The vortex channel connecting the pan-continent and the angel world could not last for too long. The aunt and sister walked away with the twelve-winged angel, and the remaining people were all stunned.

His Majesty the Pope and the eight archbishops in the clothes looked at Qin Jian with ginger eyes, just like they were looking at their grandfather.

Who has ever seen the gods that I have always believed in and worshipped? In historical records, no one has ever witnessed it with his own eyes.

But today, His Majesty the Pope can laugh three times to announce to believers all over the world: The God of Light has appeared before me and given me strong expectations and full teachings!

The twelve white and flawless wings and the vast and boundless sacred power made His Majesty the Pope and the eight Archbishops in the Red.

Qin Jian and a few girls stared at each other, and a strange atmosphere swayed around everyone.

"What are you watching me?" Qin Jian squatted down and grabbed a handful of grass. "I don't know if I will meet an acquaintance here."

"You know what we are not talking about." Shu Ya glared at Qin Jian with a charming but also angrily. The next moment, everyone turned their eyes to the saint Xue Lun, who was extremely holy and unable to have the idea of ​​blasphemy.

Qin Jian is one head and two big. He clearly wants to save people, but now he has made his stomach bigger for no reason. The Fountain of Life is worthy of being the Fountain of Life, and it is indeed the source of new life.

Xue Lun's face was blushing, and she lay in Durex's arms, her slender eyelashes blinked slightly from time to time, obviously pretending to be dizzy.

I guess this little girl couldn't accept the fact that there was a new life in her stomach.

"What should I do now?" Durex asked as he looked at Qin Jian.

"It's not my business. You all saw it with your own eyes." Qin Jian was extremely wronged.

Shu Ya came over and pinched Qin Jian, "It's not your business. So many sisters have followed you for so long, but I haven't seen a big belly. Now I'm fine, but an outsider is the first."

The Dark Elf Queen is obviously jealous, and the girls all think this way. Although everyone is together and is as friendly as mud, there is some competition. Qin Jian treats girls equally and is often sleepy. But if any girl can continue to have a fame for Qin Jian, her status will definitely rise immediately.

The girls didn't say it for so many days, but they all understood this truth.

"I didn't touch her again! That child is not mine, right?" Qin Jian denied.

"But you have an unshirkable responsibility!" Durex said softly from the side.

Damn! Qin Jian was so angry that he looked at the pope and the eight cardinal archbishops who were still dazed there. It was obvious that these nine old guys had not yet reminiscent of the scene just now, and they all had a silly smile on their faces. It was not until Qin Jian walked to the pope that the old guy reacted.

"Is there anything wrong with Lord Lord?" His Majesty's expression was almost equivalent to flattery.

Just now, God of Light said before leaving that he must take good care of this man. Even if he devotes all the power of all believers on the continent, he cannot make any mistakes.

What a fairy, a demon? The old guys didn't understand it, but they knew the attitude of the God of Light towards the two women.

"This... the saint is back to you." Qin Jian pointed at Xue Lun who was pretending to be dizzy next to him.

The old pope turned his eyes a few times, sighed slightly, shook his head and said, "Sulun is no longer the saint of the Holy Church."

"Why?" Qin Jian asked differently.

The Pope smiled slightly, "As a saint of the Holy Church, one must have a pure and flawless mind and body, and cannot be subjected to any defilement or blasphemy. Xuelun is now pregnant, so naturally he can no longer hold the title of saint."

"No one blasphemed her, nor did anyone defile her! I just drank some of the fountain of life, do you understand? The fountain of life is the purest thing in the world!"

The Pope shook his head vigorously, "That's not OK. Not only that, according to law, Xuelun will also be expelled from the holy mountain, put on shackles, and under the custody of the believers, traveling to various human countries, being despised and despised by millions of believers, and eventually returning to the foot of the holy mountain to be executed!"

"It's because she's pregnant now?" Qin Jian had the urge to hit someone.

The Pope nodded, "Entering the Holy Church of Light, everything belongs to the God of Light, including the body and the mind, and even us old guys are no exception!"

"You dare!" No matter what, Xue Lun was pregnant because she was pregnant. If she was really shackled and was despised and insulted by millions of people, Qin Jian would be dissatisfied.

"Hehe, I don't dare." His Majesty the Pope nodded and smiled, "If Lord Lord, you protect Xuelun and follow the orders issued by the God of Light himself, we will definitely not do this."

I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen such shameless people. Qin Jian immediately knew what the pope was going to make.

Isn’t it just to send a woman to show her good deeds? It seems that these hypocritical old guys also have a lot of dirty little ones in their hearts.

Xue Lun didn't pretend to be dizzy now. When he heard the punishment, he stood up. His quiet expression was hanging on his face. He kept staring at Qin Jian, just looking at him, and he didn't speak.

Qin Jian couldn't stand this expression, as if what he was just talking about was not her. What kind of eyes were bright and flexible, but what was so dull was just a sense of ignorance. Especially this woman's little hand was still on her belly, as if she was always reminding Qin Jian that there was a small life inside her.

"How many months have you been pregnant? Why are you touching him?" Qin Jian pulled Xue Lun's little hand on his stomach and kept her in front of the pope. "Did you see, this old guy just said he wanted to execute you, so why don't he spit his saliva on his face! He will make a slingshot to hit their windows at night."

I'm so angry! Look at the expression on the Pope's face, it's obvious that it's a look of long hair on the belly button.

"Xue Lun will follow you in the future." The saint finally spoke, looking at Qin Jian, with a smile on his face and said softly.

He was defeated, completely defeated. Although there was no such thing as the other person, the child in his belly had a direct relationship with him. Qin Jian could not refuse this woman's proposal.

After descending from the back mountain, the pope issued a holy ordination, and the holy mountain was reveling for three days. The whirlpool passages and images created when the God of Light came down to the realm are a complete miracle!

The pope and eight archbishops in the clothes were exaggerated and exaggerated, which made the entire holy mountain seem to be bumpy and everyone walked lightly.

I originally wanted to see if the font on the prayer stone had anything to do with me, but now I'm sure, Qin Jian couldn't be happy at all.

Women in the room surrounded Xuelun and touched her flat belly one by one. Nirui even put her ears on her to hear if there was any movement inside.

"I like it, right? I will give you one for each of you!" Qin Jian took a big hand and hugged the girls like a chicken, and walked into the room.

Isn’t this place holy? Isn’t it a holy mountain? I will leave a little depraved breath here!

"Are you here?" Qin Jian turned around and looked at Xue Lun, "Anyway, you are dependent on me, and the child in your belly is mine. Do you want to come together?"

"What are you doing?" Xue Lun raised his head and looked at Qin Jian quietly and asked.

"Damn!" Qin Jian felt his energy and blood surging. This idiot woman! The left-behind Gabilila said a few words in Xue Lun's ear, her little face flushed, and the saint blushed, and she quickly shook her head: "No, you go."

"Good woman!" The female dragon patted the saint on the shoulder, feeling relieved to find a companion.

I stayed on the Holy Mountain for three days until the carnival ended.

Since the God of Light has asked the Holy Church of Light to take care of him, His Majesty the Pope could not help but show goodwill to him, the problem of seeds and food was completely solved.

The cavemen and subjugated refugees still count on these things.

He spoke to the Pope and the eight archbishops in the clothes and spoke in a big mouth. Not only did he ask for countless food, but he also asked for clothes and miscellaneous things.

"Lord Lord, let's take the lead. We will count all the things and will definitely send the believers to Siberia quickly." Although the Pope felt a little fed up with these supplies, he did not refuse.

Unlike the Iron Fortress, a force that has only risen in recent hundreds of years, the Vatican has accumulated for thousands of years, and it is extremely rich in strength and materials. Although Qin Jian has offered a price not small, it is still a drop in the bucket for the Vatican. In front of this holy mountain, Qin Jian felt like the difference between a nouveau riche and a hereditary nobleman.

"If you don't let you send me off, my people are still waiting. You guys are ready as soon as possible and I'll take them away!" The things you get are yours.

"Okay! It's ready for you in one day!" The Pope agreed immediately.
Chapter completed!