Douluo: The Bright Era

Chapter 143 The coronation is complete, counting money makes me happy!
The moment the crown took shape, the patterns on the six walls outside Wuhun City also lit up.

sword, hammer, crown, chrysanthemum, silhouette, dragon,

The six patterns with different meanings and the crown in front of Tang Yin reflected each other, blooming in splendor.

"I've always thought this tiara was not very pretty."

Bibi Dong gently released the right hand holding the scepter, and walked towards Tang Yin slowly as if stepping on an invisible ladder. After taking the crown in her hand, she spoke softly towards Tang Yin.

And the two-meter-long scepter, which was studded with countless precious stones, floated in the air without respecting gravity at all.

Bibi Dong didn't use her soul power, and the believers and soul masters around her were far away from her and Tang Yin, so they couldn't hear what she was saying clearly.

It was just that the pope seemed to be talking to the Holy Son from a distance, thinking that she was encouraging the Holy Son of the Wuhun Temple, and the audience suddenly burst into cheers like a wave.

Tang Yin was a little dazed, watching Pope Bibi Dong gradually walk in front of her with the crown of the Holy Son, feeling a little fuzzy in his thoughts, as if everything that happened in front of him became a little unreal.

Tang Yin straightened his face, trying hard to put on a serious look.

But he was born with a friendly appearance, coupled with his appearance age, no matter how he tried, he always looked like a little Zhengtai deliberately pretending to be deep, which made Bibidong couldn't help but chuckled.

"It would be nice if your teacher was like you."

Putting the crown on Tang Yin's head, Bibi Dong seemed to have thought of something, a softness flashed in her eyes, and she spoke softly.

"Always with a straight face, how ugly, why not smile more like you."

At this time, Tang Yin was naturally unable to answer the conversation, and he could only smile embarrassingly, but his eyes drifted away, pretending that he didn't hear anything.

'Bibi Dong wants to place some of her feelings for the master on her body, so that's up to her, all she can do now is not to expose it. '

A fragrance like orchid and musk deer came over, with an intoxicating smell.

Tang Yin knew that this was the fragrance from Bibi Dong's body. Although he thought it smelled good, he could only watch his nose, nose, mouth and mouth to care, and tried his best to calm down his thoughts.

It's not because of any strange ideas, but because Bibi Dong's strength is too terrifying, and she is not restricted by the title of spokesperson in the world like Qian Daoliu.

Although Tang Yin didn't use the seal of the God of Light now, there was no guarantee that Bibi Dong wouldn't feel something inexplicably, and then slap herself to death.

After helping Tang Yin wear the crown carefully, and tidying it up several times in a row, Bibi Dong took a few steps back, looked at it carefully, and finally showed a satisfied expression on her face.

"Although this crown isn't pretty, it still fits well on your head, and it looks good."

"Thank you."

Tang Yin lowered his head, even finding it difficult to look up at Bibi Dong.

This was not because when Bibi Dong was arranging the crown for him, his face was only wide enough to reach Bibi Dong's chest.

Nor was it because of the tide-like cheers from the disciples of the Spirit Hall below, nor was it because of the deacons, bishops, or cardinals of the Spirit Hall who were secretly watching him.

It was because of the look in Bibi Dong's eyes when she was arranging the crown for herself.

It was as if at that moment, she was not the supreme ruler of the Spirit Hall, the youngest and most outstanding Pope in the Hall of Spirits so far, the existence that even the emperors of the two empires would be courteous when they saw her, but A gentle wife who arranges her husband's clothes.

The relationship between Bibi Dong and Yu Xiaogang is destined to be a tragedy.

As the pope of the Wuhun Temple, she could only entrust Tang Yin with a little thought for the master through such a method.

Such a natural expression of emotion made Tang Yin's heart feel even heavier.

He clenched his fists involuntarily, and made a faint decision in his heart.

The master's martial soul Luo Sanpao is the product of the failed evolution from the blue electric Tyrannosaurus rex to the golden holy dragon. The martial soul itself is of a very high level, but because the master's innate soul power level is too low, it is stunted.

This is also the reason why the martial soul fusion skills of the golden iron triangle of Grandmaster, Liu Erlong, and Flender are dominated by the Grandmaster.

As long as he can make up for the short board of the master's soul power, and then supplement the innately missing source of his martial soul, the master can also become a powerful battle soul master.

Although it is different from his usual style of strategizing and decisively winning thousands of miles, at least after gaining strength, he can at least control his own destiny, and he can also have the confidence to make the right decision when facing relationship problems.

And this is Tang Yin's compensation for borrowing the title of master.

Of course, Tang Yin did not intend to interfere with the relationship between the three of them, Grandmaster, Liu Erlong, and Bibi Dong.

In fact, he can't get involved, it's a matter of relationship, and no one else is qualified to make decisions for them.

While in a daze, Bibi Dong stretched out her fingers and tapped Tang Yin's forehead lightly, motioning him to turn around.

Tang Yin was a little dazed, but he still turned around and faced the audience in front of the Wuhun Hall.

The Pope held the Son's hand and slowly raised it to the sky.

There was a sudden silence in the field, followed by thunderous applause and cheers.

The coronation ceremony of the Holy Son has come to an end, and the following should be the usual parade. The Holy Son sits on a special soul tool chariot and tours the entire Wuhun City. This is something that Hu Liena has experienced before.

But according to Hu Liena, the surrounding people and believers threw on the chariot not only flowers, but also various vegetables, melons and fruits, so Tang Yin decided to cancel this link impromptu.

After all, he didn't want to be smashed all over his head for no reason.

That night,

In the manor on the outskirts of Hulena,
Tang Yin was lazily leaning on a large seat, staring at the mountain of golden soul coins and various gifts in front of him, dazed.

As the holy son of Wuhundian, Tang Yin should have his own manor.

But after all, he has lived in Hu Liena's place for a long time, and he is used to it. In addition, he will not stay in Wuhun City for a few years, so he doesn't bother to change his residence.

What Tang Yin didn't expect was that his actions saved him a lot of trouble.

After all, Hu Liena's manor has a very high barrier to entry, not everyone can enter.

Tang Yin had just been crowned as the holy son, so naturally there were many forces with keen senses who came or befriended or defected.

On the large table in front of him, there were almost all gift lists from those people piled up like a mountain.

And with Hu Liena's prestige and the guards of the manor, at least they can filter out most of the people.

Only a few of them were extremely generous, and Tang Yin occasionally took the initiative to receive them.
But even so, the number of gifts he received was still staggering.

Of course, Tang Yin is a pure pragmatist.

He is almost not interested in things like jewelry and jade.

After keeping Hu Liena, Qian Renxue, Ye Lingling, Lan Feier, and a small part for spare, Tang Yin contacted Hu Liena to exchange all these gifts into gold soul coins.

Counting money until your hands cramp is probably the experience.

Just when Tang Yin was looking at the mountain of soul coins piled up in front of him with excitement,
"dong dong dong,"

At this moment, there was a knock on the door suddenly.

(End of this chapter)