After leaving the spirit fighting arena, Yang Pojun headed straight to the palace without stopping.

Originally, he was thinking of using the spring water of the Ice and Fire Eyes as bait to harvest Qian Renxue's wool for a long time, but now it seems that this plan was stillborn.

Who would have thought that the mighty Pope of Wuhun Palace has been secretly monitoring him...

No, to be precise, he wanted to use himself to find opportunities to destroy Qian Renxue's conspiracy...

The boss is the boss, his layout is far-reaching, and he has nothing but a weak line!

Yang Pojun seriously suspected that the reason why she let him go in the first place was actually because of this intention.

I'm just an ordinary time traveler. Boss, do you want to be so serious?

The majestic Pope of Wuhun Palace, don’t you have anything serious to do?

Why do you have to plot against a little person like me?

The most irritating thing is that she knows that others are spying on her, but there is nothing she can do. Not to mention Pope Bibi Dong's identity, with the strength of her Titled Douluo, she can pinch herself to death...

Yang Pojun scratched his hair irritably, feeling that his hairline was quietly moving back.

However, the only thing she is glad about now is that she could not have guessed that I was not only extremely talented, but also a monster who knew how to do calculations fifty years in advance and fifty years later.

Therefore, I refuse to step on this pit...

If you don't step on it, you won't step on it, but just in case, you can never play with Qian Renxue again!

Although Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue are mother and daughter, they are in the same boat. I rejected Bibi Dong's solicitation at first. Now, if I were labeled as Qian Renxue, who knows if Bibi Dong would be ahead of the curve.

Send yourself to reincarnation.

Yang Pojun chuckled, with a free and easy smile on his face: "If you want to use me as cannon fodder, there is no way, and there is no use monitoring me. Although I am studying at Lanba Academy, I have been practicing in the Sunset Forest. Even if you

It’s the Pope…”

His smile suddenly froze, and he opened his mouth and spat out two words one by one...fuck...

Suddenly, Yang Pojun suddenly thought of something...

Amethyst Soul-Eating Python!

That's right, the mysterious woman who injured the Amethyst Soul-Eating Python in the Sunset Forest...

Originally, I had suspected that it was Bibi Dong, but in the end I rejected it.

But now it seems that it is not impossible...

In the endless stream of people, Yang Pojun suddenly stopped. As if struck by lightning, his face suddenly froze and his eyes became distracted. His whole person was like a stone sculpture, weathering inch by inch in the wind!

He suddenly thought of a terrible thing!

If that mysterious woman is really Bibi Dong...

Then the shameful things you and your little aunt did in the medicine garden were not broadcast live?

Thinking of this, Yang Pojun took a sharp breath, his whole body was stunned, and his expression turned extremely ugly.

At this moment, shame was like a sea tide, no, a tsunami, swallowing him whole.

Yang Pojun felt like he was falling into a huge sense of shame, and his mind was buzzing for a while.

He seemed to see Bibi Dong hiding in the distance at that time, watching the free live broadcast with a joking and sneer on his face.

Gan——

A bleak cold wind blows. On the street, amid the vast sea of ​​people, the sun is warm, but Yang Pojun has an autistic expression on his face, and his heart is as cold as an Antarctic glacier!

The soles of his feet sank into the ground involuntarily, digging a deep hole.

The only thing he wants to do at this moment is to dig a hole and bury himself!

I have never been so embarrassed in my life... It's so embarrassing, my image and face are completely gone...

Why can't you, the Holy Father of Wuhun Palace, do some personnel work?

Forget about treating me as cannon fodder, why are you still spying on me...

What bad habit?

I originally thought that no one knew the secret between me and my little aunt, but now it’s better. Not only did someone know about it, but it was also broadcast live... Hey, wait a minute, even Bibi Dong saw it.

, but with her status, would she tell anyone? If she didn’t say anything, and I pretended not to know, wouldn’t it mean that my aunt and I were dead without society?

Bibi Dong must be embarrassed to say that the Pope of Wuhun Palace is spying on other people's reproduction.

On the other hand, even if she comes forward one day in the future, my relationship with my little aunt will have already been made public.

On the contrary, she, the voyeur, is the real loser.

Thinking of this, Yang Pojun's eyes lit up.

I feel relieved. Well, it seems that I have to speed up. Now with the help of my little aunt, I believe that the resistance to deal with the three mermaids will be reduced a lot...

Damn Bibi Dong, wait until I have strength in the future and see how I deal with you...

Yang Pojun breathed out a breath to calm down, and then continued walking towards the palace.

Although he had Qian Renxue's gold medal, Yang Pojun was still blocked by the guards at the palace gate.

The Royal Palace, the Royal Palace, is the emperor's home. The prince is not the emperor after all, so his gold medal does not work here.

However, as the crown prince, Qian Renxue still had some status. The guard asked Yang Pojun to wait outside, took the gold medal and went inside.

A quarter of an hour later, the guard returned and said, "Come with me."

"Give it to you!" Yang Pojun glanced at the gold medal handed over by the guard and waved his hand casually.

"Sir, please stop joking!" The guard's expression froze, his hands trembled, and he almost dropped the gold medal on the ground.

Do you also feel that your hands are hot... Yang Pojun exhaled a breath: "Lead the way."

After walking for half a quarter of an hour under the leadership of the guards, we arrived at a spacious and elegant garden.

There were two palace ladies waiting in front of the red lacquer gate. The palace ladies bowed and then led Yang Pojun into the palace garden.

After walking through the corridor and the garden, Yang Pojun was taken to the elegant room where guests were received.

The elegant Qian Renxue sat on the table facing the door, holding a book in her hand and sipping tea, elegant and leisurely.

"Your Highness, the guests are here." The palace maid said, then turned and left.

"Come and sit!" Qian Renxue said in a gentle tone and poured Yang Pojun a cup of tea.

Thank you for being so leisurely, your mother is going to do something dirty to you. He cursed in his heart. Yang Pojun's emotions quickly settled down. He walked into the house and took out the bottle filled with ice and fire Liangyiyan spring water from the Ruyi treasure bag.

Put it on the table: "Thank you!"

Qian Renxue's expression paused, with surprise on her delicate face, and she said: "So fast?"

"I am not a person who likes prostitution for free when I am entrusted by others and loyal to others!" Yang Pojun took a sip of tea and looked at Qian Renxue with a smile.

But he was disappointed. Qian Renxue's expression did not change at all, as if she did not hear the sarcasm in it: "We are just getting what we need, why would we have sex for nothing?"

Ha...you want to prostitute me for free, are you ready to be ripped off?

Yang Pojun nodded, his smile unchanged: "Brother Xue, do you still remember that I asked you to help find Haotian Douluo?"

"Well, my people have been secretly looking for him recently, but it seems that Haotian Douluo has left Tiandou City." Qian Renxue's expression suddenly paused, and after a few seconds, her eyes flickered.

"Oh, thank you very much, Brother Xue, but I won't bother you with this matter. I have already met Haotian Douluo."

Qian Renxue's hands in her sleeves stretched and contracted unconsciously, she stared at Yang Pojun for a few seconds, then looked away and said calmly: "Really, it's gratifying, Haotian Douluo is indeed a Haotian

Douluo, my men have been searching for him for so many days, but they have not found his whereabouts."

"Haha, I met him by chance. It turns out that Haotian Douluo has been in the medicine garden of Sunset Forest recently." Yang Pojun calmly took a sip of tea and shook his head with some regret.

The missile was ready and the target was locked. After chatting for a while, Yang Pojun stood up and left.
Chapter completed!