He looked at the pope on the bed with horror, and turned around and was about to run away.

But Pope Fan Zhen did not give him such an opportunity, and a beam of white light came out from his body.

The light poured into Zemo's body, and his seven holes began to shine. This state made him look a little like a light man.

The light didn't last long.

Soon, Zemo, who was pierced by the beam of light, calmed down and his eyes gradually returned to clear light.

"Mr. Zemo, what happened inside?"

At this time, the other guards outside the door had already heard the movements in the room and started to ask questions.

Zemo looked at the pope on the bed and suddenly spoke:

"It's okay, Pope Mian turned over and moved his body a little.

Just guard it well, I'm here, it doesn't matter."

"Yes, thank you for your hard work, Lord Zemo."

Zemo's eyes were not confused, but after saying these words, he slowly walked to the side of the pope, knelt on one knee on the ground, and looked at the pope.

"Mr., is there anything else I need to do?"

Pope Fan Zhen glanced at Zemo expressionlessly and shook his head with some difficulty.

"Not yet, wait."

"yes."

The light in the pope's hands became dimmering. These lights did not dissipate, but gradually condensed and turned into a small ball of light in the pope's hands.

How to say this light ball? If Lu Luo were here, he would definitely be very surprised.

Because this thing is very similar to the Netherworld Fire.

Their traits are almost exactly the same, and the only difference is their attributes.

The light ball gradually condensed and turned into the size of a glass bead.

This form is much smaller than the Nether Source Fire Seed that Lu Luo obtained before.

"Zemo, open the window a little."

"yes."

Zemo obediently came to the bedside and opened a not-so-large gap.

The light ball in the pope's hand also flew out at a very fast speed.

After doing all this, Pope Fan Zhen breathed a sigh of relief with difficulty, but at this time, a smile finally appeared on his face.

"Bai Qingshuang, you can't wait! Qi Xinzhu will become your poison."

The range of the inner ring is not large, and the speed of the light ball is very fast, so Qi Xinzhu, who was listening to the content of Yuluo's report with Wan Jing, soon had a sense.

"This feeling...is the teacher?"

"Qi Xinzhu, what's wrong with you?"

Wan Jing, who was standing by, asked strangely when she saw Qi Xinzhu looking at the window on the other side.

"Sir Wan Jing, I feel the teacher calling me."

"Your teacher? Pope's crown?"

Wan Jing felt a little incredible. At this time, the Pope had already been bedridden. How did Qi Xinzhu feel it?

But just when she wanted to refute, the not-so-strong but very prominent power of the holy light also appeared within her perception range.

"Is this power really the Pope?"

The light ball suddenly broke through the window, and before everyone could react, it got into Qi Xinzhu's palm that had already been raised.

"Forehead!"

The light source entered the body, and the seven holes of Qi Xinzhu burst out in an instant with a light that was dozens of times stronger than before Zemo.

At this moment, she was like a light person!

At this time, there were a lot of people in the conference hall, and Qi Xinzhu's current form seemed a bit strange.

Not just weird, it should be described as holy and sacred.

It is like a holiness that belongs to the Dawn Church, and it is the saint that the church should support!

"My Holy Light!"

Many believers looked at Qi Xinzhu at a loss. At this time, the news about Yu Luo seemed to be no longer important.

The matter of punishing Lu Luo can also be temporarily put on hold.

After all, there is nothing in the church, it is more worthy of their happiness than seeing the Holy Light in person.

"Qi Xinzhu, Lord."

Some devout believers actually knelt on one knee in front of many people in front of Qi Xinzhu.

This is all their hearts’ wishes, because the Qi Xinzhu is too holy and pure now.

This state is what they are ideal.

"Saint Madam."

"Saint Madam."

The crowd was bustling with people kneeling down.

This made another group of people who did not feel the holiness of Qi Xinzhu or who were unwilling to express it even though they felt it became embarrassing.

Wan Jing was also very embarrassed at this time. After all, what Bai Qingshuang asked her to do just now was just looking forward to Qi Xinzhu.

"How are you? Xinzhu?"

Qi Xinzhu, bathed in the light, slowly absorbed this energy.

She was not in a hurry to speak, but felt where the source of this energy was.

Soon, she returned to normal state, and she turned her head and looked at Wan Jing.

"I'm fine, Lord Wan Jing, but I may have some other things to do now, and I may have to lose my companion."

Wan Jing frowned slightly, and Bai Qingshuang made her look at Qi Xinzhu.

In Wan Jing's understanding, this kind of optimism is to try not to let Qi Xinzhu leave her sight.

So, should I follow Qi Xinzhu now? Or let her leave?

"Oh, hehe, although I don't know what happened to you just now, I can feel the power of the holy light growing in your body.

You must have had some opportunity or enlightenment?

There are not many opportunities like this, I understand very well."

Wan Jing said, then turned her head to look at the others.

"Everyone, the priest Qi Xinzhu seems to have had some enlightenment in the attainment of the power of holy light. I don't think we should disturb her like this.

Let the priest Qi Xinzhu understand this opportunity well.

Maybe she will become someone closer to the Holy Light.”

The knelt down naturally had no objection at this time. They still looked at Qi Xinzhu with a pious look on their faces and shouted loudly:

"Give me a visit to the Saint."

Seeing the change in attitudes of these people, Wan Jing frowned slightly.

Qi Xinzhu's state in front of him has obviously completely changed the inner thoughts of some believers.

Fortunately, not many people saw this scene, and I wonder if it will have any impact on Bai Qingshuang's rule.

This ability, this pure light, may be the chosen one.

Does this situation also have anything to do with the Pope's power just now?

Wan Jing didn't know, so she could only continue to observe.

Qi Xinzhu was still very grateful for Wan Jing's actions, and she nodded slightly at Wan Jing.

"Thank you, Lord Wanjing, then I'll leave first."

"Go."

Qi Xinzhu left, and the meeting room was about Lu Luo and Mu Fei's arrest, and it was still going on.

But Wan Jing's thoughts had already left with Qi Xinzhu's departure.
Chapter completed!