After becoming a disciple of the Pope

Legend has it that more than 1000 years ago, the gods guided the believers to expel most of the vicious and powerful king-level beasts in the central part of the mainland. After divination by the first pope, everyone worked together to cast the holy altar and the holy beast palace, and built the temple of light. prototype.

It was a snowy day, and the holy altar was officially announced to be completed. When the sacred scepter stood on the altar, a huge beam of light appeared between the sky and the earth, and it shot straight into the sky, as if to break the sky and the earth. With the first snowfall and the first rising of the sun, a new era ruled by the human race officially kicked off on the mainland.

The first pope took that day as the last day of the year, calling it "Epoch Day", and the new year will be after sunrise.Whenever the end of the year comes, the Holy See will hold a grand celebration on the "Epoch Day" to pray to the gods to commemorate the day when the darkness faded thousands of years ago and the light will come. The annual bishop's report will officially start the week before the "Epoch Day" .

The bishops stepped into the Temple of Light again with anxiety or excitement. For many of them, this might be the last time they set foot on this majestic building.

Feng Gan sat at the bottom, looking expressionlessly at Ye Zheng and Ye Shaoqing on the high platform, Yun Hong, Zhou Wen and others stood by, and the three archbishops sat at the place closest to the throne, silent, only Han Xi in the middle of the solo has changed several sitting positions in a short period of time, and seemed a little restless.

As the bishops made their final statements according to their positions and dioceses, Yun Hong began to read out a series of transfer and change orders. Soon, everyone discovered that this report was not just a matter of promotion and relegation. Several high-ranking archbishops in the court were also sitting impressively. The Holy See Cavaliers directly under His Majesty Wen Changyan, headed by Wen Changyan, guarded the gate firmly. Not a single mosquito could fly out. The atmosphere in the temple was unprecedentedly dignified .

Archbishop Chaohua was the first to be taken to the adjudication court by the knight army. All the crimes of accepting bribes, dereliction of duty, and using power to bend the law for personal gain were disclosed in public, and every word and sentence was heard very clearly in the ears of everyone present.

Zhaohua himself was stunned. Although he had expected that his ascension in the Holy See had come to an end, he thought that at most he would be sent to other places, or even relegated to a barren place like Outland. He never expected that what awaited him would be nothing A merciless blow with a heavy hammer, just because he had a grudge with the Holy Son, so he killed him all?Or treat yourself as a chicken to scare others, or His Majesty will use him to cut off the second prince's henchmen...

Zhao Hua had no time to think about the deep-seated reasons. He was stripped of the archbishop's badge by the cavalry army who filed in. He smiled wryly and took one last look at his disciple Mi Feng. Look at each other.

Immediately afterwards, the next promotion and appointment announced by Yunhong turned out to be Mifeng who replaced Zhaohua as archbishop. Zhaohua turned his head and looked at his only disciple in disbelief. is closed.

——Don't blame me for betraying you, Master, who told you to go all the way to the dark, and go against His Majesty the Pope and His Royal Highness the Son over your own strength?

Mi Feng drooped his eyelids, sighing silently in his heart, you are getting old, but I still have a long way to go...

After a deathly silence, sporadic whispers came to mind in the temple. It seemed that the rumored "big cleansing" had already begun.

Feng Gan's eyes sank, but he wasn't too surprised.

Sure enough, Zhaohua's disposition was just the beginning. Then, there were several big figures who suddenly fell from their high positions to the bottom of the valley. Among them, there was even an archbishop of the tribunal who ordered to hunt down the rumored mutated beast white fox. Orders issued by his hand.

Ye Zheng has been holding back since returning to the Holy See, and has spent a lot of energy and time secretly collecting evidence, just to use the debriefing meeting today to eradicate dissidents openly and openly, and to suppress overt or covert opposition forces, including those who don't know the truth. The unlucky ghosts who were simply being used by others were caught together.

Seeing the demotion of the bishops with whom he was friendly, the demotion, the derogation, and the deportation to the tribunal, it is likely that they will never come out.

Feng Gan took a deep breath, hidden anger and turmoil surged in his seemingly calm eyes, like the eve of a storm.He thought that he had been by Ye Zheng's side for so many years, and he had already figured out the opponent's strength and skills, but he didn't expect that once he got serious, he didn't even need to go off the stage himself, and he was caught off guard after a few pages of instructions.

The Pope is clearly persecuting him!By virtue of its own supremacy.

If it wasn't for my special status and my clean hands and feet, I am afraid that it would not be a big deal to become one of these victims.

The back roads have all been cut off one by one, he either rises up in anger and completely overthrows him, or he submits and obeys silence, other than that, he has no choice!

Feng Gan raised his eyes and cast a vague glance upwards, why didn't that lord object, and just let the pope do whatever he wanted?

Or, in the eyes of that person, these people have lost their use value, and it doesn't matter if they are swept into the dustpan?

Unfortunately, the person he was secretly looking forward to finally did not give him any response, not even a look.

It only took half a day for a storm to descend suddenly and fade away quietly.

When leaving the Temple of Light, Han Xi, the Archbishop of the Holy Church, relaxed from the tense atmosphere and breathed a sigh of relief.

Qing He, who was walking beside him, smiled magnanimously, with a look of calmness on his face: "His Majesty the Pope clearly distinguishes rewards and punishments. If Your Excellency is not at fault, what is there to worry about?"

It's because I don't even know where I might go wrong, so I worry about it.Han Xi complained secretly in his heart, but he just tried to calm down and said: "You are worrying too much, I am just worried about the possible turmoil caused by too many bishop vacancies next year, you and Your Excellency Zhang Junbai have been His Majesty's right-hand men for many years Naturally, I will sit firmly on the Diaoyutai."

Qing He glanced at Zhang Junbai who was walking proudly ahead, and said with a smile, "Who can tell what His Majesty's thoughts are..."

The tremors at the top of the Holy See have cast a cloud of uneasiness on the upcoming year-end celebrations, and the imperial palace tacitly kept silent about it. For the majority of believers, as long as the daily order of the Holy See is still operating well, it seems to be no different.

Ye Shaoqing was sitting on the sofa in the study, looking at His Majesty the Pope who was limp and greasy on her body, frowned and said, "Will you startle the snake by doing this?"

"I just want to scare him. I can't get rid of the culprit for the time being. It's good to cut off the hands and feet first, and weaken the enemy's vitality little by little. In the end, they can only linger on. Except for a dying struggle, there will be no troubles." .”

Ye Zheng stretched out a finger to poke his lover's cheek, and said: "There is another piece of good news, the research on the plague has made great progress, and the suppressive medicine should be developed in the past few days. In the future, You don't want to touch that brat yourself again, do you hear me?"

Ye Shaoqing said helplessly: "I just want to find out what secrets he is hiding."

Ye Zheng said coolly: "If it were me, I would send someone to send him to the tribunal, torture him, and naturally no secret would be a secret anymore."

Ye Shaoqing squinted at him: "Don't be joking, he is Captain Wen's younger brother after all, he follows you loyally, how can you bear to kill his relatives, besides, do you have any evidence? Just rely on what he did to your old man Immune to beauty?"

Ye Zheng snorted softly and said, "That's why that kid can now live in the Temple of Light."

"Didn't you send someone to keep an eye on it? It seems that there is nothing unusual."

Ye Zheng was about to speak, when there was a hasty knock on the door, Zhou Wen's hesitant voice sounded: "His Majesty the Pope, His Highness the Son, Zhan Qiu and Captain Wen... are about to fight."

Ye Shaoqing was taken aback for a moment, almost thinking that he had an auditory hallucination: "...what?"

Time went back to a quarter of an hour ago.

Wen Ping was tired of staying in the room, and expressed that he wanted to go to the courtyard to bask in the sun. The two guards at the door looked at each other, as if there was no order not to let him go out. Thinking that the other party was the brother of the captain, he followed without too much hesitation. Go for a walk in the courtyard behind him.

The entrance to the corridor leading to the Divine Art Tower is not far from the courtyard. Wen Ping walked to a rarely-visited courtyard, picked up a branch of wintersweet and casually sniffed the faint fragrance. Glancing in the direction of the Divine Art Tower.

Under the watchful eyes of the two guards, Wen Ping suddenly wailed in pain, and fell to the ground clutching his head. The guards were startled and hurried forward to check, one of them left in a hurry to call for someone, Wen Ping frowned , pitifully tugging at the corner of another person’s clothes, whimpering constantly for water from between his teeth.

"Want water? But... just wait a little longer, he will be back soon!"

Wen Ping's eyes were full of tears, he clutched his head and choked, "Water... woo, I'm going to die..."

The young guard looked at him anxiously, but finally couldn't resist his begging, and hurried to find water.

Seeing that the guy in the way walked away, Wen Ping slowly got up from the ground, and ran towards the magic tower by sticking to the bushes in the courtyard.

Unexpectedly, before stepping into the corridor, a lightning-like sword light pierced out of nowhere, and the sharp sword tip stayed half a foot away from the tip of his nose. Goose bumps exploded on the skin.

A drop of cold sweat slid down his forehead, Wen Ping forced a weak smile: "Master Zhanqiu..."

He was thinking quickly about how to pass the current stage, when he suddenly heard a loud shout from behind: "Zhan Qiu, what are you doing?!"

Recognizing that it was Wen Changyan's voice, Wen Ping shuddered, his body trembled and swayed, and he fell limply on the ground like an innocent young bird, burying his head in fear: "Don't kill me... ..."

Wen Changyan stood in front of him, holding the hilt of the sword with his right hand, staring at Zhanqiu coldly with a gloomy face: "Zhanqiu, don't think that you can do anything wrong just because His Highness protects you. If you attack a sick and weak child, you're going to put the old man who was killed before." The event of expelling the Cavaliers will happen again?"