I Am Not the Supreme God

Bonnieville didn't know how long Tang Chuan had been here, and even suddenly came back to his senses, and realized that when he came, he should have let him deliberately discover it, otherwise he would never notice it.

Tang Chuan slammed Fang Qiu, without taboos, obviously mixed with ridicule and curvaceous Bonnieville.

If other people dared to do this, they would have been crushed by Bonnieville's desire to control, even without her doing it, naturally someone would let the offender evaporate.

But this mysterious shopkeeper is definitely an exception. Early Bonnieville treated him modestly. The main reason was that he was strong and mysterious enough to be awed by himself.

But after a long time in contact with this person, Bonnieville completely changed him.

The mysterious shopkeeper who possessed such power should have been suspended above the nine heavens, beyond the reach of mortals, and had to be in awe, unable to question.

From this person, he can't see the aloft that should be at all. Compared to the gods, he is more full of humanity, and even more human than himself.

After many exchanges, the traits that this person exudes no longer make him feel awed. Instead, he can always put down his pretense of being superior in communication with him, and get shocking enlightenment from just a few words.

This is the only man who vilified himself positively, but made himself unable to refute and disgust him.

"Those who dare to blaspheme the spirit and your majesty in the Papal Palace shall be burned by the holy flame!"

Some people reprimanded Tang Chuan for his blasphemy. They didn't know if they wanted to flatter before the Pope, or they were really angry, and they stretched out their hands to suppress Tang Chuan in court.

Tang Chuan stepped back without a trace, and escaped the man's capture, "Why is this man so unqualified?

After hearing this, everyone wanted to vomit blood. You are in the Pope’s Palace, in front of the gods, and you slander the Pope, but you actually say that we have no quality.

Although I don't know why His Majesty the Pope has never spoken, this is definitely an opportunity to express his position and flatter Bonniville.

Everyone is a god-given person, and the power bestowed by the gods burst out, and Tang Chuan will be taken down directly.

But there is only one exception, that is, Archbishop Wuyi who has always been silent.

According to common sense, he is definitely the most loyal person to the Pope. The outside world refers to him and the Great Knight in Silver Armor, who has not come today, as the right-hand man of Bonnieville.

He was originally the one who should kill Tang Chuan immediately, but the power that was about to move was directly dissipated in the strange eyes of His Majesty the Pope.

Archbishop Wuyi recalled that day.

He and Yin Jia were reporting to His Majesty the Pope in their halls. Suddenly, a man’s voice came from behind the Pope’s palace, in Bonnieville’s bedroom, without the slightest awe.

The voice of a man.

There is no awe.

Isn't it the same as the person in front of me?

Memories of the tone I heard at the beginning, the degree of overlap with the strange man in front of me, is as high as 90% or more.

Those who were able to enter His Majesty’s palace without regard to her majesty, and who were forgiven, seemed to be forgiven no matter what, they were not the ones who could rashly deal with.

"enough!"

The divine power of Archbishop Wuyi exploded, but it was not aimed at Tang Chuan.

Instead, he suppressed all the power of other people. He took a deep look at Tang Chuan and scolded everyone, saying: "This is in the palace of the Pope. How can you allow you to do it arbitrarily? His Majesty has not yet spoken. You dare to slander. Act of!"

Archbishop Wuyi is still majestic, and he is also a frequent visitor to the Papal Palace, Bonnieville's left hand. This title is not easy to come by.

His power caused this group of selected elites to disintegrate and retreat directly, and then came back to their senses. He and others seemed to have been irritated by this person invisibly, and the act of grabbing merit was indeed a little too artificial. Then one after another saluted Bonnyville and pleaded guilty.

"Ask His Majesty the Pope for forgiveness, it is really in our ears and eyes that there is no room for others to blaspheme you."

"We are not deliberately acting rashly, please forgive Bonnieville."

Bonnieville sits high in the Pope's chair, glamorous and generous, but now there is a trace of unknown in his eyes.

This meaning was captured by Archbishop Wuyi, and the misunderstanding in his heart deepened.

He had a majestic expression, but he dared not look at Bonnieville's eyes, and he didn't want to pretend to guess the secrets of His Majesty the Pope.

Bonnieville's lips lightly opened, and said, "Wait, you stay."

As he said, using the Pope's scepter, he pointed at Tang Chuan in the air.

Everyone saluted again, obeyed the command to retire, and cast "you deserve it" eyes at Tang Chuan.

However, this one didn't seem to feel that the time of death was approaching, so he dared to talk nonsense here.

"If I stay or not, it's not you who have the final say. Please don't talk to me in this tone next time."

Everyone was shocked, what else could they say, they could only write a big admiration on their faces, and then reported to Tang Chuan with a look of death.

The scolding that was about to blurt out, in the strange eyes of Archbishop Wuyi, choked in his throat.

"We retire."

Archbishop Wuyi, Bonnieville's left hand, didn't even dare to put one fart, and directly took the rest of the people back.

After sneaking out, he didn't look back or listen to these people's complaints and compliments. He chose to stay away from the Papal Palace. He didn't want to say anything, and silently went home to recite the mysterious scriptures.

In the hall, only Bonnieville and Tang Chuan remained.

Those people guessed that Bonnieville would make this person regret coming to this world and the picture did not happen.

On the contrary, His Majesty the Pope did not feel sullen, and said lightly: "Long time no see."

Tang Chuan looked at the magnificent Papal Palace and said, "It's not long for me. I noticed that you seem to have tried to summon me several times."

Bonnieville nodded and said: "Apart from the gods and you, no one can give me enlightenment, but the way you came this time really surprised me."

Tang Chuan was noncommittal, saying: "This is my freedom, because I am strong enough."

Bonnieville chuckled softly: "It's true, but please don't do this next time, it will damage my image."

Tang Chuan walked up the ladder step by step ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and walked towards the pope's chair at the highest point, and said: "I am not obligated to help you maintain a high image. If you have to have a hierarchy, I think we should exchange positions. Let me overlook you."

Bonnieville watched Tang Chuan walk step by step, and smiled: "It really should be, but you shouldn't covet my position. Privately, we can switch roles and even sit in this chair together, as long as you want."

Tang Chuan bowed slightly and looked at Bonnieville, who was sitting still. He found that the woman's face was really thick, with emotions called awe, tension, shyness, and anger. He could not see a trace of it, perhaps because he was used to it. In spite of his own slander of her, Bonnieville remained unwavering from beginning to end, and had no choice but to take it as he pleased.

Tang Chuan straightened up, walked to the house behind the palace, and said, "I am very short on time, and I am not interested in your seat."

Bonnieville smiled when she heard the words, she threw her pope's scepter casually, and the heavy solid scepter rolled twice in the air, and then it was suspended on the Pope's chair as if it was held by something out of thin air. .

She flickered and swayed, and in the next moment she left the Pope's chair, her long skirt like a cloud like a waterfall, and followed Tang Chuan's footsteps into the house.