The Holy City of the West, the headquarters of the Temple of Light.

In the eyes of the Western world, the Temple of Light is much nobler and more divine than the Temple of Darkness.

In the eyes of those mortals in the West, the Dark Temple is an existence of terror and sin, while the Light Temple is just the opposite. They are gods, they are beacons sent by the Father to the human world to save all living beings, and they are majestic and inviolable mountains.

It seems that all the beautiful words in this world cannot describe the beauty of the Temple of Light.

It's just that the world doesn't know that in fact, the people living in the bright temple that they fear like gods are just a group of mortals. They will grow old, die, and get sick. They also have boundless ambitions.

The blue sky is shining, and the sun is bright in the sky. At this moment, in the Holy City, in the magnificent palace of His Majesty the Pope, two people who do not belong to the Temple of Light are standing proudly.

On the throne of the Temple of Light, the pope's old body was leaning lazily, and the staff of light in his hand, which proved his absolute authority, leaned sideways.

Today, His Majesty the Pope is not wearing a dragon robe or a purple gold crown. He is only wearing a pure white gown. Obviously, the person he wants to see today does not have much sense of formality.

At this moment, the guy standing in front of the Pope was wearing a black cloak and a bronze mask on his face. The black and white formed a sharp contrast in the palace.

Facing the Pope, the familiar hoarse voice suddenly came out with a hint of smile.

"Haha, Pandora, I didn't expect that you have aged so much after not seeing you for so many years. Looking back, when I first met you, you were just a child, right?"

In the entire western land, there are only a few people who dare to talk to the Pope of the Light Temple like this. One is Queen Vivian of the Dark Temple, and the other is the Son of the Sun God of the Sun Temple. As for this

The last one is naturally Ye Xiuluo, the master of Shura Palace.

Ye Xiuluo grew up in the East and has gone through countless years of wind, frost, snow and rain. He is a legendary existence among the four major temples.

Because the other three major temples, whether it is the Pope, the Blood Emperor, or the Son of the Sun God, have been replaced by several waves of people, but this Ye Shura is the only one who is still living in this world.

If the Pope hadn't heard Ye Shura's unique voice, he would have even doubted whether it was another person under the bronze mask.

In response to Ye Xiuluo's ridicule, the Pope could only laugh awkwardly: "I can't help it, time is not forgiving. I also want to be immortal forever, but this is just a luxury wish. After all, not everyone has you.

Orientals have this unique ability.”

After saying that, the Pope raised his head and smiled mischievously at Ye Shura: "Palace Master Ye, I remember that you have been wearing this bronze mask since the first time I saw you. Sometimes I am curious about what is behind your mask.

What kind of face does he have? Will he age? Will he..."

Obviously the Pope was deeply moved by these words.

But Ye Xiuluo didn't let him continue, he immediately interrupted with a smile: "Pandora, you are very curious. But you don't have to be so curious. If you really want to know, use your Light Temple's

Isn’t it clear that the calculation of the great deduction is clear?”

Being choked by Ye Xiuluo, the pope couldn't help but cough twice and said bitterly: "Palace Master Ye is joking, the great deduction technique has been the life-saving skill of popes throughout the ages. Even the previous pope did not dare to use it without permission.

Yes, how dare I abandon public service for personal reasons?"

The Pope was smiling as he spoke, and the corners of Ye Xiuluo's lips were slightly raised at this moment. It seemed that the two foxes had a very tacit understanding. After this smile, the two of them tacitly dropped the topic.

In the empty hall at this moment, Ye Xiuluo waved his hand casually, and a golden dragon chair immediately appeared under his butt.

Da Ma Jin Dao sat down, and Ye Xiuluo glanced at the Pope slightly: "Okay, let's not joke so much. Your kid didn't come all the way to the Holy City just to discuss my mask.

It depends on your appearance."

"Haha, that's natural."

The Pope chuckled, then slowly sat up straight, and a ray of light suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Master Ye, I invited you here because I have a business deal that I want to discuss with your Shura Palace..."

"Business?" Ye Xiuluo waved his hand, then laughed loudly and said: "Pandora, your words really remind me of your predecessor. Paul told me the same thing a hundred years ago, and then I was coerced by you.

Participated in that holy war."

After a pause, Ye Xiuluo squinted his eyes and stared at Pope Pandora closely: "Why, one hundred years have passed, and your Bright Temple still wants to do the same thing again?"

In response to Ye Xiuluo's question, the Pope quickly waved his hand: "No, no, no, Palace Master Ye has misunderstood me. Although I have some thoughts about the East, after all, the East today is no longer the East a hundred years ago. Putting aside those things like the Hidden Gate of Tiandao.

Even if I am an old guy, there is still a demon god in the east, and the blue in the east is getting stronger and stronger. Even if I covet it, I can't afford to set foot in the east again."

"Since it's not for the East, what do you want to talk to me about?"

The Pope smiled evilly: "Of course it is our own business in the West."

Speaking, the Pope lowered his voice and said: "As far as I know, His Majesty Vivian of the Dark Temple has deployed troops to the East on a large scale, and at this moment, the three giants of the Dark Temple have also gone to the East. Don't you think that this is the case?

A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?”

Hearing the Pope's words, Ye Xiuluo suddenly tilted his head, and an unknown smile once again filled the corner of his mouth.

"This may be an opportunity for you, the Light Temple, but it may not be for our Shura Temple. After all, our Shura Temple and the Dark Temple have no feud. Whether they rise or fall has nothing to do with us.

Relationship, why do I want to help your Light Temple deal with the Dark Temple?"

Naturally, the Pope had already thought about Ye Xiuluo's rejection, but the Pope remained calm at this moment.

"Master Ye, I just said that this is a business. Since it is a business, I will naturally be able to provide you with a satisfactory reward. Please rest assured."

"Reward? Pandora, do you think there is anything else in this world that I, Ye Shura, want but can't get?"

The pope narrowed his eyes and chuckled: "Yes, of course there is. I wonder if Hall Master Ye is interested in the blood of demons?"
Chapter completed!