Chapter 210: Point finger

"This is also my only concern," Gu Qingshan said: "But according to the judgment of the goddess of justice and me, the Pope rarely comes to such a banquet."
Ye Fei left the road: "Would you like me to go with you? What kind of pope, if you dare to let us go, let me teach him to be a man."
Several other people turned to look at him, and the expression on his face was very strange.
"What's wrong?" Ye Fei was inexplicable.
"I bet ten credits, you can't beat that monster."
"You have no confidence in me?" Ye Fei left.
"I bet a hundred million, you will die very painfully." Zhang Yinghao said.
Ye Fei is not convinced, looking to Gu Qingshan.
Gu Qingshan patted him and said: "When can you beat Anna, you are qualified to think about dealing with the saints."
"Wait a day, you can defeat Anna and defeat the saints, and then consider how to come back from the hands of the Pope."
"Anna ... is just the peak of the fourth line of the fifth line, I am the king of the killing ghost in the sixth stage." Ye Fei is not convinced.
Gu Qingshan said: "I said that the division of strength is not so simple. Anna's five elements of fire combined with her natural selection skills are stronger than the average five-stage professional."
Ye Fei left to see Anna and said: "Would you like to play one?"
Anna disdained: "Look at your cup."
Ye Fei looked down and saw that the glass in his hand had melted in half.
"If you really fight, you are already dead." Anna cocked her chin.
"When is this?" Ye Fei was downcast.
He was hit hard by a bit.
"In fact, this is no way to do things. The mysterious system of heavenly selection cannot be measured by common sense." Zhang Yinghao comforted him.
Ye Fei suddenly asked Gu Qingshan: "What about you? Your swordsmanship is only seen in my life. Can you deal with the Holy See?"
"In the words of the saints, I can still hand over." Gu Qingshan smiled.
"What about the Pope?"
"If you can't escape, you will be killed."
"You will die too?"
"The strength is too far apart, and naturally it will be dead."
Zhang Yinghao also agreed: "If the Pope is here, all of us will be dead."
Anna suddenly looked at Gu Qingshan and said, "Would you like me to pretend to go with you?"
"No, it's too dangerous, I don't allow you to go."
Gu Qingshan’s attitude is very determined.
Liao Xing was thinking on the side and said: "Then we must pay attention to the movement of this old woman."
He smashed a long slap in the light curtain and submitted it to the goddess of justice.
"Please extract the core formula from this address and then do thirty."
"Fantastic formula, Mr. Liao." The goddess of justice replied.
Gu Qingshan asked: "What is it?"
"Nano-scale ultra-micro-peep, the most proud invention of my life." Liao Xing proudly said.
"You are going to monitor the Pope?"
"Of course, I spread it throughout the Holy See, and no one can detect it."
"This thing, I always feel that the function is more than this..." Ye Fei left some thoughts.
Liao Xing turned his head and looked at him. He hooked his lips and his eyes were full of "you are too green."
"In this case, we can know the situation of the Pope and keep you informed." Anna patted Gu Qingshan's shoulders happily, and a hanging heart finally fell.
"Good, we keep in touch." Gu Qingshan Road.
He spoke in his mouth, but he thought quietly about a strange problem.
In the past, the most mysterious of the entire real world is the Pope.
In the long time, countless names and the professionals who had handed over her hands, only the emperor of the Fuxi Empire survived.
The Emperor Fuxi was fully recuperated for half a year before recovering, and then he succumbed to the contest.
Therefore, no one knows how the Pope fights and what cards they have.
In fact, there are seven saints, and in general she does not need to shoot.
But the strangest thing is that in the last year of the last days, the Pope disappeared silently.
No one knows where she went, it is dead or alive,
But there were fewer and fewer people alive at that time, everyone was self-sufficient, and the investigation of her disappearance soon disappeared.
At this time, the voice of the goddess of justice sounded.
"The flight plan is ready, sir, you can leave at any time."
"Okay, I am leaving."
Gu Qingshan stood up and made a gesture.
A set of mobile armor rises from the ground and rises up to the top, fitting it to him.
This is the conventional standard armor of the fair goddess reserve.
Time is tight, Gu Qingshan does not specifically manufacture mobile armor.
"Your, it is too late to re-create the armor. Only in this set of armor, the micro-invisible system can be implanted, and it can be invisible for 1 minute." Fair Goddess.
"With the latest set of techniques I have calculated?"
"Correct."
"One minute, from the sky to the ground enough, it doesn't matter if it is not enough."
Gu Qingshan said, striding on a small starship spacecraft, turned and swayed a few people.
"I will be back soon," he said.
The door of the spacecraft was closed, the engine roared and gradually started.
The small spacecraft flew to the planet below the Temple.
The spacecraft quickly entered the atmosphere and patrolled back and forth at a fixed altitude.
"Hello, we are on the verge of monitoring the Faith. If we go a hundred meters further, we will be traced by the monitoring system of the Holy State."
"Open the hatch, I used the mech to sneak into."
The door is sounded open.
Gu Qingshan jumped down.
the other side.
Cathedral of the Holy Capital.
Wearing a white robe, the woman who shines in the sky is sitting on the throne.
On top of her head, a bright halo floated out of the air, emitting a burst of sacred radiance of strong or dark, lining her like an angel.
This is the Pope of the Faith.
She holds a drawing board in her hand and seems to be painting.
When she is fine, she will draw a picture of something, this is her pastime.
"The King's Majesty asks for it." The two priests stepped forward and reported.
"Let him come in, everyone else goes out, I talk to the king alone." The Pope did not look up and said.
"Yes."
Two priests retired.
After a while, the king came in.
He cried: "Mother, I am so lonely, why Anna is still not coming."
The Pope sighed and said: "Your recent performance has disappointed me. Anyone can see that you are not a king."
She continued: "The Holy State is also gradually splitting. This is your problem."
The king shouted: "I don't care, you don't give me Anna, I will continue to make trouble!"
The Pope is silent and the tone is cold: "We said that if you can do your job well, I will reward you to Anna as a raw material for your soul."
"But you didn't do it well, and it's still in front of me."
"Son, you are so embarrassed."
The Pope reached out and made a stroke in midair.
The king continued to yell loudly without knowing it, but could not make any sound.
"You need to take a break and reflect on your mistakes," said the Pope.
The king listened to the word "rest", which revealed the color of horror. He said something desperately in his mouth, but he still couldn’t make a sound.
The king quickly squatted on the ground and made a gesture of begging for mercy.
The Pope shook his head and took out a pen and began to paint on the drawing paper.
She painted quickly and muttered in her mouth: "I will give you a quiet space. You should reflect on it. What you have done wrong. After this time, if I still remember, you will come out again."

The king heard this and his face was filled with despair and panic.
Suddenly, the king's stomach was opened, and a horrible gnome slipped from his stomach and turned and ran.
The gnome shouted: "No! I don't want to go back! I want to stay in this world!"
However, the Pope has already completed the painting.
On the drawing board, there is an empty black cage.
The Pope received the pen, removed the painting from the drawing board, and threw it toward the void in front of him.
The painting paper with the cage was flashing, but the next moment flew to the top of the gnome.
The paper was quickly enlarged, and like the big mouth, the gnome was eaten.
The Pope’s hand, the painting quickly flew back and fell into her hands.
I saw the painting, an ugly, ten-pointed gnome, sitting on the ground with frustration.
He was trapped in a cage.
On the drawing paper, a few lines of words were added quickly.
"The imprisoned pointed gnome."

Pointing to the gnome, good at manipulating the body and simulating what the other person is when he is alive.


The pointed gnomes are crazy about the beautiful women who have both the natural and the five elements of talent, and they have evolved through the combined power of each other.

The Pope received the painting and shook it in his hand.
The painting suddenly becomes a card.