: One hundred and twenty-one palms

After half a day.
The Baihuazong people are eating lunch around the table.
"Master, brother, three brothers, he seems to have not practiced." Xiu Xiu ran in, gasping, excited.
When she was free, she ran to Lancao Temple in the past few days, accompanied Gu Qingshan to practice her skills and cheered on the side.
"Not practicing? What is he doing?" asked the white goose.
"He went to bathe and change clothes."
Xiu Xiu wrinkled his nose and said with a disgust on his face: "He was sweaty a few days ago. I asked him to bathe and change clothes. He was the same as the konjac. He didn't hear me. Today, I went to bathe myself. It is."
The white goose thought about it and smiled. "It seems that there is income."
Gu Qingshan was soaked in the hot springs and looked at the explanation of the victory over the interface. There was a heavy harvest in his heart.
"Random (intermediate): Growth skills, shooting 10 arrows in a short period of time, attacking each other with unpredictable curved arrows."
"Shrinking into the inch (intermediate): magical skills, arbitrarily specify the position, or capture the enemy's breath by capturing, through special methods to break through the space restrictions, directly appear in the corresponding position."
"Exhibition distance: 30 meters."
30 meters, can already be used in actual combat.
At this time, a fire came.
Gu Qingshan took the fire symbol, and the spiritual power reminded him, and the whisper of the show was suddenly heard.
"Sister brother, Master seems to be giving you a foundational exercise."
Gu Qingshan smiled and collected the fire.
He opened the Ares operation interface and looked at the hourglass again.
Above the hourglass, there are only seven grains of sand left.
I can go back soon.
Gu Qingshan looked at the hourglass and looked at the grain of sand quietly, like a slow motion, slowly falling down.
time up.
A light curtain flashed and he disappeared from the world of practice.
St. Olanka Empire.
Royal Palace.
"Is there still no news?"
"Why are there still no news? Are you eating rice? I have to cut your head!"
The king of the empire, the old man with gray hair, sat on the throne and asked coldly.
The following officers were screaming and squatting on the ground: "The princess said that she will return soon, but we have not found her slogan on the national border."
"Oh, useless things, I will order now, kill -"
The old man suddenly noticed that the woman with a radiant glow was gesturing at herself.
The old man understood the gesture.
He waved his hand and yelled: "Turn me down! Don't let me see you like this!"
Several officers were sweating and they went away.
When they left, the old man took a few breaths and his expression gradually eased.
"Respected Pope, the king asked the things that your teaching is going through, how is it going now?" The tone of the old man suddenly became mild.
"Being, please don't worry about it, you will do it soon."
The woman in a pure white robe replied with a radiance of radiance.
The woman is about fifty years old, elegant and graceful, with a ring of bright aura hanging overhead, and suddenly she will think that the Virgin is coming to the world.
Such a manner, so powerful, if she appeared outside the palace, I do not know how many ordinary people will kneel on the ground, pay homage.
It is a pity that she wore a layer of gauze and no one could see her true appearance.
"Retreat, I talk to the Pope," the old man said.
Everyone has stepped back.
Inside the hall, there is a dead silence.
"Come." said the old man on the throne.
The pope did not speak.
"Come, please."
The tone of the old man is somewhat pleading.
The holy pope sighed, raised the robe, and walked toward the throne step by step.
Her feet are awkward, so she walks slowly, but the old man is obviously happy.
The Pope stepped onto the throne and stood by the old man.
She stroked the old man's head and whispered: "Do not worry, although some people will not die, but their last days are today."
The old man cried out and said, "You know that I don't want this."
The Pope paused and the tone changed softly: "Soon, bear it again, and you will soon be able to."
"I can't stand it, I don't do it! I want-"
The voice of the old man suddenly broke.
His head slowly pulled down and the whole body was on the throne, as if he suddenly lost his soul.
The old man’s chest showed a pair of hands.
A pair of hands with sharp nails stretched out from the body of the old man.
The hands were stretched to the sides and the old man's chest was opened.
There is no organ in the chest of the old man, but a small person is hidden.
This is a small man with long pleats, only a few hair on his head and wrinkles on his face.
However, the voice of his speech is full of sharp voices.
The little man cried, "Mother, I don't want to stay here, it's so lonely."
"Hey baby," the Pope held him in his arms and whispered: "Give the mother two days, put the country in the bag, you can not act."
The villain grabbed the Pope and said insanely: "Why don't you understand me, I want Anna, I want Anna, I want her to be my bride!"
"Anna is yours, no one can take it, my dear son." The Pope advised.
She suddenly unveiled the veil, revealing a skinless face, and only the black hole, empty eyes.
She licked her son's face and said, "You can get Anna if you listen to your mother."
"That is the thorns of the empire. If you don't work hard, how can you pick her up?"
The villain cried and said, "Really?"
"Really," the Pope held the little man and quickly advised: "As long as you work hard for another two days, I will get Anna back and marry you."
"Okay, then I work hard, I must work hard, I want Anna." The villain said, climbed back to the old man's body and closed the chest from the inside.
The old man’s head was lifted up again, and in an old tone, he said something full of crazy passion:
I want Anna, I want her, she is my bride.

Suddenly, a loud noise came from outside the temple.
"Who!" the old man yelled.
At the same time as he spoke, the Pope had already stood under the steps, and the veil on the face had already covered his face again.
Look at her elegant and noble manners, just like never leaving the place.
Outside the hall, there was a scream of fear.
"Your Majesty, Princess Anna sent a message asking for a direct dialogue with you."
"Anna!"
The old man screamed with joy, his hands on the throne, and he was about to stand up.
He looked at the Pope, and despite the layer of gauze he could still feel the dissatisfaction of the Pope.
The old man shrank his body and coughed, saying: "Call on the phone, you can start."
In a short while, the secret communication equipment is placed and connected.
The light curtain is lit up.
The communicator crossed the layers of protection and came across from the distant Freedom Federation.
The old man and the pope looked at the light curtain together, and the look of both people changed a little.
"who are you?"
The tone of the old man is mixed with anger, killing, and jealousy.
On the light curtain, Anna and Von Hood stood in the distance, and the flock of crazy people could not get close under their attack.
And a man who is much more handsome than himself is facing the light curtain.
"Hello under the holy country, let me introduce myself first, I am Gu Qingshan."