The sunlight shone through the glass window and fell on Wang Han's body.
Wang Han, who was covered with Qi, was like a layer of sacred and undesecrated light under the sun!
Wang Han's expression was solemn and solemn!
One hand raised, and the palm of your hand was facing everyone!
In this moment!
An indescribable temperament emanated from Wang Han!
It makes people want to bow their heads and worship!
Lei Xiaohua looked at Wang Han and couldn't help but sigh.
The boss is in trouble. If he takes the wrong path, just these methods will definitely be a super invincible disaster for the whole world!
The Pope looked at Wang Han's side face.
My eyes are deep, I don't know what I'm thinking.
Wang Han enjoyed this feeling quite well.
No wonder there are so many successful masters on the Internet who understand applause all the time.
A call and a hundred responses are indeed addictive!
The members of the Holy Light Sect bowed their heads.
When the masters of the red-clothed sect saw that the situation was hopeless, they could only sigh secretly.
Fortunately, Wang Han is currently only acting as the Red-clothed Master, and they still have room for operation!
Many knights looked at Wang Han with a passionate look.
Under normal circumstances, only the three masters of the Holy Light Sect’s red-clothed sect can create a Knight of Light.
Of course, this Knight of Light must be talented, otherwise it would be difficult for a skilled woman to cook without rice.
Moreover, the blessings of the Red-Clothed Master are not a one-time job.
The Paladin of the Holy Light Cult was created by a pope and two masters of the Red Cult.
Wang Han created a Knight of Light with his own strength, which was unique in the history of the Holy Light Cult.
As far as Wang Han knows, the Holy Light Sect now has seven paladins, who have been sleeping most of the time. There are fifteen knights of light and more than twenty chief knights. As for whether they are hidden or not, it is unknown whether they are hidden.
It's right.
The number of people sounds quite large, but this is still pitifully small in the face of a huge base, and it has been cultivated over many years.
The Red-clothed Master commanded the Paladins and the Knights of Light according to their different abilities.
The knights looked at Karen with envy, and then looked at Wang Han with a scorching look.
Karen was also lucky. Wang Han sucked too much mysterious power from the Pope's body and gave it to Karen.
Wang Han also has his own little abacus.
Now that Wang Han wants to gain a foothold in the Holy Light Cult, if he doesn’t get the support of those clergy, he will start with the knights.
Karen was beaten by Wang Han before, and Wang Han initiated him to become a Knight of Light. Karen will naturally remember this favor and will follow Wang Han.
Now Wang Han’s goal has been achieved.
Wang Han took back his hand.
The five Qi thoughtfully and quietly returned to Wang Han's ring.
This kind of initiation cannot be done anytime and anywhere, otherwise the Holy Light Sect would be too much beyond the standard.
On the one hand, the Pope and the Red Champion also have a limit, and the premise is that the knight must have the ability to live.
The pope glanced over everyone, "Do you still have any objections to him as the head of the Red Champion?"
Moore was still a little unwilling to give up, "Sir Pope, what you said just now is the acting leader of the Red Clan."
"Okay! Do you have any objections?"
Now that things have come to this point, they can't say anything anymore. Not talking means they have a default.
The Pope stood up with the table.
Wang Han glanced at him.
This old man is quite capable of acting. If he hadn't been exposed to Wang Han just now and was kept in the dark, the power in this old man's body was like a vast ocean, and the old man looked like a twilight old man was hiding his back.
"Child, come with me!"
Wang Han followed the Pope toward the back.
Through the corridor.
Finally walked into a large room.
The room was filled with a smell of decay, surrounded by many bookcases, filled with dense ancient books.
There are still many photos hanging on the walls.
Wang Han leaned over and took a look. Basically, they were taken photos of many famous people who had received so many years of age. Most of them were famous people in the last century, and many of them were scientists.
The pope sat next to the desk, looked at Wang Han's gaze, and then smiled, "Are you surprised? Many scholars will come to me to ask for something when academics reach shackles."
Wang Han withdrew his gaze and smiled at the Pope, "What do you always ask me to come here for?"
The Pope wore reading glasses and opened the drawer.
Looking for something inside, I took out a very beautiful scepter and placed it on the table. I lowered my head and searched for something in the drawer.
Wang Han approached and picked up the scepter.
There is a layer of gold on the outside, engraved with beautiful patterns. It is not pure gold, but more like something wrapped in gold. What is inside cannot be weighed. It is inlaid with ruby sapphire diamonds densely packed, and at the top of the scepter, carved
An angel with eighteen-winged wings.
Wang Han played with the scepter.
The Pope glanced casually.
"Do you like it?"
"fine."
"I've given it to you."
Wang Han looked strange and put the scepter back to his original position.
The Pope looked at Wang Han and smiled kindly, "If you like it, you will give it to you, no joke."
Wang Han smiled and said, "Don't go ahead! There was a man who liked to play with upside down grape trellis and was beaten so badly when he picked up a wooden stick."
The pope didn't understand what Wang Han said, so he picked up the scepter and smiled at Wang Han.
"Do you know what this is?"
Wang Han shook his head and said that he needed popular science.
"This is a symbol of power representing the Pope. If you hold this thing, it is equivalent to being the Pope of the Church of the Holy Light."
Wang Han cursed in his heart, and he knew that this old guy had a lot of fun.
I also want to trick me into joining the Holy Light Cult.
But then again, the old man's tricks were indeed good.
He used the mysterious power of the Holy Light Sect to directly make a breakthrough for Wang Han.
In the future, you can continue to free some mysterious powers of the Holy Light Sect to help you improve.
As for becoming a pope, I have to think about it again.
The Pope took out a small and exquisite crystal ball from the drawer and placed it on the table and pushed it towards Wang Han.
"If you hold this thing, it is also considered one of the holy tools of the Holy Light Cult. You can detect nearby blood clans through it."
Wang Han had seen this thing before, and he put it in his pocket without any politeness when he picked it up.
The pope looked up at Wang Han and smiled, "The gate of the Holy Light Sect will always be open for you! My position can be kept for you!"
Wang Han smiled, "Let's talk about it, I have a lot of room for improvement at the moment. I will make a decision after I get a little familiar with it."
It's too damn hard to say, after all, I have to have sex for free.
Wang Han took the holy sword on his wrist, "Pope, I'll give you this thing back..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the pope. The pope waved his hand, "You can take this thing with you, and keep it anyway, and it will be kept there for dust. It would be better for you to use it to exert your maximum strength!"
Wang Han was not polite and put the thing back on his wrist.
"As for the knights, the knights who were originally commanded by the Red Cult Master Lyle are now under your command! These include a sleeping paladin."
Wang Han's expression was shocked, "Okay!"
After chatting with the Pope for a few words, Wang Han left the room.
Because he is the acting leader of the Red Clan, there are not so many things to deal with. Wang Han is still free and goes wherever he wants.
After talking to the Pope, Wang Han transferred Karen to his subordinates.
Wang Han smiled and greeted the masters of the red-clothed sects, and the people all left with their stinky faces and silenced their sleeves.
These clergymen have quite a bit of resistance to Wang Han.
But those knights were emitting their eyes when they saw Wang Han.
Wang Han shook hands with everyone cordially and remembered everyone's name.
This made Wang Han even more famous among those knights.
Some of these people have good talents and can be improved further, but most of them have mediocre talents and are stuck in the Golden Knight.
It was almost noon when I came out of the Holy See.
Annie sent a message to Wang Han and left early.
Lei Xiaohua really opened an orthopedic hospital in Marseille. The hospital was advertised that night for two days. The kid was very happy and went to see the business after saying goodbye to Wang Han.
Wang Han booked a flight ticket and returned home on the evening flight that day.
It was already past five o'clock the next afternoon when the plane landed.
Wang Han walked out swaying from the exit.
I found hundreds of people standing at the exit, holding mobile phones, some holding flower dolls, and many holding cameras facing here.
A scream suddenly came.
Everyone yelled.
"Brother Han! Ahhhh! Brother Han!"
Wang Han was stunned for a moment, thinking that it was Ximen Doudou's all-out appearance, so he raised his hand and shyly shyly.
"Hello everyone!"
Wang Han waved his hand.
Unexpectedly, those people rushed towards Wang Han in excitement.
Wang Han immediately said enthusiastically.
"Be careful at your feet! Be careful of safety!"
Unexpectedly, those people ignored Wang Han and passed by Wang Han and rushed back.
Wang Han looked confused and looked carefully. When he saw Brother Han on the light sign, his old face turned red.
He put on a mask in a hurry.
He mua!
He died of a barren society as soon as he returned to China!
Turning back, I saw a group of bodyguards coming from afar, surrounded by a young and handsome guy wearing a hat, mask, sunglasses, and his hands were in his pockets.
The exit was immediately in a mess.
The fans screamed and rushed forward, and the bodyguards formed a circle to try their best to stop the crazy fans.
The young man in the middle kept his hands in his pockets from beginning to end.
The agent said something in his ear before waved his hand perfunctorily.
But just such a small action immediately made those people scream like crazy.
The exit was blocked, and everyone who got off the plane behind was blocked.
These people were full of complaints, but they did not do anything, and the exit was blocked.
There was a big brother with a bad temper who forced himself forward by relying on his tall and powerful man.
He yelled at the group of people at the top of his voice, "It's all blocking here and fucking your mother! He's your father! He's giving you food or clothing! Don't block the people behind you!"
But there was no such irritable big brother.
In the crowd, a pregnant woman was holding her waist and was surrounded by crazy people, drifting with the flow, looking painful.
The crowd was crowded around, and the pregnant woman didn't stand firmly and rushed towards the bodyguard. Unexpectedly, the bodyguard pushed hard without even looking at it.
The pregnant woman fell to the ground immediately.
Wang Han, who had just taken out the cigarette and was about to smoke one, saw this and quickly stuffed the cigarette into his pocket, jumped, rushed over, stepped on the head of the crowd, and landed next to the pregnant woman!
Wang Han leaned over and pinched the bodyguard's ankle, and swept the people around him like he was swinging a big hammer, leaving an empty space.
The pregnant woman's face was covered with tears and blood was spreading out of her lower body.
Wang Han quickly picked up the pregnant woman, his eyes widened and he roared!