yready Chapter 522
Chapter 522
Chapter 522
In the golden autumn and September, the autumn colors are getting darker.
Wuhun City.
In recent months, the atmosphere in Wuhun City has not been very good. To be more precise, the atmosphere in Wuhun City is very depressing. Many residents of Wuhun City look worried.
And the source of its uneasiness is naturally the war between the Spirit Hall and the two great empires of the North and the South, no, to be precise, it should be the Spirit Empire.
It's just that compared to the newly emerging Wuhun Empire, the term Wuhundian is more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
If it was placed a few years ago, the residents of Wuhun City would have no reason to support the decision of Wuhundian, but now there are faint voices of opposition among the people, including the spirit master team of Wuhundian.
"This group of guys is really unreliable. When they talked about the benefits, they flocked to each other. Now when they encounter some difficulties, they can't wait to go to the opposite side."
In the Pope's Palace on the Wuhun Mountain, the person sitting on the main seat is not the Pope Bibi Dong of the Wuhun Palace, but Hu Liena behind the Wuhun Palace.
She was wearing a black palace dress, and the silk dress was soft and silky and tightly attached to her graceful body, making her look graceful and graceful.
At this moment, she looked at the letter in her hand, her face was as cold as ice.
"Your Highness the Holy Maiden doesn't need to worry too much about these things. The influence of low-level soul masters on this battle is getting smaller and smaller. As long as His Highness the Pope can succeed, this continent will eventually belong to our Spirit Empire."
Below the pope's seat, there are several cardinals standing respectfully on the left and right.
After Hu Liena's voice fell, the cardinal on the left bowed slightly to Hu Liena and said that although he was a strong man close to the Contra level, he was very respectful when facing Hu Liena who was only a Soul Saint.
Everyone in the Hall of Spirits knew that although His Excellency the Pope had always had a bad face towards people, he would smile when facing the Holy Maiden.
Hu Liena heard that the burnt color on her face did not weaken much, her slender willow eyebrows were slightly bent, with a hint of sadness, she said softly: "Not only them, those titled Douluo are also complaining now, the result of the failure of the last operation The impact is simply too great.”
Hearing this, the cardinal who spoke below also retreated and remained silent.
He didn't dare to say disrespectful words to Title Douluo. Although there are many powerful people in Wuhun Hall, there are two factions among them, but the Title Douluo of any faction would not like to see someone disrespect the Title Douluo.
This is the pride that comes from the bottom of his heart. The Title Douluo is high above the others, and the Title Douluo cannot be humiliated.
And...the loss last time was indeed too great.
Dozens of Title Douluo acted together, the opponent only lost one Title Douluo, and several Title Douluo were severely injured, but our own losses were several times that of the opponent, including a Level 98 Title Douluo Luo, this kind of loss can be regarded as traumatic even for Wuhundian.
Seeing the silence of the cardinal below, Hu Liena shook her head inwardly. Although her status seemed high in the Spirit Hall, most of the people below were flatterers. The source of all her power was his teacher Bibi Dong. Since Bibi Dong retreated, she felt an unprecedented loneliness.
"Zhao Xuan..."
Looking at the empty hall, the figure of that person appeared in Hu Liena's mind for some reason, and her red lips moved slightly, only feeling full of bitterness.
It is precisely because of his strategy of Wuhundian that he has suffered repeated failures.
"Report!"
Suddenly, a hurried voice came from outside the door, interrupting Hu Liena's thoughts. A cardinal walked in from the door owner, bowed and held up the letter in his hand under Hu Liena's seat.
"His Royal Highness, urgent letter!"
When Hu Liena came back to her senses, there was a bit of seriousness in her eyes, and she quickly said: "Submit it."
The cardinal presented the letter, and Hu Liena took it with bare hands. After scanning the information on the letter with her bright eyes, her face instantly turned pale.
The cardinals in the audience looked at each other with bad feelings in their hearts. The original cardinal asked aloud, "Your Highness, may I ask what happened?"
Hu Liena took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down, but there was an extra trill in her voice unknowingly.
"Not long ago, the Heaven Dou Empire raided Cangshui Douluo who was sitting in Jinyun City. Cangshui Douluo was defeated and fell..."
"This……"
The cardinals were all shocked, even if they were in the center of the Wuhun Empire at this moment, they still felt a chill down their backs.
"Quickly summon all Title Douluo and let them come to the Pope's Palace!"
"Yes!"
……
But different from the gloomy clouds in the Pope's Palace, Ma Hongjun in Lingyun Pass is full of smiles at this moment.
"Hey, it's great to improve my strength through the god's assessment. Now I'm close to Title Douluo."
Tang San on the side couldn't help shaking his head when he heard the words, and said to Ma Hongjun angrily: "It's just your luck this time, if it wasn't for the mutual restraint of water and fire attributes, your spirit quality is far stronger than his. I'm afraid it will take a lot of suffering, and not everyone can fight Contra against Title Douluo, don't say it so easily."
"Besides, if you didn't have the help of those two spirit bones, do you think you could have defeated him?"
"Third brother, you're getting more and more verbose, can't you let me get mad? I beat a level 93 Title Douluo! Besides you and Brother Xuan, how many other people are there on this continent?" can do it?"
Ma Hongjun looked at Tang San with a resentful expression.
Who would have thought, but Tang San thought about it, and then said to Ma Hongjun with a serious face: "My father, my great-grandfather, and Bibi Dong are all fine. If we talk about defeat, we can also add Elder Yang Wudi and others..."
Ma Hongjun: "..."
"Third brother, I suddenly realized that I don't want to talk to you anymore."
Ma Hongjun said in grief and indignation, why such a dazzling record suddenly became worthless.
"Clap clap."
Tang San patted Ma Hongjun on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "This is the task Xiaoxuan entrusted to me. He knows that you are easy to change, and it is impossible to not be proud."
Hearing this, Ma Hongjun's face froze immediately, and he wanted to cry but had no tears in his heart.
"Third brother, you are back."
A crisp and pleasant voice suddenly came from in front of him, and Ma Hongjun's expression changed suddenly, a warm smile appeared on his face and he looked forward.
"Xiao Xiangxiang... um? Hermione, when did you come back?!"
On the street ahead, there was a beautiful figure beside Bai Chenxiang.
The long golden hair is like a waterfall, gathered to the slender waist, a delicate face is as white as jade, the bridge of the nose is slightly straight, the eyebrows are curved, and there is a pair of pale golden eyes inlaid under it, slightly curved under the shallow smile , like a crescent moon.
"Third Brother, Fatty, long time no see."
(End of this chapter)