Pixiu and Xiaoyin then followed Luo Yu and were about to get angry and transform, but Luo Yu put his hands behind his back and shook them gently.
The autumn colors are cold, and the Vatican City is even colder.
"No one wants to heal the sick? Oh, I thought I could get a big reward, but it turns out no one wants to heal the sick, so I'm leaving."
Turning his head in confusion, Luo Yu seemed to mutter to himself.
Then, he slowly turned around and walked towards the outside of the protective shield.
"Wait a minute." Just when Luo Yu took a step forward and before stepping out of the protective shield, a strong voice sounded, and a man in black and gold armor suddenly appeared on the ruins of the wall.
"General Lin." When the man in black and python robe saw this man, his eyes suddenly sank.
General Lin, one of the four independent generals of Vatican.
Luo Yuzhuang turned his head ignorantly.
A man dressed in black and gold stood between the remaining walls of Jinyang. He glanced at the appearance indifferently and said coldly: "The city lord is not dead yet. Why are you so impatient that you don't even want to get medical treatment?"
The voice was indifferent and not oppressive, but the content of the words was as heavy as Mount Tai.
The three kings, who had murderous intent on Luo Yu and were about to kill him quickly, all frowned upon hearing this. They did not dare to bear such a big crime.
Although this is what they do, they cannot bear this name and cannot give the other party an excuse.
At that moment, the man in red said in a deep voice: "General Lin, you can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense. I am about to bring this holy pharmacist into the palace to treat my father's illness."
"Yes, this is what I mean too."
"That's right." The other two kings immediately shouted loudly.
Standing on the rubble, Rin Jiang didn't say anything. He just crossed his arms and looked at the three kings who were killing each other indifferently.
"Let's go, holy pharmacist, I will take you into the palace." The man in blue moved and stood beside Luo Yu, grabbing Luo Yu's hand.
Luo Yu immediately let out an ouch and his hand turned red.
Since their father was seriously ill, the main hall of the Vatican City Palace has been closed, and no one of the seven kings is allowed to enter. At this time, if they can use the excuse of bringing this holy pharmacist to enter, then...
The other two kings were not mean-spirited people. They immediately waved their sleeves and robes and stood beside Luo Yu.