This night.

The man and Ji Changan chatted on the rooftop for a night and told many short stories.

The man told Chang'an that the reason why his memories in his early years were chaotic and disordered was that there was a problem with his existence base back then, but fortunately, it was discovered by the man in time.

Well, so don’t be surprised and panic if you encounter situations like “I don’t remember it clearly, but I did it myself” in the future.

The most important thing is to keep calm!

Ji Chang'an nodded absent-mindedly.

He doesn't care much about these things.

Then he asked the man a question he had always cared about.

Did Lin Luoran know them before?

The man did not answer him, but just squinted his eyes and patted his shoulder with a smile, telling him that he had to find the answer by himself.

In addition, in order to comfort the little thoughts that might appear in the boy's heart, the man made an exception and told him a little.

From beginning to end, Lin Luoran was looking for Ji Chang'an.

The first ray of morning light pierces the darkness, and the sun seems to rise from the distant horizon, scattering the sunshine all over the city.

Ji Chang'an, bathed in the soft sun, stared blankly at the rising sun in the sky.

This is the first time in the past half month that he has seen the sun rise from the east of the city.

A big hand was gently pressed on the top of his head.

The man who stood up at some point laughed and laughed at the projection of the sun that manifested here according to his wishes:

"Chang'an, I really raised my hand to take off the sun on the dome of the sky, twisted it at will, and looked like a plaything in my palm!"

The boy looked up.

The golden sunlight outlines, like a man with a layer of gold edges on it.

Unspeakable spirit.

It seems like I have returned to the oldest vast years.

...

At this time, the final prelude to the East.

There are six hours left.

...

“We’re here.”

Andes Vig, the high priest of the Naga tribe with an old face and a human head and a snake, was now staring at the huge bronze door in front of him with a scorching eyes.

He suppressed the unparalleled excitement in his heart, tremblingly stretched out his hand, gently stroked the golden words engraved on the bronze door, slowly closed his eyes, and said with a sad expression:

"After a thousand years, we finally found this holy land. In order to find this place, my teacher disappeared into the endless sea."

"I never thought that in the end, this holy land would be hidden under the jurisdiction of our tribe..."

Xu Xiaoyu stood quietly and obediently next to Teacher Gu. At this time, when he heard the sigh of the "old man", he immediately thought of the classic saying-

Looking back suddenly, right behind you?

He stuck out his tongue, looked up at the door that was about a dozen small fish in height, his eyes full of surprise.

But gradually, his eyes became more and more confused and curious.

Those golden symbols on the door...

Why do you feel like you have seen it somewhere?

It seems... Ji Changan taught him handwriting when he was a child!

Xu Xiaoyu suddenly widened his eyes, subconsciously held his breath, staring at the words on the door without blinking.

The golden symbols engraved on the door seemed to be jumping in the boy's eyes.

...

The final prelude to the East is now open.

Four hours left.

...

The border between the North and the East.

The Patriarch, wearing a white luxurious robe, looked cold and stern.

Standing not far from him was a gentle man in a black robe holding a book in one hand, and a little girl was followed by him.

"Bang."

The man in black robe closed the books and looked at the old man in front of him with apologetic expression:

"Sorry, I was so fascinated by it that I didn't notice that the old and weak Patriarch actually came here."

Wearing a white robe, he is the contemporary Patriarch of the Vatican and the leader of the Heresy Judgment Institute - [Dragon Slayer] Beowulf.

And the man who is qualified to intercept this man and block him at the junction of the North and the East.

Of course, it is the evil dragon in the northern border that kicked off the path to dusk at the end of the last century.

【End dusk】Nidhog.

Beowulf coldly looked at the man in front of him who seemed gentle and elegant, but was actually extremely despicable, and used all kinds of means to attack the Holy See.

He asked suddenly:

"You really want to sit down and watch Chen Fusheng step into the dusk path. Aren't you afraid that one day he will compete with you for the end?"

Abandoning his original name, the man who claimed to be Niedhog gently stroked the girl's hair beside him and said with a gentle smile:

"His Excellency Patriarch was joking, I never thought about competing for that position."

"What I have thought from beginning to end is to wipe you, the dregs from this land, and to completely penetrate you into the abyss of hell, and never crawl out forever."

"The road is not open today, so Patriarch should go back home, otherwise the Holy See would lose the only one [Kings] in the open."

He said lightly, his smile was quiet and gentle, as if the flowing clouds shining with golden light in the sky, but in his words it was as cold as a prison!

That kind of hatred that never ends.

It permeates every word.

It seems to be visible to the naked eye.

Even though he had long known that the relationship between the two parties could never be mediated, Beowulf's pupils still contracted due to the man's words, and the coldness of the heart condensed in his heart.

"You will die in front of me!"

Beowulf, who quickly adjusted his mind, suppressed his anger and his tone was calm and cold.

The man in black robe smiled slightly and did not speak again.

Watching this Omatsu return as soon as possible.

The eyes of looking into the distant sky are leisurely and scattered.

"Why didn't you kill him? He's alone now."

The girl who was well-behaved and holding a black robe with a small hand suddenly asked.

The voice is lazy and hoarse, and with a touch of charm that makes people feel itchy when they hear it, which is completely incompatible with her appearance.

The man in black robe shook his head and said:

"It's very difficult, and there's almost no need to think that he dared to leave the Holy See alone and head for the East, carrying at least a 'holy object' passed down from the mother tree."

The girl raised her eyebrows slightly, and her simple action made her show an indescribable charm.

It is hard to imagine how disaster will be when she grows up.

"Even if I add it, it's not enough?"

The man in the black robe said lightly:

"not enough."

"You don't understand how terrifying the 'holy object' passed down from the mother tree is."

"You don't even know what a great existence the mother tree is."

The girl pouted and said unhappily: "A big tree that has lived for a long time can be as great as my grandfather at most."

The man in black robe smiled and looked up at the canopy of trees that stretched into the clouds in the distance, saying:

"Eros, do you know why your grandfather, who loves you the most, has been saving you in the future?"

Without waiting for the girl to answer, the man asked and answered:

"Because he dared not."
To be continued...