Spirit Palace?

He couldn't ease up for a while, he was very puzzled before, wasn't Hu Liena a saint who was only crowned after returning from the Killing Capital? How did you become a saint when you first met?

If Lu Han was given the position of Holy Son because he had a 10,000-year soul ring, then the title of this Holy Son would be too watery, right?

If I reveal all the six million-year soul rings, won't I go directly to the main worship hall?

"His Highness the Holy Son? Do you still have any doubts? The envoy asked softly.

"No, then you go in, I'll go first."

Lu Hanlang said with a smile, and then patted the master's shoulder like an iron buddy, so stunned.

The master's mind didn't seem to be on Lu Han, he looked at the golden hall a hundred meters away, and his heart was inevitably a little cramped and uneasy.

There are still 100 meters, can you see her?

The master's mood at this time was very complicated, and his heart was about to move, but his feet were like being handcuffed, and he was unwilling to take such a heavy step.

After Lu Han walked away, the master finally walked in the direction of the main hall.

Inside the hall, the gold is splendid, the ceiling is bright, because the light and shadow are too dazzling, the master can't see the people inside.

But with intuition, the person sitting on the gold bead chair should be her!

The master did not speak, but Bibi Dong stood up, she gently crutched her scepter, and the ten-meter gate of the Pope's Palace slowly closed.

As the light and shadow faded, Bibi Dong finally revealed her flawless face.

Her face is still so peerless.

"I didn't expect you to really come." Bibi Dong suppressed the tremor in his heart, tried his best to maintain the majesty of the pope, and said quietly.

When others saw the Pope, they were all afraid to prostrate and rush all over, but when the master saw the Pope, it was a long-lost sense of affinity.

The master had a calm face, "Your Martial Spirit Hall is all over the world, if I don't come, I'm afraid it will be a corpse." ”

In front of Bibi Dong, the master's words actually revealed a bit of resentment.

Bibi Dong immediately understood, his face was instantly gloomy, and he said coldly: "You mean, they embarrassed you?" ”

The master was silent, which was considered to be acquiescence.

"Marston is so bold! If you dare to disobey my will, rest assured that the Pope will punish him severely. ”

As he spoke, Bibi Dong walked down the Jinluan Terrace.

Of course, she knew that Marston didn't do it, and he didn't dare do it a hundred times.

You don't have to think about it to guess that it was Lu Han, I don't know what special means her beloved disciple used to tie Xiao Gang over.

But it doesn't matter, as long as the person comes safe and sound, it doesn't matter what means he does.

The master didn't want to defend anything, and looked at Bibi Dong with a blank face.

If he knew that Bibi Dong's inner thoughts would definitely be so angry that he spat blood, and even acquiesced to his subordinates to kidnap him, is this still true love?

At this time, there were only two of them in the main hall, Bibi Dong's gaze fell on the master's face unabashedly, the two had not seen each other for more than twenty years, and he didn't expect the master to age so quickly.

In contrast, Sword Douluo Chenxin was still able to keep the jade tree in his sixties, and the speed of the master's old age and decay really caught Bibi Dong off guard.

But it doesn't matter, what she likes is the master, not his appearance, as long as he can stay in the Wuhun Hall and stay by his side.

"Don't you have anything to say?" Bibi Dong asked calmly, although he leaned over, he still kept this certain distance.

Without thinking, the master said very puzzledly: "Let me go back, I hope you don't bother me again." ”

In Lu Han's words, this guy just doesn't know how to be blessed in the midst of happiness, and Bibi Dong has a deep love for you, but you are crazy to die on the edge of arrogance.

However, the most painful thing is that the more the master behaves to reject people, the more excited Bibi Dong becomes, like a scepter in his hand, vowing to tie him in his hand.

is a good trick to capture the old man, and he is more handy than Lu Han, and he really deserves to be a master.

Bibi Dong is such a character, she has long guessed that the master will make such a request, but how can she agree to this kind of request.

"You know, the talents who are valued by the Wuhun Hall will either be attached or die."

"You once put forward the theory of the ten core competitiveness of the martial soul, if I hadn't stopped it, the elders of the martial soul hall would have gone to you a long time ago."

"What's more, you have already broken through the shackles of level 30, and it is even more impossible for the Martial Spirit Hall to give up a master like you."

Bibi Dong said patiently, and she would only have this patience when she treated Brother Xiaogang.

In fact, as long as she gives an order, who in the Martial Spirit Hall dares to go to the master's trouble, these words are just her words in order to keep the master.

The master did not feel troubled by Bibi Dong's words, he understood his situation, and it was impossible to leave the Martial Spirit Hall through Bibi Dong's hand.

However, he also has his own bottom line.

"Okay, I can stay in the Wuhun Hall as a teacher, but it doesn't mean that I join the Wuhun Palace, and you need to promise me a term, as long as the term expires, let me go, and I have nothing to do with the Wuhun Palace."

The master's tone was very calm, according to Bibi Dong's understanding of the master, this should be the master's biggest concession, and she couldn't press it step by step.

"Good! I can promise you, but I want to ask you, do you just want to see me so much? ”

Bibi Dong has been in a high position for many years, and he has always shown himself to be cold and arrogant.

I remember the last time I was so indecisive was more than twenty years ago.

These words went straight to the heart of the master, and it was meaningless, and his answer was no.

As long as it is a man, he will not resist beauty, not to mention that Bibi Dong is as beautiful as ever, how can he have a dislike heart.

But he can't, he has an ambiguous object outside that is no less beautiful than Bibi Dong.

If he had to choose, he would prefer the latter.

After all, what he dislikes is not Bibi Dong's beauty, not Bibi Dong's power, but from the dirtier speculation in his heart.

The master shook his head violently, trying to dispel the idea, and seeing the master's reaction like this, Bibi Dong's eyes glowed with a layer of infinite horror.

It was this extremely cold aura that instantly eclipsed the originally splendid hall, like an ice cave.