Repel? Isn't that a matter of course!

A new archbishop who has been promoted for less than a year is still a woman, still a beauty, and most importantly, there seems to be no background, such a person does not reject, does not bully, and does not pick up soft pinching, do they have to deal with forces about the same size as their own family?

They're not stupid.

They really weren't stupid, but now Monica used 'strength' to tell this group of people that she was qualified to be on an equal footing with them, not because she was a woman, not because she was young, and not because she had no background.

She simply has a lot of strength.

Andrew, who was in charge of presiding over the meeting, sighed in his heart at this time. His intention was to gather these people together, and everyone put pressure on Selia at the same time.

Let her understand that it is impossible for one person to fight with a group.

But the situation was completely unexpected. At first, everyone was intent on uniting to put pressure on Monica, but when the phrase 'come to your house at night' was uttered, the others shrank back.

The instinct to seek advantage and avoid harm has seeped into the bones of these people. Andrew felt angry in his heart, he snorted, and said to Monica: "Little girl, as an elder, I want to tell you some life lessons...... You can't go too far,"

"No, it's not me, it's you." Monica snorted: "Some time ago, you didn't say anything about watching me being bullied by the nobles. Now that there are clearly people targeting my temple, I have turned to you for help, and no one is willing to provide even the slightest bit of information. Even deliberately obstructed, really when I have no temper? ”

"What does it matter to us that you caused yourself?" An archbishop shouted.

Monica smiled, "You guys were talking about unity...... Now it's my business again? What the hell is the reason? Is it right or wrong, it is up to you to decide what you like? ”

These words were full of obvious sarcasm, especially Monica's expression, with three points of mockery in her smile, which made these archbishops angry and disgusted.

If they didn't think it would be too much to lose in a fight, they might really want to kill this woman on the spot.

No matter how beautiful she looks, she won't pity the flowers.

It's just that the reality is very skinny, and they find that they really don't have a good way. They do have estates and private armies, but they are of average strength. In this case, it would be impossible for them to use the Life Guard against Monica.

It's okay to do this kind of thing in the same room, but if it really hits the surface, the entire Divine Sect will become the laughing stock of other sects.

Andrew saw that the others were reluctant to come forward, and he sighed again in his heart, thinking for the first time that he was not old and had no tenacity at all.

Feeling relieved, he said, "Celia, tell me your conditions." We listen. ”

"Andrew, you're going to accept her?" An archbishop shouted: "This is the same as we said before......"

Monica looked at him with a strange smile.

This archbishop has always been strong, and it is common for him to command the crowd, but now that he is stared at by Monica with such a smile, he feels that his scalp is a little numb.

He interrupted himself and turned his head away as if nothing had happened.

The other archbishops, who had seen him want to come out, were still happy in their hearts, but now when they saw him shrink back, they immediately scolded him in their hearts for cowardice.

It's just that they don't want to think about it, and they themselves don't come out to confront Monica head-on. Essentially, they're all along the way.

Andrew was completely disappointed at this time, and he said lightly: "Little girl, what do you want us to do?" ”

"Give me the information, give me the information you know." Monica sneered, "But in order not to let you be passive in your work, if I don't receive useful news and clues, I will go to the house of a certain archbishop every other day, and I think you will welcome me." ”

"You're going too far." Finally, an archbishop couldn't help but jump up, pointed at Monica and scolded, "Are you really afraid of you? There are dozens of us here, and I can't believe you can't beat a little girl. ”

The archbishop pulled a short staff out of his wide sleeve and cried out with enthusiasm: "Come with me, take advantage of this opportunity......

As soon as his words fell, he suddenly saw a cold light passing by him, and then the short staff in his hand broke, fell on the marble floor, and after a few clicks, rolled a few more times, and stopped.

This voice, in the quiet hall, seemed extremely harsh.

The archbishop looked back and saw a long sword on the back of the heavy wooden chair behind him.

He suddenly felt a little weak in his legs.

Beta, who had been staying behind Monica and didn't speak, looked at his hand, and then smiled embarrassedly around, "Sorry, my hand slipped, I just wanted to pull my sword to protect Ms. Celia." ”

Monica looked at Beta, covered her mouth and chuckled, her eyes sparkling.

Beta's hand is really powerful.

All the people present, including all the bishops, were powerful, and most of them were masters. Although their actual combat ability is not strong, their eyesight is not weak.

They were also with the archbishop with the broken rod at this time, and there was a cold sweat on their backs. They begged themselves, that throwing attack, it was too fast, they couldn't react at all.

In other words, as long as he gave that warrior a few more weapons, he could kill all the big people in this church in just two or three seconds.

Andrew also felt some sweat stains on his palms, and he said lightly: "In that case, we will help you check the news, but I also hope that you can keep a low profile and stop messing around." ”

"Okay, no problem." Monica smiled: "I'm a very obedient person, as long as others are good to me, I will be good to them." ”

Looking at Monica's smug expression, no one wanted to talk to her.

Although the matter was negotiated, the consequences were unhappy. Monica returned to the church and stretched, sleeping directly on Beta's bed, her long hair spread out, and the fragrance slowly permeated the room.

She looked at Beta, as if she saw a unique treasure in the world, and the brilliance in her eyes was about to overflow.

"Beta, you know what? You were so brave just now, you threw your sword out when you brushed the ground, and scared them all stupid. At that time, Kolos encouraged those people to do it, and I was really a little scared, after all, they are not weak, and if they really join forces, I can't win. ”

"If you can't win, you can run." Beta looked at her, "At least you're the one I know with the strongest ability to survive on the battlefield." If you don't count the gods. ”

Monica gave him a blank look: "You seem to know the gods." ”

Beta really knew each other, and it was two...... But come to think of it, he felt that even if he said it, Monica wouldn't believe it.

"Then we're just waiting for news." Monica rolled over and slept on the bed in a large font: "Who the hell took our people captive?" ”

Anger appeared on Monica's face again.