The female disciples who had bad intentions towards me started fighting among themselves

In such a huge Demon Palace, isn't there a single servant?

"Okay."

His Highness the Pope clapped his hands, a little excited on his face: "I just heard that you want to give me a gift. What is it? You should know that I am the Pope of the Demon Cult, and I am in charge of the entire South Posuo Continent. I have seen all kinds of rare treasures, so you have to be more thoughtful about the gift."

"Too, too close!"

Seeing that the Pope's face was about to touch his master's face, Wen Youqing's alarm bells suddenly rang, and he squeezed out from between the two people, interrupting their conversation.

He said to the Pope with a serious face: "Your Holiness, please know the etiquette."

"Oh, you must be Wen Youqing."

The Pope was obviously not disturbed by her words. He just pinched Wen Youqing's cheek with a smile.

"I thought you were cute when I saw you from such a distance before, but I didn't expect you to be even cuter when I saw you up close. Such a pretty girl, would you come to our Demon God Palace when you have time? Did you know that the pet cats we raise in the Demon Cult can do backflips?"

Wen Youqing: “?!!”

No one has ever told her that His Holiness the Pope is a social bully!

However, the Pope's words praising Wen Youqing's cuteness just now hit the nail on the head in Wen Youqing's heart. At this moment, she was so overwhelmed by the praise that she forgot everything else.

Therefore, what she just said had been perfectly resolved by the Pope, and even at this moment, the Pope was still rubbing her tender cheeks.

Wen Youqing: “!!!”

Bad, bad woman!

Her Majesty the Pope is definitely a bad woman, otherwise this would not have been possible!

Master, you have to be careful. Don’t be fooled by this bad woman!

Faced with his disciple's warning, Jing Yan could only sigh helplessly, thinking to himself, you have become someone else's toy, how can you still have the nerve to make such a hint?

He just shook his head, walked up to the Pope and looked at him.

asked:

"Your Holiness, what exactly do you want to do?"

201. The clever Wen Youqing fell into the trap set by the bad woman!

"Ah...what do you mean by that?"

The Pope frowned. "As the host, shouldn't I invite you to the dinner and show you around the Holy City?"

She pointed her finger forward and said with a smile, "Or do you know how to enter my Demon Palace?"

The sutra says: "......"

There seems to be some difference between the Pope in front of him and the mysterious woman who looked down upon millions of people. Originally, Jingyan thought that the Pope would be the kind of taciturn, highly skilled, and a mystery man who would chop people if they disagreed with him. But now, after seeing him, he is actually a little... cute?

He shook his head: "Your Holiness, are you usually like this... um... like this?"

"You mean you're just as talkative? I guess so."

The Pope stood on tiptoe and patted Jingyan on the shoulder:

"Don't worry, because here we are outside the Demon Palace, there won't be so many eyes staring at me, so feel free. I will definitely not talk so much when I return to the Demon Palace... So what do you mean by asking this question? Don't you like my current way of doing things? If you want me to change it, that's fine. Would you feel more comfortable if I talk to you in the style of a gentle older sister?"

The sutra says: "......"

What is this?

"You have to know that the Pope is very bored. The celebration is finally over, the guards are relaxing their guard, and the ministers and the army are busy with the expedition. What's wrong with me running out to have some fun?"

The Pope glanced at the scripture, then bent down and looked at Wen Youqing, who was puffing up her cheeks in anger, with a smile: "Little sister, do you want candy?"

"Master taught me since I was a child that I can't eat food from strangers!"

Wen Youqing said angrily: "Also, don't be so close to my master!"

"You call this intimacy?" The Pope narrowed his eyes and said gently, "Fortunately, I didn't change into a gentle older sister style, otherwise you would come and beat me up, so scary~"

The sutra says: "......"

Okay, I take back what I said before about the Pope being a little cute, she is clearly being a bitch.

"Alright, looking at the expressions on your faces, you two can't stand being teased at all." The Pope clapped his hands and muttered softly, "Let's go."

Jing Yan and Wen Youqing were stunned: "Where are we going?"

"Of course I went shopping."

The Pope turned around and asked in confusion: "Otherwise, it's only afternoon now, and the dinner is not ready yet. Why don't you go shopping?"

"I feel genuinely uneasy about the demon tribe being ruled by you."

Jing Yan could only speak helplessly.

After Ji Qixue turned her back, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

For her, the Pope who has been in charge of the evil cult for a thousand years, it is not difficult to use different methods and wear different masks to deal with different people.

She would put on an air of superiority in front of her ministers.

He will appear to the people as a wise ruler who cares about the people and the country.

And she naturally had her own intentions when she showed this in front of Jing Yan and Wen Youqing.

After all, the relationship between them was unknowingly brought closer by her using this method. In the other party's subconscious, the image of the Pope who was originally difficult to get along with was gradually fading. They were confused by Ji Qixue.

Everyone wore a mask, but Ji Qixue just had a few more.

"Then you don't have to worry about it. Our demon sect is thriving."

Ji Qixue said casually: "This is an unchangeable future."

"Alright alright."

Jing Yan waved his hand, and felt that the woman in front of him was a bit tricky, so he looked at Wen Youqing beside him: "How about we accompany His Majesty the Pope for a walk?"

"Tsk...I will listen to Master."

Wen Youqing looked at Ji Qixue warily and said with some caution.

"Okay, little sister, don't be so sad all day. I won't steal your master from you."

After hearing what Wen Youqing said, Ji Qixue put her arm around her shoulders and said, "If you frown any longer, it won't look good. This is the advice I, a mature woman, will give you from experience."

"You...you, what are you talking about? You won't steal my master."

Wen Youqing's cheeks turned red instantly. She didn't expect that the Pope could see through her thoughts, nor did she guess that he would speak so bluntly.

The girl glanced at the man in white robe beside her and was relieved to find that he still looked normal. She glared angrily at the woman who had her arms around her neck.

"Oh? Did I see it wrong?"

The Pope's eyes were like ripples on a pond reflecting at night, with a little glimmer. She suppressed her smile and whispered in Wen Youqing's ear:

"I still remember that there was a story in our Demon Sect where a pope fell in love with his master, and they eventually overcame all difficulties and lived together for the rest of their lives... I must have seen it wrong just now, just pretend I didn't say anything."

"Wait a moment."

Wen Youqing was intrigued by the Pope's words and wanted to learn from this senior how she did it.

After all, she is the Pope. The difficulties she has to overcome are definitely much more difficult than mine. If she can succeed, then doesn't it mean that I can just learn a few basic skills and then openly embrace her as my master?

"You...can say that."

But she couldn't pretend to be curious, otherwise her true intentions would be exposed.

Just like that, it would be best to act as if you are just a little curious and it is okay not to listen!

As expected of me, the clever Wen Youqing!

Wen Youqing secretly praised himself in his heart.

"Oh... well, forget it. It's too long. I'd better not talk about it anymore."

But who would have thought that the Pope had no martial ethics. He raised his head slightly to think, and soon shook his head: "Anyway, it was my illusion before. I thought you had some thoughts about your master... I misunderstood."

"Keep your voice down."

Wen Youqing hurriedly covered the Pope's mouth: "I have liked listening to stories since I was a child. You should tell me, no matter how long it is, I will listen."

hum.

Did you take the bait so easily?

Ji Qixue laughed secretly in her heart, but she didn't say anything: "Forget it, I'm very thirsty now. If I have a cup of pear soup, maybe I will feel better, and if I feel better, I will tell you a story."

"you......"

Wen Youqing was stunned and found that she had fallen into the other party's trap, but due to her curiosity about the story, she could only grit her teeth.

"Okay, I'll buy it for you."

"I also want to eat sugar-powdered hawthorns."

"I'll bring it to you on the way."

"I also want glutinous rice cakes sprinkled with mung bean powder!"

"Don't go too far!"

"That's all. I'll tell you after I finish eating."

"Keep your word?"

"Of course, I am the Pope, and I cannot take back my words."

The Pope patted his chest.

"You...just wait for me, I'll buy it for you!"

......

Jing Yan, who was standing aside, scratched his head in confusion.

What did they talk about? Why did their relationship suddenly become so good?

202. Beginning

In short.

Even if Wen Youqing were to live again, his methods and strategies would not be as good as those of the Pope.

Poor Wen Youqing was played around by Ji Qixue.

“This pear soup is delicious.”

Ji Qixue took a bite of the stewed crystal white pear. The red dates and white fungus had been stewed for a long time, and it was sweet and soothing to the throat. With just one sip, she could suck the juice into her mouth.

"Sure enough, the pear soup cooked in the bustling city has a little more flavor than the one cooked in the Vatican..." Ji Qixue squinted her eyes and asked Wen Youqing beside her happily, "Do you want to taste it?"

"Just drink it yourself."

Wen Youqing glanced at her, took a bite of the glutinous rice cake in her hand, and skipped to Jingyan's side.

"Hey, Master, this is what Youqing bought for you."

She handed another bowl of pear soup to Jingyan.

"Hey, isn't that the glutinous rice cake I ordered? Why did you eat it first?"

Ji Qixue looked at the glutinous rice cake that Wen Youqing had taken a bite of, and spoke hurriedly.

In the Demon Palace, she consumed carefully selected nourishing delicacies every day. Snacks like these sold by street vendors were considered junk food that was harmful to health in the eyes of the royal chefs. They could only fill one's stomach but could not mobilize one's true energy for cultivation, so they were completely useless.

So Ji Qixue had been longing for this glutinous rice cake for a long time. Today, she could finally eat the delicacy she had been longing for, but she didn't expect that someone had got there first!

"Why are you looking at me? If you want to eat, go buy it yourself."

Wen Youqing returned Ji Qixue's glance and took another big bite of the glutinous rice cake: "Tell me the story first, and I'll give it to you when you're halfway through."

"How can you tell a story halfway? Besides, you've already eaten this one. How dare you let His Holiness the Pope eat something you've already eaten!"

Ji Qixue said with her hands on her hips, then ran to Jing Yan and stretched out her palm.