Chapter 118: Elven Ancestor 15

Song Heqing's sentence directly choked them.

The elves have fallen from tens of thousands to more than a hundred survivors, and they are embarrassed to say the words "raise your noble hand".

Laugh off the big teeth.

After Song Heqing has had enough, he will go back to the Enchanted Forest.

He smiled and said:

"In any case, you have to hand over the things, and you have to leave your life behind."

It's as casual as discussing what the weather will be tomorrow.

The old pope narrowed his eyes dangerously:

"It seems that there is no room for negotiation."

"Xiao Hao, you stand back!"

"You and I should use the power of the gods to kill this group of aliens!"

At the call of the old pope, all the high-ranking clergy were assembled.

The elves have life-saving tricks, and the Holy See naturally has them.

A spell was chanted at great speed, and the huge idol in the Holy See sensed and summoned it, emitting a golden light.

Even Song Heqing could perceive that the hidden energy in it had climbed all the way to the Fa Sheng.

"9527, how does this energy feel familiar?"

"The host, no doubt, is the consciousness of the world here."

"That's right, isn't it the god here!"

The energy on the other side has reached a terrifying level.

With it swelled was the self-confidence of the old pope.

"Now that you surrender and submit to the Holy See, I can still consider sparing your life."

Song Heqing thought it was funny:

"Heh, less nonsense!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the figure disappeared in front of everyone, and the new pope shouted:

"Everyone, be careful!"

The result is the male protagonist's cry for help from behind:

"Teacher, save me!"

The old pope hurriedly looked back, and Song Heqing had already controlled the male protagonist and was suspended in the sky.

This scene made the old man's eyes split, and he shouted in his hoarse voice:

"You dare to touch him!"

Song Heqing raised his eyebrows:

"See if I dare!"

He was about to deal with the male protagonist, and the old pope immediately controlled the power, and the golden pillar of light attacked him.

Song Heqing pulled the male protagonist to this side, and saw that the pillar of light was about to attack the male protagonist.

At the last moment, the light dissipated at the tip of his nose.

The male protagonist was so frightened that he closed his eyes, but as a result, when he opened it, he didn't have anything.

In the air, only the sound of large gasps of air remained.

If this is the case, Song Heqing has already understood that Tiandao is still unwilling to attack his chosen son.

The old pope breathed a sigh of relief, and he laughed:

"Hahaha, God forbid, the Almighty God will not harm His people!"

Song Heqing:

"God Almighty? Does he know who this kid is you? ”

As soon as these words came out, the old pope's face immediately collapsed, and he looked at Song Heqing with pity:

"Of course God knows that Xiao Hao is his staunch follower."

Song Heqing:

"I remember, priests can't get married and have children."

This question gave the old Pope a blow to the head, his expression was no longer natural, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

The new pope answers:

"Of course, as God's attendants, we cannot marry and have children, we will break the precepts, lose our purity, and we will no longer be able to serve the gods."

Another cardinal also said:

"And the punishment was quite severe, back then, our good sister who practiced with us, Yaf, who was a candidate for sainthood, because she had fornicated with a man and had a child, which tarnished the innocence of the church, so the pope at that time carried her to the stake. And that child disappeared back then......"

Since the old pope had his back to them, the bishops could not see his trembling expression.

Song Heqing continued to ask:

"Didn't that Miss Yafu even confess who she was before she died?"

"Nope."

"What a pity." Song Heqing deliberately looked at the old Pope, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"I don't know who the man who didn't take responsibility was at the beginning, and whether he can still sleep after so many years."

Looking at the old pope's black face, Song Heqing felt much more interesting.

When the new pope noticed that something was wrong, he immediately jumped out and said:

"What are you doing with all this? Accept the judgment honestly! ”

"What's the hurry?"

Song Heqing, took the male protagonist in front of him, and looked at each other:

"Haven't you always wanted to know your origins? You can ask him. ”

Following the direction of Song Heqing's finger, it was the old pope.

In the original book, the male protagonist has always been obsessed with his life experience, and finally learned that he is the grandson of the old pope.

Song Heqing now revealed the plot to him in advance, but he didn't know what he thought.

"Teacher? Do you know where I came from and who my parents were? ”

Facing the male protagonist's hopeful gaze, the old pope was also uneasy:

"No, don't ask me!"

As his emotions became agitated, the divine light that had just joined forces began to flicker and flicker.

The new pope grabbed his arm: "Teacher, stabilize your mind!"

Turning his head to look at Song Heqing:

"You don't want to defeat us with a plot of intrigues."

Song Heqing smiled indifferently and continued to say to the male protagonist:

"Does your left arm have a purple six-pointed star pattern?"

The male protagonist subconsciously covered his left arm and nodded:

"How do you know?"

"Just go ahead and ask your dear teacher."

The male protagonist immediately remembered, why did the teacher suddenly accept himself as an apprentice?

It seems that after seeing his ragged self, he stared at the six-pointed star mark he had brought since he was a child and asked.

At the time, he was still happy, thinking that someone would recognize what it meant and help him find his biological parents.

Looking back now, the teacher's eyes at that time ......

"Teacher, just tell me, what the hell is going on!?"

The old pope was like a poisonous snake, staring at Song Heqing with a low voice:

"Don't ask Xiao Hao, this guy is clever and deliberately separates our relationship, don't be fooled by him. Could it be that our teachers and students for so many years are still not as good as a stranger's words? ”

The male protagonist doesn't know who to believe now.

Since I was a child, I have been under the fence without a father or mother, and I have suffered so much and suffered many sins.

Parents have always been his obsession, and now that he has a little eyebrows, he naturally wants to catch them all.

Seeing that the male protagonist hesitated, the new pope also helped:

"Xiao Hao, the teacher is right, the top priority now is to resist these alien races, you can't lose a big one because of a small thing!"

The male protagonist straightened up and looked at Song Heqing:

"That's right, the top priority is to resist you."

The elf queen came to Song Heqing's side:

"Hmm...... Ancestors, what now? ”

Song Heqing signaled with her eyes that she didn't have to worry, and then directly pointed out to the male protagonist:

"The teacher in front of you is not a teacher, but your grandfather, your own grandfather."

He paused and continued:

"The six-pointed star on your left shoulder was also tattooed by him."

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was in an uproar.

In particular, several cardinals glared at Song Heqing even more angrily, gritting their old teeth and squeaking, eager to eat him:

"Don't lie here to confuse the crowd! His Holiness is diligent in guarding himself, benevolent and loving the people, how can he violate the canons! ”

"That's right! Sling the bull! ”

Song Heqing:

"Whether it's true or not, you just ask him."

Everyone looked at the old Pope, only to see that his eyes were erratic, as if he had a weak heart.

The male protagonist sensed it and said to him excitedly:

"Are you really my grandfather?"

Looking at his surprised expression, the corners of Song Heqing's lips hooked up a wicked smile.

Thoughtfully throw a thunderbolt again:

"Don't be happy yet, ask him how your parents died."