Wuhun City, Hall of Elders.

As soon as Bibi Dong came to the door of the Hall of Elders, he felt a suffocating pressure of soul power, attacking her and Ju Douluo Yueguan.

This soul power is strong and ferocious, and it seems to come from Golden Crocodile Douluo.

"Is this old thing demonstrating against me?" Bibi Dong's eyes condensed slightly, his palm clenched the golden scepter, and muttered to himself.

The closer it got to the Hall of Elders, the stronger the coercion of this soul power, and in the end, Ju Douluo Yueguan was made it difficult to move an inch.

"Yueguan, you can wait for me at the door." Bibi Dong glanced at Ju Douluo Yueguan, who was sweating profusely, and said lightly.

"Yes, His Holiness the Pope." Hearing this, Ju Douluo Yueguan nodded with relief, and then took a few steps back towards the outside of the Hall of Elders.

Seeing Bibi Dong slowly walking towards the Hall of Elders, with that calm and relaxed appearance, Ju Douluo Yueguan also secretly thought in his heart, could it be that the current strength of the Pope's crown has reached that realm?

It was a height that he couldn't reach in his entire life.

After entering the Hall of Elders thoroughly, Bibi Dong looked up at the statue of the Seraphim containing the divine power of the angel god in front of him, and the blonde old man standing under the statue.

"Qiandaoliu, one day, I will completely destroy the foundation of your angel clan." Bibi Dong thought coldly in his heart.

I don't know if it's because of the influence of Rakshasa's divine thoughts, or because Bibi Dong suddenly remembered that Chihiro had committed all kinds of atrocities to herself in the past, and she seemed to want to tear everything in front of her to pieces at the moment.

Especially the Seraphim.

After seeing Bibi Dong's arrival, Qiandaoliu took a step lightly, and in the blink of an eye, she had already come to Bibi Dong's face.

"Bibi Dong, since you became the Pope of the Martial Spirit Palace, you have never stepped into the Hall of Elders under my control, I don't think you seem to like it here, today... What did you come to me for? Qiandaoliu glanced at Bibi Dong lightly and asked softly.

"Do you remember when Tang Hao seriously injured your son and ran away, he took that child with him?" Bibi Dong said calmly.

Hearing this, Qiandaoliu was stunned for a moment, remembering something at all, and frowned: "When I chased and killed him, he did have a baby in his arms, and that baby should be the child of him and the soul beast. ”

"What? You're here because of this? Qiandaoliu wondered.

"Let's take a look at this first." I saw that with a slight wave of Bibi Dongyu's hand, a cloth inlaid with gold borders fell into Qiandaoliu's hand, and on it was the information collected by Ju Douluo Yueguan about Tang Hao's father and son.

Gently spreading out the cloth, Qiandaoliu fell his gaze on it, at the beginning, his facial expression did not change, but when he saw Bibi Dong's final reasoning, there was also a slight fluctuation in his ancient well without wave pupils.

"Hehe, surnamed Tang, the martial soul is Blue Silver Grass, it is still full of innate soul power, he came to the Holy Soul Village six years ago, his father is a blacksmith and also called Tang Hao, this is too much of a coincidence, right?" Qiandaoliu couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Hearing this, Bibi Dong smiled indifferently, and then said affirmatively: "This Tang San is the son of Haotian Douluo Tang Hao, according to my speculation, Tang San has a great chance of being a twin martial soul, if such a person who has a deep blood feud with the Martial Soul Hall grows up with hatred for the Martial Soul Palace, then he will definitely find a way to completely subvert the Martial Soul Hall in the future." ”

"Oh? You're coming to me to tell me about it? Qiandaoliu turned around calmly, looked up at the Seraphim statue in front of him, and took the opportunity to ask Bibi Dong: "If there is such a person, shouldn't it be handled by the people of your Pope's Palace?" What do you mean by coming to me? ”

"Huh." Bibi Dong laughed out loud, and reminded rather jokingly: "Great worship, there doesn't seem to be a direct grudge between me and Tang Hao, he is the murderer who seriously injured and killed your son, I have already told you about them, how to deal with their father and son, it is up to you to decide." ”

After saying that, Bibi Dong turned around and walked towards the outside of the Hall of Elders.

"Qiandaoliu, you old thing, you're really an old fox, but... Hehe. Bibi Dong thought to himself in his heart.

When Bibi Dong just walked to the door of the Hall of Elders, Qian Daoliu suddenly spoke, his voice became cold, and said: "Bibi Dong, what you said is indeed very right, there is indeed no direct grudge between you and Tang Hao, maybe in a sense, you should also thank Tang Hao." ”

Hearing this, Bibi Dong's footsteps paused slightly, and she snorted coldly, she seemed to hear the implied meaning of the thousand words, and suddenly waved her sleeves, and walked towards the outside of the Hall of Elders without looking back.

Qiandaoliu has long known that Bibi Dong has devoured Chihiro, as for why he didn't tear his face with Bibi Dong, it is entirely because Bibi Dong is Qianrenxue's mother, and at the same time, with Bibi Dong's talent, he can lead the Wuhun Hall further.

To put it bluntly, Bibi Dong still has the value of use.

For Qiandaoliu, even if he knew that Tang San was really a twin martial spirit, he wouldn't care too much about it now, after all, the current Tang San was just an ant on the ground to Qiandaoliu.

And Bibi Dong's existence is a real threat.

As a servant of the Angel God, Qiandaoliu naturally felt the evil aura from the Rakshasa God on Bibi Dong's body, and also guessed that she was the successor of a certain god.

Now that Qianrenxue has not fully grown up, Qiandaoliu does not know whether Qianrenxue will be able to inherit the throne of the Angel God smoothly in the future after accepting the divine examination of the Angel God.

Now he just wants Bibi Dong to continue to be a tool man and be the pope of the Wuhun Palace, if Qianrenxue cannot inherit the throne of the Angel God in the future, he has to help Qianrenxue regain control of the Wuhun Palace.

"Bibi Dong, you want to borrow a knife to kill someone, how can I let you get your wish? I can allow a genius of a twin martial soul to grow, how can I not allow a genius of a second twin martial soul to grow? ”

"It's you, will the plan you brewed go down the drain in the end because of this Tang San's existence?" Seeing that Bibi Dong had already walked away, Qiandaoliu looked at the Seraphim statue in front of him meaningfully, and said lightly.

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Southwest of the Heaven Dou Empire, Holy Soul Village.

The sun was setting in the west, and at the door of Tang San's blacksmith shop, there were two smaller figures sitting side by side, wearing the uniforms of Notting Academy, leaning quietly together.

The afterglow of the sun fell on their faces, as if it had imprinted them with a golden-red imprint.

"Xiao Wu, is there anyone else in your family?" Tang San asked curiously.

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