In a secret room in the Martial Spirit Palace, a woman was cultivating, her appearance was absolutely beautiful, her fair skin, tall and plump, but her body was covered by an evil green aura, and her perfect face was a little hideous.

After a period of time, after the cultivation was completed, she slowly opened her eyes, exhaled lightly and said, "Finally digested, the first test of the Rakshasa God is also over, and when I add another soul ring, I can break through the Title Douluo." ”

"Qiandaoliu, you think that if you let me go, I will be grateful to you, wrong!

When that beast imprisoned me and gave birth to Xiaoxue, your fate was already sealed, and sooner or later I would kill you, and then completely destroy the foundation of your angel clan. This speaker is Bibi Dong, the contemporary saint of the Wuhun Palace, her eyes are blood-red, like a demon from hell, and her tone is full of endless killing intent.

She walked out of the chamber with a calm face, as if nothing had happened, and called for a cardinal to ask what had happened recently.

"Returning to Her Royal Highness the Holy Maiden, the Great Offering failed to hunt down Tang Hao, Hao Tianzong was in seclusion, and the Great Offering also brought back a child, it seems to be Tang Hao's."

Hearing this, Bibi Dong sneered in his heart, a Tang Hao who has just broken through the title Douluo, you can't kill him as a demigod, is it Tang Hao really against the sky, or do you deliberately let him go. But Tang Hao's children are interesting.

Returning to this side, the baby looked at the ceiling, his eyes were empty, and he lived the days when he cried when he was hungry and drank and slept.

After a while, a woman dressed in a luxurious black robe with gold patterns and a nine-curved purple and gold crown was walking towards the Pope's Palace, she was Bibi Dong, who had just succeeded to the throne, but she didn't seem to be in a good mood at this time.

Damn, the old immortal of Qiandaoliu really didn't have a good heart, the popes of the past dynasties could have mobilized all the elders except for the worship hall, and there were only two Title Douluo of the Ju Ghost to himself. I can't even borrow someone to get the Ninth Soul Ring.

At this time, Bibi Dong suddenly heard the baby's cry, she looked at the next room and pushed the door and walked in, and saw a baby crying.

Infant? Could it be that this is Tang Hao's son.

Then a milky woman walked in, who was breastfeeding the baby. After seeing Bibi Dong's figure, he quickly knelt down and said respectfully: "See His Majesty the Pope."

"Get up."

"Your Majesty the Pope."

"I ask you, is this baby a child brought back by the Great Offering?"

"I don't know about this matter under the Pope's crown, but an adult asked me to be a nurse for the baby."

Bibi Dong nodded and said, "Go do what you have to do."

Watching the nurse carefully pick up the baby and feed it, Bibi Dong's eyes were dim, the expression on his face was extremely complicated, and he left after watching it for a while.

In the evening, Bibi Dong walked towards her bedroom after finishing her work, and when she saw the room again, she couldn't help but walk in.

Bibi Dong already knew the identity of the baby and was indeed Tang Hao's son.

At this time, the baby was still looking at the ceiling blankly, thinking about what to do in the future, whether to be trained by the Wuhun Hall to be a tool that could only kill people in the future, or to be killed after resisting. Although Tang Hao abandoned him, he didn't hate Tang Hao, because he knew very well that Tang Hao didn't abandon him on purpose.

He heard someone coming, and his godless eyes met Bibi Dong, who had come in.

Bibi Dong was a little touched, and the baby's experience and eyes made her feel some empathy.

His mother died, his father abandoned him, and he had no father or mother, and the teacher he once believed and respected most was a beast.

Bibi Dong didn't think about why the baby had that kind of look, came to him and gently rubbed his face with his hands.

And when the baby saw Bibi Dong, he knew Bibi Dong's identity, because the words of the nurse told him in the morning.

Feeling Bibi Dong's actions towards him, he smiled at Bibi Dong, because Bibi Dong was his benefactor and helped him avenge his mother's murder.

Although she is the Pope of the Martial Spirit Palace, but the disaster will not affect her family, Huaxia education is deeply rooted in my heart, and the people who killed his mother are all dead except for a seriously injured Title Douluo.

Ordinary people can make babies smile at him because of this, not to mention that she is a benefactor.

It is precisely because of this smile that the baby's position in Bibi Dong's heart has changed coincidentally.

At this time, Bibi Dong had no apprentices, no friends, and his daughter was not around, and his heart was full of hatred. This smile was like a ray of sunshine shining on Bibi Dong's heart that was about to be completely frozen.

After the incident in the secret room, Bibi Dong, who had no expression on his face, smiled, and this smile made the whole room much brighter.

Gradually, Bibi Dong began to tease him, and coaxed him to sleep later.

He was a child, and he didn't have so much energy, and although Bibi Dong's methods were rusty, he still fell asleep.

Before parting, Bibi Dong looked at the sleeping baby with motherly kindness on his face.

"It's so cute, every baby is so cute.

Then her tone changed, "Xue'er, should you be letting go of your arrogance and being a maid in order to make me approve now, but I really don't know how to face you." Bibi Dong's face was painful, and he lowered his head and shed tears of sadness.

He looked at the baby again, and then left.

After that, Bibi Dong would often come to see him and tease him, and after a few months, after he was weaned, Bibi Dong took him directly to her bedroom to give toys and feed him.

"Little one, are you obedient, I brought you a new toy." Now Bibi Dong has a smile on his face and looks much sunny.

"I can't keep calling you little one, what can I call you?"

"Tang~, no, why should I give you the surname Tang, you are raised by me and should have my surname, snowflakes, ice and snow... Cold snow, hmm~. ”

Bibi Dong chuckled: "From today on, I will call you Bibi Han, Han'er, Xiaohan, okay?"

And the baby smiled, as if he thought the name was good, as for what Tang Hao called him before, he had long forgotten. Two words came out of his mouth, "Mom." ”

Bibi Dong's whole body shook suddenly, his hands raised him, and his voice revealed a longing to say, "Call again."

The baby did not mean to be reluctant at all, and the woman who raised him, naturally, should be called, "Mom." ”

"Okay, okay, I have a baby, I'm not alone anymore!"

Since then, a baby named Bibi Han was born, and his mother, Bibi Dong, taught Bibi Han to read and write, and accompanied Bibi Han in his childhood.