Half a day later.
Everyone in Baihua Sect was having lunch around the table.
"Master, senior brother, third senior brother, he seems to have stopped practicing." Xiu Xiu ran in, panting, and said excitedly.
She ran to the Orchid Grass Palace whenever she had free time in the past few days, practicing his skills with Gu Qingshan and cheering on him.
"No more practice? Then what is he doing?" Bai Goose asked.
"He went to shower and change."
Xiuxiu wrinkled her nose and said with disgust on her face: "He was smelly of sweat a few days ago. I asked him to bathe and change clothes. He was in a daze and didn't even hear what I said. Today he went to bathe by himself. ”
Bai Goose thought for a while and said with a smile: "It seems that I have gained something."
Gu Qingshan soaked in the hot spring and looked at the instructions on the victory interface, feeling a heavy sense of reward in his heart.
"Francing Dance (Intermediate): A growth skill, shooting 10 arrows continuously in a short period of time, attacking the opponent with unpredictable arc paths."
"Shrink to the ground (intermediate level): A magical skill, you can specify a location at will, or capture and lock the enemy's aura, break through space restrictions through special movement skills, and appear directly at the corresponding location."
"Casting distance: 30 meters."
30 meters, it is ready for actual combat.
At this time, a burst of fire flew over.
Gu Qingshan took the fire talisman and activated his spiritual power, and Xiuxiu's whisper suddenly came from inside.
"Senior brother, senior brother, master seems to be selecting foundation-building exercises for you."
Gu Qingshan smiled and put away the fire talisman.
He opened the God of War operation interface and looked at the time hourglass again.
There are only seven grains of sand left above the hourglass.
You can go back soon.
Gu Qingshan stared at the hourglass, quietly watching the grains of sand falling slowly like slow motion.
time up.
A curtain of light flashed and he disappeared from the world of practice.
St. Olanca Empire.
royal palace.
"Still no news?"
"Why is there still no news? Are you all freeloaders? I'm going to chop off your heads!"
The king of the empire, a gray-haired old man, sat on the throne and asked with a stern expression.
Several officers below were trembling and they all knelt on the ground: "The princess said she would be back soon, but we have never found her Liuhuo at the border."
"Hmph, it's useless. I'm going to issue an order right now to kill——"
The old man suddenly noticed that the woman exuding holy light was gesturing towards him.
The old man understood the gesture.
He waved his hands angrily and shouted angrily: "Get out of here! Don't let me see trash like you again!"
Several officers rolled away with cold sweat on their heads.
After they left, the old man took a few deep breaths and his expression gradually relaxed.
"Dear Your Majesty the Pope, how is the progress of the matter that I asked your church to handle now?" The old man's tone suddenly became gentle.
"It's being done. Please don't worry, Your Majesty. It will be done soon."
The woman wearing a pure white robe and exuding a gleam of light answered.
The woman appears to be in her fifties, with an elegant manner and a bright halo hanging above her head. If you look at her suddenly, you would almost think that the Virgin has come to the world.
With such a demeanor and power, if she appeared outside the palace, I don't know how many ordinary people would kneel on the ground and worship her.
Unfortunately, she was wearing a veil, so no one could see her true appearance.
"Everyone, please step aside and I'll talk to the Pope." The old man ordered.
Everyone retreated.
There was deathly silence in the main hall.
"Come." The old man on the throne said.
The Pope said nothing.
"Come on, please."
The old man's tone sounded pleading.
The holy pope sighed, picked up his robes, and walked toward the throne step by step.
Her foot was lame, so she walked very slowly, but the old man was obviously happy.
The Pope walked up to the throne step by step and stood next to the old man.
She stroked the old man's head and whispered: "Don't worry, although there are still some people who refuse to repent, their end is today."
The old man burst into tears and said, "You know this is not what I want."
The Pope paused and his tone became softer: "Soon, if you bear with me, it will be done soon."
"I can't stand it, I won't do it! I want-"
The old man's voice suddenly broke off.
His head slowly drooped, and his whole body slumped on the throne, as if he had suddenly lost his soul.
A pair of hands appeared on the old man's chest.
A pair of hands covered with sharp nails stretched out from the old man's body.
The hands spread hard to both sides, and the old man's chest also opened up.
There were no organs in the old man's chest, but there was a short man hidden inside.
This is a little man with wrinkles all over his body, only sparse hair on his head, and wrinkles on his face.
However, his voice was full of shrillness.
The little man cried loudly: "Mother, I don't want to stay here, it's so lonely here."
"Good baby," the pope held him in his arms and whispered, "give mother two more days to take this country into her pocket, and then you can stop acting."
The villain grabbed the Pope and yelled crazily: "Why don't you understand what I said? I want Anna, I want Anna, I want her to be my bride!"
"Anna is yours and no one can take it away from you, my dear son," the Pope coaxed.
She suddenly lifted the veil, revealing a skinless face and empty eye sockets with only black holes.
She touched her son's face and said, "If you obey your mother's words, you can get Anna."
"That is the thorn rose of the empire. If you don't work hard, how can you pick her in your hands?"
The villain sobbed and said, "Really?"
"Really," the Pope held the little man in his hands and quickly advised: "As long as you work hard for two more days, I will get Anna back and marry you."
"Okay, then I will work hard, I will work hard, I want Anna." The villain said, crawled back into the old man's body, and closed the chest from the inside.
The old man raised his head again, and in an old tone, he spoke words full of crazy passion: "I want Anna, I want her, she is my bride."
Suddenly, there was a crisp sound outside the hall.
"Who!" the old man shouted angrily.
When he spoke, the Pope had already stood at the foot of the steps, and the gauze on his face had already covered his face again.
Looking at her elegant and noble demeanor, it was as if she had never left the same place.
Outside the main hall, a panicked report came.
"Your Majesty, Princess Anna sent a message requesting to talk to you directly."
"Anna!"
The old man shouted with joy, put his hands on the throne, and gestured to stand up.
He looked at the Pope, and even though he was separated by a veil, he could still feel the Pope's dissatisfaction.
The old man shrank back, coughed slightly, and said: "Let's just talk, you can start."
After a while, the secret communication equipment was set up and connected.
The light curtain lit up.
The communicator passed through the layers of protection and transmitted the scene on the opposite side from the distant Free Federation.
The old man and the Pope looked at the light curtain together, and their expressions changed a little.
"Who are you?"
The old man's tone was mixed with anger, murderous intent, and jealousy.
On the light screen, Anna and von Holder were seen standing in the distance, and the crazy crowd swarming them could not get closer under their attack.
And a man whose appearance was much more handsome than his own was facing the light curtain.
"Hello, His Majesty the Holy Kingdom, let me introduce myself first. I am Gu Qingshan."
