"Go and see Archbishop Chull!" After a moment of silence, among the people who followed Archbishop Chull's side, a chubby, middle-aged man with a meaty face, shouted loudly.

Bishop Gil, who had just come back to his senses, hurriedly ran to the place where Archbishop Chull was lying with the medical staff.

Gil's heart was displeased with Archbishop Chull, but he still didn't want him to die at this moment. Even if the two parties sign a contract of life and death, it depends on who the dead party is.

If it were Mitheus lying on the ground now, even if he died, no one would have troubled him later. But Archbishop Chur is different, his influence in the Holy Court is not small.

If he has an accident, if his subordinates want to quickly ascend to the throne, they will definitely take the knife on his little bishop.

After examining Archbishop Chull's injuries, the medical staff shook his head at Bishop Gil with sympathetic eyes.

There was a "click" sound, as if the thunder had split the boulder. Bishop Jill now even wants to die.

"Bishop Jill, you need not be afraid. This matter starts with me, and it is up to me to solve it. I'm still going to the Pope's side, and they're going to sell me a little bit of face until the Pope makes any announcement to me. ”

Mitheus's voice came from behind Bishop Chur. The voice gave Bishop Gil hope, like grasping a straw after falling into a swamp.

"Mitheus, the Holy Court is no longer the Holy Court it used to be. Until you settle this matter, don't even think about leaving the arena! "A middle-aged man who had followed Archbishop Chull for many years walked out of the crowd.

"Bishop Chesif is right, Mitheus, hurry up! Have you been planning for a long time, waiting for today! The fat man, who had just exclaimed, walked out behind Chesif.

Seeing these two, Bishop Jill's fiery heart suddenly fell into the abyss. They have been following Archbishop Chull for decades. If Archbishop Chur steps down, the two of them are the candidates with the best chance of taking the archbishopric seat.

"Chesev, Dahl. I think you were just a little priest who had just entered the Holy Court. How? After following Chur for decades, he became a bishop in the blink of an eye?

Judging from where you stand, you are worth a lot more than the bishops standing in the back! Mitheus's anger had not subsided, so the tone and demeanor of his voice were very different now.

"Humph! Mitheus, do you think we're just like you and you're an unenterprising person? In the kingdom closest to the Lord, we don't waste an inch of time or resources.

If our current cultivation is not higher than yours, then our years will all be lived to dogs! Hum! Now, are you going to tie your hands or let us beat us up?

I'll talk about the ugly things first, my cultivation has not been very stable recently, and it seems to be about to break through. Therefore, the severity of the attack will be difficult to grasp. If you are killed by me on the way, you can't go to Satan and speak ill of me. ”

Regardless of whether Chesif's words are true or not, it is an insult to Mitheus and a strong confidence in himself.

"Let's go, swim, roar when the road is uneven! Although justice is overhead, there are no dark clouds to cover the eyes. Regardless of the gods and gods, the clear heart is not up to him!

I don't know how you have the face to claim to be a servant of the Lord and claim that this is the closest place to the kingdom of the Lord.

The main thing that is merciful is to see you now, and will definitely kick you in the face a few times, and then lift you up and throw you into the endless sea, so that you can soak in it and think about whether you are guilty or not! ”

"Presumably Your Excellency is Miao Junfeng! Your Excellency will not bother with the internal affairs of our Holy Court. You're an outsider, and if you insist on getting involved, I think we should all be able to persuade you. ”

"Huh? Fatso! Don't put on the appearance of a good person. As the saying goes, two fists are hard to beat four feet, but that's for ordinary people. There are also sayings that boxing is afraid of young people, and they punch the master to death.

You two are not young anymore, and you don't think you are as energetic as you were when you were younger. Ay! Whoever made me overflow with kindness, here I advise you, go back and forth from whence to thrice! It's not something you minor characters can be involved in. ”

"You! How dare you call me fat! The fat on Dahl's face trembled violently, and his round belly vibrated slightly.

"Aren't you fat? By health standards, you are no longer overweight and are obese. If you don't lose weight, I'm worried that you'll develop a variety of diseases. ”

"Bastard! How can I get sick if I'm healthy? I call it wealth, not obesity! Miao Junfeng, I didn't want to be like you, but who made you succeed in angering me?

All right! Today, I will discipline you well on behalf of your parents. I think the merciful Lord will forgive me too. ”

After Dahl finished speaking, he took out a rope from his arms, and then waved at Miao Junfeng.

The quaint straw rope full of age is dancing in the air, as if it has come to life.

Gentle energy fluctuations enveloped the wonderful wind as the grass rope danced. The energy is very soft and not aggressive, but it is this energy that makes Miao Junfeng's mind instantly relaxed, and his body is also relaxed.

"Whoosh", three circles around, the straw rope will be Miao Junfeng bundled strongly. Still, it looked so vulnerable, as if a slight tug could break it apart.

"Sinners." Mitheus's eyes immediately burst into light. The former owner of this artifact is himself!

"Miao Junfeng, aren't you very arrogant? What does it feel like to be tied up now? Do not try to resist, for all resistance is in vain before the sinners.

To be a sinner is to be conscious of a sinner. God loves the world, and the merciful Lord is not willing to kill you, but he will still punish you in a gentle way.

You just stand where you are, praying that our battle with Mitheus won't end so soon. If our side is over, it will mean that the time for your final sanctions has come. ”

"That's it! Don't you think you're saying too much to him, Bishop Dahl? Is it necessary to waste so much time with a dead man? Chesif, who was standing on the sidelines, looked impatient. In his eyes, Miao Junfeng has been equated with a dead man.

"I'm sorry, my dear friend, but this time I'm the one who bothered you." Mitheus regained his composure, and his previous emotions vanished as soon as he saw the sinner's rope.

"It's not about the impact, I'm just feeling the breath and the power. If he could really hurt me, do you think I would be able to talk to you as easily as I do now? ”

Mitheus's words made Mitheus smile. But to the ears of Chai Sifu and Dahl, this is purely the act of slapping a swollen face and becoming fat. He didn't really think that he could compete with the holy weapon on his own!