"Sir, the servant told me that he had reported this to the Holy Son."

In a secret room, a figure kneeled down.

Opposite him was an old man with white hair and a sinister face, wearing a luxurious robe with gold edges. He heard this and his eyebrows were tightly frowned, and the teacup in his hand was slammed.

His name is Salas, and he is the Platinum Bishop of the Pope's Temple, at the level of Conra.

He is also the person who is most urgent to obtain the soul bones of 80,000 years.

"Touching your hands to chop your hands, stretching your hands to chop your head? The Holy Son is really a big tone."

Saras sneered coldly.

Scan the figure on his knees, he shook his head and said, "It's a pity, it seems that he will offend His Majesty the Pope..."

In order to be promoted to the title Douluo, Saras is bound to win the soul bone.

...

I accompanied Hu Liena for an afternoon walk on the street.

After returning to the room, Lin Langtian felt deeply sleepy.

After learning that someone came to Achun again, he didn't care much. No matter who the person behind him was, he would absorb that soul bone tomorrow.

If you don't want to see this, the other party will definitely jump out.

The next morning.

Pope's back street.

Lin Langtian waited for a long time at the agreed place, and just when he thought he had a pigeon set, a beautiful figure came over.

Looking at the woman who changed her outfit but still couldn't hide her supernatural beauty.

Lin Langtian was in a daze for a moment.

The flowing green skirt reveals its straight calves as fast as chopsticks, and its agile figure is like an elf.

A pair of watery eyes with bright and clear, a perky nose, a bright red and charming cherry lips without rouge, and a concave and convex figure, it looks like a ripe peach.

Even the stars in their previous lives could not compete with her. Lin Langtian stared at her with a hot look.

Bibi Dong frowned slightly and snorted coldly:

"Don't be so stupid. Come shopping with you today, it's just to fulfill yesterday's promise. There will be no next time. Also, don't mention yesterday's matters."

Bibidong couldn't stand being stared at by the hot eyes.

At the same time, I felt a little proud in my heart.

It is said that the saint son of the Spirit Hall does not touch his body, and no matter how beautiful the beauty is, she will meet without changing her complexion in front of him.

But now I still look intoxicated when I see her?

Lin Langtian withdrew his gaze, coughed lightly to cover up his embarrassment, and smiled and said, "I have chosen an interesting street market. By the way, there is so much inconvenience outside, I'd better call you Dong'er."

"Hmm...what?" Bibidong looked at him in surprise.

But Lin Langtian did not give her the chance to refuse, and skillfully took the tender girdle and walked towards the destination street.

Bibidong bit his lip and thought about it without saying anything.

Walking along Lin Langtian's traction.

At the same time, I put a veil on my face, otherwise I would be like a couple when outsiders see the pope and the son shopping together, and I would probably be in a state of excitement.

The two of them traveled through the streets.

The pedestrian woman on the road frequently looked at Lin Langtian, and the rate of turning back was extremely high. This feeling of being watched made Bibidong feel guilty. Finally, he gritted his teeth and took out another veil.

He also put it on Lin Langtian and threatened him not to take it off.

In this way, many people are missing their attention.

The date location chosen by Lin Langtian is outside Wuhun City, a downtown long street full of life.

However, there are also small objects circulating between countries.

As soon as he approached the street, Lin Langtian heard the noisy hawking sound. His mouth couldn't help but curl up, and he turned to look at Bibidong, and found that her cheeks were slightly red and he was also stunned.

"Dong'er, we rarely see such a scene, right?"

"No...hiss."

Bibi Dong first responded casually, then recalled the sound of Dong'er, his body suddenly froze, and he stared at Lin Langtian in annoyance, "Don't call Dong'er again, otherwise..."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Langtian led to the downtown street.

The two of them were among them, not noticeable among the endless crowd, but as they walked around, the people nearby would suffer a force to separate them from the two.

Vegetables, wines, fortune tellers... pictures form life.

After many years, Bibidong felt so much anger for the first time. When she was in the Spirit Hall, she was a high-ranking pope, facing a group of soul masters who respected and feared her.

But now, it seems that I have really come to the world.

A long-silent heart is intoxicated.

I didn't notice that the big hand that was originally holding her wrist had taken her waist at some point.

"Dong'er, let's go to that teahouse for a while."

Lin Langtian smiled gently.

In fact, he had driven away countless greasy men who wanted to get close to and tried to take advantage of the Dong.

Bibidong nodded softly.

After entering the teahouse, she vaguely realized something was wrong. It was a small and cramped teahouse with fog steaming. Between the wooden tables and chairs, there were pairs of men and women sitting in pairs.

Intimate intimacy even took place in the corner.

“!!!”

He noticed the warm palms on his waist again and gave Lin Langtian a white look, "You are really mean, I almost fell into your trap."

As he said that, he turned around and wanted to walk out of the teahouse.

Lin Langtian sighed secretly, but unexpectedly he was still seen through.

He had to shake his head and leave with Bibidong.

Suddenly, Bibidong's body stiffened and his eyes widened.

Among the crowd not far from the teahouse, three young people were wandering around idlely, selecting small items to set up stalls on the street.

The girl in the middle is Hu Liena.

Next to them are Xie Yue and Yan, who are also geniuses of the Spirit Hall, waiting patiently.

It is very close to the entrance of the teahouse, so close that they can hear their voices.

"Nana, why did you think of coming here?"

Yan, with red hair, asked impatiently.

Hu Liena was busy selecting a pile of mud dolls on the stall. She turned around and frowned and said, "If you don't want to stay, you can leave, I didn't want to take you."

"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious." Xie Yue smiled and pointed at the mud doll and said:

"These clay dolls are objects from the Xingluo Empire. I think my sister should have bought it for the Holy Son. I remember that the hometown of the Holy Son seems to be in the Xingluo Empire."

Hu Liena chose a white tiger mud doll and nodded with a smile.

"Yes, half a month will be the day when Langtian comes to the Wuhun Hall. I want to choose a gift for him. Okay, let's go now to save someone from being impatient."

"I don't..." Yan said unnaturally.

After buying the mud doll, the three of them turned around and walked towards the teahouse. This downtown street had only one entrance, and the teahouse was located at the innermost point.

There are vendors who set up stalls on both sides, and there are no open shops.

The moment Hu Liena turned around, Bibidong also hurriedly pushed Lin Langtian into the teahouse.

In this case, she had nowhere else to hide!
Chapter completed!