Demon Lord: Defeating the brave begins with taking concubines

Valisa’s face immediately turned cold:

“What do you mean? Make it clear.

Don’t play dumb puzzles there! ”

“Huh? What do you mean?

The saint is no longer complete!

And I also heard.

Her object.

Or a waste prince of the Jianwan Peninsula.

Valissa, I didn’t expect your Saint Lady faction.

Already reduced to such a point -! ”

Brian looked at Valissa.

The eyes were resolute and unafraid.

“This is a family affair of our Holy Lady faction.

It is not your turn to take charge of the Holy Son faction. ”

Varissa looked at Brian coldly.

“In that case, let’s wait and see!

When my cousin took the throne of the Son.

We, the Yas family,

Will take the initiative to bow to the Pope.

Apply for marriage with the Virgin.

If then.

The saint is really not a perfect body.

Then the face of your holy faction.

But it’s going to be lost.

Hahahaha. ”

Valissa you hear Brian.

Such arrogant and proud words.

The face is extremely ugly.

But it is impossible to refute it.

Because she knows.

The Holy Lady is indeed no longer complete.

When she had just returned from the Sword Bay Peninsula.

She was already the last Saint Daughter of the Saint Rank powerhouse.

I have already discovered the suspicion.

But she didn’t say anything.

Instead, he chose to keep a secret for the Virgin.

But didn’t expect Brian.

But got the news.

It seems that even within the Holy Lady faction.

It’s not monolithic.

Ahem!

The old man in red pretended to cough a few times.

Breaking the atmosphere of saber rattling.

Looking at both sides and saying.

“Let’s let this matter go first.

Nor is it ours.

Let’s finish the work at hand first! ”

Hear the old man’s speech.

Both Brian and Varissa fell silent.

But those cold eyes.

But they always stared at each other.

They all look at each other unhappy.

Seeing this, the old man also shook his head and smiled bitterly.

He didn’t expect it either.

The estrangement between the Saint Lady faction and the Holy Son faction.

Already so big.

Even to the point of open provocation.

But that’s none of his business.

He was a member of the Presbyterian Church.

Always in a neutral position.

For the power struggle between the Virgen faction and the Holy Son faction.

Never interested.

Next meetings.

It’s in this kind.

In an eerie and calm atmosphere.

Expand and end.

……

It was almost noon on the third day.

The central area of Bright Island.

On the square on the platform of the giant pillar.

There were 11 candidates for the Holy Son.

Stand on the square in the middle of the building.

Look at the three epic legendary powerhouses ahead.

They are also respectful.

The time is getting closer.

Brian spoke.

“Since there is no one else, let’s choose to start.”

“Panicked about what?

It is now before noon.

There is still half an hour.

Just started so early?

How do you know if there will be anyone? ”

Varissa had a look of nervousness and indifference on her face.

Begin to look up frequently.

Looking into the distance.

“It seems that our Lord Valissa.

I guess I’m waiting for someone.

Case.

Then wait half an hour longer.

Hopefully, the people you are waiting for will not let us down. Huh”

Brian sneered. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

Start closing your eyes.

Ignore it anymore.

Time passes minute by minute.

Valissa looked at the sky in the distance.

There was still no movement.

I couldn’t help but feel a little nervous in my heart.

Seeing this scene,

At this time, the candidates of the Holy Son below.

It is also one after another.

“Is Archbishop Varissa waiting for someone?”

“It seems that except for us.

Ask for flowers 0

And a formidable opponent. ”

“What a big face.

I don’t know who.

Dare to let us light the church.

Three archbishops. Wait for him here! ”

“Such a character, wait for the trial to begin.

Look, I don’t give him a dismount. ”

……

Just at the corner of Brian’s mouth sneered.

Just as he was about to make a mockery.

In the sky in the distance.

“Snap!”

A loud chirp sounded.

Followed by the distant skyline.

A black dot gradually grows larger.

From scratch, closer and closer.

Varissa looked at the griffin’s back.

A saint dressed in white, Emily.

His face also showed a look of relief.

And the other Son candidates.

He looked at Annan, who was holding the saint.

His face was a little gloomy.

“How daring! Dare to touch my Holy Daughter of the Church of Light! ”

“What is the origin of this man?

He was so close to the Holy Daughter. ”

“Damn it, the perfect goddess of the Holy Lady!

Actually have an object? ”

“My goddess, my heart is broken!”

……

Emily as a saint.

The face and figure are excellent beauties.

There are naturally many admirers in the Church of Light.

Usually because of identity.

Plus the original Holy Son Daniel.

Another senior licking dog.

Others can naturally only secretly admire.

Now they come to participate in the selection of the Son.

Just become the next Son of God.

There is equality of status.

I can also pursue it boldly.

Just when they looked.

Saint Emily was in her arms.

When two twin babies.

Instantly feel that the brain is dead and the person is numb!

There was a thick shock on his face.

And a look of disbelief.

The saint actually has a child?!

Or twins?!

How is this possible?!

… Just….