"Let him get out!"

Bibidong said coldly, his murderous aura in his words made the guardians below frightened.

"Affect... obey the order, the Pope's crown!"

The Templar Knight really didn't understand why His Majesty, who had always been calm and gentle, suddenly got so angry. He didn't dare to ask too much, and hurriedly left the hall, preparing to drive away the stinky fool named Yu Xiaogang!

However, as soon as the Knight of the Temple guards stepped past the entrance of the hall, he saw Yu Xiaogang coming calmly, holding a glittering token in his hand, with six patterns engraved on it!

"Pope Order!"

The Templar Knight was shocked and hurriedly knelt on the ground, not daring to block the master's way.

In the Hall of War Spirits, the Pope Order has the Pope-level rights, and only the elders with the title Douluo-level can have the supreme Pope Order!

Seeing the Pope's order is like the Pope's coming!

No one dares to be slow!

...

Above the main hall!

Bibidong looked cold and sat high on the throne, his dark pupils had no emotional fluctuations. He looked down at the middle-aged man with a beard below without saying a word, and his eyes were cold!

The middle-aged man's face was numb, and he looked up at the stunning woman on the throne, his eyes were filled with complexity. All the apology, pain and hatred were finally merged together and turned into a faint sigh.

"Long time no see, Bibidong." The master said sadly.

"Please call me the Pope, or the Crown!"

Bibidong stared at the master coldly, but his soft voice was cold, like a snow storm blew into the air, causing the master to shivered coldly.

"Yes, the Pope's crown." The master said in pain.

"Yu Xiaogang, Yu Xiaogang, why do you have the face to see me?"

Bibi Dong looked at the man below coldly, with a strong sarcasm on his lips: "I heard that you have met Liu Erlong again recently, so good, hahahaha, what a blind date, and lovers finally get married. You two can be said to have kissed each other, because... you are a family!"

The master's eyes were covered with bloodshots, and he gritted his teeth tightly, clenched his fists hard, and his angry and painful words squeezed out from his teeth: "Oh, I know you hate me and wish you could cut me into pieces. I'm sorry for you, and I'm sorry Erlong. I'm a useless useless person. I can't give you happiness or hope. I'm a complete scum!"

When she heard the master's confession, Bibidong's face was still cold and silent, like a piece of ice that never melted for thousands of years. Her eyes looked at the master as if she was looking at a stranger, calm and indifferent.

If it were before, seeing the pain and struggle of the man he once loved deeply, Bibidong might cry in pain on the spot, rush up desperately, hold the master in his arms, and comfort him warmly as if he was taking care of the injured child.

Unfortunately, she has long lost the innocence and purity of the past, and is no longer the simple and stupid Bibidong that was originally!

Now she is the cold and beautiful queen who is in charge of the Martial Soul Hall, the supreme overlord who dominates the Douluo Continent, and the ruthless monarch who hides millions of corpses and bleeds with one order!

Bibidong will no longer cry, because the tears have dried up, and she will no longer suffer, because she has already hurt her bones and her heart is ashamed. Now, the only thing she has left is hysterical hatred!

"Sit down."

With a sigh, Bibi Dongyu waved his hand, a team of maids quickly brought tables and chairs to the master, brought hot fragrant tea, and the waiter sat down to drink tea.

In a blink of an eye, twenty years passed by in a hurry, and things had changed. Bibidong's cold eyes made the master's eyes a little painful. He lowered his head and concentrated his eyes on the fragrant tea in front of him, not daring to look at those ice-like eyes.

Therefore, the once affectionate and gentle eyes were only cold and indifferent at this moment, which made him feel a severe pain of his heart being torn.

He wanted to yell, but he couldn't yell. He wanted to cry, but found that he couldn't shed a tear. He wanted to rush up and hold the woman he once loved in his arms, but he didn't have the courage.

It was not Chihiroji, nor Bibidong, who caused the tragedy between the two, but him... it was too weak!

If he had the peerless combat power of Haotian Douluo, he could be the best in the world and not afraid of titled Douluo, how could he watch Bibidong be taken away? He would not be sad later. He met Liu Erlong in the world, causing another tragedy!

Weakness means original sin!

After being silent for a long time, the master finally couldn't help but speak.

"Uncle the Pope, I actually came this time to ask for something." The master looked at the noble woman on the throne and said humbly in the lowest posture.

"Oh, with your firm character, you will come to ask for help. It's interesting and interesting. It seems that the storm of twenty years has indeed changed you a lot!"

Bibidong raised a curve to the corner of his mouth and said lightly: "What's the matter? Let's talk about it!"

"Pope's Crown, I want to know, how did you get through the life and death difficulties of twin martial souls?"

He swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and the master looked at Bibidong with some desire, hoping to get the true mystery of the twin martial soul from the latter.

All this is for Tang San and for his disciple who is like a father and son, he has to come here because even though he is known as a theoretical master, he doesn't know how to solve the backlash of twin martial souls.

In this world, only Bibidong knows the answer, because she is also a twin martial soul, and she is a twin martial soul who has cultivated to the title level.

In terms of these twin martial souls, they are more professional than Master Bibi.

"Will you, who claim to be invincible in theory, have something you don't know?"

Bibi Dong showed a sarcasm on his face and said, "Let me think about it, you came to the Wuhun Hall not to apologize to me for the abandonment of me, but for the successor of the Haotian Sect named Tang San, right?!"

Hearing this, the master was shocked and said, "How did you know?"

"Platinum Bishop Saras just heard news that Tang San, a student of Shrek Academy, was a disciple of Haotian Sect. He broke through to the Soul Sect realm at the age of fourteen, and was also the owner of twin martial souls. The most important thing is that he is also close to the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect and the Tiandou Empire. Such people are destined to be enemies of our Wuhun Hall!"

Bibidong looked at the master coldly: "So give up, I will never tell you the secret of twin martial souls, so that you can cultivate a great enemy for my martial soul hall..."

The master's heart was tense, and he opened his mouth to say something, but he was interrupted by Bibidong.

"And you don't need to know the secret of the twin martial souls, because when you came, I had already issued an order to intercept Tang San, and within just one or two days, Tang San will disappear forever!" Bibi Host.

"you……"

The master's eyes were red, and he suddenly moved forward, grabbed Bibidong's shoulder hard, and said with a ferocious face: "Bibidong, I tell you that I have no children in my life and have long regarded Tang San as my own son. If Tang San had any accidents, I would destroy the Wu Soul Palace at all costs!"

"Yes... as long as you can do it!!!"

Bibidong snorted coldly, and a peerless murderous intent overflowed, knocking the master out of the way, and falling from the jade steps to the center of the hall in a mess. She stood up, raised her arrogant and cold face, and looked down at Master Lang's collapsed to the ground.

"It's ridiculous. Yu Xiaogang, you will be angry and hateful? But I tell you, you are not qualified to hate, because my pain and hatred are far more than you. Even if you kill all the people in the world, it is not enough to vent the hatred in my heart!"

Bibi Dong sneered: "What is a little Tang San? Just kill him. I not only want to kill your apprentice, but also your lover and cousin Liu Erlong, and your family's relatives, so that they can die one by one in front of you. Only in this way can you understand my original pain a little."

"Crazy! You crazy..."

The master's face was bitter and painful. Although the woman in front of him was as beautiful as she was back then, she was no longer the same as the simple and sweet Bibidong back then.

Things change!

All that is left to the two is pain and hatred.

At this moment, the master couldn't help but close his eyes, recalling those green years, missing the innocent girl who was simple and cute, and blushed when he held his hand, which belonged entirely to his girl.

When I opened my eyes again, what caught my eye was a cold and numb pretty face.

Unfortunately, they... can't go back to the past!

After a moment of emotion, the master was confused and prepared to leave here and rushed to Tang San as quickly as possible to inform everyone to be careful of the interception of the Martial Soul Hall.

It's too late to be late.

"Farewell forever, Bibidong."

The master left and left sadly.

In the end, Bibidong was the only one left in the magnificent hall, and the tea set used by the master.

The empty Martial Spirit Hall is dead silent!

As the sun sets, Bibidong's shadow is pulled long and long...

He walked down the hall and his cold eyes swept across the tea set and tables and chairs.

Bibidong's eyes turned cold and his jade palm calmly swung out. The fragrant tea that the master drank and the tables and chairs used all turned into ashes in an instant and floated away.

"Farewell forever, Xiaogang!"

A cold word fell and resounded throughout the War Spirit Hall.

...

The plot here has been slightly modified. I remember that after the Master and Bibidong met, Bibidong picked up the fragrant tea that the Master had drank and drank it all in one go.

At that time, I remember it was very uncomfortable after reading this paragraph. I felt that Bibi Dong was a bit perverted. The third young master raised the master too high and demeaned Bibi Dong too low. After reading Douluo, I realized that Bibi Dong was the real victim. Her pain was far above the master, so I looked back and seemed extremely disgusting.

After a little modification, I wrote Bibidong more coldly and more heartlessly. I destroyed the tea set used by the master with one palm, marking the complete end of their relationship. Now Bibidong is only left with hatred that destroys the world!
Chapter completed!