"Bishop Brand is now imprisoned in the arbitration center, waiting for Pope Ni's decision."

Elder Yat wiped the crumbs on his beard and said, "Although Bishop Brand has committed a crime, he has worked hard and made great contributions over the years and should not be killed easily."

"Don't kill?" Wang Xiaofeng snorted, "Why keep that guy if you don't kill? His meal can be worth the food of hundreds of you. What are the delicacies, delicacies, shark fins, and black fungus? You ask him that meal is less!"

"Bastard!" Yat's row of tabletops scared the two elders around him to choke and cough. Based on the principle of respecting the elderly and loving the young, Wang Xiaofeng hurried over and hammered the two old men. When he turned his head to look, he saw that Yat was gone.

You're dead, old thief, this time, Wang Xiaofeng smiled grimly. Such a scumbag is not enough to calm the anger of the public. The old pervert made him feel disgusted when he thought about it. Besides, he is already hostile. Such a person with high power cannot be killed for a moment, so he can only raise a tiger and eventually become a big disaster.

The two old men thanked each other repeatedly, and their favor for the new show of the Holy See. Wang Xiaofeng said he didn't dare to do so and ran back to continue eating.

As soon as Yat left, Wang Xiaofeng didn't know if he was right now. Huo Sier, who was not in a priest, was staying pitifully outside the door, which made him feel a little reluctant. Based on the principle of not being wasted, Wang Xiaofeng quickly solved the food in the bowl, which made several elders embarrassed to bring their food, meaning that he asked Wang Xiaofeng if he didn't eat enough.

These old people are all very cute, breaking the original definition of the word "elder" in Wang Xiaofeng's heart. There are still many good people in the world, so you can't let a piece of mouse shit break a pot of dead pork soup.

"I'm full, elder, you can eat it. I haven't eaten this kind of home-cooked meal in a long time." Wang Xiaofeng sighed repeatedly. The charming meal was much higher than this. "Eat slowly, I'll say goodbye now."

"Let's take a look around in the city. Holy Light City is the most prosperous city on the mainland. Enjoy and feel the brilliant victories achieved by our ancestors over the past ten thousand years."

"Well, I can," Wang Xiaofeng replied calmly, reached out and held the steamed buns left by Yat in his palm, and bowed to the group of old people who were seeing off.

An elder raised the white flour bun in his hand, but never shouted that way to stay. "Look at how hungry he is, we can suffer ourselves, not the future of the Holy See. I suggest that the salary and treatment of the Suifeng priest! He is qualified to enjoy the treatment of a full meal!"

"This matter is under the jurisdiction of the Arbitration Office," the Holy Light ruling the beard with a handkerchief and responded calmly, "But I will report this to the Arbitration Court..."

Huo Sier stood under the huge stairs, greeted the knights and elders who were coming and going, and teased intimately with the girl who was interspersed like a butterfly. This kid was very chaotic in the Holy Light City.

Wang Xiaofeng slowly walked down the stairs, and the soft steamed buns he held in his hand made him sigh in his heart. He didn't know when or what influence he was. He always thought that the Holy See of Light should be fanatical believers, praying non-stop; the person headed by the Pope uses faith to control everything of the believers. In his original impression, the men and women walking on the street should hide themselves in their cloaks, and the Holy See would be very cruel to block the thoughts.

But there was no such thing as he was in an ordinary city. Except for the white-toned long skirts that were mostly white, the whole city was still full of vitality. When he walked out of the central part of the city, the other places were even more lively and ordinary, with good public security and people's joy. The PM2.5 in the air was completely better than the most livable cities.

Wang Xiaofeng smiled and handed the steamed bun to Huo Sier, who was moved to tears.

This is not an ordinary steamed bun, it is the best "food" that the priest took out by the Holy Light Judgment, and only those light elders who are known for their stinginess in the Dawn Continent can enjoy.

Seeing Huo Sier solemnly take out a handkerchief and wrap the steamed bun, fold it carefully and put it in his arms, Wang Xiaofeng was full of lust for a moment.

"What kind of life do you live? Isn't the Holy See the richest organization on the mainland?"

"There is indeed such a saying," Huo Sier saw Wang Xiaofeng sitting on a unicorn and rode his horse to follow him. "The Holy See is the richest organization, but most of the charity money raised was distributed by the Holy See to poor corners in the mainland. Most of the remaining wealth needs to support countless troops and maintain the operation of churches in various places, so these elders will be more frugal on weekdays."

"Otherwise, according to their qualifications and grades, the treatment they want to enjoy will force the Holy See to collect taxes on believers."

"Given donations?" Wang Xiaofeng shrugged, "You believe this thing. Not to mention whether the money you allocated can be used on the edge. How many of them will be exploited at all levels? Only ten or one percent of the ones that can be in the hands of believers."

"This is absolutely not allowed in the Holy See," Huo Sier pondered, "A similar incident occurred in a cathedral. The city of Holy Light allocated money to relieve the drought and was greedy by local bishops and clergy at all levels. The matter was exposed by believers... The bishop was tied to a stolen rack and was tortured to death. The local clergy were implicated, at least he did not report the crime of blasphemy. He was exiled to the extreme north."

Wang Xiaofeng blinked, "So cruel? Or do you want to kill a warning to hundreds to do a face-saving project?"

"Sir, please do not question the loyalty of believers and clergy from all over the world to the goddess," Hosier retorted, "we have the most faithful faith."

"Yes," Wang Xiaofeng sighed, "The gap is just because of different beliefs. People can pursue or encourage themselves while living, which is better than the walking dead."

"My lord is right!" Huo Sier flattered, but he could hear the affirmation in his words, although he didn't quite understand what Wang Xiaofeng meant. Isn't the Walking Dead a Dead?

Wang Xiaofeng shook his head and smiled, but he didn't care. The two of them were walking under the hill of the temple and embarked on a leisurely journey of seeking flowers and willows in the streets and alleys.

He was leisurely here, but his brothers and women were launching wave after wave of attacks, directly beating Shen Ke into a paralysis. The video of five thousand people returning to the city collectively was placed on the forum, and he suddenly had a great reaction.

In just a few hours, the Ten Thousand People Guild was directly defeated by the Heaven and Earth Association.

A discerning person naturally ignored the cause of the incident and analyzed the results of the incident, but did not see the kind people in it sighed that this was a tragedy caused by a golden horse.

The entire guild was seriously injured. On the forum guild page, Shen Ke welcomed the withdrawal from the meeting**.

What's worse is the Jade City Guilds that have been suppressed, bullied or disobedient by Shen Ke have taken action one after another, beating the dogs and seizing the leveling points and resource points controlled by Shen Ke. But these Guilds are slow to take action. Li Sanmo, who has not been asleep all night, has already planned every step, and even the Shen Ke Guilds are probably defeated and the time for collective return to the city is calculated.

If the Heaven and Earth want to gain a foothold, the most stable way is to expand its sphere of influence bit by bit, and the fastest way is to force a guild of similar size and accept it completely.

Li Sanmo not only took the lead in resource points, but also dug up the life players of the Shenke Guild in advance with high salaries. But even at this moment when the money is falling and scattered, those life players who are restrained by a contract must belong to this guild, but if the guild is disbanded...

"Old Bai, it's not very moral to do this."

The Demon Saint of No Sutra rarely expresses his opinions, but this time he still spoke against him in the hotel suite.

"There is always someone who takes the blame. I will do this evil man." Li Sanmo smiled disconcertedly, "Don't worry, arrange something for them to tighten the outside and then let them pinch the inside. When they feel that this guild cannot be kept at all, we will acquire it at a low price and finally transfer it at a high price. The difference will still hold all the players in their hands."

"Damn," Yu Luo asked weakly: "How can you transfer it at a high price with a low price?"

"Let your brother send an apology statement and solemnly promise that there will be conflicts with the Shenke Guild in the future in the territory of Emerald City. Such a large guild with high exposure will definitely attract the attention of many consortiums."

"You are so sinister."
Chapter completed!