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Chapter 141 Forced Palace Play

When Wu Jian arrived, Yanni and Palu were lying on the ground and unconscious, while Hongyi and Asanna were tied to two stone pillars.

"Haha, I really took everything away!"

Wu Jian discovered that except for the Holy Sword, the rest of the brave suits were gone. It seemed that although the demon was in a hurry, he even had to take away useless things like the brave suits.

There is no danger in Yanni and Palu's lives being protected by Wu Jian's small universe. After the demons finished, they ignored them because they were afraid that Wu Jian would come. Moreover, Wu Jian could also sense that the power in Palu's body was gone, so they did not have any threat to the demons.

Moreover... keeping Yanni and Palu's lives can also make Wu Jian distracted and take care of him, which is beneficial...

"I said, don't you think you can hide it from me, right? I saw it when I first met that Red Wings were transformed, and Asanna, you are one of the four kings at the same level as the one named Ras?" .....................

The ropes on Hongyi and Asanna's bodies fell off automatically, and they also landed smoothly, and opened their red eyes the moment they landed.

"It's really a surprise guy. Since we saw through our identities from the beginning, why did we let things develop to this point?"

Unlike the feeling before, Asanna is now full of charming feeling - you can tell at a glance that it is not a good bird.

"Because it's so troublesome! Isn't it going to seal again after a thousand years? It's so troublesome. Why would you let the Demon King come out and kill him again? It's all over!"

Wu Jian stroked his neck, and his words made Asanna laugh and tremble.

"Hahahahahahaha, you are really interesting. You don't think that the Demon King is very weak, right?" "Well... his strength is indeed not weak, but he is still not qualified to be my opponent." Wu Jian said after considering it carefully.

......

"Hmph! What an arrogant boy!" Asanna showed her hideous face in an instant, but she quickly regained her charming appearance and said: "The magic circle in the volcano is used to create a body for the Demon King. Not only will that body not be restrained by the Holy Sword, but it can also use the Holy Sword. With the original power of the Demon King, do you think you have a chance of winning?"

"Well..." Wu Jian touched his chin and thought about it, "I really couldn't think of a reason for losing. After all, the strength of the Demon King is there... Ah, the strength I mentioned is not calculated by the amount of strength. At my level, the growth of strength is not just about increasing strength. It also depends on how much power can be used - that is, the realm. And the so-called realm does not mean that you are sealed, and the disappearance of power can affect or have a very small impact..."

"Hmph! Only now can you be proud of. When the Demon King completely adapts to his new body, it will be the time when humans perish!"

Asanna interrupted Wu Jian's long speech with an attack, and then Wu Jian was shrouded in a dizzy blood light, and Wu Jian knew that this was almost Asanna's full strength.

After Wu Jian dispelled the blood light, Asanna was no longer there, leaving only Hongyi.

"Ha, I'm much smarter than the one named Las. I know I can't beat it and run away." Then Wu Jian turned his head and said to Hongyi, "So what are you going to do?"

"... The command to kill you by Master, so you will die here!"

The red light in Hongyi's eyes was so bright that she began to bulge behind her backless outfit, and then she spread a pair of red wings.

"I really can't do anything to you. Even if I'm treated as an abandoned child, will I continue to listen to her?"

Wu Jian ignored Hongyi at all, but turned around to check the situation of Yanni and Palu.

"... Master, I was still an abandoned baby and raised me and I had to repay this kindness."

Hongyi's emotional voice came from behind, and it was Wu Jian who knew that it was because of his desperate suppression.

"Oh~" Wu Jian sighed: "Resurrection of the Demon King is your master's greatest wish. You can pay off this kindness, right? Didn't she just keep you here just express this? Otherwise, you still think you will be my opponent?"

Hongyi didn't say anything, and Wu Jian could only feel the increasingly strong murderous aura coming from behind.

Helplessly, Wu Jian could only turn around and face Hongyi and asked, "Then what do you want now?"

Hongyi tilted her head and said with tears in her face: "...... Kill me."

The painful crying sound made people cry, and Wu Jian... what to say? This is a mood problem. He didn't want to kill Hongyi.

"If you really want to die at someone's hands, let him do it!"

Wu Jian stretched out his hand, and Palu floated to Wu Jian's hand, and Wu Jian grabbed his collar and threw it over. Because it was too sudden, Hongyi's heart was also very confused now, and Palu bumped into a piece with Hongyi without any surprise.

"Woo, woo wow wow wow!"

Because when they hit the ground, their lips touched each other, and Palu's right hand pressed on Hongyi's plump breasts, so Palu (this kid had woken up long ago, but he didn't know how to face it before pretending to be asleep) hurriedly got up from Hongyi's body.

"Yes, sorry! I didn't mean it!"

After getting up, Palu did not stand up immediately, but sat on the ground and hugged her head, but the iron fist that had fallen long ago did not appear. Although it was like pretending to be stupid, Palu suddenly became deflated, his hands drooping. Hongyi lay on his back, his eyes were dull and tears kept falling.

"You guys should solve your own problems! But Paru, in order to avoid you going to extremes, I will tell you. I don't care about this matter at all. It would be better to say that this is based on my plan."

Wu Jian picked up Yan Ni, threw down this sentence and disappeared. As for what development they would develop next, Wu Jian was too lazy to care about it.

After Wu Jian returned to the convention hall of the Holy Mountain (because of the previous commotion, the people who should have come, and those who should not have come also), he handed Yan Ni to Zi and asked her to take care of her. However, Yan Ni also regained her consciousness and did not need to rest under her insistence, but insisted on explaining the matter roughly.

"How could this happen? Cardinal Asanna is actually a demon, and the demon king has also been resurrected!"

After listening to Yan Ni's remarks, the Pope was powerless. If someone hadn't supported him behind his back, he might have fallen to the ground.

"It's all your fault, Pope!"

At this time, Cardinal Faral, who was in charge of the Exorcist Academy, suddenly stood up and accused the Pope. Of course, this was not the end. He continued: "This kind of thing happened because you are not good at employed people. What qualifications do you have to sit in the Pope's position?"

As soon as Faral finished speaking, others immediately agreed, and there were still quite a few people.

"Wait! When is this? Is it time to fight for power?"

The Pope is not without supporters, and now he is talking about the cardinal who manages the Heretics. In fact, he has been against Farral and Asanna, but he just forgot and didn't know his name.

And this was just a beginning, and then there was a big quarrel here, but the Pope was really useless. Although not everyone was on Farrar's side, basically only the cardinal was talking to the Pope.

"Mr. Wu Jian..."

Not only one person is standing on the Pope's side, at least one person is next to Wu Jian.

"It's really... shut up!"

Wu Jian's voice was not loud, but it still reached everyone's ears in the noisy chamber, and what was incredible was that the people who were quarreling stopped.

"You... Your Lord Brave, now that the Demon King has been resurrected, you must have a wise leader... Or does Your Lord Brave not want to defeat the Demon King?"

Although Faral felt it was not good when Wu Jian spoke, he still hid it and planned to shut up Wu Jian with the excuse of defeating the Demon King.

"Yeah." Wu Jian nodded in agreement with Faral: "You are right, you really need a wise leader. But..."

Faral's heart suddenly tugged, but when he didn't know whether he should interrupt Wu Jian, Wu Jian had already said the rest.

"It's just that the so-called leader - the one who decides everything and gives orders, you should be smarter, that person can only be me!"

Faral gasped: "Your Excellency, I'm blunt. The next war is not something that can be solved by one person. You can lead troops to fight? Moreover, if you are not a person who convinces the public, the people below will probably not obey the orders."

Faral walked to the door of the hall and opened the door. People from the Holy Mountain had already gathered outside the door. I don’t know if they could hear the conversation just now or had already arranged it, but they heard Faral’s loud response.

"Faral! Have you planned it long ago? Where are the people from the Heretic Inquisition?" It was still the cardinal.

"Sir!" A knight from the heresy inquisition stood up and said: "Master Faral has talked to us. He convinced us that for the future of mankind, we do need a wise leader. But! We are not here to support Master Faral! It is better to say that Master Faral's character cannot convince us. It is just that in the present when the devil is resurrected, although Master Faral is very compassionate, we do need a wise leader!"

"you......"

Such knights are really weird, even forcing a palace to be like this... Well, should I say it is open and upright? But Wu Jian could feel that they were indeed sincere - this also shows that the Pope is really useless.
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