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"Sister~ Don't be fooled by him, don't bet with him." The Pope of Light behind her suddenly became extremely nervous again. For the evil demon king like Cao Jingluo who was pregnant, the best way was to hide away from him, ignore him, don't see him, or even think about him. Go to the gambling game with Cao Jingluo, no matter who wins or loses, the result would be deeper and deeper.

"Please call me God's Messenger." The envoy of God looked back and glared at the Pope in a cold look, and said dissatisfied, "Uncle the Pope, does this envoy of God have to be approved by your consent to do anything?"

"Sir God, no, you misunderstood." Pope Light was not afraid of anything, just because his sister was fooled by Cao Jingluo again, and said helplessly, "What I mean is that our Holy Lady of Light is very good in terms of cultivation and qualifications. However, after all, she is a major and aided student, and she suffered a great loss in the trial of Light... It may be a little difficult to win the cunning disciple of Cao Jingluo. If she loses, wouldn't she have to..."

While he spoke, he looked at the Holy Maiden of Light serving Daier and sighed in his heart.

At this moment, the envoy of the Divine Dianer was too lazy to deal with Pope Guangming, but said coldly to Cao Dapao: "I'm participating in this bet, do you have no objection?"

"No objection, no objection." Cao Dapao touched his nose and said bitterly, "It's just Lulu, who will lose too much if he participates in the bet." It's not that he looked down on Lulu, the Saint of Light, but in the extreme battle of the trial of Light, Lulu, who specializes in training and assisting, will suffer a loss.

"I just ask whether you agree or not." Dai'er's messenger sneered.

"Agree, agree." Cao Dapao nodded quickly, "Dai'er, you can do whatever you want."

Wang Yan, who was standing beside him, was a little amused. Uncle Pao, Uncle Pao. Can we be a man have some backbone? Aren’t you known as a young woman killer? Are you a master of picking up girls? You usually play all kinds of routines, so why are you cowardly at critical moments?

You can be tough and domineering? It's so embarrassing.

However, they have already compared with the ascetic monk Nini, so Wang Yan doesn't mind adding another Saint of Light. Anyway, the main enemy in this battle is the ascetic monk Nini.

"Since that's the case, I believe everyone doesn't mind adding another emperor to the bet." Pope Light carried his hands on his back and said with a stern look, "I sent the Holy Son Wright to participate in this game. Whoever wins, will take the representatives of the other three and practice hard for a year. Wright, do you have confidence?"

The Saint Son Wright wore a shiny knight armor, carried a two-handed warhammer with the light shining light, and said with a stern aura: "Be confident." As he spoke, his eyes confidently passed by Wang Yan Nini and the Saint Lulu.

For the Saint Son Wright, the biggest obstacle is the ascetic monk Nini. But even so, he was not afraid. How many years of asceticism and hardship have given him the confidence to defeat anyone with all his peers.

Although Nini has good cultivation, she has just gone down the mountain and has definitely not had enough combat experience.

"Haha." St. Bernard laughed, "Don't worry, the Pope's crown. In the next year, I will train the Son Wright well, and hope that he will become one of the strongest Popes in history in the future."

Pope Light carried his hands on his back and said with a demeanor: "In fact, no matter whether you win or lose, I want Wright to go to the Alps to practice hard for a year. At that time, I will ask Lord St. Bernard to take the most severe measures."

He knew that the abyss world was constantly accelerating its overlap with the earth's plane in four-dimensional space. In the next few years, the strong men in the abyss world will continue to tentatively attack the earth, and even a war that concerns the survival of the earth will break out at any time.

As the mortal enemy of the demon of the abyss, the Holy See is definitely the first to bear the brunt of it, and he must accelerate his growth.

"It's easy to say." St. Bernard looked as if he had won, and smiled so hard that there were a few more wrinkles on his face. In his opinion, Saint Wright must train well, after all, it is the pillar of the future of the Holy See.

Saint Lulu, you must take good care of it. As for that little brat, Wang Yan, hehe...

Wang Yan, who was beside him, was creepy by Saint Bernard, but he was speechless. You said you should just take the trial of light well. Why did you do so many troubles? Uncle Pao, Uncle Pao, I, Wang Yan, are really convinced by you.

"Xiao Yan, do it well. Even if you can't get the first place, don't rank the last." General Director Han Hongbo said in a voice transmission.

Obviously, even Director Han Hongbo is not optimistic that Wang Yan can win the ascetic monk Nini and the holy son Wright. In his opinion, Wang Yan can indeed have unlimited potential. However, it has only been more than a year since he entered the super power world. If he is given another year or two, it will be hard to say who will win.

"Oh! What a pity, it's a pity that the timing of the trial of Light is wrong." Han Hongbo sighed in his heart. However, he also understood that if Wang Yan's strength could crush the members of the Vatican of Light and win a huge chance, the Vatican of Light would never invite Wang Yan to participate in the trial of Light to ask for a slap in the face.

"Xiao Yan, Uncle Pao believes that you will definitely create miracles." Cao Dapao also sent a voice to Wang Yan, and his voice was full of magnetic encouragement.

For a moment, Wang Yan was a little stunned. Unexpectedly, Uncle Pao was really so confident in him? By the way, how could such a powerful person like Uncle Pao fight a battle that was unsure! He probably used all the bait first and waited for the fish to take the bait before using his trump card.

Haha, Uncle Pao, you are so bad.

But I like it.

"Uncle Cannon." Wang Yan was relieved and said happily, "The trial of light is about to begin. You can use the hidden tricks you have prepared for me. Don't be polite." He thought in his mind, what kind of tricks will Uncle Cannon be hidden? Will he prepare a god-level pill to increase his skills immediately by a hundred years, and kill gods and Buddhas.

Or, Uncle Pao prepared a magic weapon for himself, which instantly made his combat power soar several times.

Just when Wang Yanyi was lewd, Cao Dapao looked back at the voice transmission with a puzzled look on his face and said, "What a secret trick? Fight well, don't think of so many messy things."

"Uh... Uncle Pao, aren't you? You didn't prepare a big move for me. Why are you so confident in me to be the first? Why are you doing a bet with someone?" Wang Yan was shocked, and his little heart jumped up nervously. He muttered to himself with guilt, could he be really cheated, right?

"The monk Nini and the saint Son Wright are not ordinary people. Even the saint Lulu have a very strong foundation, otherwise Dai'er would not have let her participate in the gambling battle. If you want to win the first place, you can only go to the luck of the ****." Cao Dapao said leisurely.

Wang Yan was stunned, and felt like a thunder thunder was hitting his head. Uncle Pao, are you kidding me? I am your only disciple. Could it be that terrible old man is really going to be brought to the top of the Alps for a year to practice?

And seeing that old man looked like a loyal dog who obeyed the orders of the Divine Envoy, he would definitely not mind that the Divine Envoy, who had a distorted psychological participation, also participated in the special training guidance...

After that, I will definitely be tortured to death.

"Uncle Pao, I won't play anymore." Wang Yan said with a sad look on his face, "You know that my chances of getting the first place are slim, but you still offered to make a bet. Isn't this a trick to kill your disciple? How could you be a master like this?"

"Baby apprentice, Uncle Pao still loves you very much. Uncle Pao does this to encourage you to realize your potential. What if your small universe explodes and you directly block the gods and kill the gods, and the Buddhas and kill the Buddhas?" Cao Dapao looked at Wang Yan with a smile and said, "Okay, okay, don't think too much. Even if you want to withdraw from the competition now, it's impossible. What's more, just lose. There is no smooth road in this world? Men, after falling down, they get up and pat the dust and continue walking forward. Besides, letting your enemies train you well for a year will be of great benefit to your future growth. Uncle Pao is for your own good!"

Go to yours for my own good.

Wang Yan's tears were almost falling. It was obviously a crime you committed when you were young and energetic, but he wanted me, the poor disciple, to help you pay off your debts. In the next year, your life will probably be really hard to bear.

"Old Wang, please beg for the change." Gao Mingyue, a colleague of the State Council, ran over with a serious look on his face and patted him on the shoulder, saying, "When you are locked up for special training, I will take time to visit you."

Wang Yan took a breath of air conditioning, Sister Gao, why have you learned bad things? Also, you are not visiting here, you clearly want to see a good show.

Lei Hong also came over and patted Wang Yan's shoulders extremely rare. There was a hint of sympathy in his cold eyes.

"Come on Uncle Wang, Miaomiao believes you can do it." Sun Youmiao waved her fist and began to cheer Wang Yan up. Her watery eyes shone with the light of trust in the Brynblin land.

"Miaomiao is better, it's not wasteful that uncle is good to you. Uncle will definitely work hard and strive to get first place." Wang Yan felt quite comforted. At the critical moment, he could tell who was the most caring little cotton jacket.

Sun Youmiao is young and simple, and she is full of admiration for him and Wang Yan. Even in such a huge loss game, she showed absolute confidence in Wang Yan without reservation.

The most precious thing in the world is this simple girlish heart. Wang Yan's heart was inspired, like a warm current flowing through it, extremely comfortable.

"Uncle Wang, you misunderstood." Sun Youmiao blinked her big moist eyes and said innocently, "Miaomiao believes that you will be able to survive that year of hell. Miaomiao will study hard at home and wait for you to come back obediently. Come on, uncle~"

Wang Yan's head was dizzy and shaking. This dead girl must be revenge. Some time ago, she took several blood maids around the world, just to let her study hard at home and wait for her to go back.

I didn't expect that this retribution would come so quickly!

Is there any caring little cotton jacket in this world?
Chapter completed!