As long as they can stay in the Temple of Light, they are willing to do everything. It seems that they have forgotten the fear of yesterday.
Seeing their smiling faces, Zi Luo sighed subconsciously. Could it be that face, strength, and status are really more important than life, and even the most feared things in my heart can be put aside
Or did the bowl of water play a role just now
Zi Luo still tends to choose the latter, at least the latter is not a big blow to her.
"Your Highness, please wait a moment, we will take you to see the Pope!" Since the elder in red called Zi Luo her Highness, everyone has been very kind and friendly to her.
Nonsense, the status of Her Royal Highness in the Temple of Light is only lower than the Pope of Light, but at the same level as the Holy Son of Light, how dare they make mistakes.
"Wait!" Zi Luo spoke when she saw that a salty pig was about to meet Xiaolan and Xuan Zhankong. She was afraid that if she didn't speak, there would be blood here.
Xiaolan and Xuan Zhankong hate physical contact the most, especially Xiaolan, who has serious cleanliness!
"They are my sisters. We are running for the election together this time. I hope they can stay and take care of me!" Zi Luo stated her purpose without being humble.
Seeing Ziluo's performance, everyone was also quite happy. The saint is graceful, luxurious and generous, which is very suitable for their candidate for saint.
"Take these two to wait in the wing room, don't neglect!" Since they are the sisters of His Highness the Holy Maiden, they naturally want to give the Holy Maiden a face, so this time they are quite generous.
"Xiao Zi!" Hearing that Zi Luo was going to see the Pope of Light alone, Xiao Lan was a little worried. For a Pope of Light with unknown strength, what would happen if Zi Luo had an impulse.
"Xiaolan, it's okay. The Pope Guangming is not a man-eating monster. I will be safe inside. You can rest assured that you and Xiaoxuan are waiting in the wing. I will come out immediately!" Xiaolan and Xuan Zhankong.
"One of you is a monster and the other is a sword spirit. It is not suitable to meet the Pope of Light. You should wait in the wing room. Don't be afraid that something will happen to me. We can contact you!"
Xiaolan was a little annoyed, this probably meant that caring would lead to chaos, why did he forget that he could contact Ziluo's soul.
On the other hand, Xuan Zhankong just stood there, his eyes flashed with an unknown light. He felt that there was a very powerful monster under the ground. Bright Pope.
Zi Luo's words fell, and everyone was petrified and speechless. Her Royal Highness was really outspoken. She actually compared the Pope of Light to a monster, or a monster that eats people. If the Pope heard it, then what should I do? .
At this moment, everyone was silent, as if they hadn't heard Zi Luo's words at all.
"Your Highness, the Pope welcomes you!" As the voice fell, the distant door slowly opened.
Zi Luo walked forward, towards Yan Tianjue's direction.
When Zi Luo stepped into the room of the Pope Guangming, Zi Luo was taken aback for a moment, because the layout of the Pope Guangming's house was actually the same as that in the cultivation world. What does this mean
Zi Luo is a little puzzled, it seems that her soul came to this world is not accidental, it should be inevitable, but why did she choose this continent.
If you come here, you will be safe, and she will definitely take on everything, because there are her friends, relatives, and partners here.
In her lifetime, she would never let them suffer any harm.
"Are you looking for me?" The tone was light, as if chatting normally, so casual and natural, not at all humbled by ordinary people.
After all, what she is facing now is not someone else, but the highest authority in the Temple of Light—the Pope of Light, Yan Tianjue, but she still shows a calm expression.
"En!" Nodding his head, Yan Tianjue didn't care about Zi Luo's attitude, he already knew that it was impossible for Zi Luo's "gossip" to make her look good.
She is not as reverent to the Temple of Light as the people on Lingwu Continent, and she is not as pious as them. She just looks at them coldly, as if they are ordinary people.
"What's the matter?" Facing this seemingly holy, but insidious and cunning Yan Tianjue, Zi Luo endured the unbearable anger of ordinary people.
"Your name?" Yan Tianjue was a little confused about Ziluo.
He could easily see that Zi Luo's current cultivation base was the Nine-Star Magic Emperor. For her at this age, being able to reach the realm of the Nine-Star Magic Emperor was already considered rare, and it could be said that she was a genius among geniuses.
But why, it didn't feel like this to him. He had a strong feeling in his heart that her cultivation was definitely beyond what he had detected now.
Seeing Yan Tianjue's frown, Zi Luo's mouth inadvertently revealed a smile, if he could find out something, then she really suspected that he also crossed over from the cultivation world.
"Luozi!" Ziluo said a name that was opposite to her name from her mouth.
After hearing the word "Luozi", Yan Tianjue was taken aback. Why is this name so similar to the famous "Ziluo" three years ago? Is it a coincidence? Or on purpose
Yan Tian looked at Zi Luo firmly, as if he wanted to find the answer from her face, but there was no answer on Zi Luo's face.
Ever since she entered this room, there has been no wave or trace on her face, even her eyes, the window that can see through the soul, have no wave or trace, without any ups and downs.
I don't know whether to say that she is determined or pretends to be good
He knew that this newly elected saint was not easy to control, and it could even be said that it would affect their Bright Temple in the future.
But there is no other way, Xiao Tiansheng's body is getting worse and worse, if it continues like this, he doesn't know if he can survive this winter.
If Xiao Tiansheng died, then the angel residing in his body would also die. If the angel died, then what would happen to Yan Tianjue waiting for him, he really didn't dare to imagine.
As long as he thought of this possibility, he would break out in cold sweat all over his body, so this time, he just took advantage of the saintess election to select a saintess who could deposit angels.
(end of this chapter)