Come to Douluo, you're not a scumbag

Chapter 495

(first change)

In the dark night, the bright moon is also hidden behind the dense dark clouds. The most noble and majestic place in Tiandou city is quietly burning candles.

The wind whistled and rattled on the window, but it was difficult to disturb the ruler of Tiandou empire.

On a snowy night, the emperor looked at the file in his hand with a calm eyebrow, clasped his fingers into a ring and gently knocked on the table a few times, as if he were thinking about some affairs in the Empire.

As a hard-working king, during his reign, Tiandou empire was thriving, but with the increase of age, he gradually felt that he was unable to do what he wanted.

His big hand covered his forehead. He felt faint. The file he had held in his hand became heavier and heavier.

He endured some dizziness in his head, slowly put down the file in his hand, and the whole person leaned back on the chair behind him to relieve his discomfort.

He didn't call in the eunuch who was waiting outside because of this, but he just eased himself slightly.

"It's getting worse."

He thought silently, feeling that his limbs were a little soft, but he couldn't stop it: "tomorrow, ask poison Douluo to come in again and help me diagnose."

While whispering to himself, he shook his head and thought of something. His heart was a little heavy for a while, but after a while, he relaxed slowly, and then felt that his dizziness had eased a little. He sat up straight and showed the style of the king of a country.

The big hand continued to grasp the bamboo slips and gently scanned the words on them. His eyes drooped: "I didn't expect that even the Pope was going to come to Tiandou Empire to watch the final in person."

"Oh."

I don't know who is laughing at: "I don't know who is worth her attention."

"I've never seen her arrange everything early before."

"It's really exciting and threatening."

His voice gradually sank, and the night was dark, but the candlelight was burning in the territory symbolizing the imperial power of Tiandou empire.

……

Too much uterus.

At this moment, it was already close to midnight, and most of the candles in Tiandou palace had been extinguished. It was dark and quiet at night.

Qian Renxue sat quietly on the bed and looked at the envelope in his hand. The slender Emei looked a little surprised.

"Will the Pope come too? And it has been put on the agenda and will leave soon. "

She was also a little shocked at the information, because the iron Pope had never attended the mainland elite soul master competition from before to now.

Even if the Wulin palace team won the championship, it was just a small matter for her. There was no need to rush here to watch the game because of a small matter.

And according to the understanding of Qianren snow, bidong will never be such a boring person.

If she must come here, there must be a major thing that can make her put down her actions.

Just, what is this thing?

[is it because of his original apprentice hulena?]

No, No.

She shook her head and stopped her thinking: "even if she is a disciple, the future Saint still has no such qualification."

So, what is the reason?

She leaned on the bed and had no thoughts. She didn't grasp the thoughts of the Pope, so she just shook her head and decided not to think about it.

It's late at night, and she's ready to rest. As the young master of the Wulin hall, she's very busy. The plan of stealing the country is coming to an end, and she's going to start preparing for the cleaning work in the closing stage.

When the candle was blown out, the prince's East Palace was still quiet.

Lying quietly on the bed and letting the thousand feet of snow with hair scattered on the soft pillow fall into sleep, I suddenly thought of something irrelevant - three months ago, Wuhun hall announced the name of the first person in the mainland of the younger generation without warning.

After that, no matter how many dissatisfied people asked questions, the wusoul hall itself did not have any answer.

……

"Those smelly boys are really extraordinary."

In a cabin somewhere in Lanba college, a stunning young woman with black hair was looking at the data just presented in front of her, and then thinking about what she saw today, she was a little shaken.

The new kids seem to have found their own treasure. One by one, they are more powerful. It seems that the little guys in their college are under great pressure.

Looking at this situation, Liu Erlong also has two emotions. One is that he is afraid that the strength of several people will hit the players who originally participated in the competition, resulting in worry. The other is that he is happy that the strength, talent and character of these new students are excellent.

She blinked her dark eyes and picked them out one by one.

"Oscar, Dai mubai and Ma Hongjun have excellent talents, but they still need some polishing."

"It should be a good choice for the steady Tang San to contain them."

"The four boys are young, and their lowest accomplishments have reached level 37. This game should surprise many people."

Liu Erlong showed a smile on his beautiful little face. It seemed that he was looking forward to those guys seeing their team members show that kind of shocked expression. In his own hands, Lanba college can show its brilliance after all.

She put the information of the four people on the table and her eyes were a little dignified.

"Ning Rongrong, Wulin Jiubao glazed tower, level 48 auxiliary Department soul master, at the age of 15, has this amazing cultivation. It's really... Incredible."

He reached out again and pulled out one, with the same dignified eyes and a trace of excitement.

"Zhu Zhuqing, Wuhun Youming Lingmao, level 49 sensitive attack soul master, 14-year-old, king of soul separation, only one step away."

Her voice was word by word, and her heart was full of rough waves. This was the data just reported by them. This terrible soul power and small age were really incredible.

"But to say it's incredible, it's not so hard to accept."

"After all, their boyfriend is the young man who is called the first in the mainland ~"

Her eyes were deep, she looked at the night sky outside the window, and thought of the man who fought with her but was not weak.

The strength is terrible to the extreme, it is absolutely oppressive to herself, and it is particularly exuberant in some places. She suddenly remembered that he took advantage of himself before, showing an expression of wanting to be angry but helpless.

[this time, I'll go and have a look at the elite soul master competition.]