Douluo: Protects Our Spirit Hall

Wuhun City.

Pope's Palace, Council Hall.

In the entire empty discussion hall, there was only Bibi Dong alone.

As always, she sat upright on the lavender pope's throne, with her jade legs crossed lazily.

The pope's long dress with bright purple and gold on her body fits very well, and it fits tightly with her curvaceous body, which looks very chic.

A long pink-purple hair was casually bundled behind his head, which complemented the nine-curved purple-gold crown on his head. The whole person blended into the hazy purple halo around him, looking both noble and charming.

Her skin was fair and tender, and her face was almost perfect. She couldn't tell that she was over forty now, but more like a little girl in her early twenties.

Bibi Dong is still so amazingly beautiful, her body is rich in nobility, elegance and tranquility, which makes her look so different.

If Ye Qifeng was still here, he would definitely not shy away from contributing his own praise and appreciation.

You may even exclaim "please hug" directly.

Anyway, for the past four years, he has been acting as Bibi Dong's humanoid pillow, and there seems to be no problem.

As long as the skin is thick enough, nothing is impossible.

At this moment, Bibi Dong supported her cheek with one jade hand, and held a page of letter paper with the other, her beautiful lavender eyes staring straight at the letter paper, as if she was in a daze.

She has repeatedly read the content on the letter paper, back and forth, upside down, and she has read it many times, and even every word and sentence on it has long been familiar to her, and she has memorized it in her heart.

But I always feel like I can't see enough.

Whenever she has time, whenever she has free time, she can't help but take it out to take a look, and then stay blank for a while.

This letter was handed to Bibi Dong seven days ago when Gui Mei returned to Wuhun City to report information about Tang Hao and Tang San and his son to Bibi Dong according to Ye Qifeng's arrangement.

This letter was exactly what Ye Qifeng wrote to Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong's lavender eyes stared at the beginning of the letter without blinking, and saw that the first sentence written at the beginning was -- "My favorite teacher Dong'er".

"East."

Bibi Dong whispered softly.

She hadn't heard this name for a long time, because only people who were extremely close to her would call her that.

Or in other words, only people who are extremely close to her would allow her to be called that.

Besides her parents who have been dead for many years, the only people who have called her that way are Qian Xun Ji and trash Yu Xiaogang.

Thinking of those two people, Bibi Dong couldn't help raising her eyebrows, her brow furrowed, and her face instantly turned ugly.

One is disgusted, the other is disappointed.

Bibi Dong hurriedly shook her head, forcing herself not to recall the unbearable past.

She always kept Ye Qifeng's words in mind, and did not want to be affected by negative emotions, and Ye Qifeng was not there, so she could not suppress and purify negative emotions for her.

She also didn't want to interrupt Ye Qifeng's experience.

"Fortunately I have a little wind."

Bibi Dong exhaled softly, and felt a burst of warmth when Ye Qifeng called her "Dong'er", but she didn't realize that she subconsciously ignored the word "teacher" at the end.

Moving her gaze slightly, she turned to the front, and Bibi Dong snorted inwardly, thinking:

"Xiaofeng actually said that I was his favorite... How could anyone write a letter like this? Douluo Continent's letter starts with a name, and at most, add your identity, title, or title. Xiaofeng This way of writing, it's like writing a love letter... wait a minute, love letter?"

Bibi Dong was stunned for a moment, and then Xue Gan's face quickly turned red.

The eyes quickly glanced down, and the contents behind the letter were reflected in the beautiful eyes:

"Fate made me meet the teacher. I was supposed to accompany the teacher and shield the teacher from the wind and rain of my life, but I had to leave Wuhun City temporarily... I hope the teacher forgives..."

"After I left Wuhun City, I missed my teacher for a day, as if three autumns had passed. Now a month has passed, as if decades have passed... I miss the warmth of the teacher so much. I have a feeling of wanting to go back immediately and accompany the teacher. Unfortunately, there are still things to do..."

"This journey is very safe, and there are no dangers. You don't have to worry about it, teacher, I'm fine. During this period of time, I have encountered many interesting things and seen a lot of beautiful scenery. Many customs on the mainland are also unique. The taste...if possible, I must go and see it with the teacher in the future."

"I wonder how the teacher is doing in Wuhun City? Are you sleeping well? Are you troubled by negative emotions? ... If the teacher is troubled by negative emotions, you must remember to inform me in time, even if there are thousands of mountains and rivers, I will Be sure to get back to the teacher."

"...I know that the teacher is suffering, but it's okay, I can bear it for the teacher...As long as the teacher is happy...The teacher's smile is very beautiful, I like it very much, teacher When you smile, looking at it makes you feel so wonderful, and it always makes you linger..."

"Also, the teacher remembers to rest more and don't rush to deal with government affairs. I know that the teacher is ambitious and has a plan. However, don't worry, take your time, some plans need time to settle, you can do it slowly... .. If you can handle some government affairs, um... Leave it to Elder Ju to handle it, he can stand it. The teacher can be lazy..."

"..."

"Next, I'm going to keep going. I'll go see if there's any good stuff, pack it all up, and bring it back to the teacher as a gift."

"Teacher, wait for me to come back.--Love your little wind!"

Bibi Dong's face was rosy, Mei Mu looked at what was written on the letter, over, over, over and over again.

Ye Qifeng read between the lines, full of missing, caring and caring, making Bibi Dong feel extremely warm in her heart, the warmth flowing in her heart, both warm and comfortable.

She had never felt this way.

At this moment, she was a little crazy.

Involuntarily, she pressed the letter paper tightly to her plump chest, her heart thumping and thumping, and she began to recall the past few years when she and Ye Qifeng lived together. ....

Stayed for a long time.

Bibi Dong gradually came back to her senses, her face still rosy, she first took a deep breath, then let it out, her red lips parted lightly, and her voice softly said:

"Xiaofeng has grown up~~~"

The voice was as thin as a mosquito, only she could hear it.

At this time.

The double doors of the conference hall were pushed open.

A chrysanthemum-yellow figure rushed in quickly.

Bibi Dong's eyebrows wrinkled, her red lips curled up secretly, she was a little unhappy, she was all too familiar with this Juhuang figure.

Isn't it the Ju-Elder Yueguan, the chrysanthemum in Juli.

Or Xiaofeng is right, some government affairs should be left to Yueguan to do, so that he can be more leisurely than himself and still have time to fiddle with flowers and plants.

Bibi Dong carefully put away the "love letter" in her hand, and put it on her full chest for collection without revealing any trace, while secretly slandering Yueguan, feeling that she should give him more government affairs.

"Your Majesty, something happened!"

Before the person arrives, the sound comes first, and the high-pitched and seductive voice comes first.

Yueguan's figure then fell to the center of the conference hall, and immediately knelt down to salute.

"What happened?"

Bibi Dong stimulated her soul power, first pressed down the ruddy face on her face, and returned to her usual icy pope appearance, then looked at Yueguan in a chrysanthemum-yellow attire, and asked lightly.

"Reporting to His Majesty the Pope, there is news from Fasino Province in the southwest of the Heaven Dou Empire. In the southwestern region of Fasino Province, there are several cities where the halls of the Spirit Hall have been maliciously destroyed. The suspect is suspected to be Haotian. Douluo Tang Hao."

Yueguan immediately reported back.

He was a little excited at this time, Tang Hao's dog finally couldn't hide it, and the dog's tail leaked out.

Six years ago, I didn't know what happened to the big worship, but he let him run away, what a...cough cough.

Shouldn't he be able to run away this time?

Wuhun Hall would never let Tang Hao go. After all, he killed the former Pope Qian Xunji and Elder Jin Ming, the son of the second enshrined Golden Crocodile Douluo.

The next step should be to send personnel to besiege it, right?

Yueguan has already thought about it, and he is going to call his old partner Gui Mei to participate in this siege operation.

As long as Tang Hao was killed, their two broken Dao Hearts could be repaired.

Maybe in the future, the cultivation base can be improved to a higher level.

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