In the palm-sized country of the Vatican, there is a small mountain with a very large church sitting on it.
This is the home of the Holy See, St. Peter's Basilica. It is located on the top of this hill. It looks very sacred and bright, as if it is the source of hope and the source of light. As long as you see it, you seem to have seen it.
Hope the same.
At this moment, a black spot in the distance quickly moved towards here, and suddenly floated over. It turned out to be a person.
He braked suddenly and stopped outside the cathedral. He was panting, and before he could take a breath, he rushed inside. This man was the Storm Paladin who came back from the Rothschild family. He was
The horse kept ticking, not stopping for a second.
"Hoo, hoo", after taking a few breaths, he ran inside.
A man who was also wearing armor walked towards him. When he saw the Storm Paladin, he couldn't help but said "hmm" and stopped in front of him and said, "Storm, aren't you accompanying the saint to the Rothschild family?"
"Hey, why did I see you come back alone? Where is the saint? Looking at you in such a hurry, something must have happened."
"Well" the Storm Paladin paused and said, "Lightning, I'll tell you later, I have something important to see the Pope."
"Important things." Lightning was stunned for a moment and said, "Baofeng, what important things can you have? Seeing that you are coming back alone, could it be that the saint has been taken away by someone? You have to know those dark bitches, they are always there
They are paying attention to us all the time, don’t give them a chance.”
"Lightning, this matter is very important. I can't explain it to you right now. I have to tell the Pope."
"Oh" Lightning had a hint of curiosity and followed him, saying, "I'm really curious about what major things can happen that can make our great Storm Paladin become like this. I'll take a look too."
There was a trace of ridicule in Lightning's eyes. On the surface, the twelve paladins were very harmonious, but in fact they were very discordant.
Baofeng glanced at him and said, "Lightning, don't laugh at me. If you knew that the Dragon God was coming to our Holy See, I don't know how you would react."
"The Dragon God is coming to the Holy See, so let him come if he comes?" Lightning said casually, he just wanted to make fun of Baofeng, but after he finished speaking, he was stunned, his eyes froze, and he said loudly, "Baofeng,
You said that the Dragon God is coming to the Holy See, what you said is true."
When the name of the Dragon God was mentioned, Lightning couldn't help but shudder. The shadow of those twenty years was really lingering!
"Yes, I didn't lie to you. That's why I came to see the Pope in such a hurry for this matter."
At this time, Baofeng had stopped in front of a door. No matter what, he just pushed the door open and looked inside. An old man in white clothes, who looked very sacred and noble, was staring in front of the mirror.
He was stroking the beard on his chin and touching his head from time to time.
His head looked like he was bald. There was almost no hair on the front half of his forehead. There was some hair on the back half, but it was very good and not very long. From the old man's eyes,
, saw the anger and helplessness, and the murderous intention was revealed in his eyes.
At this moment, the door to his room was suddenly pushed open. "Okay." The old man's eyes turned cold, and he quickly brought up the golden hat next to him.
He looked at the intruder with a trace of murderous intent in his eyes. With a claw in his right hand, a scepter placed on a shelf in the distance appeared in his hand. His body flashed.
He appeared in front of the man, swinging the scepter in his hand towards the man.
"Ah," the man said in shock, "Your Majesty the Pope, it's me, the Storm Paladin, who has taken the liberty to break into your room. Please forgive me."
This old man is the boss of the Holy See, their Pope. Since he was beaten by the Dragon God when he was twenty years old, he has stripped off his beard and hair. After all, people are old, and their metabolism is not so strong. Twenty years have passed.
His beard, which was originally thirty to forty centimeters long, is now just over ten centimeters long, and his hair is now the same as that of a random man on the street.
This is the shame in his heart! He must not let others see him like this. If anyone sees it, it will be blasphemy against him and he will be punished.
Fortunately, this man was the Storm Paladin, one of his own. After hearing his words, the murderous intent in the Pope's eyes slowly retracted. He took back the scepter in his hand and held the scepter in his right hand.
Standing in front, he said with strong dissatisfaction in his eyes, "Storm, you are also a paladin after all, why are you still so reckless? This is not okay! Didn't you go to the Rothschild family to protect the saint?
Why is a person back in such a hurry? What happened?"
Glancing at the angry Pope, the Storm Paladin said, "Your Majesty the Pope, the Dragon God has come to Europe. He said he would come to our Holy See."
"What?" The Pope suddenly yelled, and his body couldn't help but tremble. Suddenly, the scene twenty years ago seemed to be happening right in front of his eyes. The Dragon God stepped on him and landed on the Pope's throne.
Originally, the Dragon God was planning to leave. Suddenly, the Dragon God was startled. He stared at his beard and said, "Pope, look at your beard. Why are you braiding your hair? You have it so beautifully. You are really a bit delicate. You
What's the point of a grown man doing this?"
Then the Pope was in tragedy. The Dragon God stepped on him, making him unable to move. He pulled hard with his right hand, and the skin of his chin was pulled off by the Dragon God before he could wait.
The Pope calmed down here, and the Dragon God took off his hat again and said, "There is no beard anymore, and your hair looks quite awkward, so I just want to do you a favor."
Then, he reached down with one hand and pulled hard, and nothing was left on the Pope's head, and his scalp was torn off by the Dragon God.
Thinking of this, the Pope couldn't help but shudder. The Dragon God was really terrifying.
After a long time, the Pope calmed down his fearful heart. He stared at the Storm Paladin and said, "Storm, what you said is true. The Dragon God has really come to Europe. And how did you know about it?"
"Ahem." The Storm Paladin coughed and said, "This is what the Dragon God's grandson said. He is in the Rothschild family."
"What is he here for?" the Pope asked. Baofeng glanced at the Pope and said, "Your Majesty Pope, have you forgotten that what I told you after I came back from China some time ago is that the Dragon God asked me to preach to you.
If so, it seems that he came here this time just for this matter."
"No!" the Pope said with a hint of fear in his eyes, "He wouldn't come in person for such a trivial matter!"
Baofeng said, "Your Holiness, don't you know the tradition of China? Marriage is a big event. The man's elders come here in person. Last time the Dragon God said it in China, this time he should be here to propose marriage. Your Holiness."
, what do you think we should do?”
The Lightning Paladin on the side said doubtfully, "Your Majesty Pope, Storm, what are you talking about! What did the Dragon God say!"
The Pope closed his eyes and said helplessly, "The Dragon God asked me to betroth the saint of our Holy See to his grandson."
"Ah" Lightning yelled and said, "How can this be done? Our saint is the purest and innocent. She will never marry for life. She must maintain her purity and cannot be blasphemed by others. How can she marry him?
"
The Pope said helplessly, "Lightning, why don't I know what you are talking about? But do you have any way to deal with the Dragon God?"
The lightning suddenly withered away. To deal with the Dragon God, I had better keep silent. That guy was really terrifying. I stood in front of him. I didn't know if I would have the courage to pick up a weapon.
The Pope smiled bitterly and said, "I can say this, if anyone in our Holy See can deal with the Dragon God, my position as Pope will be his."
"By the way," the Pope asked, "Storm, the Saint has not come back. Could it be that she is already in the hands of the Dragon God?"
"no"
"Oh" the Pope nodded and said, "That's good. You twelve paladins will go to the Rothschild family and bring the saint back."
Baofeng looked a little embarrassed and said, "The Dragon God did not hold the Saint, but was held by the little dragon. The Saint is in Lin Yu's hands now. I want to come back and give you a message."
"What you said is in vain! As long as it's in their hands, you can forget it for the time being. What are you talking about?"
"Sir Pope, didn't you say before that you asked him to wait a moment? You were still talking about this matter first, but Lin Yu said that his grandfather remembered to have a great-grandson, so let us marry the saint as soon as possible and give Lin Yu a child.
, there must be an answer within these two days, otherwise, he will come to the Holy See. He also said that he is very interested in angel wings, which are very good as decorations."
"What," the Pope said loudly, "it's too much to bully, it's really too much to bully."
But after scolding you, you calmed down again. So what if he bullied you? You can still resist! He said, "Did he say anything else?"
"Yes." Baofeng nodded and said, "He also said that it's okay if he waits for a while, but he is already old. If he accidentally dies one day and doesn't hold his great-grandson before he dies,
That is the most regrettable thing. This is not possible. You can just ask him to wait for a while, which will ensure that he does not die, he said. "
Baofeng hesitated and stopped talking. The Pope became angry and said, "What did he say?"
"He said that unless our Holy See gave him a few kilograms of holy water, which has strong vitality and allows him to live for a few more years, this would be the only way for him to come to the Vatican in person in two days."
"What?" the Pope said angrily again, "He wants a few kilograms of holy water from our Holy See. He really thinks our holy water is just cabbage and won't give it to him."
"Ahem" Baofeng coughed twice and said, "Your Holiness, if you don't give it, he will go to the Vatican in person in two days. If he wants holy water by then, who can stop him?"
The Pope immediately withered. This is not good, that is not good, why am I so aggrieved? If I have the strength, I must kill the Dragon God first.
The Pope kicked the scepter in his hand hard and said, "Convene a plenary meeting." In the Vatican, a palm-sized country, there is a small mountain with a very large church sitting on it.
This is the home of the Holy See, St. Peter's Basilica. It is located on the top of this hill. It looks very sacred and bright, as if it is the source of hope and the source of light. As long as you see it, you seem to have seen it.
Hope the same.
At this moment, a black spot in the distance quickly moved towards here, and suddenly floated over. It turned out to be a person.
He braked suddenly and stopped outside the cathedral. He was panting, and before he could take a breath, he rushed inside. This man was the Storm Paladin who came back from the Rothschild family. He was
The horse kept ticking, not stopping for a second.
"Hoo, hoo", after taking a few breaths, he ran inside.
A man who was also wearing armor walked towards him. When he saw the Storm Paladin, he couldn't help but said "hmm" and stopped in front of him and said, "Storm, aren't you accompanying the saint to the Rothschild family?"
"Hey, why did I see you come back alone? Where is the saint? Looking at you in such a hurry, something must have happened."
"Well" the Storm Paladin paused and said, "Lightning, I'll tell you later, I have something important to see the Pope."
"Important things." Lightning was stunned for a moment and said, "Baofeng, what important things can you have? Seeing that you are coming back alone, could it be that the saint has been taken away by someone? You have to know those dark bitches, they are always there
They are paying attention to us all the time, don’t give them a chance.”
"Lightning, this matter is very important. I can't explain it to you right now. I have to tell the Pope."
"Oh" Lightning had a hint of curiosity and followed him, saying, "I'm really curious about what major things can happen that can make our great Storm Paladin become like this. I'll take a look too."
There was a trace of ridicule in Lightning's eyes. On the surface, the twelve paladins were very harmonious, but in fact they were very discordant.
Baofeng glanced at him and said, "Lightning, don't laugh at me. If you knew that the Dragon God was coming to our Holy See, I don't know how you would react."
"The Dragon God is coming to the Holy See, so let him come if he comes?" Lightning said casually, he just wanted to make fun of Baofeng, but after he finished speaking, he was stunned, his eyes froze, and he said loudly, "Baofeng,
You said that the Dragon God is coming to the Holy See, what you said is true."
When the name of the Dragon God was mentioned, Lightning couldn't help but shudder. The shadow of those twenty years was really lingering!
"Yes, I didn't lie to you. That's why I came to see the Pope in such a hurry for this matter."
At this time, Baofeng had stopped in front of a door. No matter what, he just pushed the door open and looked inside. An old man in white clothes, who looked very sacred and noble, was staring in front of the mirror.
He was stroking the beard on his chin and touching his head from time to time.
His head looked like he was bald. There was almost no hair on the front half of his forehead. There was some hair on the back half, but it was very good and not very long. From the old man's eyes,
, saw the anger and helplessness, and the murderous intention was revealed in his eyes.
At this moment, the door to his room was suddenly pushed open. "Okay." The old man's eyes turned cold, and he quickly brought up the golden hat next to him.
He looked at the intruder with a trace of murderous intent in his eyes. With a claw in his right hand, a scepter placed on a shelf in the distance appeared in his hand. His body flashed.
He appeared in front of the man, swinging the scepter in his hand towards the man.
"Ah," the man said in shock, "Your Majesty the Pope, it's me, the Storm Paladin, who has taken the liberty to break into your room. Please forgive me."
This old man is the boss of the Holy See, their Pope. Since he was beaten by the Dragon God when he was twenty years old, he has stripped off his beard and hair. After all, people are old, and their metabolism is not so strong. Twenty years have passed.
His beard, which was originally thirty to forty centimeters long, is now just over ten centimeters long, and his hair is now the same as that of a random man on the street.
This is the shame in his heart! He must not let others see him like this. If anyone sees it, it will be blasphemy against him and he will be punished.
Fortunately, this man was the Storm Paladin, one of his own. After hearing his words, the murderous intent in the Pope's eyes slowly retracted. He took back the scepter in his hand and held the scepter in his right hand.
Standing in front, he said with strong dissatisfaction in his eyes, "Storm, you are also a paladin after all, why are you still so reckless? This is not okay! Didn't you go to the Rothschild family to protect the saint?
Why is a person back in such a hurry? What happened?"
Glancing at the angry Pope, the Storm Paladin said, "Your Majesty the Pope, the Dragon God has come to Europe. He said he would come to our Holy See."
"What?" The Pope suddenly yelled, and his body couldn't help but tremble. Suddenly, the scene twenty years ago seemed to be happening right in front of his eyes. The Dragon God stepped on him and landed on the Pope's throne.
Originally, the Dragon God was planning to leave. Suddenly, the Dragon God was startled. He stared at his beard and said, "Pope, look at your beard. Why are you braiding your hair? You have it so beautifully. You are really a bit delicate. You
What's the point of a grown man doing this?"
Then the Pope was in tragedy. The Dragon God stepped on him, making him unable to move. He pulled hard with his right hand, and the skin of his chin was pulled off by the Dragon God before he could wait.
The Pope calmed down here, and the Dragon God took off his hat again and said, "There is no beard anymore, and your hair looks quite awkward, so I just want to do you a favor."
Then, he reached down with one hand and pulled hard, and nothing was left on the Pope's head, and his scalp was torn off by the Dragon God.
Thinking of this, the Pope couldn't help but shudder. The Dragon God was really terrifying.
After a long time, the Pope calmed down his fearful heart. He stared at the Storm Paladin and said, "Storm, what you said is true. The Dragon God has really come to Europe. And how did you know about it?"
"Ahem." The Storm Paladin coughed and said, "This is what the Dragon God's grandson said. He is in the Rothschild family."
"What is he here for?" the Pope asked. Baofeng glanced at the Pope and said, "Your Majesty Pope, have you forgotten that what I told you after I came back from China some time ago is that the Dragon God asked me to preach to you.
If so, it seems that he came here this time just for this matter."
"No!" the Pope said with a hint of fear in his eyes, "He wouldn't come in person for such a trivial matter!"
Baofeng said, "Your Holiness, don't you know the tradition of China? Marriage is a big event. The man's elders come here in person. Last time the Dragon God said it in China, this time he should be here to propose marriage. Your Holiness."
, what do you think we should do?”
The Lightning Paladin on the side said doubtfully, "Your Majesty Pope, Storm, what are you talking about! What did the Dragon God say!"
The Pope closed his eyes and said helplessly, "The Dragon God asked me to betroth the saint of our Holy See to his grandson."
"Ah" Lightning yelled and said, "How can this be done? Our saint is the purest and innocent. She will never marry for life. She must maintain her purity and cannot be blasphemed by others. How can she marry him?
"
The Pope said helplessly, "Lightning, why don't I know what you are talking about? But do you have any way to deal with the Dragon God?"
The lightning suddenly withered away. To deal with the Dragon God, I had better keep silent. That guy was really terrifying. I stood in front of him. I didn't know if I would have the courage to pick up a weapon.
The Pope smiled bitterly and said, "I can say this, if anyone in our Holy See can deal with the Dragon God, my position as Pope will be his."
"By the way," the Pope asked, "Storm, the Saint has not come back. Could it be that she is already in the hands of the Dragon God?"
"no"
"Oh" the Pope nodded and said, "That's good. You twelve paladins will go to the Rothschild family and bring the saint back."
Baofeng looked a little embarrassed and said, "The Dragon God did not hold the Saint, but was held by the little dragon. The Saint is in Lin Yu's hands now. I want to come back and give you a message."
"What you said is in vain! As long as it's in their hands, you can forget it for the time being. What are you talking about?"
"Sir Pope, didn't you say before that you asked him to wait a moment? You were still talking about this matter first, but Lin Yu said that his grandfather remembered to have a great-grandson, so let us marry the saint as soon as possible and give Lin Yu a child.
, there must be an answer within these two days, otherwise, he will come to the Holy See. He also said that he is very interested in angel wings, which are very good as decorations."
"What," the Pope said loudly, "it's too much to bully, it's really too much to bully."
But after scolding you, you calmed down again. So what if he bullied you? You can still resist! He said, "Did he say anything else?"
"Yes." Baofeng nodded and said, "He also said that it's okay if he waits for a while, but he is already old. If he accidentally dies one day and doesn't hold his great-grandson before he dies,
That is the most regrettable thing. This is not possible. You can just ask him to wait for a while, which will ensure that he does not die, he said. "
Baofeng hesitated and stopped talking. The Pope became angry and said, "What did he say?"
"He said that unless our Holy See gave him a few kilograms of holy water, which has strong vitality and allows him to live for a few more years, this would be the only way for him to come to the Vatican in person in two days."
"What?" the Pope said angrily again, "He wants a few kilograms of holy water from our Holy See. He really thinks our holy water is just cabbage and won't give it to him."
"Ahem" Baofeng coughed twice and said, "Your Holiness, if you don't give it, he will go to the Vatican in person in two days. If he wants holy water by then, who can stop him?"
The Pope immediately withered. This is not good, that is not good, why am I so aggrieved? If I have the strength, I must kill the Dragon God first.
The pope's scepter hit the ground hard and said, "Convene a plenary meeting."