Douluo: I am Bibi Dong's golden finger

Chapter 18 The Empress's Coronation ([-])
Si Qingfeng waved his sleeves, and the two heads turned into powder and disappeared with the wind.

He clapped his hands, turned and walked into the Pope's Palace.

The magnificent hall in the past has become ruins at this time, and the priceless treasures such as carved gold and jade pillars have also been broken into pieces.

The only thing in the entire hall that is still intact is the pope's seat on the high platform.

A headless corpse in white clothes fell under the throne, and the person sitting on it now is exactly Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong leaned on the throne with her eyes closed, her body leaning against the back of the chair exhaustedly, her legs crossed, she didn't know what she was thinking.

Si Qingfeng stepped over the corpse, walked forward slowly, and then stopped behind her, reaching out his hands to help her press her shoulders.

"How does it feel to sit here?"

"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 her pink and purple eyes looked at Si Qingfeng.

"You'll help me, right?"

"I'll help you, always will."

Si Qingfeng turned around, caressing her jade-like face, and looked at her deeply.

The next second, he kissed deeply.

"My Majesty the 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 Si Qingfeng would she show a trace of a little girl's posture.

But in the future, the time they spend alone will probably be even shorter.

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

Bibi Dong nodded, quickly walked out of the hall and returned to her own residence to take a shower and change clothes.

Si Qingfeng looked at her figure with a smile, and disappeared in place after she left.

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

The canonization ceremony, the pope's crown, the 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.

Everyone was afraid that something went wrong in the canonization ceremony and it would become the third head that rolled down the steps.

"Don't you know that His Majesty hates green! He even inlaid emeralds on the pope's robe! Hurry up and replace it!"

"How dare you take out such a small night pearl? Hurry up and dig out the one on the angel statue, and put it on the crown!"

"..."

The whole Wuhun City was extremely busy for a while, and the streets and alleys began to be decorated.

Bibi Dong originally wanted to go to the Douluo Hall for the canonization ceremony, and then change into the clothes that the Pope can only wear, but Si Qingfeng stopped him:

"You are different from the previous Popes of Wuhundian, you cannot procedurally prove the legitimacy of your rule.

"Even though Chihiro Ji was beheaded and Sen Daoliu died—even the entire Senjia was destroyed, none of this can weaken his legitimacy as Pope.

"Golden Crocodile and the others are bowing down to you now, but they still think that he is the Pope for granted. In their eyes, you are always an improper usurper."

Bibi Dong, who was changing clothes, stopped what she was doing and asked:

"Then how do I justify myself?"

Si Qingfeng smiled lightly.

In the history of the previous life, there was a king who encountered this kind of problem during the coronation ceremony.

He explained his method to Bibi Dong, who nodded in understanding, and immediately called Ju Douluo.

"Bring the Pope's robes, I will wear them now."

Ju Douluo was taken aback for a moment, and then responded respectfully.

Your Majesty is really a novelty...

"Your Majesty needs this papal robe."

Chrysanthemum Douluo raised his hand, and said to Golden Crocodile Douluo with a weird smile.

But as soon as these words came out, the digital priests in the Douluo Hall all fell silent, and expressions of astonishment appeared on everyone's faces.

The Papal Robe is a symbol of the pope's power.

Since the establishment of the Douluo Hall and the Wuhun Hall, the successive popes would only put on this extraordinary robe after being canonized and coronated.

Take it as you say, don't the few priests in our Wuhun Hall don't want to lose face?
In front of the tombs of countless titled Douluo and popes who have passed away, you actually want to wear the Pope's robe without being crowned?

Where do you set my tradition in Wuhundian!
I don't want to lose face in Wuhundian!

Golden Crocodile Douluo wanted to kill this alluring slut right now, but when he thought of the master behind him, he couldn't get angry.

He had no choice but to pull out a smiling face, suppressing his anger and saying:
"Elder Ju should know that the Pope's robe is only eligible to wear after the coronation ceremony."

He specially emphasized the spoken language on the word "qualification", but Ju Douluo looked like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water.

"This is what Your Majesty means..."

After Ju Douluo finished speaking, he felt that the deterrence was not enough, so he added another sentence: "It was the idea proposed by that adult."

If it was Bibi Dong, Golden Crocodile Douluo could still fight for it.

But that lord, who could easily kill even the great priest, immediately lost his temper.

Even the other offerings around them were discouraged, like wilted eggplants.

Ju Douluo laughed when he saw this.

"Then this robe, can I just take it?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo turned around wearily, with a sluggish expression, he waved his hands and said:

"Go then."

Hearing this, Ju Douluo unceremoniously took off the luxurious robe on the shelf, and then disappeared in place.

Golden Crocodile Douluo looked at the countless tombs stored in the Douluo Hall, and for a moment didn't know what to do.

The life and death of the Pope and the High Priest seemed to him trivial matters.

Only this tradition cannot be compromised.

But now...

A sigh echoed in Douluo Hall, and everyone's expressions became more and more complicated.

Inside the residence of the saint.

With Si Qingfeng's help, Bibi Dong changed into the pope's robe.

She turned around in front of the mirror and looked at herself, then nodded, quite satisfied with her outfit.

A carriage pulled by a top-quality BMW was parked at the door, and Si Qingfeng accompanied her on the ride.

The carriage moved forward slowly amidst the singing and cheers of the people.

Several priests and elders were waiting in the Douluo Hall.

Bibi Dong boarded the throne in the deepest part of the Douluo Hall, and in front of her was the tomb of the first Douluo named Douluo in the history of the Douluo Continent, and also the founder of the Wuhun Hall.

She stood calmly in front of the mausoleum, led by the second enshrinement, Golden Crocodile Douluo, to the altar, where the second enshrinement gave her an anointing ceremony.

The golden crocodile took the Pope's tiara from its red velvet cushion, and reminded:

"Your Majesty, please lower your head."

"I reject!"

Bibi Dong solemnly said:

"My right comes from myself, and I want to be crowned myself!"

After saying that, without waiting for everyone's reaction, Bibi Dong took the crown and put it on for herself in front of the tomb of the first pope.

Everyone was stunned by this move, and before they could react, Si Qingfeng cheered and said:

"The most honored Pope of the mainland has been crowned! Long live the Pope!"

Everyone in the hall, after a moment of hesitation, also cheered.

Although their expressions are ugly...

　It's three o'clock today, it will be later.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)