In Douluo, the female pope used me as a substitute for her first love

"Dong, Dong."

Late at night, Wang Zhao returned to the house. He knocked on the door twice, and the door opened automatically.

Why do you say "automatically"?

Because there was no one behind the door.

"?"

Wang Zhao's eyes widened slightly, and suddenly turned behind him a little bit, and saw a ghost...

Ahem.

It turned out to be Sister Die standing quietly, with a dim look, like a woman who had been waiting for her husband at home for a long time but never saw him return.

"Why did you come back so late?"

Her voice was as usual, still so cold and plain, but at this time it was like a burst of severe ice, freezing Wang Zhao.

Wang Zhao felt this strange atmosphere, and he didn't know if it was his own imagination or something, but the sense of déjà vu in his heart became stronger and stronger.

"Die, Sister Die, you haven't slept yet..."

So he yawned and said with a sleepy face, intending to fool him.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Wang Zhao himself was also stunned.

Why did he do this?

He didn't do anything wrong...

Strange.

"Come back earlier next time."

Die didn't ask any more questions, just said calmly, and then walked into the house.

Wang Zhao smiled and said yes, and hurriedly followed her in, closing the door.

God and heaven are conscientious, he really didn't do anything tonight.

What can two little brats do?

It's just a little brat, comforting another little brat.

But...

Is that really all?

Wang Zhao inexplicably felt that his brain was a little dull today. It seemed that after the scene at the door of the library, he and a certain girl were no longer just strangers reading books together.

Or in other words, the two were still just strangers in name only.

Since they were strangers...

Then it would be reasonable to hug for a while, right?

Anyway, that's how Wang Zhao comforted himself.

Walking into the house, he suddenly noticed a room that had never been lit at night, and saw a contoured figure through the window paper.

That was Bibi Dong's room.

In the past, Bibi Dong, as a saint, had her own bedroom in the Spirit Hall, so it was not appropriate for her to live in the mansion. Usually, only Die and Wang Zhao lived in the mansion.

But why did she come here today?

As if she noticed the doubts of the boy next to her, Die explained:

"The Saint is relatively free now. Who knows when she will become the pope in the future, at least during this period of time, she can easily act according to her own preferences."

"So, Sister Dong'er will live here tonight?"

Die nodded.

At this time, Bibi Dong in the room seemed to have noticed Wang Zhao's return. She didn't even raise her head, but just sorted out the documents in her hand and called out to the outside.

"Wang Zhao, come in."

Hearing this, Wang Zhao paused, looked at Sister Die next to him, smiled bitterly, and walked in with small steps.

I'm afraid I can't rest tonight.

"Take a look at these things, and then we will discuss the deployment of the Spirit Hall's personnel and the arrangements for the Haotian Sect tomorrow..."

The two began to have a long talk.

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In the early morning of the next day.

Wang Zhao stood on the eaves, looking at Bibi Dong's figure in the distance, his eyes were leisurely.

It will be another revolution...

I don't know if my plan in it can be satisfactory.

After all, I have coveted that thing for a long time.

Wang Zhao thought.

He will naturally not go with him this time, nor does he intend to join in the fun, after all, he is just a small soul master.

More importantly, even if he goes, what identity should he go with?

Bibi Dong's student?

The student of the future pope?

None of this is appropriate, and it does not conform to Wang Zhao's own way of living.

Becoming the target of public criticism, in addition to the possibility of glory, there will be endless troubles in the future. How can you practice with peace of mind?

In this regard, some people may choose to be glorious, but he will not.

For Wang Zhao, it is better to pursue "no anxiety" than to pursue peace and happiness.

Moreover, as the new pope who is about to take office, this infinitely glorious scene should be performed by Bibi Dong herself...

Pope's Palace.

Bibi Dong, wearing the noble saint's dress, stood at the head, overlooking a group of strong men, bishops, knights, and legions.

She took a breath slowly, exhaled, and then calmly and loudly said:

"Fellows of the Spirit Hall!"

"Our Pope Qianxunji fought for the safety of the continent and hunted down the thief Tang Hao, which was a righteous army; but he did not change his bad nature and committed heinous crimes, which eventually led to the death of the Pope of our Spirit Hall and the loss of his holy prestige."

"Thinking that Tang Hao is now like a stray dog, hiding in the dark corners of the continent like a rat crossing the street, this is not enough to quell the resentment."

"Considering that he is a disciple of the Haotian Sect, and the Haotian Sect has been in close contact with our Spirit Hall in recent years. There are so many frictions. If that's the case, we can't let it go. Let's settle the old and new accounts together!"

At this time, Ghost Douluo, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly stood up, bowed to Bibi Dong, and then echoed:

"Please give the order from the Saint, and send troops to Haotian to avenge our Pope!"

Since Ghost Douluo has taken the lead, Chrysanthemum Douluo will not be idle anymore, and also stood up:

"Please give the order from the Saint, and send troops to Haotian to avenge our Pope!"

Seeing this, the bishops, knights, and legions below immediately knelt on one knee, with great momentum, and shouted in unison:

"Please give the order from the Holy Lady to send troops to Haotian to avenge us and the Pope!!!"

Bibi Dong did not speak immediately, but looked far away, as if waiting for something.

finally.

Outside the Pope's Palace, a majestic golden light pillar rose from the mountain in the distance, and two figures dressed in gold robes and silver embroidery slowly walked out from both sides of the light pillar.

Both of them have blond hair and tall figures. The one on the left has a cold gaze, like a giant beast in the abyss, devouring everything; the one on the right is shaped like a lion, with a pair of red eyes like torches, and exudes a warm aura, as if it wants to burn everything.

Worship Hall...

The second offering is Golden Crocodile Douluo!

The fourth offering, Lion Douluo!

The experienced personnel present immediately recognized these two figures.

In this way, it is self-evident what that golden beam of light means.

The legendary great worshiper, the invincible veteran Angel Douluo in the sky, Qian Daoliu!

What does the arrival of the Enshrinement Hall mean at this moment?

The people present couldn't help but secretly guess in their hearts, but they were guessing, but in fact, they already had the answer deep in their hearts.

This wave...

Haotianzong’s “pill”!

Qian Daoliu did not come forward directly.

The two worshippers were speechless. They just stepped on the void and silently stood on either side of Bibi Dong.

The meaning it expresses is also self-evident——

They came to support Bibi Dong and express their support on behalf of the Enshrining Hall.

At this time, Bibi Dong finally spoke:

"Send the order, organize the army and use martial arts. If you don't break Haotian this time... I swear you won't return it!"

"I swear I won't pay it back until I break Haotian!"

"I swear I won't return it until I break Haotian!"

"I swear I won't return it until I break Haotian!"

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