Chapter 1122: Golden Scale

The Pope was smiling the most at the moment, if the dispute was resolved by force, the Holy See would win, and the Jews would have to weigh it.

"Gentlemen, let's return to the topic we just had. Mr. Coffey cleared his throat as if nothing had happened, "We already know the appeal of the Presbyterians, the Messiah they seek, so what about the Vatican, Your Excellency the Pope, tell me about your wishes." ”

The Pope squinted at him and sneered: "The Vatican is nothing but holy relics! The Shroud of Turin, the Holy Nail, the Holy Spear, and the Holy Crown! are now all taken by shameless thieves and must be returned!"

"Who do you say is the thief?"

"Whoever is in a hurry is whoever is in a hurry," said the Pope, with a cunning smile, "and return them to their rightful owners, or Jerusalem will be in ruins!"

"Are you threatening me? do you want an all-out war?" Bahamat tapped his scepter, already furious.

"Not impossible. Ye Fan lazily recited: "If the peace talks fail, there is only one way to resort to force, Great Elder, you have to think clearly about what the war will bring you." ”

"You...... You are all insidious warmongers!" Bahamat was a little emotionally out of control.

Ye Fan shook his head coldly: "Without your fanaticism, by the way, I don't believe in religion." Killing people doesn't have any psychological burden for me, killing one is killing, killing 10,000 is also killing, but it's a mustard. ”

"You are the devil incarnate!" Bahamat yelled at him.

"Okay, in a word, do you give it or not?" Ye Fan knocked on the table: "If you don't pay it back, prepare to meet blood and fire, of course, in addition to returning the holy relics, there is also an additional condition that you must accept." ”

"Additional conditions?haha, you are really ambitious, Hua Xia Ye, don't think that we really can't do anything about you!" Bahamat's face became hideous, if he was cornered, he didn't mind breaking the kettle and dying with the enemy.

Ye Fan's gaze contracted, and the eye of heaven quickly scanned Bahamat and found what he was worried about!

In addition to that, there was a small black box with a small spirit stone in it!

This old guy really left a hand, carrying the fragments of time and space to negotiate here, what kind of heart did he have?

"Hehe, since you have the mind to break the net, then I won't say it, a few of you, are you here to listen to the play, or are you going to take a nap?

Forced too quickly, Bahamat is very likely to take a risk, Ye Fan is not afraid of the piece of time and space fragment on his body, no matter how fast the old guy moves, he can't be a cultivator, Ye Fan is worried that there are still people outside the corridor who are holding time and space fragments in their hands, once there is a fish that slips through the net, everyone here will be on the ** pile, that is not fun.

The three of Muhammad looked at each other, and they didn't know where to start, the contradictions between the two families were almost irreconcilable, and neither of them would back down.

Disputes based on religious beliefs have never been resolved, otherwise jihad wars would have been avoided for thousands of years.

Before the three of them could figure out how to speak, Ye Fan's eyes moved slightly, he was exploring the Jewish guards outside the corridor one by one, and suddenly "saw" that the elevator was opened, and everyone had been waiting for a long time!

......As one of the leaders of the world's three major religions, Muhammad must stand up and speak out in case the two families fall into the quagmire of war, which is not beneficial to the *** religion, because of the geographical relationship, it is very likely that they will also be pulled into the water.

But he only said these few words, and Ye Fan interrupted his thoughts.

"Okay, everyone already knows what you think, so let's listen to other people's constructive opinions. ”

The others, who? Muhammad couldn't figure out the way, but he kept his mouth shut in amusement.

"It's too slow, you haven't made a decision yet?" A woman's voice sounded in the hallway, and the group of big men shook their spirits, and they all stood up.

The long-overdue Pharaoh Isis has finally arrived!

This time, even the sect leaders of the small sects sitting at the table stood up one after another, and looked at the door of the hall with admiration.

It can be seen that Ethis's status is far higher than that of any sect master, and this is the most prestigious person in the world today!

In terms of personal combat strength, the strength of Pharaoh Isis is unfathomable, and the accumulation of thousands of years of knowledge, including various lost secret methods in the ancient Egyptian era, anyone will be afraid of three points, after all, it is rare for life forms to exist on this planet for thousands of years.

Of course, in addition to her, the prince-level elders of the blood clan, such as Dracula, Mary and others, also have a lifespan of more than a thousand years, but they can only be regarded as juniors in front of Isis.

When this woman appeared on the stage, almost everyone stood up to greet her and pay their respects.

Only Ye Fan was still sitting on the seat, unmoved.

For the pharaoh Isis, he is curious, but also a little jealous and vigilant, and at the same time there is a hint of challenge, the last time he was plotted by the eye of Horus of Isis, so that he was unwilling, this time to see the real body, it is indispensable to have a fight.

Four bald men carrying a royal chariot first appeared in front of everyone, and the pharaoh King Isis did not come in person, but sat on the golden chariot carried by eight people, and appeared in a lazy and noble posture.

This golden king is made of real gold, decorated with incomparably luxurious, eight spiral-shaped lifting rods, up to two meters long, carved with ancient Egyptian ornaments, above the king's chariot, Isis in a posture that no woman in the world can copy, reclining on the brocade gold silk couch.

She is barefoot, with gold rings around her feet and neck, a white off-the-shoulder long dress, inlaid with gold jewelry, dazzling and unable to look directly, she supports her ears and temples with one hand, poses in a lazy sitting posture, and a pair of phoenix eyes look forward to shining, looking down on all beings.

The long black hair was as bright as a mirror, and the light was recognizable, half of it was scattered on the chest, and half of it was on the back of the right hand, with that beautiful face, giving people a kind of virgin-like purity and beauty.

What's worse is that the hair is a little wet, this wet hazy feeling makes people feel dreamlike, in the center of the hairline, a small golden snake pokes its head out, spit out bright red cores from time to time, if you don't look carefully, you will think that it is a fake jewelry.

The appearance of Pharaoh Isis shocked many eyes who have never seen the real world, this is a kind of domineering domination of the world, and it is not lost in charm!

She is the most unique woman here, and her perfection is impeccable in every way.

The powerful royal aura faintly revealed by her lying on the golden chariot, looking at ancient and modern China and foreign countries, I am afraid that only Emperor Wu can compete with it.

The Pope first touched her chest and greeted her: "Your Majesty the Pharaoh, welcome to Mykonos. ”

As the last big bet of the Vatican, Pharaoh Isis is the biggest reliance of the Pope, who dares not to give her face, then wait to go to the grave!

"Gregory, your efficiency is too poor, and since the Shroud can't be distinguished, then let me make the decision for you. Isis pressed one hand on the armrest of the golden eagle on the golden king's chariot and slowly sat up straight.

The former secretary general of the black man frowned: "His Majesty the Pharaoh, we are negotiating, can you take a seat first?"

Isis was unmoved, still leaning on the golden king's chariot, and slowly spoke: "Mr. Kofi, in ancient Egypt, the best way to resolve disputes was the judgment of Pharaoh, and now ...... Who wants to represent Jerusalem and the Vatican?"

"Ahem, is that okay? Elder Bahamat, Your Excellency the Pope, what do you think?" Coffey found himself a step down, and if the two parties did not agree, Isis could not force a trial.

Of course, the Pope was not afraid, the Pharaoh was invited by him, and immediately held the scepter and said in a loud voice: "I accept the Pharaoh's ruling. ”

After saying that, his defiant gaze turned to Bahamat, meaning that it was your turn!

"The Council of Elders is not afraid of any challenge!" Bahamat shot back coldly, and suddenly pointed to Ye Fan, who was sitting in the middle, stilting Erlang's legs, and shouted: "Let him represent your Vatican!"

Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, and laughed angrily: "Hey, dead old man, what are you dragging me for? I'm not a Christian." ”

"You are not a believer, but you openly favor the side of the Vatican, and you are the representative, which is more suitable than Gregory, how about it, do you dare?"

"It's a great move, comrades. Ye Fan pointed at him with a smile, and shouted: "Okay, you're not afraid, I'm afraid of a bird, judgment will be judged, come, Egyptian beauty! ”

Bahamat showed a crazy look of ruin, and Elsis on the king's chariot raised her snow-white right hand slightly and took out a small object from behind her!

It turned out to be a - a scale!