People in Douluo, Wuhun Devil Fruit

"Do you think I am someone who is afraid of trouble? Now that Ning Rongrong has joined our Wuhun Academy, she is a student of the Wuhun Academy. If she wants to stay here, no one can Take it away!" Bibi Dong shouted coldly.

Ning Fengzhi frowned slightly. He didn't expect Bibi Dong's attitude to be so tough. In this case, he could only place his hope on Ning Rongrong wanting to return to the sect with him.

The three people on Jun Yi's side arrived at the door of the outer hall of the Pope's Palace. Two guards in silver armor blocked their way. All the guards raised their spears at the same time. "This is a forbidden area. If you come one step closer, you will be killed without mercy."

"Huh? Why do they even dare to stop the saint?" Jun Yi asked curiously.

"No matter who enters the Wuhun Hall, they need to show their identity token, otherwise they will not even be qualified to enter the Pope's Hall."

"Then they must also know your appearance, senior sister? Why are they still trying to stop you?" Ning Rongrong continued to ask.

"This is the rule, recognize the cards but not the people."

As Hu Liena explained, she took out a token and handed it to the leading guard. When the guard saw the pattern on the token clearly, he saluted Hu Liena and said, "See the Saint."

The other guards also bowed to Hu Liena.

"The Pope has ordered me to take a few of them into the palace." Hu Liena explained.

Then everyone opened a path for the four of them, and the four of them walked towards the inner hall of the Pope's Palace. There were also many guards guarding the door of the inner hall. After Hu Liena revealed her identity, they finally entered the Pope's Palace.

As soon as he opened the door, Jun Yi was shocked by the thousand-square-meter hall of the Pope's Palace. The level of luxury decoration was far beyond his imagination. It is magnificent, and the murals on the walls are all lifelike. Each painting seems to represent the inheritance of a certain period of history.

Among them, a giant sculpture placed next to the wall caught Jun Yi's attention. The sculpture was engraved with a woman whose whole body was shining with golden light. The woman's eyes were closed, and there was a smile at the corner of her mouth. There were six pairs of huge wings behind her. It gives people infinite majesty.

This sculpture is the god enshrined in Wuhun Temple, the first-level god Angel God.

The most eye-catching one is Bibi Dong sitting on the Pope's chair, wearing a luxurious black robe with gold patterns, a nine-curved purple gold crown on his head, and holding a scepter about two meters long and inlaid with countless gems. . Her fair skin and almost perfect face make her look so unique.

"Is this the Pope? So beautiful."

Ning Rongrong looked at the soft and beautiful woman in front of her, who was the current supreme ruler of Wuhun Palace and the target of all soul masters' pilgrimage, the Pope. She couldn't help but sigh. She originally thought that the Pope would be an old woman or an aunt, but she didn't expect that he turned out to be a A graceful woman in her thirties.

Bibi Dong slowly looked at the few people, her eyes lightly sweeping in front of them. Especially when her eyes fell on Ning Rongrong, her eyes became strange, gentle, nostalgic, and a little bit... disgust.

"Teacher, Sect Leader Ning, Junior Sister Rongrong is here." Hu Liena saluted several people.

Bibi Dong withdrew her gaze and nodded gently, saying, "Yeah."

On the seats below the Pope's chair, Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo were sitting above them, quietly watching the four people arriving.

When Ning Fengzhi saw Ning Rongrong, he was not angry. Instead, he smiled and said, "Rongrong, Xiaoyi, come here."

"Um."

Ning Rongrong was still a little scared, so she followed Jun Yi quietly and came to sit next to Ning Fengzhi.

If she made a mistake normally, Ning Rongrong would not have any fear at all. After all, she was under her father's nose. But this was the first time she left her family and went out alone. She knew that what she did was indeed a bit too much.

"Miss Zhuqing, you are coming here too." Jun Yi waved to Zhu Zhuqing who was standing aside. Zhu Zhuqing nodded lightly and sat next to Ning Rongrong.

"Sect Master Ning, I didn't expect your daughter to be so beautiful. She is exactly the same as she was back then, except for her eyes." Bibi Dong said with a somewhat regretful tone.

Hearing this, Ning Fengzhi smiled slightly and said, "His Majesty the Pope is joking."

Ning Fengzhi turned to Ning Rongrong and said: "Rongrong, salute to the Pope."

Ning Rongrong looked at Bibi Dong, bowed and said, "See His Majesty the Pope."

"No need to be polite, I called you here this time to ask for your opinion. Are you willing to stay in my martial arts academy?" Bibi Dong looked at Ning Rongrong and asked lightly.

"Are you staying at Wuhun Academy?" After hearing this, Ning Rongrong couldn't help but look at his father and Jun Yi, wanting to see what their attitudes were.

Ning Fengzhi was extremely calm and could not see any intentions. When Ning Rongrong looked at Jun Yi, she found that he was looking intently at Bibi Dong on the Pope's chair.

"Jun Yi is such a nympho! The Pope can be his grandmother! How can he keep staring at her!" Ning Rongrong was extremely angry inside, but she didn't show it.

Then Ning Rongrong turned to look at Ning Fengzhi and said her thoughts: "Dad, you lied to me and said that the college before had so many powerful people, but it turned out to be a small college in a shabby village, and the students in it were weirder than the others. I I think it’s good here and I want to stay here.”

Hearing this, Ning Fengzhi sighed, touched Ning Rongrong's hair, and said, "Since you have decided, then dad respects your choice."

Having said this, he turned to look at Jun Yi and asked: "Xiao Yi, do you want to stay here too? Haven't you already agreed to join Tiandou Royal Academy?"

Under Ning Fengzhi's call, Jun Yi came back to his senses and complained in his heart: "Good guy, I was so engrossed in it all of a sudden, so embarrassing, Amitabha, sin, sin."

"I can do it, Uncle Ning. I have passed the assessment and applied to become a borrowing student, and I have paid 2,000 gold soul coins as tuition. If I want to leave, I have to get the tuition back." Jun Yi replied slowly.

Although Jun Yi said this, he knew that since Ning Rongrong stayed here, then Jun Yi would definitely stay, so it didn't matter what he said.

"Then can you stay? It's good to take care of Rongrong." Ning Fengzhi asked Jun Yi's opinion.

Jun Yi nodded, "Okay Uncle Ning."

"Are you Jun Yi, the only borrowing student who passed the assessment in Wuhun Academy in recent years?" Bibi Dong suddenly said, her eyes still fixed on Jun Yi.

Jun Yi was stunned for a moment, nodded, and said: "Yes, His Holiness."

"You are very good, 12 years old and level 32, your physical fitness is far superior to that of ordinary soul masters, you are not seduced by Nana, and your mental strength is also very strong. Geniuses like you are indeed rare," Bibi Dong said lightly.

"If I am not mistaken, the next sentence should be, 'Jun Yi, do you want to join the Spirit Hall?'" Jun Yi thought to himself.

Bibi Dong said: "Jun Yi, do you want to join the Spirit Hall?"

"Sure enough, I guessed right."

Jun Yi naturally chose to refuse, shook his head and replied: "Thanks to the love of His Holiness, but I was born in Tiandou and am the sworn brother of His Holiness Qinghe. If I want to join the Spirit Hall, I have to get his consent."

Bibi Dong looked at him deeply, a trace of pleasure flashed in the depths of her eyes, I don't know what she was thinking...

It's on the shelves, happy (ˊωˋ*), brothers, the day w has begun