Chapter 155： The Pope is gone

Lin Yan is teaching him how to write.

This is completely splitting the law of fire to show him.

From one point, the whole rule was perfected step by step.

Even, in the end, it is the evolution of fire law.

The realm of the boss is really terrifying.

He believes that even if the **** of fire descends to teach the profound meaning of the law of fire himself, it must not be as vivid and easy to comprehend as the heroes portrayed on paper.

For a moment, he fell into obsession.

Lin Yan couldn't help but admire it.

Qian Daoliu is really a person who loves to learn.

However, at this moment, Qian Daoliu suddenly glanced at the horizon. A faint light rose up there.

He said with a dignified expression.

"Mr. Lin, there are some things, I want to go out and take care of it."

"Go, go. Wait until you're done." Lin Yan waved his hand.

........

"Two, two offerings. Do you say that the big offerings are really still alive?"

The edge of the Star Dou Great Forest. Three elders wearing Wuhun Hall costumes gathered together and talked in a low voice.

There is no doubt that they are the three major consecrations of Qianjun Jiangmo and Golden Crocodile Douluo in Wuhun Palace.

In a few days, Qian Daoliu has not returned yet, and they panicked after losing their backbone.

And the person who asked the question was Jiang Mo Douluo.

At this time, he was terrified in his heart, as if countless pairs of gloomy eyes were watching him in the darkness. After all, even the strength of Great Enshrinement may be compromised here, and I am a **** here!

Of course, if Akagi was here, he would definitely tell him. "Young man, be more confident, and remove the word "seem."

"It is said that you must see people in life, and corpses when you die. No one can say whether great worship is life or death. But I know that in the depths of the Star Dou Forest, there is an extremely terrifying existence... I can't afford to worship either."

Jin Crocodile felt heartache when he thought of this.

Laozi's martial arts spirit was half abolished, and he was so desolate that he didn't even see the master. I have to say that the other party is really terrifying.

To be honest, if it weren't for the abnormal change in the Spirit Hall, he wouldn't be here now.

Without Qian Daoliu presiding over the overall situation, the Wuhun Temple might die.

However, at this moment, a cold voice stunned everyone.

Immediately overjoyed.

"If you don't guard Wuhun City well, what are you doing here?"

"Big..... Great consecration..... It's really nice that you didn't die."

Qian Daoliu's original image of coming to the court with his hand in his hand couldn't be stretched. Is there such a greeting?

It's the same as greeting two people walking around.

Just open your mouth, it's nice to meet you, why are you still alive?

You can't speak, you don't have to, and I didn't force you.

His forehead is full of black lines.

Golden Crocodile Douluo's pupils shrank and couldn't help exclaiming, "Great worship...your strength..."

"Me? Oh, just like you, the martial spirit was cut and scrapped by the evil god..."

Qian Daoliu said lightly.

Although he is disabled. The level has become lower.

But Qian Daoliu believed that his achievements were definitely not restricted by the 99th-level Title Douluo.

And, this day will not be far away.

"Great offering...Sorrow."

Conquering Demon Douluo said again.

Qian Daoliu "???"

Why didn't I find that you can talk like this before?

After so many years, you haven't been beaten to death. You are really dead.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense. Tell me what are you doing? It even sent the top distress signal."

Qian Daoliu was puzzled.

"That's it. Not long after you left, a sacred light appeared in the angel temple. The breath was very similar to the angel god, and it was pure. This was originally a good thing. But there was another crack appeared, and It keeps expanding, as if something terrifying is about to descend on Douluo Continent. According to the aura, it is not something we can handle at all...so..."

"So, you come to me? Why don't you find Bibi Dong?" Qian Daoliu frowned and asked.

He knew that the hidden strength of the pope was not under him.

"Bibi Dong is no longer in the Spirit Palace..." Golden Crocodile Douluo was sweaty on his forehead.

No longer in the Martial Soul Palace?

Qian Daoliu was startled, but he didn't expect Bibi Dong to be in Wuhun City.

This is something that hasn't happened in more than ten years.

"Wait for me first."

"Great worship, what do you mean? Don't we set off to return to the Wuhun Hall immediately?"

Jiang Mo Douluo asked again.

"As long as you talk a lot, is the Wuhun Temple thing important? You know I still have half a yard to clean today."

Qian Daoliu looked serious.

Everyone is speechless, right?

The Great Worship is saying that cleaning the yard is more important than the Wuhun Hall?

Is this really the big offering I know?

Qianjun and Jiang Devil were startled.

It was Golden Crocodile Douluo with a thoughtful expression on his face.

Back in Lin Yan's courtyard.

Lin Yan couldn't help asking, seeing Qian Daoliu's look a little heavy. "Is there anything to do with the big offerings?"

"Yes, I came back to say goodbye to Mr. Lin..." Qian Daoliu said sadly. He is reluctant to be here.

"It's okay, you can just be busy, don't worry about me."

Lin Yan understands.

This is a real big man, the man who carries the tripod of the Spirit Hall, the person who stomped the entire Douluo Continent and was shocked, and being able to get along with a small person like himself for a few days was considered to be a face.

However, Lin Yan quickly changed his expression. "What are you doing? Put down the broom now."

He said in his heart, would you still torture me if you are going to leave?

In sight, Qian Daoliu had picked up the broom and was about to repeat the work of the past.

However, Lin Yan's shouts made him afraid to make any more moves.

"This work can't be finished. It's getting too early. I'll give you a farewell gift and you can leave as soon as possible."

As Lin Yan said, he wanted to send him away, Qian Daoliu was good everywhere, but he was too diligent.

Therefore, before Qian Daoliu could speak, he shouted, "Da Hei, come here."

"Wow."

Da Hei was about to cry, and it would be no good for the master to call like this.

But as a licking dog, it will not disobey its owner anyway.

then.

It came to Lin Yan with its tail tucked in, eyes full of pleading.

Please, let me go, I will be bald after plucking my hair.

However, Lin Yan directly ignored its pleading gaze. In Qian Daoliu's stunned expression, he pulled out a bunch of hair from the **** tail.

"Woo..." Da Hei's cry stretched very long, like a cry It's really sad.

However, Lin Yan directly chose to ignore it, focusing on the bunch of red hairs in his hands.

Can't help but mutter, "Is this dog's hair still the same as leeks? The more you cut, the better?"

After speaking, he gave Da Hei a malicious look. The latter is as swift as the wind, and ran away quickly.

In fact, to be honest, Da Hei's hair is excellent.

Even if Qian Daoliu hadn't held it in his hand, he could still feel its stiffness.

"The pens I made before have been given away. You will wait a few minutes for me soon."

Lin Yan took out the pen stock he had in stock, and within a moment, a complete brush appeared in his hand.

Qian Daoliu took this pen and almost burst into tears.

Some were moved and some were scared.

He could feel a pair of faint eyes staring at him in the darkness, making his back chill.