Can be a ghost! As the Pope, a life form of Stina, was born in a new existence in combination with the gods. If she could know how she was born, she would have seen a ghost.

If the former Celtic Natural Sect Pope Stina still exists, it is okay to say this. Can it be replaced by the current pope, and humans can still witness and recall their own birth?

The Pope's guarantee can only say that the memory of Stina's recombination and sublimation of the gods and mythical heroes was deeply retained in this body. When Yuan Tan asked about this, a switch between the Pope's body, mind and soul was turned on, and he had some instinct.

Simply put, the brain still has no idea how to do it, but the body instinctively thinks it should do it. How to say it? In this way, is the final product and the real perfection exactly the same, or the high imitation, or the relationship between free shipping of 9 yuan and 9 yuan? Who knows!

Anyway, no one in this world has seen the perfect product when it was born on the first day of the lunar calendar. The only pope who can be used as a reference cannot be sure what it was like at the beginning.

"Oh, that's good. We can try it first when we look back." Yuan Tan felt much more at ease when he heard this. What he was most worried about was that his wife didn't know what to do. As for the current result, it was already within the acceptable range for Yuan Tan.

"Yeah, yeah." The pope nodded and said, very confident. She is still very useful, especially in these strange things.

Wenshi didn't understand what her husband and her best friend were talking about. She felt very helpless. However, thinking about her identity, she was indeed a very ordinary noble woman, and there was still a gap between her and a powerful person like the pope.

"Yes, what is this thing for?" the Pope suddenly asked.

"It is used to deal with Rome." Yuan Tan said bluntly.

The current situation of the Yuan family is not only in resisting Rome, but everything else has been pushed back, and almost all the power is used to make Rome. However, Rome is happy and comes to flirt with the Yuan family every day, showing off his slutty expression, "Girl, I'll laugh at you, ha, I won't laugh, I will laugh at you."

However, no matter how humble Rome was, the Yuan family could not beat the other party. This is the real gap in national strength, and it is difficult to make up for it based on its performance on the battlefield. Of course, if Rome could defeat Song's stupid words, the old Yuan family might be able to make up for the gap in national strength based on its battlefield.

However, the Roman Empire was considered a classical imperial dynasty, so it was impossible to make such a fool's mistake, so the Yuan family has been living a very uncomfortable life.

For the first time, I have gained countless resources and received two joys overlapping each other. This double joy brings more and more joy. I should have received a dreamlike happy time, but why did it become like this!

It was all Rome's pot. Yuan Tan said that if Rome was a rooster or the size of the three European barbarians, Yuan Tan would fight them, but if Rome's completely illegal empire squatted beside him, even if Old Yuan gained double portions of joy, he would not eat anything delicious!

"Roman Empire!" The Pope directly supported the ground with both hands when he heard this, showing a severe injury, with great resentment, "Why didn't Rome get out? They didn't say they just beat it and left after tempering. They really hate it!"

"If you hate this, you can change it. Just tell the truth." Yuan Tan waved his hand and said. With the current situation of the Yuan family, it is roughly aversion to the Roman level, and with the Celtic situation, it is not aversion to it.

"Why haven't the Romans gone to hell yet!" The Pope said gritting his teeth. Even if it was a complex of evil gods, they were all Celtic, and their resentment towards the Romans was about to turn into substance. If this was a supernatural world, the Pope's resentment burst now would be enough to turn a human into a ghost.

"Hey!" Yuan Tan and the Pope looked at each other and sighed at the same time.

"Sure enough, the weak can only stay at home and scold the other person where they cannot hear it." Yuan Tan said softly, and the Pope nodded with deep emotion.

"I really want to blow the Roman dog's head." Yuan Tan said in a sigh. The Pope's head was like a chicken pecking at rice, with afterimages appearing, and nodding wildly.

"Okay, okay, let's put the resentment of Rome aside first." Wen clapped his hands and pulled back the attention of the two guys with common topics.

Yuan Tan and the Pope both turned around and looked at Wen, and Wen smiled and called the remaining maid to pass on the meal. "Let's talk about it after dinner. After all, the Roman Empire was a heroic man for a while. It was not easy for Yuan to have such a foundation. The so-called tree that is embraced grows from the thin layer; the nine-story platform starts from the pile of soil. I don't know how strong Rome is, but Yuan is stronger every day."

"Rome is also stronger every day." Yuan Tan stood up and said helplessly, "More importantly, Rome is faster than our Yuan family, and this is the most passive place."

As he said that, Yuan Tan walked towards his desk, but after taking two steps, he couldn't help but shake his head. He shouldn't have told Wen about these things, just keeping the family affairs.

For dinner with three dishes and one soup, Yuan Tan and Wen's dishes were in normal range, but when the Pope came, they were replaced with tea trays.

"Don't have a good appetite?" Yuan Tan dipped in sauce and ate the cooked Arctic shrimp. The taste was quite in line with Yuan Tan's taste. He looked up at the Pope in habit, but found that the other party was actually looking at Wen's house. Yuan Tan couldn't help but sneer. Wen's house's appetite was as the Pope said back then, you were not eating, you were raising a cat.

"Uh?" The Pope was silent for a moment, looking at the Arctic sweet shrimp piled up in the tea tray, emitting a fresh fragrance, and then looked at the side dishes and special sauces that were silenced, and then took a bite of the dishes away from the Arctic shrimp with difficulty.

"Where is the scale?" Yuan Tan suddenly asked Wen, and the pope's face turned pale.

Soon someone took the scale, Yuan Tan stood up and looked at it, and heaviered it a little, but it might be a problem with the winter clothes. Then he turned his head to look at the Pope. The Pope shook his head repeatedly and refused to put it on the scale. Yuan Tan couldn't help but touch his chin.

"I can't tell you, eat, I will assign you a job from tomorrow." Yuan Tan said after looking at the Pope. To be honest, Yuan Tan really can't tell where the Pope is fat.

"It's not good to waste. There are still many people in this world who are starving and cold." Wen also persuaded him immediately.

It really doesn't look different from Yuan Tan. Wen can see the changes in the Pope, but Wen thought that the Pope probably didn't gain weight because of eating randomly. To be precise, the Pope also ate this way before, and ate a lot of food every meal, but he never gained weight all year round.

The Pope really gained weight in the past two months. In fact, after thinking a little, Wen understood that what prompted the Pope to gain weight was actually the ancient gods and Bashes who had eaten recently.

"Eat quickly, don't waste it." Wen said comfortingly, then reached out to peel an Arctic shrimp for the Pope. Compared with the Arctic shrimp in later generations, it was larger. In fact, most seafood is larger than those in later generations. In addition, with the essence of heaven and earth, the size of some seafood will break through the racial upper limit.

How can I not eat the meat when I am fed to my mouth? I bit it off in a few bites, and then I can't control my hands and quickly swept the hill.

"There is something next, you two may need to go there." Yuan Tan said as he watched the pope finish eating a pile of Arctic shrimps like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves, picked up the soup bowl and drank the soup.

"What's the matter?" Wen asked curiously, and she actually needed to go.

"Prince Qinghe married Barak of Beigui. We need to send the chief to this matter, whether in terms of closeness or alienation or the current situation." Yuan Tan said calmly. When Wen heard this, he nodded while taking out a handkerchief and handing it to the Pope.

"I should have gone to the wedding banquet of Chu Zixie, but I could not leave Sizhao City at that time, and this time, I should have gone to..." Yuan Tan sighed and said.

Yuan Tan cannot go. Given the current situation of war between Rome and Yuan in Eastern Europe, Yuan Tan needs to sit in Sizhao City no matter what the matter is. No matter what major happens, he cannot leave the Yuan family's sphere of influence. This is a guarantee for his ministers as a monarch.

This is also the reason why the Yuan family and the Aristocratic League, which is very helpful in demonstrating its status, has been cancelled. The head of the old Yuan family now either goes to the front line or maintains the stability of the people's hearts in the rear force center.

"So you two can only take my place for me temporarily. In addition, this time it is my uncle who marrys a daughter, so it is considered etiquette to go by a woman from a large clan." Yuan Tan said to Wen. Wen nodded when she heard this. If she marry her daughter, they are considered as sister-in-law, sister-in-law, and sister-in-law's peers, which are very in line with the current etiquette.

"But this time there will be a large number of families going there. If the Yuan family sends others over, they may have to promise something. Our situation is a bit complicated now, hey." Yuan Tan sighed and said, "The more people live, they are getting tired. Although his father was scolded a lot when he was alive, at least he doesn't need to think about these intrigue things, nor do they need to shoulder the rise and fall of the Yuan family."

"So I will send you there and protect your sister." Yuan Tan greeted the Pope. In fact, Yuan Tan still doesn't know what the Pope is called.

"Okay, no problem." The Pope said indifferently. In her opinion, there would be no problem with Cao's guard.
Chapter completed!