Why Does The Pope Always Look At You?

"Xiaozong, the pope is beautiful!" Xiao Wu's whispering sound came from the ears of the clan.

"Hmm!!"

The clan nodded subconsciously.

"His—it hurts."

At some point, Xiao Wu's high heels had already stepped on the toes of the clan, and the pain almost made the clan make a pig.

"Huh! Who told you to make such a shameful expression, it made me ashamed." Xiao Wu pursed her mouth and complained in dissatisfaction.

Hearing this, the clan was relieved and looked around.

I found that the other eight people in the Tiandou team had different expressions, and they all looked at themselves with complicated eyes.

I saw the Dugu Goose looking at him with a smile but a smile, which made the clan's heart flutter.

Ye Lingling smiled sweetly, looked at the clan, nodded her head slightly, and didn't say much.

The three of Graphite, Stone Mill, and Yu Tianheng showed admiration for the clan, and their pupils shone brightly. As if to say: You are a real clan, even under the crown of the pope, he dare to look blatantly, with a coveted expression.

As for the two great treasures of Oslo and Yufeng, they directly gave a thumbs up to the clan, and their eyes revealed the color of worship.

In the end, it was Xiao Wu. What made the clan clan felt strange that Xiao Wu did not show any hatred against Bi Dong as in the original work.

The two cheeks were bulging, and they looked at the clan with a vague expression, like a jealous little daughter-in-law.

The clan smiled faintly, and when he was surprised, he retracted his gaze, rubbed Xiao Wu's head, and apologized: "Okay, it's mine."

I have to say that touching the head to kill Xiao Wu and try Bai Ling is more effective than asking her to eat a luxurious carrot meal.

In an instant, Xiao Wu's anger disappeared.

At this time, Bibi Dong finally walked over slowly, surrounded by the cardinal.

When passing in front of the clan, he stopped, glanced at Xiao Wu, showing a faint smile, and finally fixed on the clan.

Perceiving Bibi Dong's gaze, the clan raised his head subconsciously, and looked at him again, the throbbing from the depths of his soul instantly became extremely real.

At this moment, without the clan's knowledge. Acacia Heartbroken, lying quietly in the storage space of the system, was shaking violently, as if excited, as if meeting the owner, emitting a rich red light.

A faint smile appeared on Bibi Dong's face, and he smiled very sincerely, without any deception.

"Little... Clan, you are fine, I am very optimistic about you." The soft and beautiful voice sounded in Clan's ears, it was so intoxicating.

Forcibly suppressing the throbbing in his heart, the clan smiled and bowed, and said calmly: "Thank you for the pope's praise."

The clan and Bibi Dong didn't deliberately lower their voices. In addition, they were surrounded by soul masters, and their hearing was much higher than ordinary people, so they could hear clearly.

As soon as this remark came out, it could be said that a blow of the stone caused a thousand waves of waves, and under the crown of the Emperor Wuhundian, who was above tens of thousands, he actually boasted of a person to his face, and it was not a person who belonged to the Wuhundian.

"You are fine, I am very optimistic about you."

A short sentence, less than ten words, but the weight it represents is extremely heavy.

You know, even if Hu Liena was the first genius of the Golden Generation of Wuhun Palace, the soul emperor who was less than twenty years old had never received such a honor.

Ning Fengzhi and Jian Douluo who were standing next to each other looked at each other under the VIP stage in front of the Pope's Hall, secretly rejoicing in his heart.

Fortunately, the clan and his disciple Xue Qinghe have become brothers of the opposite sex, and fortunately, I have a good daughter who can make good clan. Otherwise, once he is drawn to the Spirit Hall, the soul master world in the future will be the world of the Spirit Hall.

Perhaps because he was worried about the delay, Bibi Dong looked away from the clan, revealing a trace of perseverance in his eyes.

When it was approaching, the corner of his eyes glanced at Xiao Wu, leaving a meaningful word.

"Little rabbit, you are also very good."

Xiao Wu was not surprised at this, she snorted softly, pursed her small mouth, and turned her head not to look at the other party.

This caused the clan to the side to feel at a loss.

The VIP desk in front of the Papal Palace.

There are seven seats, the main seat in the middle, which is for the Pope.

There are three seats on the left side of the main seat and two seats on the right side.

Bibi Dong slowly walked towards the VIP table in front of the Pope's Palace. At some unknown time, two people appeared behind her.

One of them couldn't see his specific appearance, but he gave people a feeling of depression and danger. The other was male and female, and his skin was as silky as a baby. If he hadn't seen clearly that he had a Adam's apple, he would have been considered a woman.

These two are not Bibi Dong's right and left hands, the two elders of the Wuhun Palace, Gui Douluo Guimei and Ju Douluo Jumeiguan?

When he approached the VIP station, Bibi Dong and Qibao Liuli Sect Master Ning Fengzhi looked at each other, and both nodded.

The same gaze swept across Jian Douluo Chenxin, and finally fell on Poison Douluo Dugubo. Dugu Bo was obviously a little frightened compared to Bi Dong, and didn't dare to look at him.

Bibi Dong smiled faintly, slowly boarded the VIP table, and walked towards the main seat.

Ning Fengzhi, Jian Douluo, Dugu Bo, Juhuaguan, and Ghost Douluo followed closely, walking towards the three seats on the left and the two seats on the right, but did not sit down.

Turning around ~www.mtlnovel.com~Bibi Dong glanced across the three finalists, and the angel scepter touched the ground and made a light noise.

"You are all outstanding among young soul masters, and I hope to see you display all your talents and strengths in the arena. The ultimate winner will receive the greatest reward from the Spirit Hall."

While talking, Bibi Dong waved the angel's scepter lightly. No one could see what she was doing, and the three light spots suddenly magnified in front of her.

When the three lights came out, everyone showed greed.

Even the clan is no exception.

Because these are three soul bones, even if the clan and Xiao Wu don't need them, they can be left to the kitty! No matter how bad it is, I can't give Tang San that dog thief.

Standing on the right side, Ghost Douluo used his spirit power to say loudly: "These three spirit bones are the right arm of the bursting and burning flame, the left leg of the chasing wind that moves quickly, and the wisdom skull of the condensed spirit. They all come from Wannian. Soul beast. Among them, the wisdom skull, which is condensed by spirit, is the most outstanding. It comes from a soul beast that is more than 50,000 years old."

Bibi Dong said indifferently: "There is only one winner, and the winner will get the ownership of the three soul bones. I hope that the top three teams who enter the finals will have the style and level of the game. Go all out to create a good result."

The soul masters standing in the audience all clapped their hands and cheered after hearing them, and uttered warm cheers.

Only the corners of the clan's mouth twitched, and he murmured in his heart: "How come these words become more and more familiar! It's almost like saying 'friendship first, competition second'"

Next, the three teams began to play individual elimination matches among the seven.

The finals officially kicked off.