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Wang Yan fainted, Uncle Pao, when did you break in? Moreover, since you went abroad, can your dress be a little more formal? Don’t make it seem like you just came from a convenience store. This is too disgraceful to our Chinese people.

Also, the name of that little Feifei...

Wang Yan's heart couldn't bear it anymore, and his eyes curiously glanced back and forth between Uncle Cannon and Pope Light. It seemed that the relationship between them was more complicated than he thought.

There must be many, many unknown stories.

The one who has something similar to Wang Yan is Sun Youmiao. She is deeply influenced by the modern network CP culture in China. She even covered her mouth with shock and gossip in her eyes. She had already imagined all the plots, and she was still very ups and downs and exciting.

As for what story she was thinking about, only she knew.

This is not the first time that the Saint of Light has seen such a scene, and his expression is very calm. During the Chinese New Year, the Yan Zun was so silly that he refused to leave the Holy See. The look and fantasy of the peerless master had long been shattered.

During this process, of course, the most shocked person in the heart was the ascetic monk Nini. She widened her pure eyes and looked at Uncle Pao with a gaze. Is this the master mentioned the great devil of the Flame Lord?

How could it be like this? It is completely different from what I imagined.

The Great Demon King of Flame should be wearing armor burning black flames, with green faces and fangs, and ferocious spirits. He sat on the demon throne made of countless dead bones, and then drank human blood and ate human flesh...

What's wrong with this uncle who is bearded and scumbag? Not only can't tell the temperament of a big devil, but he doesn't even have the aura of a master.

The others looked curious, but Pope Light was so angry that he was told by Cao Dapao's words that he said angrily: "Bastard, what do you think of my Holy See Kingdom? You dare to trespass without notice!!! Also, you are not allowed to call me Xiao Feifei."

Cao Dapao shrugged calmly and said innocently: "Facts have proved that as soon as I report, you will start the National Protection Formation to welcome me. Xiao Feifei, we are old brothers for sixty or seventy years, so let's forget about those false gifts. We haven't seen each other for almost half a year. Come on, have a drink."

While he was talking, he took out two packs of peanuts brought from the convenience store and placed them on the table. He took out a few more bowls of sea brows and frowned: "Oh no, I came in too hurry and forgot to bring wine." But he immediately bounced his fingers on his own and said with a smile, "The Holy See is rich in the foundation, and I don't need to bring wine when I have too much wine in the cellar.

"I only entertain distinguished guests for my good wine, not evil guests." Pope Light was so angry that his chest was fluctuating.

"Little Feifei, I know you're stingy." Cao Dapao smiled, flipped his hand and picked up an old oak barrel. "So, I just went to the wine cellar and got a bucket of randomly."

The Pope of Light was as if struck by a lightning, and was dumbfounded on the spot, and his heart was as violent as the sea of ​​turmoil. This is the best red wine that the Holy See has treasured for more than 400 years!!!

Looking at the good wine sealed with the mark of light and treasured for more than 400 years, the heart of Pope Light is bleeding. Although the Holy See of Light has a long history and a rich heritage, there are very few rare and rare products like this that have been treasured for hundreds of years.

Rare treasures like this are hidden in the most secretive and most strictly protected cellar. They use the light magic array to maintain temperature and humidity at all times, and they have to turn over buckets every year!

Even the Pope of Light has no right to open it at will. Only when encountering the Centennial Holy Book, the New Pope's crown, or someone is promoted to the SS level, can they start a bucket and celebrate the commemoration.

He had only tasted twice in his life. Once in the Centennial Book, and the other was when he was crowned. But there were still many years before the next Centennial Book. Unless he was promoted to a demigod, he was qualified to start another bucket.

So, Pope Light was so shocked. How did Cao Jinglei, a bastard, sneak into the cellar? He also shamelessly said that he could take it casually. There was so much wine in the cellar, so you could take it casually?

"Bang!"

Cao Dapao casually slapped it down with his palm, and the mark of light was broken, and red wine filled the white bowl like a rose. As soon as the wine and the air came into contact, the rich and mellow aroma of wine filled the entire palace.

Seeing this scene, Pope Light felt a heartache as if he had carefully cared for his precious daughter for half her life and was pulled to the bridal chamber by a vulgar mountain king. His face turned pale, his chest was fluctuating, and his hands holding the scepter of Light were rattled, and his bones rattled.

If he hadn't been able to beat him, he would have gone on with the mountain king with one ruling.

Not only Pope Light, but even Wang Yan felt distressed for the Pope. The oak barrel was full of ancient and long-lasting atmosphere, and the wine was thick and mellow, obviously not ordinary people. Uncle Cannon, can you not drink the broken sea bowl you can come at home?

"Little Feifei, come on, don't be polite, drink the rare good wine together." Cao Dapao would be so proud of others, carrying the oak barrel and pour several bowls, "Lulu, Miaomiao, and my precious apprentice, all come over to drink. Hey? Why is this little girl dressed as a monk? Xiao Feifei, your Holy See is too good at bullying people. Come on, let's drink a bowl together."

The ascetic monk Nini was a little confused. The great devil of the Flame Emperor actually asked her to drink? Well, this wine is so fragrant. Should I drink it or drink it? No, it is because of the temptation of the demon. I, Nini, must not be fooled.

When Yan Zun appeared at this time, how could Pope Light believe that he had not received news from Nini? He said with a stern face: "Yan Zun, are you going to interfere in the internal affairs of my Holy See's Holy See?"

Cao Dapao hurriedly laughed and said, "Nothing is wrong? Xiao Feifei, you know that I am the lazy person. This time I came, mainly because I heard that my apprentice was going to participate in the trial of light, so I would like to encourage him and cheer him up. Xiao Yan, do you think so?"

Wang Yan was stunned, and it sounded quite like that. However, with Uncle Pao’s urinary nature, he has always implemented a policy of freeing up his apprentice. No matter from any angle, Wang Yan felt that Uncle Pao would not be full and had nothing to do to cheer him up. With that skill, Uncle Pao would rather hook up with a few big girls and wives in the convenience store.

"Thank you, Master, for cheering up for your disciples. I am full of energy." In front of outsiders, Wang Yan felt that he should give Uncle Pao more face and saluted with a respectful look.

Pope Light did not believe it at all, but he was helpless to Cao Jinglei. Since he had already sneaked in, the National Protection Formation could not have any stopping effect on him.

It would be a joke to drive him away with words. With Cao Zhengluo's face, even if we drive him away a hundred times, he would not leave.

Forced each other?

That is even more impossible. Even if he wears this complete set of Light Holy Artifacts, he can't beat him. If he gathers people to beat him up, he won't be able to do anything about death or injury. Everyone is essentially an ally, and isn't he a mortal enemy of life and death?

Although Pope Light was extremely reluctant to appear in the Holy See, he was helpless to the extremely thick-skinned Cao Jinglei.

"You have been encouraged." Pope Light waved impatiently, "You can get out now, let's say this barrel of wine will be given to you." He looked like he was driving a fly with great impatiently.

"Xiao Feifei, what you said is so hurtful to me." Cao Dapao took a bowl of red wine with a sad look on his face, and ate peanuts one by one, "We are brothers after all, and I'm here, so you have to entertain me to the Holy Land as a guest, right?"

This sentence seemed to step on the tail of the Pope of Light, which made him change his heart: "Impossible, it is already the limit of my tolerance for appearance in the Holy See. Cao Zhengluo, don't force me to turn against me."

Cao Dapao didn't care and said with a smile: "Xiao Feifei, don't be excited. There is a reason why I want to enter the Holy Land of Light this time. Look, my disciple went to the Holy Land of Light to participate in the Trial of Light. If I don't encourage myself, how can I be a role model?"

Be a role model?

Wang Yan rolled his eyes secretly. No matter how many words heard, he felt extremely harsh. If he took the most irresponsible master from the whole world, Uncle Pao thought he was the second, probably no one dared to recognize the first.

The Pope of Light did not believe in this at all, and said angrily with a stern face: "No, I will definitely not allow you to enter the Holy Land of Light."

"Xiao Feifei, brother doesn't like to listen to you." Cao Dapao was drinking the best red wine and chewing peanuts leisurely, "Don't think I don't know the little thoughts of your Holy See. They suffered my losses in the past, but now they have put all their efforts into making a comeback on my apprentice."

"Hmph!" Even though Pope Light was dissatisfied, he did not deny this thought.

"Actually, it's normal for people to turn things around." Cao Dapao said with a relaxed and comfortable look on his face, "If my apprentice loses under fair conditions, it's that his skills are not as good as others, and we are all convinced."

"Cao Jingluo, are you questioning the character of this emperor?" Pope Light was annoyed and his eyes became sharp.

"As a brother, of course I believe in your character. However, this matter not only concerns the reputation of your Light Holy See." Cao Dapao's expression also became solemn. "My Chunyang lineage is also well-known. My apprentice is still young and has a short time to enter the industry. Sometimes I don't understand it if I suffer secret losses. As a master, I naturally have to worry about him."

Wang Yan fainted and thought to himself, Uncle Pao, do you still know the face of the Chunyang lineage? However, even if Wang Yan was killed, he would not believe that Uncle Pao had to enter the Holy Land of Light for himself. There must be something he cared about in it...

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Chapter completed!