Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times

Yuan Jiuxiang blinked, and then said expectantly.

He originally thought that he would find Fang Fan by himself, but after thinking about it, he should pull someone.

He just rushed past like this, always feeling bad.

In all aspects, don't you have to follow it steadily?

Otherwise, if something happens, how will you deal with it?

Let Yuwen Hanlin be the vanguard in the front, and at least some landmines can be dealt with cleanly.

Everyone here actually has a little bit of their own thoughts.

It is no exaggeration to say that they are each having a ghost.

No one is a little sheep.

Maybe childhood is very simple, but it has been tempered in this big world for 100,000 years and millions of years, and it's still simple?

Just for who?

Simple is impossible to be simple, they are all a group of old yin ratios.

"what?"

"Go and pray to Fang Fan? Take refuge in him?"

"I am the Pope of the Temple of the Light Alliance! What a noble identity am I?"

"what?"

"Have you lost your mind?"

"You asked me to find him asylum?"

The Pope of Light, Yuwen Hanlin, suddenly became angry, and then roared one after another.

In any case, at this time, it is still necessary to maintain that poor self-esteem.

Yuan Jiuxiang was speechless.

Call? What do you call it?

Do you still know that you are the Pope?

The point is, what's the use of your current status as the Pope of the Temple of the Light Alliance?

Who cares?

If no one cares, aren't you just a sand sculpture?

Isn't that what happened?

Um?

It makes sense, I don't understand it, or what's going on?

You can't be like this all the time, it's really boring to look at.

"Your Majesty, now is not the time to say this!"

"Life is the most important thing!"

"Others who feel that dignity or something can be put down temporarily...for the time being."

"These... these are not the problems."

"Only alive can we have hope!"

"Your Majesty the Pope, the bigger picture is the most important thing!"

Yuan Jiuxiang took a deep breath, unable to resist the urge to curse, then licked his face and continued to persuade in a low voice.

At the very least, let the Pope get a little satisfaction in his heart, right?

Otherwise, this thing will not cooperate!

So frustrating!

After doing it, the mentality is in a state of short-term collapse.

bells and whistles, just messing around.

If it weren't for you having such a little use, I would have kicked you away earlier!

What the **** are you allowed to talk nonsense about here?

"Um!"

"The tutor you mentioned is fine."

"Indeed, if you can't even guarantee your life, it's useless to say a thousand words and ten thousand."

"Can you live just by taking refuge in that Fang Fan?"

"Hehe, not really!"

"Although there are many supreme demigods around him, isn't that demon slaughtered a demigod? But how? The demonic body that was seized by the **** of destruction was suppressed to death."

"Now you go and see, there is nothing left, only that puddle of blood proves the tragic situation here!"

"Hey!"

"It's miserable!"

"To put it bluntly, this is life!"

"To fight against fate?"

"Hehe, I don't know where the courage came from!"

"In the end, it can only be followed by a complete end."

"It won't make any sense."

"A depression will only follow a full depression!"

The sound of muttering followed, and then he couldn't help but sigh.

Bright Pope Yuwen Hanlin shook his head, he is very pessimistic now.

"Your Majesty the Pope, have you seen that, even at this time, that Fang Fan still has no intention of panicking."

"Doesn't that explain the problem?"

"If he really has no confidence at all, do you think he can still be so calm?"

"It shows that he is fully prepared."

"If you don't grasp such an opportunity, you will be completely cold."

"And this Fang Fan has been bathed in divine grace several times before."

"Even the goddess Athena came to the world to hug him, even... kiss!"

"So it has always been rumored in the outside world that this Fang Fan is the reincarnation of a true god!"

"I just thought it was possible before, but now, I'm sure this Fang Fan is the reincarnation of a true god!"

"Otherwise, there are too many things that I can't understand!"

"That way, we don't have to feel nervous and anxious."

"It's a good thing for us, a great thing!"

"His clothes are indifferent now, which shows that he has absolute certainty that he can control the audience!"

"Now we have no other way out, we can only find Fang Fan's shelter."

"At least, under the protection of Fang Fan, we still have... there is still some hope, right?"

"Otherwise, it can only be a dead end!"

"Your Majesty, the power of life and death is now in your own hands!"

"Your Majesty the Pope, you must not be slack and confused at this time!"

"Your Majesty, it's time to make up your mind!"

"Your Majesty the Pope!"

...

Excited shouts followed, Yuan Jiuxiang's ability to fool is also first-class.

As he spoke, he was a little moved by the tossing of the Guangming teacher Yuwen Hanlin.

"Yes."

"I've already seen everything."

"The so-called dignity and face are all indifferent to me."

"Did I care?"

"not give a **** about!"

"I even look down on life and death, what about my face, isn't it even more disrespectful?"

"Ha! Haha! That's the truth!"

"In this way, my heart gradually becomes much more relaxed."

"Um!"

"No problem! This is no problem!"

"This wave, just take it lightly!"

Pope Guangming Yuwen Hanlin rolled his eyes, then looked at the place where Fang Fan was, and walked slowly.

Yuan Jiuxiang followed behind and couldn't help but sighed in relief.

It was finally moved.

In fact, you want to do this yourself, and you have been chatting with me for so long, why are you pretending to be a big-tailed wolf?

"What are you doing?"

Seeing the bright pope Yuwen Hanlin and the first-class saint Yuan Jiuxiang coming together, Taishu Jie immediately became vigilant, and then glared at Yuan Jiuxiang and Yuwen Hanlin.

"what!"

"Is it Your Excellency Taishu Jie?"

"Your Excellency Tai Shujie, don't get excited."

"Misunderstanding, it's all misunderstanding."

"His Majesty the Pope has something to say to His Excellency Fang Fan."

"I also hope that Your Excellency Taishu Jie will make it easier!"

Yuan Jiuxiang hurriedly smoothed things out.

That's what he does.

This bright pope, Yuwen Hanlin, is still putting on a stinky air.

What a headache.

"Find me?"

"What's the matter?"

Fang Fan raised his eyebrows, feeling a little surprised.

"cough!"

"This Pope... This Pope wants to form an alliance with you and retreat from the enemy together!"