Douluo see you soon

[The order is wrong, the next chapter is Chapter 200, mistake]

Cheng Ying ignored Ice Emperor's complaints. How could a profit-seeking villain like him be so arrogant! It's just that annexing the Spirit Hall like that would not maximize the benefits [Confirmed!].

After visiting the periphery, Cheng Ying headed towards the core of Wuhun Palace, which was like the backstage of a stage. Not everyone could enter there.

Cheng Ying took advantage of the opportunity for the cleric to open the door and slipped in. The thing he was playing now could only be called Assassin's Creed, while the thing he was playing in his previous life could only be called Berserker's Creed.

Arriving backstage, the solemn atmosphere immediately faded away, replaced by a relaxed atmosphere, a bit like the feeling of social animals drinking tea and chatting during their lunch break. Of course, this is because they do not have mobile phones to play with.

This is considered the living area for the clergy. If it were normal, this place would barely be considered luxurious. After all, Wuhun Palace is actually quite wealthy and treats its own people well.

But since Chengying provided running water and electricity to the centralized apartment in Soto City, the treatment at Wuhun Palace has become a bit plain.

Cheng Ying passed by a nun and heard her complaining to her best friend: "Why don't we have water and electricity? We still light oil lamps now. It's so old-fashioned. My classmate from the Soul Master Academy bought a newly built apartment.

She even invited me to her home two days ago to show off her water heater! In comparison, our conditions are extremely simple."

"Forget it, the bishop of our branch is an ascetic. He said that people in the world can't afford cotton, so he always wears coarse cloth and short brown ones. If we want him to agree to provide us with water and electricity, we might as well pray.

The palace can approve the reconstruction of the branch hall."

"I would have gone to the Xingluo Empire if I had known it. I heard that Duke Tulip's engineering team has personally renovated the Wuhun Palace south of the Cao River. The Wuhun Palace in a small county is more impressive than ours."

"Then please ask the God of Angels to bless us to get the heart church renovated by Duke Tulip! Such ungrateful prayers are probably useless!" The nun who spoke shrugged.

Cheng Ying twitched the corner of his mouth. He was sure that the words he heard could not be arranged by the God of Angels. She didn't have that ability yet, but it had to be said that the nun's prayers probably really worked.

"I didn't expect that just by helping Wuhun Temple renovate the adobe house in the countryside, we could get such goodwill from the bottom of the building. That would be easy! Let's start from the bottom of Wuhun Temple and bring all their clergy to our side.

La!" Cheng Ying smiled evilly.

"What bad idea are you thinking of again?" Ice Emperor said with vacant eyes.

"Of course they are using sugar-coated cannonballs of capitalism to destroy the foundation of Wuhundian. Although they started their business by faith, if they are compared to us as political workers, they are just trying to do the same thing!"

Cheng Ying's politics class in his previous life was not very enjoyable, but what the teacher taught was all in his subconscious mind. Looking back now, he suddenly felt that China's politics class was too conscientious.

The first sentence when opening the book is that the state is an organized and systematic violent machine of the ruling class. Which country’s political books dare to write this? Carefully think back to what you memorized for exams. In ancient times, wasn’t this weird?

Is it dragon slaying?

The entire set of ideological and political textbooks is a guide to time travel and rebellion, and it is quite detailed.

Just when he was thinking about how to turn Wuhun Palace red from the bottom, a little kid walked past him in a coquettish manner, followed by six followers. Cheng Ying was stunned by the pace of his disapproval.

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"What the hell? Whose little brat is so naughty?"

Chengying was mumbling, and the nun who had just prayed for a new church whispered to the people around her: "He is a genius from the main hall! I heard that he became the Soul King at a young age, and now I am the Soul Sect! Do you think he is special?

Handsome?"

"No, you are a nymphomaniac. I haven't seen that people are so proud and don't even look at us. It's useless to be a nymphomaniac. Just read less comics from the south side of the river. Then those overbearing CEOs are all lies.

Human!"

Cheng Ying: "..."

What on earth did this guy Meng Shu draw! When you go back, you must check if the female pornographic novels I collected have been stolen! If they are stolen, my glorious image will be ruined.

ice King:"?"

Wake up! You have never had a glorious image!

The genius who came from the main hall of Wuhun Hall went straight to the statue of the God of Angels and knelt down on one knee: "May your glory shine on the mainland!"

Then Cheng Ying watched helplessly as the divine light from heaven fell on the young man. Behind him, a pair of angel wings stretched out. The furry look made people want to touch them.

If the one with these wings was a gentle and lovely girl, he might have touched her, but the one with these wings was a brat, so he was not interested.

"Having said that, I have to ask what kind of person Rong Nian Ice Angel God is, and what kind of mentality he had in choosing this brat as his successor.

But this guy seems to have an unexpected fit with the God of Angels! I remember when Rong Nianbing instilled power into his young disciples, most of the power escaped, and only a small part was absorbed by them.

This little kid has absorbed nearly 90% of the divine power. Can he be said to be the Ultimate Douluo Qiandaoliu who is as famous as Tang Chen? He is just too stinky, otherwise it would be good to accept him as his disciple. Wait? It seems like

Something is wrong!"

Cheng Ying suddenly noticed that the skin of the little kid, Qian Daoliu, suddenly began to glow and became translucent, and something seemed to be glowing inside.

It felt like turning off the lights and shining a flashlight on the palm of your hand. The light on the back of your hand was a little bit eye-catching to be honest, because you could see all the bones in your body.

"Damn! The only thing that doesn't shine is the bones!" Cheng Ying's expression froze.

The Ice Emperor said angrily: "Of course it's bones! This little bastard has a total of six soul bones, all of them are powerful ten thousand year soul beasts, and they seem to complement each other. I don't know how many ten thousand year soul beasts he killed before he can do it."

Earned."

"What? Wuhun Palace is really willing to spend a lot of money? Tang Chen only has a left arm bone, which was discovered by others, and Wuhun Palace actually gave Qian Daoliu the entire set of angelic armor!

From this point of view, Tang Chen will probably not be able to beat this guy in a duel! This is too wasteful! Don't give me so many soul bones!" Cheng Ying was heartbroken, and his mood fluctuated a bit, and as a result, there was a burst of light in the sky.

The beam of divine light seemed to have discovered something and stretched towards him.

Cheng Ying quickly calmed down his mind, used Mirror Flowers and Water Moon seriously, and then hid it again.

"The Lord God really doesn't have a fuel-efficient lamp, so he seems to have to keep going! But overall, the Wuhundian team is still not as threatening to the young disciples as the 233 team. I don't know if the 233 team will fight with Wuhun first.

It would be interesting to meet in the Soul Palace!"

[To be continued]

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