Douluo v: Draw the Qinglong Wuhun at the beginning, hang and beat Tang San to grab Xiaowu

When Xiao Wu was observing, she saw several civilians directly contacting the soul masters and asking them if they lacked guides...

"what 's wrong?"

Although it is only a small difference, the civilians in Wuhun City are obviously more energetic than those in other places.

Xiao Wu was obviously very curious about this.

"The reason is simple: life here is more promising."

Looking around, Du Cheng explained:

"The Wuhun Palace awakens Wuhun for free for all civilians in Douluo Continent, but compared to other remote areas, only the civilians in Wuhun City can truly prevent anyone from being left out."

"In our eyes, they are civilians, but maybe tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, one day anyway, there will always be a soul master among their juniors."

"At that time, their juniors will join Wuhun Palace and even become guards of Wuhun City."

"All in all, soul masters are their future. Who would be afraid of the future?"

"So it is."

Du Cheng's explanation was actually a bit profound, but Xiao Wu still understood:

"If this is the case, wouldn't Wuhun Palace still be a good organization?"

After the words came out, Xiao Wu's expression was a little tangled:

Her mother was killed by the Pope of Wuhun Temple, and there was a huge hatred between her and Wuhun Temple. However, according to Brother Cheng's description, Wuhun Temple seemed to be a good organization.

"The so-called 'good' and 'bad' are actually relative terms."

Before Du Cheng could speak, a somewhat feminine voice suddenly sounded.

"How did you come?"

Looking at Ju Douluo appearing in front of him, Xiao Wu had a look of dissatisfaction on his face:

She didn't want to give a good look to one of her mother's murderers.

"Since I agreed to be your protector, I must keep my word."

With a smile on his face, Ju Douluo was not dissatisfied with Xiao Wu's attitude:

"But I can give you a little answer to your question just now."

'Humph! '

A cold snort came out of Xiao Wu's mouth, and Xiao Wu looked a little disdainful:

"I'd like to hear what you have to say?"

"Everything has two sides."

Looking at Xiao Wu, Ju Douluo showed a smile on his face:

"To the civilians of Wuhun City, we are definitely kind, but to the two empires and the defenders of the imperial power, we are just rebellious officials and traitors."

"Similarly, for you, we can also call it 'evil'. Things in the world are never simply good and evil, good and evil that can be clearly explained."

"If you can get the recognition of Xiangsianxinhonghong, you will definitely achieve great things in the future. I never thought that I could get your forgiveness. I just hope that you can see through people's hearts earlier."

Listening to Ju Douluo's words, Xiao Wu said nothing, but Du Cheng's expression on the side was a little strange:

As for Ju Douluo, he originally just wanted to find a bodyguard for Xiao Wu, but judging from the current situation, this guy is actually willing to give Xiao Wu some teachings.

While Ju Douluo and Xiao Wu were conversing, in the meeting hall of the Pope's Palace, a man of short stature, wearing a luxurious black robe with gold patterns and a purple gold crown, was holding a two-meter-long, inlaid flower in his hand. The beautiful woman with the scepter of countless gems looked at the master in front of her with cold eyes.

"Isn't it really surprising that you, Yu Xiaogang, can come to see me?"

"Bibi Dong, you..."

Looking at Bibi Dong, who had fair and tender skin and exuded a noble and sacred aura, the master's eyes flashed with surprise:

She was obviously one year older than him, but at this moment she looked like a girl under 30 years old.

Memories, sadness, apologies...

Various emotions flashed through the master's eyes, and eventually they all turned into a blushing heat:

"How are you doing?"

While speaking, the master even deliberately lengthened his voice to make it appear particularly magnetic.

"Among the tens of thousands of people, the rulers of Wuhun Palace, even the emperors of the two great empires, must be courteous in front of me."

When his eyes fell on the master, Bibi Dong looked disdainful:

"Yu Xiaogang, why do you think I'm having a bad life?"

"Bibi Dong, you don't want to be like this."

There was clearly endless chill in Bibi Dong's words, but the master's face showed genuine affection:

If someone else were here, he might think that Bibi Dong was confessing her love to him just now.

"Bibi Dong, I know the pain in your heart."

With his eyes slightly red, the master continued:

"After so many years, I already know that what happened back then was just a misunderstanding."

"If you could have told me in time, we wouldn't be where we are today."

"Bibi Dong, as long as you are willing, I..."

"shut up!"

Before the master could speak, an extremely terrifying wave of soul power suddenly erupted from Bibi Dong:

"The name Bibi Dong was forgotten by me decades ago!"

"Yu Xiaogang, you should call me 'The Pope'!"

"Bibi Dong, you..."

"For the sake of our relationship back then, I'll give you one last chance."

With a fierce wave of his hand, the master was sent flying away. Watching the master fall to the ground, Bibi Dong spoke again with a cold face:

"If you still dare to say something bold, then don't blame this Pope for being ruthless!"

"you……"

He only had time to utter one word. After feeling the cold gaze from Bibi Dong, the master immediately swallowed his saliva and changed his tone:

"Your Majesty!"

As the words came out, the master's eyes flashed with a look of humiliation that he tried hard to control:

At that time, this woman was still crying in front of him and begging for his forgiveness, but now, she has turned her back and refused to recognize anyone.

Sure enough, he is just another guy who is greedy for power!

But for the master, this is not important.

I came to see Bibi Dong today. What he just said was just a simple attempt on his part:

It would be a happy event for him if he could reconcile with Bibi Dong.

But if it fails, he will continue to fulfill his purpose.

"Your Majesty, I came here this time because I actually want to discuss something with you."

"Ok?"

Hearing the master's words, Bibi Dong's eyes showed a mocking look:

Sure enough, this man is still as stupid and selfish as before!

As the youngest pope in the history of Wuhun Palace, he took over the position of pope at the age of less than 40 and allowed Wuhun Palace to develop rapidly and become one of the most powerful forces in Douluo Continent.

Bibi Dong's wisdom is naturally beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Although she had a past with the master, after so many years of calmness, she had already figured out many things.