From Douluo Dalu to Queen

Chapter 283 The Lonely Pope

Currently, she only has a Dehaka Swarm Summoning Card as a trump card, which may help her compete with these old monsters, but she has no idea about their specific combat effectiveness. If the Spirit Hall is fully deployed and cannot destroy the core of the Leng family's formation, she may only be able to charge forward with a nuclear bomb.

Although Tianmeng can fight in his full form, he is limited by
As for You Meng, who was sent by herself, there was nothing to hope for. Tian Meng's words were so weird that Leng Xiyao naturally thought that You Meng had been captured.

"It seems that it is still necessary to meet Bibi Dong." Leng Xiyao sighed, then took out the small note that Yue Guan quietly handed to her.

When she opened it, Leng Xiyao was stunned for a moment. The address above was not unfamiliar to her but very familiar. The location was exactly where the slums were originally located.

Although the slums in Wuhun City have been almost eliminated, and the homeless people have been repatriated or sent to work in the surrounding acropolises, it is still a gathering place for the lower class people of the Wuhun Hall due to its geographical location and "historical origins". They are all soul masters with mediocre qualifications and not very good martial arts. In this prosperous big city, they can only rely on the minimum living security law established by Bibi Dong in recent years to barely have food and shelter. No one knows why these people don't leave Wuhun City and live somewhere else.

It was really unbelievable that the Pope would meet her in a place like this.

Thinking of this, Leng Xiyao told Qin Menglan, "Lanlan, Tianmeng and I will go out for a while, you stay here and wait for the dean and the others to come back."

It is still unknown whether Bibi Dong is a friend or an enemy. After all, the other party is extremely powerful. If the other party finds out the trick of my martial soul fusion technique, there may be some bad consequences. To be on the safe side, it is better not to go together.

After all, this is the residence of contestants from the two empires. No matter what, the Spirit Hall would not dare to risk the world's condemnation and come here to snatch people.

"Okay, Sister Yaoyao." Although Qin Menglan was not as far-sighted as Leng Xiyao, as long as she was obedient, she would naturally follow his orders.

Leng Xiyao looked at the agreed time on the note, then glanced at the clock on the wall, and said to Tian Meng, "Let's go without further delay."

Bibi Dong was so mysterious, so Leng Xiyao wouldn't be stupid enough to go there in a high-profile manner. With Tian Meng following her, neither the surveillance system of the formation nor the other stalkers would be able to discover her whereabouts. She would also have some confidence when facing Bibi Dong, at least running away would not be a problem.

"it is good."

As the night fell, there was no sign of rest in Wuhun City. Whether it was the commercial and residential areas in Wuhun City, or the Pope's Palace halfway up Wuhun Mountain, they were all brightly lit.

As the administrative center of the entire Spirit Hall, the Pope's Palace is also very large. In addition to the main hall facing the entire Spirit City in front, there are also various buildings behind it, which are almost the same as the imperial palace.

At this time, Bibi Dong was sitting in her study, looking at the files in her hands with a little fatigue. Even with her current strength, she was troubled by these mundane affairs.

In theory, most emperors of the empire have their own team of staff to handle state affairs. People of Bibi Dong's status have plenty of smart people to give her advice. She doesn't need to take care of 90% of the trivial matters. She only needs to make simple instructions on some important matters based on the opinions of her staff team.

Unfortunately, Qian Daoliu did not want her job as Pope to be too easy, and ordered his subordinates to submit matters directly to the Pope for his personal review. In this case, even a request to repair a branch temple in a small kingdom would be sent directly to Bibi Dong's desk.

In this situation, let alone entertainment, even the most basic training can only be done during late bedtime. Capitalists would cry when seeing such oppressive behavior.

After writing a "yes" on the branch hall's request to send ten more Soul Lords to suppress the mob, Bibi Dong threw the petition aside, leaned back in the chair, and couldn't help but sigh.

Next to Bibi Dong stood a pure-looking girl wearing the white Spirit Hall uniform. Seeing this, she quickly took out a piece of blue ice to clean her hands, then stepped forward to give Bibi Dong a massage.

A cool feeling rushed into her temples, and Bibi Dong's slightly numb spirit was slightly relieved. There were at least hundreds of memorials like the one just now every day, if not a thousand. These matters could be decided by not only the local cardinal, but even an ordinary deacon at the Soul King level.

However, in order to cater to Qian Daoliu's request, the local bishops gathered all these trivial matters together and sent them to Wuhun City for Bibi Dong to decide.

Although this was not a bad thing, Bibi Dong couldn't help but feel a strong hatred. That old man Qian Daoliu was of the same character as his son.

It was no secret among the top leaders of the Spirit Hall that she had ambushed and killed Qian Xunji. She had never intended to survive after killing Qian Xunji, but to outsiders, it seemed that Qian Daoliu not only did not blame her, but also put aside their past grudges and nominated her to be the new Pope.

Only Bibi Dong herself knew what kind of loneliness she had experienced over the years. She was like a tool, being used by the Qian family. Because of Qian Daoliu's deliberate smearing, her image in her daughter's heart plummeted, and she even became the enemy who killed her father.

Sometimes she really wanted to die. She didn't care about any overwhelming power. Unfortunately, for her daughter, she couldn't do that. At least she had to let her daughter know that her mother was not the vicious woman that the old man said she was.
As Bibi Dong's mood fluctuated, the temperature in the whole room suddenly dropped a lot. How could the maid behind her withstand Bibi Dong's momentum? She couldn't help but tremble all over, but she didn't dare to say a word, and her hands didn't stop moving.

As if she felt the maid's hand trembling, Bibi Dong withdrew her thoughts and the aura around her dissipated.

"Xiao Li, what time is it now?"

The maid named Xiaoli just breathed a sigh of relief. When she heard Bibi Dong's question, she quickly replied, "Your Holiness, it's already ten o'clock."

"Is it so late?" Bibi Dong stood up, stretched her limbs which had become a little stiff from sitting for too long, then turned her head and said, "It's time to go to bed."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Xiaoli bowed slightly, then clapped her hands. Two maids came in, holding nightgowns, and followed Bibi Dong into the bedroom behind the study.

(End of this chapter)