Chapter Seventy-Seven: Invalid

What a beep dog!

What is the world?

Awesome people are like this who kill without saying a word?

In fact, such people are nothing, and the world's most vicious people have gone.

But can you kill your own daughter without blinking?

Xing Jie has never seen such a ruthless person.

There is an old Chinese saying that tiger poison does not eat children.

Your generation of popes, who are exemplary in every move of the Holy See, did such a thing at this time?

Do you want to use this sadness of killing your loved ones, and then turn your grief into strength and kill us all by the way?

Damn, even a fool wouldn't do something out of tune, would he?

In addition, this is not the most terrifying, when the uncle, they and Clark Coney and they all felt a little chill in their hearts when they saw Natasha's face overflowing with satisfaction and happiness.

This is going to be killed by your own father, why are you still so satisfied?

It is true that my father is the leader of the cult, and he is the saint daughter of the cult, and this kind of self-mental anesthesia is really called a slippery.

"Jay, I have to say, you analyzed it very well. I didn't see it with my own eyes, but many of them are completely correct. Still, I hope you can quit. And I've done what you said, you see?" the Pope turned his face, still smiling, as if he were talking to a friend. But his arm was still in Natasha's chest at this moment, and blood was flowing down his clothes like a stream.

"Why? Why do you have to let me quit?" Xing Jie lay on the ground, supported himself with one hand, forcibly lifted his upper body, and asked with blood?

"Not why, because what we're about to explore is far beyond your imagination. If you go, you will die, and if you don't go, you will still be able to live!

"I believe you have ghosts. But I don't have the power to resist now, so you can say what you are. I can't stop it anyway, so I can only wish you a smooth journey here. Xing Jie staggered to his feet and said.

"Yes, there is a saying in China that those who know the times are the best ......"

Before the Pope's words were finished, Xing Jie's knife had already stabbed up.

The speed and strength have far exceeded the strength that Xing Jie showed in the past, and this trick is familiar to everyone, Wilson used this trick at the beginning, and in an instant, Xing Jie was shocked.

However, at that time, Wilson was deliberately saving people, and the knife he stabbed out was also after countless calculations, which looked shocking, but in fact it was just a flesh wound, just rest for a while.

But now, Xing Jie has no intention of saving people, he can't wait for the Pope to die!

However, the dragon claw knife, which could be called extremely sharp in the past, was easily caught by the Pope with two fingers at this time.

And Xing Jie also couldn't believe it, staring at the Pope's hand, and staring at the Pope with a playful face.

"Doesn't it seem strange why the increase in the Holy Tree suddenly has no effect?"

The Pope's words exploded in Xing Jie's ears like a thunderbolt in the clear sky.

"Actually, what I said is true, your grandfather owes a favor in order to keep you from dying. I agreed to his request because I really like you, and I don't have anything else in mind. You may not understand, but in fact, you are very similar to me when I was young, not in terms of appearance, but in that kind of personality. Looking at you is like seeing yourself when you were younger.

That's why I don't care about what you do again and again. Actually, you're really not as important as you think. If it was a different person, I would have been killed by me a long time ago, I don't know how many times. Even if you asked Basan to use the method of death to break into my ranks, I took a blind attitude.

In my opinion, as long as you withdraw, after I finish this excavation, what is the Holy See? It is just a mere mortality, what will it be for you? And Basang can also be your right-hand man, which will be very good for your future development!"

As the Pope spoke, Xing Jie's heart began to sink continuously.

How does this old thing know everything?

In that case, Huang Xiaobo, wouldn't they just die in vain?

Another sword light swept by, it was Basan!

At this time, there was no need to hide, and all he could do was to kill him from this angle and give the Pope a hard stab.

But it's a pity that it's just a fraction of a centimeter that just scratches the Pope's clothes.

Basang didn't care about stabbing a second time, so he pulled Xing Jie and rolled directly to the side.

As the piece of fabric fell, the Pope's arm was revealed.

Seeing this, Xing Jie and Basang's pupils shrank suddenly.

The muscles on that arm were knotted, and the skin was plump, shining with a youthful and healthy glow.

If it is a young man's arm, no one will not believe it, but if it is the arm of the Pope, who has long since become old, no one will believe it.

After all, the difference is just too great.

Even if the Pope's kung fu has tended to be in the realm, even if they have the blood of the angel clan in their bodies, they are not real fighting creatures after all.

Birth, old age, sickness and death will leave traces of time on their bodies.

What's more, Xing Jie himself has lived in the Vatican for a long time, and he has not enjoyed the Pope's private luxurious bathroom, and he has also seen the Pope's already old body.

Therefore, this is definitely not the Pope Xing Jie has ever seen!

"Who the hell are you?"

The Pope tilted his head and looked at his arm and smiled.

But when he turned his head and looked around, the cold light in his eyes made everyone who looked at him feel a chill rising from his tail vertebrae.

"It's just that my body has become a little younger, and I'm still me. ”

"So, did you use that thing too?"

"Of course, you don't know how excited I was when I got that thing?"

"Although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, Natasha is still alive and kicking like this, which shows that her vitality is tenacious enough. Or did you actually use the slot?"

"It's worthy of Xing Jie, you can think of this layer in the blink of an eye. That's right!"

"I just want to know, how do you know this method? Anyway, the kid Kadan has the Tripitaka in his hands, and he is also a descendant of the Zhangxiong ancient tribe, plus the entire Bon religion was under his control at that time......

Saying this, Xing Jie himself closed his mouth.

The Pope, on the other hand, was already laughing and leaning back.

That's right, Xing Jie is right, but although Bon is a big religion, can it be compared with Catholicism? As for the Tripitaka, not to mention, the Pope has far more secrets in his hands than the Tripitaka contains.

They are also the masters of one sect, but the difference between the two people's backgrounds is too far.

"Do you want to know how Cardin knows how to use the jade rod, and how does he know the real process?" said the Pope softly, smiling.

Xing Jie held his mouth and didn't speak. Only now did he figure out one thing.

That's why, after Cardin's accident, the whole corresponding process was so smooth. And why were the video records of the five people and Xing Jie Basang taken away at the first time!

It's a shame, it's a shame.

The big leader of the Bon sect turned out to be played like a stupid boy.

I thought I had got the treasure, but I didn't want to think about it, just with a dirt bun in a remote corner, how could he get the jade stick without much effort?

Didn't he know that at that time, the world was about to break out in order to get the right to use the jade rod?

It was used as a test specimen and didn't know it.

Think you've become a god?

The real boss should be the Pope in front of him, and of course, those who are hidden in the deeper layers!

Wait, why does the Pope keep with himself here?

Didn't he just say he was busy?

Xing Jie glanced at his brother-in-law and Basang, his eyes full of questions.