Chapter 2385： that matter

Sheng Yiming felt that he was going to explode.

As one of the four elders of the Tiandi Sect, he watched Chen Fan kill Kong Yunlong under his own eyes.

For Sheng Yiming, this is simply the greatest shame in his life!

His anger was not because Kong Yunlong was dead.

It's that Chen Fan ignored himself!

When did the elders of the Celestial Sect, who is second only to the Pope, be so insulted by a junior?

We must know that although Chen Fan is also an emperor, it is even more possible to become a co-lord of the world.

But in Sheng Yiming's eyes, he was still a child with no hair.

A child, how dare to break ground on Tai Sui?

When the two confronted each other, if it hadn't been for the last moment that the pope suddenly spoke in his mind and ordered him to stop, Sheng Yiming's stubborn temper came up and even wanted to kill Chen Fan on the spot.

It is for this reason that Sheng Yiming is a little angry with the Pope.

He is notoriously bull-tempered and stubborn. No one cares.

As soon as I returned to the Tiandijiao, I went straight to look for the Pope and made it clear that I wanted an explanation!

At this time, the pope was meditating in his wing, and Sheng Yiming broke in without even letting the boy report it.

"boom!"

Rudely opened the door and walked into the pope's wing, but he had just walked two steps, and suddenly there was a strange ringing in his ear.

"Jingle Bell……"

Suddenly, Sheng Yiming felt as if he was in a mire, his body couldn't move even if he didn't listen.

Suddenly, the endless anger is exhausted. Don't extinguish it. Sheng Yiming finally understands that he is eager to come to question who is it!

"Sheng Yiming, doesn't anyone teach you the rules?"

The Pope’s flat voice came, and there was no joy or anger in his tone. Instead, he was still sitting cross-legged, without even opening his eyes.

For an instant, Sheng Yiming felt that his back was soaked with sweat.

He has almost forgotten, how many years he has not experienced such a sense of fear.

It seems that what I am facing is not a person, but a bottomless pit, which is chilling.

Especially since he is imprisoned at this moment and can't move at all, this deepens the fear.

Man is a knife, I am a fish!

"Sorry, the Pope, I was reckless before, but Chen Fan deceived so much that he killed Kong Yunlong directly in front of me!"

"He is your disciple."

Originally, Sheng Yiming's original intention was to come to the Pope to discuss an argument, but at this moment he completely changed his appearance.

Blame everything on Chen Fan.

The pope slowly opened his eyes, and in those Gujing Wubo eyes, no human emotions could be seen. They were very bright and energetic, but they always gave people a hollow and deep feeling.

"In front of the old man, put away your careful thoughts, don't the old man still know that you came to me to ask questions!"

"No, no, no, my subordinates dare not, the Pope is a lesson!"

Sheng Yiming explained quickly, ah, ah, did not dare to delay at all.

He has been with the Pope for hundreds of years, and he didn't know that the Pope in front of him was not as amiable as rumors.

Especially the calmer the feeling revealed in those eyes, the more heralding the ups and downs in the heart.

Fortunately, the Pope didn't seem to have any intention of continuing to pursue it. With a wave of his big sleeves, there was a ringing of bells again, and Sheng Yiming recovered his ability to move.

"Yunlong's dead old man already knows."

"His own fate is like this. The old man has already saved him last time. This time, I can't blame others!"

The pope's tone was still plain, and he could not tell that he had just lost his lover.

"As for you..." raising his eyes to Sheng Yiming, the pope continued: "Remember, that matter is imminent now, remember what you should do, and remember the mission of our Celestial Church!"

"In front of the mission, everything is vain. In front of the mission, whether it is you or me, you can sacrifice at any time!"

"thump!"

Sheng Yiming directly knelt down and crouched respectfully on the ground, hurriedly expressing that he would carry out the mission of Tiandijiao to the end.

It's just... he seems to be a little confused.

After feeling that the Pope didn’t seem to be as angry as before, he couldn’t help but raised his head slightly and asked in a low voice: “It’s just the Pope. Now that Chen Fan has almost been out of our control, I saw him today. At this time, Zhang Daoling was still following this son."

"Presumably it has been subdued by Chen Fan. If this is the case, I am afraid it will be very detrimental to us. That matter... can it be carried out as originally planned?"

When Sheng Yiming's voice fell, he suddenly noticed a strange smile from the Pope.

Originally Baoxiang's solemn face showed a twisted color.

"Unfavorable? Why did you say this? The stronger Chen Fan is, the more it proves that our line...has accomplished the task well?"