Douluo: My Wuhun Tetanus Blade

Chapter 272 Stayed at the Pope’s Palace

"Your Majesty, Wang Mo is here."

After entering the door, Yue Guan coughed slightly and looked respectfully at the beautiful young woman under the sunset.

Compared with Wang Mo's unrestrained looking up and down, he was much more reserved.

His eyes were clear and clean, and he glanced slightly to the side, not looking directly at the other person, for fear of being overstepped in the slightest.

Although Bibi Dong is as gentle as water now, as his right-hand man, Yue Guan has seen with his own eyes what the other person looks like when he goes crazy.

To be honest, even thinking about that look now, De Yueguan still couldn't help but feel a tremor in his heart and a slight chill.

heard.

Bibi Dong turned slightly sideways, and her eyes fell on Wang Mo at the door.

"Oh~, Xiao Mo is here."

A voice like the sounds of nature sounded, and Bibi Dong staggered over from the window with a smile on her face.

"Sit down, sit down, I've heard a lot about you in the past few years, and I haven't seen you for a few years, and you have become more and more handsome. You are really good. You are worthy of being a young hero who has been famous in the mainland since he was a child. "

Hearing Bibi Dong's compliments in his ears and reflecting her approaching figure in his eyes, Wang Mo was not sure what she was thinking.

Logically speaking, Bibi Dong summoned him a month ago, but Wang Mo delayed it for a month. Shouldn't the other party be furious?

Wang Mo was even mentally prepared to be kicked out and even thrown off the Pope Mountain.

But Bibi Dong's current attitude made him a little confused as a monk.

"Your Majesty"

Frowning, Wang Mo was about to say something, but Bibi Dong raised her hand to interrupt him.

"I already know about you and Xue'er. To be honest, if it were anyone else, I wouldn't have agreed to this marriage, but if it were you, you barely deserve it."

As Qian Renxue's biological mother, Bibi Dong naturally understands Qian Renxue's talent. Her innate soul power is level [-], which is unprecedented!

It's a pity that that girl's ambition is not in cultivation.

If she can practice wholeheartedly, Bibi Dong believes that Qian Renxue's achievements will definitely be far greater than those of Wang Mo now.

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Looking up at the Pope who seemed a little abnormal in front of him, Wang Mo said nothing because he knew that what the other party said was the truth.

However, Wang Mo didn't actually have much feelings for Qian Renxue. More of it actually came from his strong possessive desire for beautiful things.

It's completely different from how I feel about my junior sister.

Seeing that Wang Mo was silent and didn't speak, Bibi Dong shook her head and walked straight to the sofa next to her and sat down, leaning back against the back of the sofa and crossing her legs.

"I'm actually a very generous person. You don't have to be formal at all. I came here mainly because I want to take a look at you. I want to get a close look at the rumored No. 1 young man in mainland China."

After hearing this, Wang Mo, who felt that the other party did not have any other intentions, immediately felt relieved, his courage increased, and he sat down next to Bibi Dong.

"You told me earlier, I thought I had committed something. Are you trying to accuse me? You told me you just wanted to take a look at me. Didn't I come here a long time ago? I was so scared that I didn't even think about it. Dare to come."

Bibi Dong glanced at him with a half-smile and said calmly. "So it's not my fault? Is it because I didn't make it clear?"

Wang Mo immediately shook his head. "That's not possible. This is indeed my problem. If you want to hit or punish me, I will accept it."

As he spoke, Wang Mo seemed to have thought of something, and added another sentence.

"Of course, if you punish me to give up the championship of the elite competition, that won't work. If it's me, it doesn't matter. It's not a big deal if I am the Son or not. The main thing is that I can't live up to the trust of my teammates. "A pair of beautiful eyes stared at him calmly, Bibi Dong smiled and said nothing.

If it were someone who didn't know Wang Mo well, he might have been deceived by him, but Bibi Dong sent people to pay close attention to Wang Mo's every move, so naturally he wouldn't believe his lies.

Does he care about his teammates?

Shit!

Except for the little girl named Ye Lingling, everyone else is a pawn to him that can be discarded at any time.

If one day someone kidnaps his teammates and threatens them with their lives, Wang Mo will definitely say that it was someone else who kidnapped him, so why should he be allowed to escape without mercy?
Of course, maybe because he can't bear the condemnation of conscience, sometimes he will do some good things.

All in all, this is a man with an extremely flexible moral bottom line.

That night, Wang Mo and Bibi Dong chatted happily until midnight, and the laughter could be heard even from a distance.

In the end, Wang Mo even stayed in the Pope's Palace.

When Wang Mo left the Pope's Palace with wet hair the next morning, many guards could still see His Majesty the Pope smiling and sending him off with a smile on his face.

Except for Ju Douluo Yueguan, no one knew what happened that night.

One of the guard knights who was on patrol that night vaguely remembered that in the middle of the night, there was an intermittent sound of His Majesty the Pope's strange moans coming from the Pope's Palace. The sound was so seductive that it made people's bones soften.

It's just that no one dared to discuss His Majesty the Pope's affairs, and those who heard it didn't even dare to mention it to the second person.

Wuhun City at the foot of the mountain.

When Wang Mo walked down the mountain, he found that a large number of people were gathering towards the center of the city, one after another, and they were very lively.

What is this doing?
Wang Mo looked a little confused. The final game of the elite competition still had to wait for two days, and the competition venue was not in the center of the city. Why were these people going to the center of the city?

With doubts, Wang Mo was ready to follow the crowd.

It’s lively, who doesn’t like watching it?

"Damn it, who did I see? Isn't this Boss Wang Mo?"

"Oh my god, it's really Boss Wang Mo!"

"He seems to be going to the center of the city. Is he going to sell goods like those guys?"

"No way, he is the person who is about to become the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace, so he is not short of money at all, okay?"

"The money from Wuhun Palace belongs to Wuhun Palace, and his money belongs to him. This is not necessarily the case."

Seeing Wang Mo's figure, countless pedestrians stopped to watch and paid attention to him.

Just like the world before Wang Mo traveled through time, people suddenly saw idol stars while walking on the street.

As a soul master and a master who has reached the realm of cultivation, Wang Mo's hearing is naturally excellent.

But listening to people's comments, his expression became more and more confused, and even the steps under his feet couldn't help but become a lot faster.

Soon, Wang Mo came to the central square of Wuhun City.

Although there is a lot of traffic here on weekdays, there are definitely not as many as now. At a glance, it is densely packed with heads.

After arriving here, Wang Mo finally saw the initiator of everything.

They were a group of guys wearing shit-green clothes with all kinds of trademarks and advertisements hanging on them.

(End of this chapter)