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The towering city hall conference hall. x

The temple covers about twice the size of Monica's North County Abbey. The archbishop in charge of the temple is called Anderson. He was wearing casual clothes, and other archbishops were also wearing casual clothes, but Monica was pretty gorgeous.

Among a group of middle-aged elderly people, she is Zhiqi Qiu ... this is a righteous word.

There are seven archbishops gathered here. It can be said that with the exception of the Pope and the Virgin, now all those who can speak in the Temple of Life have come.

Because it was a secret party, everyone was accompanied by guards. There were three or four people and seven or eight more. Only Monica brought only one beta.

Moreover, Beta's style of painting is different from those of the guards who are stern and gloomy. He has a handsome face and outstanding temperament. Even though everyone almost knows that he is a mercenary and male pet, many people still notice him.

This is the effect of high charm, which can offset the negative effects of the status gap to a certain extent. At least it can leave an impression. For better or worse, it is better than ignoring it.

The arrival of Moni attracted the attention of all the archbishops, but no one took the initiative to talk to her, but instead sat down and chatted in pairs.

This is one of the common negotiating methods used by older people, and is deliberately ignored.

Or put it on a shelf first, to support the gas field. It's not that this method is not good. In the case of similar strength, this way can generally add a little bit to the enemy, but Monica really doesn't care.

After a few days, she saw a little. These so-called archbishops are actually very weak. They are indeed very vicious and overbearing, but that is for people who are not as good as them, or who are afraid of them.

But if they meet people who are not afraid of death, who are desperate to kill them, and have the ability to threaten them, they will be afraid, give up, and even compromise.

Beta called this behavior 'weakness of the bourgeoisie', saying that it was to protect her own interests and did not dare to burn with the enemy's jade.

Although the word was weird, Monica had a strange feeling. She still remembers that Beta's expression was very lonely.

"I am now the Pope and the bourgeoisie, and this weakness is almost there."

At that time, Beta's face was full of self-deprecation, but Monica could not understand: "You dare to kill even God, who dares to say that you are weak."

"If it was me before and I encountered this kind of thing, I wouldn't be surprised if the entire holy city was turned upside down. But now, I can only check it slowly, think about the east, think about the west, for fear of affecting the overall situation. A kind of weakness. "

Monica couldn't understand Beta's idea, and in her opinion, it was normal to tolerate for the sake of the bigger picture.

"It's just a reason for comfort."

At the time, Beta sighed, and Monica looked at him, trying to say something to enlighten him, but felt out of reach. She couldn't understand what the other party said.

Fortunately, the next day, Beta returned to the original light and light.

Monica ignored the archbishops. She smiled and chatted with Beta, uttering a word without saying a word about clothes matching, dress style and the like.

Beta was also able to answer. Although he didn't know much about dress trimming and matching art, but he had never seen a pig walk, but at least he had eaten pork. In the information age, when he turned on the computer, various news advertisements pop-up windows, a lot The star net red appeared in the picture, watching them more, naturally also know some basic clothing matching, color management and other skills.

After about an hour, Monica was very calm and quiet. She felt that chatting with Beta would not be tired for three days and nights.

But the archbishops were reluctant.

Eventually they began to look at Monica frequently, and finally the old archbishop sitting on the main seat couldn't help it, and coughed, attracting everyone's attention.

"Please come here this time, just want to talk about what happened recently." His gaze was always staring at Monica's face, his expression was very serious: "Everyone is a civilized man, don't behave so brutal! Hit and kill! It's not good to kill, you think I'm right, Ms. Celia! "

Monica nodded again and again in agreement: "You're right, Archbishop Andrew. When I was a priest, I heard your name. You are my idol, and I have always been my target."

The other archbishops frowned when they heard this. The archbishop is second only to the Pope and the Virgin. This Celia is now at least nominally in the same class as Andrew, and judging by the 'situations' in the last few days, they feel that Celia really has the strength to be young and can barely be with them Sit up.

But when it comes to catching up ... this is already the highest position a woman can do in the temple. Does she still want to be a saint or a pope?

The basic requirement of the maiden is virginity. This Celia plays with her man's pet, and this first pass will not pass.

Being a maiden is possible.

Want to be Pope?

Thinking of this, these archbishops couldn't help laughing in their hearts. Three of them even laughed out loud. This is ridiculous.

Monica knew what they were laughing and didn't care. She continued: "I also think that our archbishop should be united, but I feel that I have been excluded from me, so it is very uncomfortable."

"That's not why you do it in private." A archbishop cursed, pointing at Monica's nose.

Monica looked at him and smiled. "Will I walk to your house tonight?"

The bishop suddenly shivered with anger: "Look, look, this woman is too arrogant, she killed so many people, she still doesn't admit wrong, even Robes was angered by her ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Everyone will die. "Monica said lightly," I am also very frustrated with the death of Archbishop Robbes, but this is not the reason why you have charged me. "

"Anyway, stop your recent behavior." Andrew looked at Monica, waved his hand, and said in a reprimandous tone: "Don't let outsiders look at our jokes, our temple of life should be united, not inward. "

"But I don't think anyone wants to be united with me."

The other archbishops were full of anger and felt that the woman was so thick-skinned that she was rejected to such an extent that she was not ashamed at all.

Andrew asked, "What can you do to stop and let the conditions go."

Monica snorted and asked in a surprised tone: "I didn't tell you before when I informed you. I want news and information, but you don't want to listen and help me Find."

"Exclude me to such a point, what unity are you talking about?"