The next day, Juyue Pass left early.

Because it is not a special mission, I did not ride the Condor Heroes when Juyue Pass came, and I could only use other relatively slow methods when returning, and it would probably take about three days to go back.

Salas's intelligence moves faster.

Bibidong sat behind the desk to handle academic affairs, and a bird with green feathers flew in.

"Jigujigu!"

The blue bird fell in front of Bibidong and shouted, not afraid of Bibidong at all.

Bibidong in this world is far less happy than another world. Bibidong here has almost accepted his fate and is numb to be a pope, like a religious machine that Taimo has emotionally done.

She never thought of defeating Qian Daoliu and singing, but instead put her hope of living on Qian Renxue, but Qian Renxue didn't appreciate it.

Bibidong looked at the blue bird in a quiet look, then looked at the thing he was writing, then looked at the blue bird again, and finally slowly reached out to remove the small wooden tube tied to the blue bird's legs.

The blue bird gurgled a few times and flew away by itself.

This is the recently developed soul beast of the Wuhun Palace. It has been nearly a thousand years old and is humane. Now it flies out to find food. After eating, it will return to the bird circle of Wuhun City to wait for the next mission.

Bibidong weakly unscrew the lid of the small wooden barrel, twisted out a roll of paper with his fingernails, and slowly unfolded it.

"Salas?"

Bibidong said listlessly.

"What's wrong with him? Can't afford to eat fruit again?"

Bibidong turned her eyes to the note. After a few seconds, her expression became a little surprised, then strange, and finally shocked.

"How is this possible? Someone actually pretended to be the special envoy of the Pope with my token, and... the swing ship under the Moon River, this is not me..."

Bibi Dong's slackness was gone at all, but he was full of caution.

She first touched her hand to her waist, and a familiar hard touch came from her fingertips.

Bibidong picked up the token and checked it and confirmed that it was his token.

"The token is still here with me. What's going on with that token of Tang San? If it was a counterfeit, Saras should be able to recognize it."

Bibidong whispered to himself.

What attracted her the most was not the token issue, but the sentence, the words she only knew.

Bibidong held up the note and read it carefully. This time she read it very seriously, not even letting go of an ordinary punctuation mark.

Bibidong frowned and said confidently: "He wants to see me."

As smart as her, she naturally knew that Tang San would not let Saras pass that sentence for no reason, and she also said that her mission had been completed and she hoped to be recalled to Wuhun City.

Bibidong put down the note and was silent for a long time. She murmured: "It's interesting, it's really interesting."

Tang San's appearance brought a ripple to her withered mood. She suddenly developed a strong desire, wanting to know who Tang San was and how she knew that sentence.

She can now order Tang San to be arrested, or she can ask someone to invite Tang San back.

Bibidong thought about it and then called the guards outside the hall: "Go and find the ghost elder."

Juyue Pass left, but Ghost was still on standby in Wuhun City.

Soon, ghosts appeared in the hall.

"Your Majesty, please give me instructions."

The ghost caresses his chest and bows with a respectful posture.

Among the Pope's lineage, the Pope himself is supreme. Even as a titled Douluo, the ghost dare not do anything to surpass him at all.

During this period, Bibidong's authority has been deeply rooted in people's hearts.

A purple poisonous flame rose from Bibidong's fingertips, and the note was burned to ashes. She looked down at the ghost and said, "Elder Ghost, please go to Tiandou City for a trip. Find a child named Tang San in the Spirit Hall of Saras and take him back."

After a little thought, Gui Mei asked for instructions: "How do you want me to bring it back?"

Bibidong said lightly: "If he is willing to cooperate, then please come back. If he is not willing, then... in short, I want to live."

Ghost nodded: "I understand!"

He shook himself and disappeared into a dark mist.

Only Bibidong was left in the empty hall.

She looked at the mountains of academic affairs beside her, and her face showed a look of fatigue.

In contrast to her in another world, Bibidong of this world takes over all the advanced academic affairs of the Wuhun Hall. Even the former part of the Elders Hall is now in charge. She handles academic affairs until two or three in the morning every day, and then gets up at six in the morning the next day. She can be called a model worker in Douluo Continent.

Qian Daoliu took himself and the titled Douluo of the elders from the heavy affairs and became free people, and asked Bibidong to suffer for them.

Bibidong's body and spirit were constantly being consumed, getting tired day by day, but she had to pretend to be strong and maintain the majesty of the pope in front of everyone, so that no one could see her weakness.

Bibidong looked at the pile of academic affairs and was stunned for a long time. After a while, she sighed, put down her pen, and lay on the table to rest for a while.

At this time, the sound of crisp footsteps came from outside the hall.

Bibidong sat up alertly.

Charming female voice: "Teacher!"

Bibidong's expression was a little slower: "Xiaona, what are you doing? Aren't you going to come back later?"

Hu Liena ran up the steps with a smile, and came behind Bibidong to rub her shoulders.

She smiled and said, "Teacher, don't I think you have worked too hard, so let's help you relax?"

A hint of relief flashed through Bibidong's eyes. She closed her eyes comfortably and asked: "You are already proficient in the new soul skills combo? Don't let it go when the finals."

What she is most concerned about now is the elite competition of the Advanced Soul Master Academy of the Continent. She is sure that the team of the Spirit Hall led by Hu Liena will win the final victory, so she took a lot of soul bones from the treasure house of the Spirit Hall as the champion reward for this competition.

When Hu Liena wins and obtains the soul bone, she can legitimately establish Hu Liena as the saint of the Spirit Hall and her successor.

In this way, she will be able to abdicate in the future, stay away from the place where the Spirit Hall dislikes her, and live the comfortable life she dreams of.

Bibidong raised an undetectable smile on the corner of his mouth.

Hu Liena raised her chest confidently: "Teacher, don't worry, my brother and I have mastered the skills of the combination. At that time, no matter who comes to us, we will beat them to make them fall and flow, so as to strengthen the reputation of our Martial Spirit Hall and let them know who is the real master of the mainland."

In Bibidong's protection, Hu Liena had not experienced anything ugly, so she had a strong sense of belonging to the Spirit Hall.

Bibidong joked, "What if you can't do it?"

Hu Liena was stunned for a moment: "Can't do it? Impossible! Teacher, don't you believe me?"

Bibidong chuckled twice, opening his mouth to praise her good apprentice, but when the words came to her mouth, she suddenly remembered the information of Salas, and the joy on her face disappeared unconsciously.

Hu Liena said confused: "Teacher, what's wrong?"

Bibidong sighed: "You may really have a strong enemy."
Chapter completed!