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

After a while.

Wang Zhao discussed some things with the core masters of the Spirit Hall present, and only left with Bibi Dong when the night was getting darker.

Except for the seven great worshippers and Qian Renxue, the Titled Douluo elders also left with their own concerns soon after. After all, the performance of Wang Zhao, the mysterious Holy Son, today undoubtedly shocked some of them who had little contact with Wang Zhao on weekdays.

This Holy Son...

What the hell is he? !

They couldn't help but wonder in their hearts.

At such an age, he can reach such a realm, and even more so, he has such strength.

Why does he look like he is more evil than the current Pope Bibi Dong.

Of course, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Wang Zhao has a special relationship with the eldest lady of the Qian family, and the worship hall is also like this. In addition, with Bibi Dong's support... these ordinary elders naturally would not have any suicidal thoughts of exploring Wang Zhao's secrets, but just secretly guessing in their hearts.

By the way, maybe they will also think about how to build a good relationship with Wang Zhao.

At this point, they just recalled that Ju Douluo was said to have a good relationship with His Highness the Son of God, and they couldn't help but sigh.

Ju Douluo...

What a visionary!

After this battle, Wang Zhao, the Son of God, was completely recognized by everyone.

After all, with such a demonic appearance, who else can be the Son of God?

It can only be said that the Spirit Hall will prosper!

...

Soon, a few days passed, and it was the night before Wang Zhao set out to explore the continent.

In the courtyard.

Wang Zhao and a group of young female friends he met in the Spirit City were having a party.

"Sister Xue, I envy you so much that you can go out and play with Brother Zhao."

Tianyue, a little loli with blonde hair and twin ponytails, hugged Qian Renxue's arm and pouted.

"We are not going out to play."

Silently rubbing Tianyue's little head, Qian Renxue said with a deep look in her eyes.

Brother Zhao?

Damn Wang Xiaozhao, he actually provoked Xiaoyue, it's simply unforgivable!

Thinking of this, she looked up at the sky, and couldn't help but cast a resentful look at Wang Zhao who was sitting opposite, next to Hu Liena on the left and Bai Chenxiang on the right.

Wang Zhao: "..."

He blinked at Qian Renxue innocently, and suddenly noticed something, so he found an excuse to get up and leave the courtyard.

Recently, Bibi Dong and the current angel army leader Ling Yuan have been together for some time. They call each other best friends in private and are now chatting in the room.

In this small house, apart from Wang Zhao, Bibi Dong and a few guests, the only one left is Die, who is busy in the kitchen.

Wang Zhao just noticed Die passing by the courtyard by accident, and just thought about getting up and following her.

Speaking of which, this sister Die has been a little strange recently.

But Wang Zhao couldn't say what was strange.

Die is usually taciturn, as if she can come and go at will, playing the role of a normal maid.

However, after so many years of getting along, Wang Zhao can no longer treat her as an ordinary "superior and subordinate" relationship. As for how to describe it specifically, he is still unclear. He just thinks that it is probably because he has called her "Sister Die" for too long, and he actually thinks of her as a real sister in his heart.

So, Wang Zhao quietly followed Die to the gate of the house through the distorted light technique he learned from Qian Renxue three years ago.

"Come out."

Just as the door was just closed, Die stared at the distance indifferently and suddenly said.

"It would be fine if you followed me farther away, but when the door was closed just now, you were so close to me, how could you hide from my perception."

"..."

Hearing this, Wang Zhao had to reveal his figure and appeared behind Die, smiling awkwardly and said:

"Hehe, Sister Die is really amazing."

At this time, Die suddenly turned around.

The two of them were not aware of it for a while, because they were very close, their faces were almost touching.

Wang Zhao was stunned. He thought Die would take a step back soon, but she didn't move at all. She just kept an ambiguous distance and looked at him with a faint gaze.

Wang Zhao was subconsciously a little nervous when he met her eyes, but he didn't know why he gradually relaxed in the quietness at that moment.

"Sister Die, what's wrong with you recently?"

He asked after a moment.

Die's eyes, which were as calm as water and seemed a little hazy, became clear in an instant after hearing Wang Zhao's voice, and then she slowly took a few steps back and turned around again, with her back to Wang Zhao.

She shook her head and didn't respond to this question. She just turned to the fact that Wang Zhao had just followed her but was discovered by her, and reminded him:

"Remember to be more careful when you go out in the future. After all, I won't follow you."

Hearing this, Wang Zhao, who had felt a little regretful about the fragrance gradually disappearing as Die left, was stunned for a moment, as if he suddenly understood what was going on with her.

Speaking of which,

For various reasons, he had separated from Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue. After coming to this familiar yet strange Douluo World, the one who had been with him the longest was...

Sister Die.

By the way, it seems that when he was six years old, he was also carried to Wuhun City by Die.

Wang Zhao opened his mouth, wanting to say something but stopped. Looking at Die's somewhat lonely back, he couldn't help but say:

"Sister Die, you can actually come with me..."

"No need."

But suddenly, Die turned around again, folded her hands behind her back, her eyebrows curved, and continued:

"I know you must have some plans this time. It's not convenient to bring soul masters other than those with dragon martial souls, right?"

"Also, with your current strength, Sister Die seems to be unable to help you."

Wang Zhao wanted to argue but was speechless. For the first time, he felt that his brain was not enough, so he had to lower his head and remain silent.

At this time, Die smiled and walked to him again, tiptoed slightly, stretched out her hand, and stroked his face.

"You've grown taller and more handsome."

"I really don't know which girl will be lucky enough in the future, that Xiaoxue, or..."

As she was talking, Die's originally gentle eyes suddenly became a little hazy because she was so close to Wang Zhao at this moment.

She inadvertently looked at Wang Zhao's plump and distinct lips, and suddenly a strong impulse surged in her heart.

However, she soon suppressed it deep in her heart, and finally did not cross the gap.

"Wang Zhao, spread your wings and fly high."

"And I will always wait for you at home..."

The fragrant wind gradually faded away again.

Wang Zhao recovered and looked back at the figure of Butterfly walking back into the house, his eyes changing several times.

It seemed that he thought of something, and finally, a firm expression appeared on his face.

"Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eyes...Immortal Nine-Curved Demonic Dragon Vine...Dark Dragon Butterfly..."

(End of this volume)