It was already early in the morning after watching the fighting soul.

Back at the Wuhun Hall, Han Haotian separated directly from Ning Fengzhi, and then returned to the Pope Hall specially set up for him by Bibidong.

A long-established temple.

No words all night.

the next day.

Han Haotian finished washing up and was about to go for a meal.

As soon as I opened the hall door, I saw Ning Fengzhi walking to his hall door.

Everything is so natural and ordinary, and behind this ordinary is a hint of coincidence.

"Huh? The Pope has just left the house?"

Looking at Ning Fengzhi's coincidental expression, Han Haotian nodded blankly and said, "Yes."

"Why go have a meal and have some tea together?" Ning Fengzhi had a smile that made people feel like spring breeze. "Does the Pope have time?"

"Sect Master Ning has time, and of course I have time too."

Although he didn't understand what Ning Fengzhi was doing, Han Haotian did not refuse, but he unconsciously paid more attention to his words and deeds.

Han Haotian talked for a long time before leaving. This time he discovered Ning Fengzhi's purpose.

I have to say that Ning Fengzhi's speech is very skillful, and he always uses indirect listening to inquiries about Han Haotian's news.

However, Han Haotian is not a vegetarian, so he only revealed some unimportant information when he was strictly guarding.

The next day, at the same time and place, Ning Fengzhi looked at Han Haotian with a coincidence again.

On the third day,......

Day 4,...

.............

"Your Majesty, I'm here to say goodbye to you."

Late at night, Han Haotian climbed the Pope Tower again and faced Bibi Host standing beside the tower.

"Is he okay?"

Bibidong's voice was long and erratic, but it was clearly heard into Han Haotian's ears.

"It's not bad, I'm more comfortable than His Majesty."

Knowing who Bibidong was talking about, Han Haotian nodded slightly.

Hearing Han Haotian's words, Bibidong was silent for a moment, "You go."

After saying that, Bibidong looked into the distance alone.

Looking at Bibidong's back, Han Haotian felt that she was so lonely for the first time.

Although he was a pope with a high status, he lost everything, and it would be perfect to describe it as a lonely man.

Thinking that Bibi Dong only loved Yu Xiaogang in his life, but Yu Xiaogang was moved by Liu Erlong, Han Haotian felt deeply worthless for him.

"Your Majesty, it's better to forget some people and some things earlier." He paused and continued, "People who are not in the same world will never be able to be together. How can ants and dragons coexist?"

After saying that, Han Haotian strode away directly.

Han Haotian's feelings for Master Yu Xiaogang are very average. Although he is indeed worthy of respect in some aspects, Han Haotian expressed no feelings for him.

"People from different worlds..." Listening to Han Haotian's steps away, Bibi Dong's mind was filled with the last sentence he said.

"Maybe from that moment on, we have been running backwards and are no longer people from the same world."

Bibidong's eyes revealed a hint of confusion and sadness, but it soon disappeared and became tenacious and dull again.

That trace of confusion and sad nostalgia seemed to be her final farewell to the previous relationship, and from then on, she would be the Pope Bibidong who was only focused on pursuing power.

Bibidong, who used to be nostalgic for Yu Xiaogang, died completely.

The same moment.

The master of Shrek Academy suddenly woke up from his sleep.

The awakened master covered his chest with one hand and gasped vigorously. He felt as if something was missing in his heart, as if he was about to lose something important.

But no matter how he thinks, he can't find where the feeling of lack comes from.

The master, who could not figure it out, slowly got up, walked aside, poured himself a glass of water, and drank it all in one go.

Then he looked at the direction where Flander and others left with some concern.

After several days, Flander and others had no news. He always felt that this time was unusual, and this time it happened too suddenly, which made him feel uneasy. He felt that something was going to happen in the future, and it was just in these few days.

There are more and more unexpected events, and more and more uncontrollable things.

"Hope all I guess is wrong."

Looking at the dark academy, the master's eyes were filled with a hint of worry.

Just now, he thought of a result that made him dare not continue thinking about it.

................

Day 7.

When he opened the door, what caught Han Haotian's eyes was Ning Fengzhi's figure. Ning Fengzhi was still wearing a moon-white robe and smiling with a spring breeze on his face.

"Sect Master Ning, is this a coincidence? We met again."

As expected, when Han Haotian saw Ning Fengzhi, he said with a little bit of a slight smile.

Ning Fengzhi has always been a good person and is not very popular in the Wuhun Hall, so he can walk around in many places. This is why he can wait in front of the Pope Han Haotian every day.

In addition, he is with Han Haotian every day, so the people in the Wuhun Palace think that he has a good relationship with Han Haotian, and no one stops him.

I have to say that Ning Fengzhi is really smart and good at making use of everything that can be used.

"It's quite a coincidence."

Ning Fengzhi said with a smile on his face.

For seven days, he couldn't get any useful information about Han Haotian, or even what his martial soul was or what he looked like.

Every time he talks about key points, Han Haotian will change the topic, and the topic can still interest him. I have to say that he can't help but make him want to turn back.

Han Haotian can be said to be the person who made him feel the most difficult.

It is also for this reason that Han Haotian, the Pope of the Wuhun Palace, successfully aroused his curiosity. He wanted to know why a pope kept it so secret.

Unless this pope is special.

"I'm sorry, Master Ning. I still have something to do today, so I can't continue to be with you."

After leaving a few words, Han Haotian stood up and walked out.

"teach........"

Ning Fengzhi was about to speak when he saw Han Haotian's figure disappearing quickly from his sight.

With a complicated look at the direction where Han Haotian left, Ning Fengzhi turned around and returned to the place arranged for the three of them.

"Why did you come back so early this time?"

Gu Douluo looked at Ning Fengzhi with a surprised look on his face, and he never expected that he would come back so early.

"I'm still too anxious, it's even harder to get in touch with you in the future." Ning Fengzhi sighed and sat down.

"Fengzhi, I'll just take the initiative to test it out. Your method is too slow." Gu Douluo looked at Ning Fengzhi's face and immediately prepared to leave.

"Uncle Gu, don't."

Ning Fengzhi was startled when he heard this and hurriedly stepped forward to pull Gu Douluo's arm.

What a joke? If you do something at the headquarters of the Wuhun Hall, you still have to do something against the pope. Isn’t this just lighting the lights in the toilet?

Once you take action, you really can't explain it clearly.

The three of them didn't think about walking out of the gate of the Spirit Hall.

After holding down the impulsive Gu Douluo, Ning Fengzhi breathed a sigh of relief and then sat down again.
Chapter completed!