Douluo: My Martial Spirit is the Ten Fierce Sky Horned Ants

Could it be that Dangerous Restriction buried a lot of trigger-type soul guides? Or are there many dangerous soul beasts raised here?

Thinking room.

Tang Yuehua followed the maid consciously, and then she asked softly, "Well, can I ask, what is His Majesty the Pope looking for me for?"

Hearing Tang Yuehua's words, the maidservant replied impatiently: "Why do you ask so many questions all the way, if it weren't for His Highness Dong Qing pampering you, you wouldn't even have the right to stand in front of me, and you wouldn't even have He died on the execution ground."

"I'm just asking casually. If I know what's going on, I can prepare in advance now. It's nothing else." Tang Yuehua sighed.

With her self-cultivation, she naturally wouldn't quarrel with a maid, and besides, no matter how dissatisfied she was with her, she was even a little jealous of herself.

Ever since the Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin used the token of the Holy Son to save her, and then Dong Qing came to take her away personally, in a sense, her life belonged to Dong Qing, and her people belonged to him as well.

If not, where could she go? Return to Haotianzong again? To be the master of Yuexuan Xuan again?

And even if Tang Yuehua returned to the Clear Sky School regardless of previous suspicions, and continued to serve as Yuexuan Xuanzhu, one of the external forces of the Clear Sky School, would the high level of the Clear Sky School believe that she had no resentment in her heart?

Of course she doesn't believe it, because even Tang Yuehua herself doesn't believe it, she will let go of the resentment of betrayal, she really hates the high level of the Haotian School who betrayed her ruthlessly.

What's more, for Tang Yuehua, she thought it was good to be by Dong Qing's side, especially when he was by her side, she actually felt that she had a particularly reassuring feeling.

This feeling of peace of mind, this special sense of security, Dong Qing was the first man to give Tang Yuehua this feeling, because he respected the music teacher in front of him from the bottom of his heart.

In addition, Dongqing is usually polite and respects teachers, even if he is learning the rhythm from Tang Yuehua, he is learning with all his heart, not just learning a little perfunctory to outsiders.

Tang Yuehua used to be the master of Yuexuan Xuan, who specially taught the rhythm and etiquette of the descendants of the royal family and nobles of the Tiandou Empire, how could she not know what they were thinking deep in their hearts?

There are not many people who study rhythm seriously. Most of them just learn a little bit of superficiality, which is enough to support their aristocratic temperament.

The most important thing is that Yuexuan is the only property that Haotianzong operates outside, and Tang Yuehua happens to be a direct blood disciple of Haotianzong. The royal family of Tiandou Empire and princes and nobles simply want to maintain a good relationship with Haotianzong.

After all, the Haotianzong is the closed sect, not the exterminated sect. Even Tang Chen, the peak ninety-nine-level peerless Douluo, just disappeared, and there is no news of his definite death.

If not, how could it be the turn of Tang Yuehua, a soul master who was innate with ninth-level soul power for life and could not be promoted, to be the teacher who was responsible for teaching etiquette and rhythm to the descendants of the royal family and nobles of the Heaven Dou Empire.

at this time.

The maid looked sideways at Tang Yuehua, and originally wanted to bully her with her 30th-level soul power, for example, using her soul power to forcibly suppress this little trash who was born with a ninth-level soul power for life.

But considering that Tang Yuehua is Dong Qing's temperament teacher, the maid did not dare to do such an excessive thing after all, so she pouted and said casually: "Don't ask, to be honest, I don't know what His Majesty the Pope wants you to do. "

"But you don't have to worry too much. If His Majesty the Pope really wants to hold you accountable for something, then I won't be the one who came, and you may not have the opportunity to come to this courtyard."

"To be honest, I don't know what His Royal Highness Dongqing is looking for in you. There are many excellent temperament teachers in the mainland, but he just takes a fancy to you."

In the end.

The maid's tone was a bit sour. Even though she was very dissatisfied with Tang Yuehua, she still didn't have the courage to really say the word trash. If Tang Yuehua turned around and complained to Dong Qing, wouldn't she...

In fact, it was not the first time Tang Yuehua had seen the dissatisfaction in the maid's eyes, but because of her low strength, even if she was dissatisfied, she could only swallow it forcibly.

In the Douluo Continent, where strength is very important, her innate ninth-level soul power and never being able to be promoted is the eternal pain in her heart, and it is also the reason why she was abandoned by the Clear Sky School.

But now Tang Yuehua, who has experienced the moment of life and death, betrayal and rescue, she has seen a lot, and it is good to stay honestly in Dongqing as a rhythm teacher.

At least there is still him, who respects himself as a teacher of temperament very much.

Wuhun City, Pope's Hall, Apse, Bi Yaxuan.

After walking to the end of the path, Tang Yuehua still followed the maid closely, worried about the unwarranted defensive restrictions she spoke of.

She really looked away, it doesn't mean she wants to seek death, but just ignores what outsiders think of her, and she also wants to spend the rest of her life well and pass on all her knowledge of rhythm to Dongqing.

at this time.

Tang Yuehua raised her head and glanced at the small buildings in Bi Yaxuan's courtyard. On the left and right, there was an exquisite building with window decorations, and the cornices and ridges were scattered and superimposed, which looked luxurious and elegant.

But at this moment, the maid patted her on the shoulder, motioned her to look to the left, and warned her softly not to look around here, just follow her honestly to see His Majesty the Pope.

Of course, Tang Yuehua obeyed the maid's reasonable request.

She looked to the left in the direction of the maid's finger. There was a semi-circular green pool with a width of more than twenty feet. Surrounding the pool was a large plum grove. The crimson flowers were blooming brightly, faintly There was a burst of fragrance of flowers, and the surrounding green grass was not withered.

In the center of Bilu Qingtan, there is a small pavilion.

In the gazebo, there was a woman with an overpowering appearance. Her figure was not very tall, about 1.7 meters, and she was wearing a bright golden long dress.

Perfect fit from head to toe.

If you look closely, you can see that she has a plump and round figure, with slender legs, thin where she should be thin, and fat where she should be fat, perfectly showing the charm of a mature woman invisible.

When she turned slightly sideways and looked at this side, her delicate body naturally revealed a graceful arc, the breeze outside the gazebo blew gently, and the light golden skirt moved with the wind, revealing the calf of suet white jade .

Fair skin, slender waist, almost perfect face, just right figure, make her look so different.

Noble, elegant, tranquil.

It seems that all the beautiful words in the world can be used on this woman. Although she is no longer young, time has not left traces on her.

And she is the idol in the hearts of female soul masters in Douluo Dalu today, Pope Bibi Dong.

While Tang Yuehua was secretly observing Bibi Dong, the maid beside her suddenly reached out and lifted her shoulders, and then the soul power surged all over her body, leading her across the water surface for a distance of more than twenty feet, to the gazebo in the center of the green pool .

Since there is no road to pass through this pavilion itself, it is built directly in the center of the green pool, so the maid can only carry Tang Yuehua here.

Bibi Dong noticed the breeze coming from behind, and waved her hand lightly, signaling the maid to leave.

Seeing this, the maid nodded slightly, indicating that she understood what His Majesty the Pope meant.

Then her soul power surged again, and with a slight kick on her white legs, she crossed a distance of more than 20 feet on the surface of the emerald green pool, and left the pavilion.

"You are Xiaoqing's rhythm teacher?"