Douluo's leaves cover the sky

Ye Ying walked quietly into the shadow of the old man.

Qian Daoliu, the great elder of Wuhun Palace, is the father of the previous Pope Qian Xunji.

And Qian Xunji is Bibi Dong’s master.

Logically speaking, Qian Daoliu should have a good relationship with Bibi Dong.

But according to senior sister Hu Liena, the relationship between them was very tense due to some reasons that Bibi Dong did not want to mention.

Ye Ying communicated with the Golden Buddha in his heart.

Ye Ying asked, "Big Buddha, what do you think of the Great Elder?"

The Buddha replied without hesitation, "What a bad old man, very bad."

Qian Daoliu walked up the steps step by step, and the guards on both sides knelt down to him to show their loyalty.

In Ye Ying's impression, these guards had never done this to Bibi Dong.

"Bibi Dong" Qian Daoliu stood outside the hall and called the Pope by his name.

Ye Ying's impression of Qian Daoliu suddenly plummeted.

"He is too disrespectful to the teacher." Ye Ying muttered.

The Buddha said fiercely, "Then we will find an opportunity to kill him."

Ye Ying was stunned.

As soon as the Buddha opened his mouth, he raised the seriousness of the situation several steps higher.

"Great Elder, what brought you to my little papal palace?" Bibi Dong's voice came slowly from the palace, "It's windy today, let's go into the palace and talk."

Qian Daoliu stepped into the Pope's Palace. He did not speak, but flicked his hand backward first.

Ka Ka Ka

The heavy palace door slowly closed, isolating the inside and outside.

The light in the hall suddenly dimmed, adding to the depressing atmosphere.

Ye Ying felt like there was a kitten scratching in his heart. He became more and more curious about what Qian Daoliu wanted to talk to Bibi Dong, so he actually closed the palace door that had been left open all day.

"Bibi Dong, I heard that you have a new disciple named Ye Ying, who has very good qualifications."

Qian Daoliu put his hands behind his back and walked towards Bibi Dong.

"Yes, Xiaoying's qualifications are good, and we get along very well with me." Bibi Dong said in a cold voice, "Qian Daoliu, don't waste your time. Is this why you came to me to ask this?"

Bibi Dong's cold tone surprised Ye Ying.

The relationship between the teacher and the great elder is indeed not good.

But why is this?

"Bibi Dong, after so many years, you still haven't let go." Qian Daoliu said pointedly.

There was deep hatred in Bibi Dong's eyes.

"Put it down" her tone was full of sarcasm.

Qian Daoliu sighed and said, "That's all, it's all sin. If you want to hate it, then just hate it. Our family is sorry for you."

Ye Ying, who was hiding in the shadow, listened silently, with more and more questions in his heart.

"That's enough, what do you want to say?" Bibi Dong asked impatiently, "After that, leave quickly."

She didn't want to see Qian Daoliu for a second, because when she saw Qian Daoliu, she would think of the person she hated for the rest of her life.

"What's going on with the milk tea?" Qian Daoliu asked about the purpose of his visit. "Angel God's favorite drink, I must warn you. Faith is the foundation of Wuhun Palace. No one can make a fuss about Angel God."

Bibi Dong asked without hesitation, "Why, do you want the whole continent to see the internal strife in Wuhun Palace?"

Qian Daoliu's expression suddenly darkened. He did not expect that Bibi Dong would threaten him.

Since Bibi Dong became the pope, it has been difficult for him to restrain Bibi Dong's behavior.

Everyone knows that there is Pope Bibi Dong in Wuhun Palace, but few people know that there is also his great elder Qian Daoliu in Wuhun Palace.

Bibi Dong is the banner of Wuhun Palace in the secular world, the spokesperson of angels and gods walking in the world, and she herself is a leader among titled Douluo.

It was difficult for him to control Bibi Dong.

But because of this, he needs to beat Bibi Dong all the time to prevent something he doesn't want to happen.

"Bibi Dong, I understand that you have a grudge against me and my son." Qiandaoliu paused, "But I hope you understand that there is a limit that cannot be crossed in everything, even if you are the Pope."

Bibi Dong snorted coldly, "Milk tea is good for Wuhun Palace. You