I guarded the Wuhun Hall in Douluo for 30 years

After fighting Qian Xunji and struggling to kill Qian Daoliu, the consumption was not small and it took time to recover slowly.

"grown ups."

Tang Chen and others quickly gathered around and breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Zhang San was safe and sound.

Bo Saixi threw herself on Zhang San even more excitedly, crying with joy.

"Are you...are you okay?" Bo Saixi said excitedly.

Zhang San shook his head, looked at Bo Saixi, smiled, and said, "It's okay, I'm fine."

When Tang Chen and others heard this, they immediately felt relieved.

"Okay, let's go to the Pope's Palace, there are still some people waiting for us."

Bo Saixi nodded and came out of Zhang San's arms.

Everyone flew to the Pope's Palace and landed on the steps.

Bibi Dong looked at the quarreling middle elders with a sullen expression.

"Yo, it's quite lively."

Zhang San saw the elders and immediately laughed.

Bibi Dong also immediately beamed with joy, came to Zhang San's side in a few steps, and held his hand.

When the elders saw Bibi Dong looking so intimate, they couldn't help but murmur in their hearts.

Who is Bibi Dong?

That is the main card of Wuhun Palace, Her Royal Highness the Saint.

To be so gentle to such a young boy now is unbelievable.

Could it be that he is the divine envoy?

Golden Crocodile stepped forward and asked:

"Dare to ask your Excellency?"

"City of Killing, Divine Envoy of Shura." Zhang San calmly spat out eight words.

"Then I will worship him?" Jin Crocodile asked cautiously.

"died."

Just two words instantly frightened all the elders.

Everyone's scalps suddenly felt numb, and the same sentence popped up in their minds.

The Wuhun Palace is finished!

Everyone looks at me, I look at you, I don't know what to do for a while.

Why is the divine envoy so close to Bibi Dong? Could it be that he is really...

Qian Xunji's head was placed in front of them, and the aura of the big offering disappeared. Even if everyone no longer believed in the idea, it was of no avail.

"Uh hahaha..."

Golden Crocodile laughed and said hurriedly: "It turns out that the Shura Divine Envoy is here. Please forgive me for not being able to welcome him from afar."

The tone was extremely respectful.

"Elder Jin is too polite. Now the divine punishment has ended. Is there anyone who can represent Wuhun Palace and sign a new contract with me?" Zhang San said slowly.

When the elders heard this, they immediately panicked.

Someone who can represent Wuhun Palace?

Isn’t that the Pope and the Great Consecration?

But the Grand Priest and the Pope have just been killed, who dares to touch this mess?

It is true that everyone wants to be the pope.

But that doesn’t mean they want to die!

The golden crocodile turned back.

I saw that the elders and priests who had just been having a heated argument had their eyes flickering, whistling, twirling their beards... but they just refused to look at him.

Golden Crocodile couldn't help but curse in his heart.

When there are benefits, they want everything. When they hear there is danger, they all run faster than rabbits!

Just as Jin Crocodile was about to speak, he heard Zhang San say:

"I heard that the Saint of Wuhun Palace is the successor to the Pope. Since you can't choose a candidate, let the Saint succeed to the position of Pope. Do you have any opinions?"

Hearing this, the elders became energetic one by one.

"no comment!"

"I firmly support the instructions of the Divine Envoy!"

"no problem!"

Golden Crocodile turned back sharply and looked at his old friends who were shouting in agreement with a look of disbelief.

Why are you all so shameless!

What about the dignity of being a titled Douluo! ?

Didn’t he just shout that he wanted to be the pope?

The Haotian Sect, Qibao Glazed Sect and others who had been watching the show for a long time couldn't help laughing.

Golden Crocodile also responded quickly: "I don't have any objection either!"

"Then get ready for the enthronement ceremony of the new pope." Zhang San nodded.

Everyone suddenly felt their mouths were a little dry, and they all subconsciously licked their lips and swallowed.

Qianjun Douluo, the Sixth Enshrinement Officer, was ecstatic and said hurriedly:

"Congratulations to His Majesty the Pope on your successful enthronement! The entire continent will be bathed in your glory!"

After saying that, one after another strange eyes looked at him, but he didn't take it to heart at all.

After a long time, Golden Crocodile Douluo, who was the second worshipper, opened his mouth and said:

"In that case, we will wait for His Highness the Pope in the Douluo Palace..."

After saying that, he turned and left.

When the other elders and worshipers saw this, they sighed inwardly and followed suit.

"It's good that both father and son returned the home."

Tang Chen looked at the two heads on the ground and suddenly said something.

The elders had not yet left, and upon hearing this, they couldn't help but stumble on their feet.

Golden Crocodile Douluo's face became even more ugly.

……

The enthronement ceremony of the Pope of Wuhun Palace usually begins after the candidate is confirmed and invitations are sent to the two empires and seven sects two months in advance.

But in order to cut through the mess quickly, Zhang San directly eliminated the process of sending invitations.

Zhang San waved his sleeves, and a black shadow flew out from the sleeves, fell on the head, and instantly turned into powder and disappeared with the wind.

"Please wait a moment."

He clapped his hands, turned and walked into the papal palace.

The once splendid hall was now in ruins, and priceless treasures such as carved gold and jade pillars were also broken into pieces.

The only item in the entire hall that was still intact was the Pope's throne on the high platform.

A headless body in white clothes fell under the throne.

The person sitting there now is none other than Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong leaned on the throne with her eyes closed, leaning on the back of the chair tiredly, crossing her legs, wondering what she was thinking.

Zhang San stepped over the corpse, walked forward slowly, then stopped behind her, stretched out his hands to help her press her shoulders.

"How does it feel to sit in this position?"

"very tired……"

Bibi Dong still had her eyes closed, as if she was recalling the past, but also seemed to be forgetting the past.

After a long time, she opened her eyes and looked at Zhang San with her pink, purple and gold eyes.

"Zhang San, you won't abandon me, right?"

"Well, I will always be with you."

"You also have to promise not to lie to me again."

"It won't happen anymore, An Xin is fine, my good teacher."

Zhang San turned around, caressed her jade-like face, and looked at her deeply.

The next second, he kissed her deeply.

"My Queen, it's time to ascend the throne."

Bibi Dong took a deep breath and stood up slowly.

In the past, she always looked like a proud and strong woman in front of outsiders, and only in front of Zhang San would she show a trace of a little girl's attitude.

But from now on, the time the two of them spend alone may be even shorter.

She is now just the new pope of Wuhun Palace, but in the future she will be the only empress in the entire continent.

Bibi Dong nodded.

He quickly walked out of the hall and returned to his residence to shower and change clothes.

Zhang San looked at her figure with a smile, and after she left, he also left the ruined hall.

After Golden Crocodile Douluo and others learned that Bibi Dong was about to ascend the throne, they were extremely busy for a while.

The canonization ceremony, the papal crown, documents sent to various countries, etc. all need to be produced in a hurry.

When Bibi Dong was a saint, everyone had contact with her and understood her character.

But what happened today made it difficult for everyone to figure out what His Highness was thinking.

After all, with the support of the Divine Envoy, everyone is afraid that the canonization ceremony will go wrong and become the second head rolling down the steps.

"Don't you know that Your Majesty hates the color green! He even inlaid emeralds on the Pope's robe! Hurry up and change it and redo it!"

"How dare you take out such a small luminous pearl? Go and dig out the one on the angel statue and put it on your crown!"

"..."