The prosperity of the Holy See is beyond the imagination of many.

But the papal residence is very simple, although it is a villa, the decoration is simple and unusual.

It is a real simple European and American style decoration, but this is only the surface.

But if you look closely, each one is an extremely expensive material.

It is really the simplicity but not simplicity to the extreme.

The Pope sat in the living room, waiting for the servant to inform Jiang Ling and the others that they were coming, before he got up and walked to the door.

Loose and spacious clothes, completely enveloping Pope Arris, and gray hair testifies to the ruthlessness of the years.

The smile on Arris's face was a little kind.

It even gives the feeling that you want to get closer.

As a contemporary pope, Arris's charisma is incomparable.

Over the years, Arris, who has been admired by countless followers, has acquired the majesty of a true superior.

Even though Aris was smiling all the time, when he saw it, he still couldn't help but feel like he wanted to bow and worship.

It's a weird feeling, but Thousand Faces can't suppress such a thought.

As if sensing the strangeness of the people around him, Jiang Ling held Qianmian's hand, and there were bursts of warm currents rippling from the palm of his hand, Qianmian only felt that his spirit was clear, and the thought of bowing and worshipping in his mind dissipated instantly.

But even so, Senmian's face was still full of fear.

She could clearly feel that the Pope did not have any cultivation on his body, and he was not a martial artist like Jiang Ling.

I don't know why, the pope in her eyes seems to be covered with a veil of mystery, which makes people dare not look at it directly.

Jiang Ling frowned slightly, blocking Qianmian in front of him, completely blocking his line of sight.

At that moment, the fear of a thousand faces dissipated a lot.

Seeing Jiang Ling's actions, the smile on the corner of Arris's mouth became even better.

"Xiaoyou is too protective of me, right?"

"His Majesty the Pope is glorious, and there are endless blessings that fall on the congregation, and my friend's blessings are shallow, and I am afraid that he will not be able to withstand the power of His Majesty the Pope."

Jiang Ling's words were faintly soft, I don't know why, let the thousand faces behind him actually give birth to a kind of Jiang Ling, Jiang Ling also has the strength of His Majesty the Pope.

Aris immediately laughed.

"Xiaoyou sits in the Northland, and has fought with our forces for many years, so he is really very aware of our strength, and when I heard Luke talk about it in the past, I didn't believe it, but when I see it today, I finally understand that Luke's worries are not untargeted."

"His Majesty the Pope is serious, the power of the Holy See has been in Europe for many years, and there have been few offences against me over the years, to make it clear, Luke is still a little exaggerated. The kid just heard about it. ”

The two had been engaged in a verbal exchange since they met, which Luke behind him did not expect.

You must know that Jiang Ling is only the first time he has seen the Pope, and His Majesty the Pope's strength far surpasses Jiang Ling, he knows it.

The power of the Holy See is not in cultivation, but in faith.

His Majesty the Pope has been working for many years, and the faith he has accumulated is beyond imagination, and the performance of his talents has made Luke feel a little stable.

But he never expected that after Jiang Ling's few actions, Qianmian completely dissipated his initial panic.

That's not all, in front of the Pope, there are very few people who can speak freely, even if Luke has been in the position of cardinal for a long time, he still can't compete.

In Luke's eyes, the pope is high, inviolable, and incomparable.

But this Jiang Ling didn't seem to be affected at all, and he actually directly engaged in a verbal confrontation with His Majesty the Pope.

The most terrifying thing is that under the confrontation between Jiang Ling and His Majesty the Pope, His Majesty the Pope was faintly suppressed.

If he hadn't seen such a thing with his own eyes, Luke would never have believed it.

"Your Majesty, tea is ready."

Luke was about to interrupt the confrontation between the two, when he saw the servant inside suddenly approach and speak.

In just one sentence, the qi that is secretly surging here is completely dissipated.

Jiang Ling's gaze fell on the servant, and he finally looked at the Pope.

"Your Majesty, please!"

Jiang Ling, who was originally a guest, actually stepped forward at this time and made the actions that the host should do.

Not far away, Luke could clearly feel that his originally calm qi was stiffening again at this time.

"It's really a young hero, it's me who underestimated the world's heroes, and today is an eye-opener, not bad, not bad!"

The Pope laughed three times and led the way to the house.

With the Pope's actions, the aura that almost drove people crazy finally dissipated completely.

"Whew!"

Luke was also gasping for breath, Jiang Ling was fine when he talked to the Pope, but when Jiang Ling was anti-guest, Luke even felt that he might die here.

That aura, he swears, will never think about feeling it a second time.

Looking at the back of the Pope, Jiang Ling couldn't help but sigh deeply.

The Pope is the Pope after all, and every word is very meaningful, even if he is breaking and standing, he still does not hold back the Pope's three laughs.

I want to take the initiative in front of the Pope, but after all, I am a little delusional, after all, I am an old fox who has lived for so many years.

Retracting his gaze and looking at the servant who had been keeping his head down, the smile on the corner of Jiang Ling's mouth was even better.

When this servant spoke, it was when his qi was at its strongest, and as long as His Majesty the Pope answered again, he would be sure enough to take the initiative this time.

But I never expected that this servant looked like no threat, but he had a considerable sense of qi and machine, which directly destroyed the situation that he had worked so hard to manage.

Sure enough, His Majesty the Pope's side, even if it is a servant, should not be underestimated, otherwise, he really doesn't know how to die.

"Gone, Thousand Faces! His Holiness the Pope's tea is not for everyone. ”

In the living room, the fragrance of tea lingers.

"I don't know much about Chinese tea culture, and I don't know if this tea is good, if it's not in the mood, I hope Xiaoyou doesn't blame me!"

The Pope smiled and spoke, the Pope at this time was really like an elder in the family, even Qianmian did not have the urge to bow and worship.

Obviously, the kind of power that makes people worship can indeed be controlled.

"Your Majesty said and laughed, Your Majesty here, even if the fragrance of tea is light, it is still good tea, even if it is not in the mood, in front of Your Majesty, it should be in the mood."

Jiang Ling took a sip of tea, and his words were faintly not half restrained.

Even if at this time, in front of him, is the Pope.

"Why are you so-for-tat? Don't you think my sincerity is still not enough? ”

"It's not that I'm not sincere enough, but Your Majesty has been talking about him left and right, even if I have the heart, I'm helpless!"

"Oh? The old man wanted to hear about it. ”

"His Majesty the Pope has a lot of opportunities, and although I deliberately leaked my whereabouts, I don't know where Cardinal Luke arranged for me."

Jiang Ling raised his eyes, and at that moment, there was a coldness that arose.