Fighter of the Destiny

As everyone knows, King Zhongshan was expelled from Kyoto. He only avoided death by the Holy Queen by pretending to be crazy. He had an extremely bad temper and would often kill someone if he disagreed with him. If it were Anwar in the past, no matter how peaceful his mind was, he would inevitably feel a little uneasy when facing the gaze of this mad prince, but that won't happen now.

Because she had felt His Majesty the Pope’s mind as vast as the sea of ​​stars and as warm as the sun at the closest distance.

His Majesty the Pope's will has always been with her, like holy light, so how could she be afraid?

She looked at King Zhongshan quietly, obviously not prepared to change her statement.

"Since that person is still alive, why didn't he come with you?" Dali Temple Qing frowned slightly, looked at her and said: "The god general was killed. What a big case this is, not to mention that he is also suspected, even if he is a witness , you should also be in court."

When it was confirmed that the owner of Cinnabar Pill was dead, what everyone wanted most was of course the prescription for Cinnabar Pill.

But now that it is confirmed that the person is not dead, of course his person is more important than the prescription.

Anwar said: "Due to important matters, he could not come here, so he wrote a letter specifically describing the situation that night."

When she was about to take out the letter, the extremely stern voice of General Cheng Tao came from the hall: "How courageous! I dare to fool you all with a letter. You must know that this is a major case, and the prince is... The imperial envoy came to the scene in person, who is this person, can he dare to resist the order?"

Anhua's expression remained unchanged and he said calmly: "Even if the prince really comes up with the imperial edict at this time, it is meaningless."

When she said this, her eyes fell on King Zhongshan.

The whole hall roared, and then there was laughter.

Everyone took her words as a joke.

But the King of Zhongshan did not laugh, even though Anhua's words were addressed to him, even though his words really carried an imperial edict.

There was another person who didn't smile, it was Tianhai Chengwen. The killing in the Snow Ridge that night was a plan between the Imperial Palace in Kyoto and the Tang family, and it fell on the young formation master. The person they wanted to find and kill was Chen Changsheng. This killing plot is very secretive. Even King Zhongshan and Tianhai Chengwen don't know about it. However, they have a very high status and have vaguely found out some information, but they can't confirm it until today. At this time, looking at Anhua's calm expression, he couldn't help but I felt slightly strange, thinking to myself, is it really like that?

The Minister of Dali Temple looked at Anhua and said mockingly: "According to your opinion, is that person the Pope?"

"good."

Anwar took out the letter, looked at the dignitaries in the hall and said, "This is the letter written by His Majesty the Pope. I wonder which of the adults is here to pick it up?"

What? A personal letter from His Majesty the Pope?

Is that person His Majesty the Pope?

The Minister of Dali Temple thought that he had heard wrongly, and it took him a moment to wake up, and then he almost fainted.

The rest of the people were no better, sitting in their chairs like statues, unable to move or make a sound.

A moment ago, the whole hall was full of people, but at this moment, the whole hall was completely silent, and the place became extremely quiet.

The extremely long silence was extremely depressing. People looked at each other with shock in their eyes.

I don’t know how long it took, but someone finally spoke.

Tianhai Chengwen's voice is still as low as ever, but if you listen carefully, you should be able to find some subtle meaning.

"You mean, the cinnabar pill was refined by the Pope?"

Anwar responded: "Exactly."

Tianhai Chengwen stopped asking questions and glanced at the Minister of Dali Temple casually.

These big shots are used to the ups and downs of officialdom, life and death in temples, they are all scheming people, and they will react quickly.

The Minister of Dali Temple patted the table, stared into Anhua's eyes and said coldly: "How ridiculous! His Majesty the Pope is the master of the palace, and he bears the hope of thousands of followers of the state religion. His kindness and benevolence are unparalleled. If the cinnabar pill really comes from His Majesty the Pope, His Majesty must have handed over the prescription to the state religion or the imperial court for refining in large quantities long ago. How could he ignore the tragic death of many soldiers on the front line and only provide one bottle a month? The villain of the imperial court!"

Hearing these words, Divine General Cheng Tao, who was frightened because he had humiliated His Majesty the Pope, felt much relieved, as did the rest of the people.

The situation of the military government's trial was constantly spread to the crowd on the street. After hearing the news, the crowd suddenly became noisy and shocked.

It turns out that the magical cinnabar pill was actually refined by His Majesty the Pope himself!

People rushed to the gate of the military mansion, blocking the street, shouting something.

But when the question about Dali Qingsi came out of the house, the street suddenly became quiet.

The words of the Minister of Dali Temple are very sinister.

If Anwar insists that the cinnabar was refined by His Majesty the Pope himself, how to explain this problem? In the more than a year since Cinnabar Pill appeared in the world, many people, especially those who had no chance to obtain Cinnabar Pill and could only watch their comrades, companions, and relatives die, have asked the same question.

Since Cinnabar Pill can regenerate bones and the living dead, why...why isn't that person unwilling to refine more?

At this time, the long street was silent, and countless people looked in the direction of the military mansion, also wanting to know an answer.

Your merciful Majesty the Pope, how can you bear to watch so many people die?

"I used to have the same thoughts as adults and people outside the government. I had a lot of confusion and even anger about this issue."

Anhua looked at the Minister of Dali Temple and said: "But not now, because I know that there is a medicinal material in Cinnabar Dan that is very rare and only His Majesty the Pope can provide it, so it does not make any sense whether the prescription is provided to the palace or the court, and everyone Yue can only successfully refine so much."

Hearing this, King Zhongshan narrowed his eyes with a hidden meaning, while Tianhai Chengwen also remained silent.

However, the Minister of Dali Temple didn't think about anything and said with a sneer: "I really want to know which medicinal materials are so rare in the world. Isn't it possible that there is no medicinal material in the Baicao Garden or in the Boiled Forest with such a quantity?" It’s so rare that only His Majesty the Pope can find it?”

Logically speaking, there is nothing wrong with his words, and they can withstand any scrutiny afterwards.

However, he soon learned that he had made an unforgivable mistake again.

Because Anwar started his own answer.

"Because that medicinal material is His Majesty the Pope's holy blood!"

Her face showed a look of pride and glory, and her bright voice echoed throughout the military mansion and fell on the ears of countless people.

"In order to save all sentient beings, Your Majesty did not hesitate to waste his life span and turned the holy blood into medicine. This is Cinnabar Pill!"

Whether it was inside the Songshan Military Mansion or on the streets outside, there were countless gasps and shocked whispers.

Then all sounds disappeared.

It was quiet on the streets and in the military mansion.

No one spoke for a long time.

Anhua's eyes flickered over the faces of the Dali Temple Minister and the other important people, and asked: "Now, do you have anything else you would like to ask?"

Still no one spoke.

King Zhongshan and Tianhai Chengwen looked at each other and saw the shock and vigilance in each other's eyes.