At noon, the hot sunshine pours down, and the Xujiahui Church bathed in the sunshine gives people a sacred feeling.
Under the sun, the two crosses on the top of the Gothic-style church scatter light; from a distance, the disc-shaped reliefs look like Roman clocks, which are complex and gorgeous; there are many stone carvings on the roof and exterior walls that resemble the Son of God, pure and pure.
And peaceful.
Outside the church, those believers who came because of the arrival of Saint Monica were still waiting at the door.
In the church, the believers, including Susan, still participated in the mass hosted by the archbishop with devout faces.
On the top floor of the church, in the first room under the Holy Cross.
The white robe on Saint Monica's body and the white gauze on her face have long since fallen off, and the sacred brilliance on her body has also disappeared.
At this time, she was curled up in Chen Fan's arms like a contented kitten.
The sunlight shines into the room through the stained glass and shines on Monica's flawless white skin. You can clearly see the blush and fragrant sweat flowing on it. There is no trace of holiness on that beautiful face.
Some of his expressions were just charming, and his eyes as blue as sapphire showed a blurred and satisfied gaze.
Looking down at Monica, Chen Fan felt that Monica was a pain for all men living in this world.
She has a tall figure that is typical of Europeans, with perfect curves. Her pores are not as large as those of ordinary European women, and her skin is white, tender and delicate. Because she has practiced swordsmanship since she was a child, her physical strength and flexibility are not comparable to that of ordinary women.
, that little waist twist can make any man crazy!
What's even more terrible is Monica's identity.
The identity of a saint is enough to satisfy any man's dark desires.
Chen Fan is no exception.
Especially in a church, under the Holy Cross, with tens of thousands of believers worshiping outside the church, doing that kind of thing with Monica...
"Butcher, many times I feel that those crazy seven days two years ago were the sweet dreams given to me by God." Monica's voice was gentle as she curled up in Chen Fan's arms and touched the scars on Chen Fan's body with her white and tender fingers.
And temptation: "It wasn't until I saw you again at the Knall Family Castle in London that I realized that it was not a dream God gave me, but a gift God gave me - you are the greatest gift God has given me!
"
"Aren't you afraid that old man God will send people from the Inquisition in your dream to send you to the stake?" Chen Fan stroked Monica's long golden hair and secretly lamented that he and Monica were too crazy, especially
Monica, as if going crazy, turned all her thoughts and love into passion, and that passion almost melted Chen Fan.
Monica smiled charmingly: "God is merciful, and he will not blame his servants."
After the words fell, Monica's white and tender hands gently held the gun that Chen Fan was using, and then while Chen Fan's body trembled slightly, she slowly squatted down on her chest, opened her sexily, and...
The lips of * stretch out the fragrant tongue of *...
In the room, the smell of corruption once again replaced the sacred.
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At two o'clock in the afternoon, Monica put on the white robe and veil again, covered with divine brilliance and with the pride of a saint, and left the church amid the worship of the believers.
After Monica left the Vatican with her followers, those believers who came here specially because of Monica's arrival also left one after another.
Susan, who was walking among the crowd and attended two Masses, still had an indelible excitement on her face - she was jumping around like a happy bird as she walked.
Although she was still excited, but compared to when she first met the Saint, Susan had regained some of her senses at this time. She instinctively felt that today's events were too strange, and gave Chen Fan a strange look: ""Idiot, you don't know how to do it.
Do you really know the saint?"
"Yes, I know you."
Looking at Susan's happy look in the sun, he recalled the madness with Monica in his mind. Perhaps because of a feeling of guilt that filled his heart, Chen Fan did not choose to lie to Susan.
"real?"
Even though Susan had some doubts that Chen Fan knew the Saint, when she saw Chen Fan nodding in recognition, Susan was still shocked, and her big, smart eyes widened.
"Really." Chen Fan stroked Susan's hair guiltily and said softly: "Shanshan, when we get married, can we go to St. Peter's Basilica in the Vatican and let the Pope personally preside over our wedding?"
boom!
When she heard Chen Fan's words in shock, Susan felt like there was a muffled thunder in her ears.
She didn't know what it meant to have the Pope preside over the wedding in St. Peter's Basilica, but... in her memory, it seemed that no one had ever been treated like this.
The royal princes and princesses abroad have not enjoyed it, nor have the descendants of the legendary ancient nobles. Even the members of the Rodchilds family, who are powerful enough to have an impact on the world structure, have not enjoyed that kind of treatment.
.
Under the sun, Susan was completely stunned, and her mind went blank.
Looking at Susan who was completely frightened by his words, Chen Fan sighed softly in his heart.
He knew that he owed Susan too much... too much...
His character of attaching great importance to love and justice and his special experience destined him to be unable to give Susan the loyalty that a husband should give her in this life, but... he wanted to give Susan a wedding that attracted worldwide attention!
Although he also knew that the grand wedding could not make up for everything he owed Susan, but... he hoped that Susan could live happily - at least, on the wedding day, he would make Susan the happiest in the world
woman!!
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There are many well-known cities in Europe, such as the Eiffel Tower, the Louvre, the Palace of Versailles, the Arc de Triomphe, and Notre Dame Cathedral. Paris is known as the world's capital of art and culture; Venus, known as the capital of music,
There is also Bavaria, known as the "Romantic Temple".
Bavaria, the "Temple of Romance", is located in southeastern Germany, and its capital is Munich.
If Bavaria is the romantic temple of the world, then Neuschwanstein Castle, located among the peaks on the outskirts of Fussen, a small town in southern Bavaria, Germany, is the romantic temple of Bavaria.
Neuschwanstein Castle was built in 1869 according to the dream of King Ludwig II and took 17 years to build.
Ludwig II was a lover of art. He was influenced by Wagner's operas throughout his life and imagined the place where Snow White once lived. He invited theater painters and stage decorators, rather than architects, to draw architectural sketches.
, and started building Neuschwanstein Castle inspired by Wagner's musical "Swan Rider".
The castle is filled with medieval atmosphere. Viewed from different angles, the castle shows endless changes - a dreamy atmosphere, countless swan pictures, coupled with the lakes and sinking lakes surrounding the castle, Neuschwanstein Castle is like a human being.
wonderland.
A castle that symbolizes romance,
A castle conceived for Snow White to live in,
Its owner is Olivia.
Dark Ghost Saint, Olivia.
The most mysterious and powerful woman in the underground world!
When Monica left Donghai Xujiahui Catholic Church, Olivia, a dark ghost saint, stayed in the quaint study of Neuschwanstein Castle, sitting in front of a laptop worth tens of thousands of dollars.
In the study room, the fluorescent light emitted by the laptop screen illuminated the originally dark study room.
Using fluorescence, you can see that Olivia is not wearing a mask today, her beautiful face is slightly distorted, and her purple pupils are staring at the laptop screen.
A photo is displayed on the screen.
A blurry photo.
In the photo, Monica, dressed in a white robe, is leaning next to Chen Fan, with a patch of white above her neck. It is unclear what she and Chen Fan are doing, but it can make people imagine.
Bang!
In the darkness, Olivia's pair of strange purple pupils shot out a malicious and angry light, her fists were clenched together, and a terrifying chill was exuding from her body.
"call!"
Then, with a harsh sound breaking through the air, Olivia waved her right hand as fast as lightning, grabbed the notebook worth tens of thousands of dollars, and swung it hard.
Bang!
After a muffled sound, the laptop screen shattered and fragments flew everywhere.
After smashing the notebook, Olivia seemed not satisfied, so she grabbed a vase worth millions of dollars, embroidered with exquisite patterns, and threw it to the ground.
Bang!
There was another crisp sound, and the vase turned into a pile of debris.
"Damn it, Monica, you bitch!" In the darkness, Olivia breathed rapidly, her tone was vicious and angry, and her beautiful and evil face was completely twisted together: "I will kill you! I swear
!!”
There was no reply, and in the dark study room, Olivia's roar lingered for a long time.
Then, she loosened her clenched fists, walked straight out of the dark study, and came to the hall.
Like the study, the castle hall was empty.
In fact, she is the only one in this castle.
From the moment she bought this castle, she did not allow a man to enter the castle!
Not even the leader of the Dark Ghost!
Any man who enters the castle must die!
In order to do this, the two previous owners of this castle were all killed by Olivia!
The earlier owner has already been buried in the loess.
In Olivia's opinion, those two dirty men once lived in this castle that symbolized romance, which was a desecration of this castle!
Bata! Bata!
In the quiet hall, Olivia's unique boots made a crisp sound when they stepped on the wooden floor.
She walked straight to the wine cabinet in the hall, picked up a bottle of red wine from a famous French winery, opened it, raised her neck, and drank.
"Gudong! Gudong!"
Just like drinking cold water, Olivia drank all the bottle of red wine in one breath after a while.
"Crack!"
When the wine is gone, the bottle falls.
"Butcher, I will make you regret it - don't you want to remove the Qing Gang from the underground world?" Under the light, Olivia narrowed her enchanting purple pupils, and her voice was as cold as coming from the Nine Nether Abyss: "
I won’t let you succeed. I can’t stop you in China, but I can stop you in other places!”
"I really look forward to you quickly ending that boring game in China, so that our game can begin."
"Butcher, I'm waiting for you, waiting for you to go to the big stage of the world." After the words fell, Olivia's face showed a cold, evil smile: "Believe me, on this stage, my revenge will definitely make you
satisfy."
Under the light, Olivia's purple eyes were filled with endless resentment!
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