After dealing with today's conservative school, Bibi Dong, who was wearing a dark gold pattern robe and a nine-song purple and gold crown, stepped back to his room in the dark night.

Waving away her eyes revealing some maids who wanted to speak and stopped, Bibi Dong, who looked indifferent and majestic, took off the disguised papal mask after the door closed, his eyebrows were dyed with heavy exhaustion, and he sat on the soft and elastic big bed like a detachment, exhaled a long breath, and a little haze appeared under his eyes.

Although I have long known that the position of the pope is not so easy to sit on, I really didn't expect that less than two months after taking office, that group of troublesome conservatives, as well as guys with their own thoughts, would stare at her so tightly, and they would find her a bunch of troubles every once in a while.

Difficult, yin and yang, secretly sarcastic, embezzling money...

Bibi Dong recalled the various problems she had faced in the past month or so, and Rao was thoughtful and resourceful, and she also felt a headache.

But these are just petty fights, and the biggest problem is that her strength is not strong enough to shut up those guys, so she will pop up so many things.

Thinking of this, Bibi Dong closed his eyes, put away the negative emotions accumulated under his eyes, loosened his tense shoulders, and remained relaxed for a while before opening his eyes again, ready to get up and take off his heavy dress.

However, when Bibi Dong paced to the dresser placed in the oblique corner of the room, her gaze suddenly froze, and her momentum became fierce.

Because in front of her dresser, there are two small gift boxes with different packaging, but they are equally delicate.

One is flat and square, tied with a fuchsia ribbon. The other is rectangular, about half the length of a quill, tied with a festive red ribbon tied into a three-dimensional bow. The light blue letter paper was folded in half, and the second half was stuck in the gap between the ribbon and the gift box, and a line of upright words was written on it:

Happy birthday.

There is no signature, and only two circular smiley faces are spent in the lower right corner of the letter.

Birthday...

Bibi Dong's eyes were in a trance for a moment, and he realized that today was her birthday.

She pursed her lips and stared at the congratulatory paper with two simple smiling faces on it.

Although there was no signature on the letterhead, she could probably guess who sent it from those two childish smiling faces.

The atmosphere in the room became silent.

Bibi Dong stared at the two gift boxes of different lengths and widths with dark eyes, and finally, she stretched out her hand towards the two gift boxes......

A hair accessory made of sapphire crystal.

Another...

Bibi Dong's eyes lit up, staring at a few thin pages that looked insincere, and his gaze was fixed on the four big characters that were a little crooked on the first page - "Dead Wood Heart Sutra".

What is it? Mental method?

Bibi Dong frowned, with complicated feelings, picked up the thin pages, his expression changed from expressionless to surprised, and finally seriously, after reading every sentence written on it, his face was already unconcealed surprise.

What was written on it turned out to be a spiritual cultivation secret method that she had never seen before!

How is this possible?!

Out of caution, Bibi Dong carefully read the pages back and forth, and then took the first step of trying, following the steps on the page, and began to operate his mental power.

With this attempt, she directly entered a state of concentration and immersed herself in another mysterious realm.

She could feel that with this mental method, her spiritual power seemed to have turned into a small sapling, and the cool meaning was like a pool of living clear spring water, nourishing the spiritual power sapling.

As if standing in the shade of a tree, the spring breeze blowing in the face is soft and comfortable, the exhaustion of the whole body has disappeared in the operation of the mental method, and the sluggish spiritual power has begun to become active and abnormal, like a branch that has been drawn, because of the busyness and laziness of this period of time, the spiritual power began to germinate and climb.

Although it is slow, you can really feel that your spiritual power has improved, and even when you are running, it is no longer boring like ordinary cultivation of spiritual power, and you will be tired.

The exhaustion of her body will dissipate by itself in the operation of the mind over and over again, just like a dead wood in spring, which is very suitable for the name of its exercises, and it is a veritable "Dead Wood Heart Sutra"!

[Di - Faith +20, Current Faith: -942]

Qian Yuelong, who was located on the Divine Mountain behind the Martial Spirit Palace, opened her eyes from meditation and cultivation, and there was a little smile in her eyes.

It seems that Bibi Dong has seen the gift she gave her.

It's really good to increase so many faith points at once, with the talent of leeks.

It seems that the gifts she gave with her sister this time should have been kept.

Thinking about it, Qian Yuelong closed her eyes and continued to cultivate.

Unconsciously, after Bibi Dong's spiritual power had been completed for a week, the sky outside had faintly revealed a touch of fish belly white.

Bibi Dong, who had stood in one posture for a night, was still unfinished withdrawing from his cultivation state, full of energy, and there was not even a red blood in the whites of his eyes that stayed up all night.

With a "clucking" sound, the stiff neck turned twice.

When Bibi Dong looked down at the pieces of paper again, his attitude had changed dramatically.

It's just that the words are a little ugly, and they need to be improved.

[Di - Faith +5, Current Faith Value: -937]

Bibi Dong pinched the few pieces of tissue paper with crooked handwriting, thinking with disgust in her heart, even she didn't notice herself, her cold and hard silhouette had eased down at this moment, no longer the sharpness of the ice spikes, and became much calmer.

"Your Majesty, over there in the Pope's Palace, Cardinal Moore has something to report."

The handmaiden's respectful voice rang out from outside the room.

Bibi Dong frowned, and replied lightly, "I know", his face returned to coldness, dark purple soul power poured out from his palm, and the huge pressure squeezed these thin sheets of paper, crushing them into ash inch by inch, and spilling them on the ground from the gaps between his fingers, becoming an inconspicuous member of the dust.

The rest...

Bibi Dong looked at the sapphire crystal hair ornament, and finally, she put the sapphire crystal hair ornament on the lotus lotus-colored hair, looked at the unexpected matching hair ornament in the mirror, and exhaled.

... I should thank her for this great gift, but this is the last time I will cross paths with them.

Next time, I'll wait until their birthdays to return the gifts.

Anyone's favor can be repaid slowly, but only them, she doesn't want to be in arrears.

In the future, everyone will return to the bridge, the road will return to the road, and it will be good to get along as a stranger.

This is the best choice for both of them.

adjusted his mentality, tidied up his clothes, and Bibi Dong returned to the majestic pope who already had the demeanor of a leader.

......

Spring goes to autumn, time flies.

Qian Yuelong, who spent her sixth birthday with Qiandaoliu and Qianrenxue during the day, saw a familiar and strange gift at the door of the room at night.

Qian Yuelong looked left and right, on this year's birthday night, she still didn't see the giver.

Pretending not to find the figure hiding in the corner, Qian Yuelong reached out and scooped it up, picked up the exquisitely packaged gift box, closed the door, and opened the gift.

This year's birthday gift is a custom-made exquisite palace dress.

The color scheme is the new platinum interweaving of the Spirit Hall Peugeot.

886 sighed and teased: [Host, it seems that you are going to return the gift again this year. 】

Qian Yuelong looked at this sweet burden, thinking back to this four-year gift-giving run, and her eyelids jumped.