The Arrival of Elves: A laboratory was blown up at the beginning

The saint looked at the chair coming towards her, her mind went blank with fright, and she stood stiffly motionless.

It took several seconds for him to react, and he immediately put his head in his hands, closed his eyes and shouted.

Her series of actions made everyone around her stand in shock. In the end, Miaomiao stood in front of her and stopped the chair with telekinesis.

Miaomiao felt the force of the chair flying over and looked at Su Liang curiously. This trainer seemed different from others!

Su Liang finished kicking the chair and stood there, looking coldly at the screaming saint, thinking about his next plan.

Now, no matter what the relationship between him and this saint was on the surface, they were definitely on bad terms in private.

Su Liang turned his eyes and felt Miaomiao's gaze. He glanced at it casually without saying anything. Miaomiao had Gengar watching over him, so he didn't need to pay more attention.

He focused more on the sturdy men surrounding him, but they made no other moves for the time being.

The saint screamed for a while, and then realized that she had not been beaten, so she opened her eyes tremblingly, and saw that the chair had been blocked long ago, and Su Liang was standing opposite, looking at her with a smile in his eyes. Not smiling, as if with a hint of ridicule.

The saint was so angry that she immediately pointed at Su Liang and shouted angrily: "Go, all of you, catch him!!!"

"I want him to kneel down and apologize to me!!!"

Su Liang looked at the people gradually surrounding him, his expression unchanged, but his feet quietly moved forward and back, and at the same time he tapped the ground with his toes, signaling Gengar to get ready.

The saint looked at the actions of the bodyguards, sneered, and directly commanded her Miao Miao, "Miao Miao, phantom light."

"Meow~"

Miaomiao called softly, her eyes lit up, and the phantom light hit Su Liang straight.

Su Liang almost laughed angrily. He didn't have any deep grudge against this saint.

Su Liang quickly looked around, raised his feet on the chair next to him, and jumped over the wall, avoiding the phantom light.

When he turned around, he saw that there was no anger in the saint's eyes, but a dark color. Even the expression on her face became fake, and her whole person was like a doll, which made people shudder.

Hiss, it seems that this saint is not simple!

Su Liang thought about the current situation, stopped dodging, and directly called out Geng Gui.

"Geng Gui, shadow ball."

Three purple-black shadow balls attacked different places from Su Liang's feet.

One target was the Saint, but it was blocked by Miao Miao. The other two flew towards the bodyguards standing around.

Su Liang didn't mean to hurt anyone, so these three shadow balls were easily blocked.

After Miao Miao blocked the shadow ball, the saint stopped her previous unreasonable behavior.

She stood expressionlessly behind the smoke, looking at the Gengar in front of Su Liang, assessing its level.

It's a pity that Gengar's level is visually higher than Miaomiao's.

She looked around. Due to the previous attack, the bodyguards' elves had also been released. However, seeing their elves, the saint felt her heart choke and she almost couldn't breathe.

Their elves turned out to be a group of rats, and they were not their own people. These people were too unreliable. What kind of elves were they?

"Damn it, so is this Holy Son. I didn't expect him to be so strong. It's different from the information. It seems that the plan can't start with him."

Thinking of this, after the smoke cleared, the saint put away all inappropriate expressions and showed her previous arrogant and angry look again.

"Hmph, my highness has something to do today, so I'll let you go this time."

After saying that, he turned around without hesitation and walked out with the people.

Su Liang didn't stop her. He looked at the saint's figure thoughtfully.

Just now, the saint thought that there was smoke, so no one could see the expression on her face. But unfortunately, the place where Su Liang was standing just now happened to avoid the smoke.

So he saw all the changes in the expression on the saint's face just now.

Su Liang raised his hand and rubbed the elf ball around his neck a few times. It seemed that this holy religion was not of the same mind.

He also noticed the lack of dedication of the bodyguards. He had never seen a bodyguard whose elves were all Radha's. This was too perfunctory.

Will, who had just received the news and rushed over, watched with a blank expression as the saint led a group of people and walked away proudly.

After sending His Highness the Saint off, Will turned his attention to the conference room. The Saint's clothes had not changed much. Thinking of this, he rubbed his hands happily. It seemed that the Son and the Saint were having a good chat. There should be no changes. Fight.

"His Royal Highness the Holy Son, how was your conversation with His Royal Highness the Saint?"

Will asked as he gently pushed the door open, thinking he would see some indescribable scene.

"This……"

Will looked at the messy conference room and was speechless for a moment. This was indeed indescribable, but this was not what he expected.

Will looked distressedly at the broken vases, seats, and the extremely expensive table on the ground.

Su Liang stood aside and looked at Will's tearless expression. He raised his eyes and suddenly felt relieved.

Well, sure enough, my own happiness still has to be based on the sadness of others. The ancients do not deceive me.

Su Liang looked at it for a while and suddenly thought of a question, "How was I taught in the Holy Religion?"

Will paused while inspecting the damage, and turned away from Su Liang's sight with a guilty conscience.

"What, how did you spread it?"

Su Liang looked at his evasive gaze and knew that the rumors about this Holy Son in the church were probably very outrageous.

"Speak." He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Will impatiently.

"Just, that's what I mean, you are a strong person, but some people say that you are not strong, so you don't dare to return to Islam." Will said this, and simply summed it up, "Anyway, you can say good things or bad things. All."

"But everyone only passes it on privately, and no one dares to mention you publicly."

"What about the seven bishops?"

When mentioning them, Will hesitated, but gritted his teeth, "I don't know much about the seven bishops here, and they rarely mention you."

Su Liang pressed his forehead and sorted out the information he already had.

Judging from the saint's performance, she probably didn't just come here to see me, the saint, this time. She probably came to spy on my strength, but who asked her to come here is still open to question.

Judging from Will's words, most people in the Holy Religion do not understand the Holy Son.

From this point of view, as long as the pope does not come out, he can use his identity as the Holy Son for a long time.

"Um, His Highness the Holy Son,...His Royal Highness the Holy Son?"

When Will saw that Su Liang didn't respond, he called him twice weakly.

Su Liang came to his senses and asked, "Is there anything big happening in the church now?"

When Will received the response, he frowned and thought for a while, "When it comes to big things, there is one."

"I heard that the teaching seems to be preparing for a selection recently. This selection requires everyone to go back."

"Selection?" Su Liang's eyes turned, "What selection?"

Will shook his head, "I don't know, I don't have enough authority. These things are all handled by the bishop."

Su Liang asked curiously: "So are you ready for the selection?"

Will shook his head, "You haven't been back for a long time. I don't know that there is... some chaos in the church now."