Wang Tiangang acted very msn at this moment. In order to prevent his pregnant wife from feeling the strain, he actually reached out and hugged her horizontally. Jun Buyu smoothly hooked his neck, with a smile on his face and sweet feelings in his heart.
The newlyweds, who together were over a hundred years old, showed off their affection in St. Peter's Basilica as if no one else was around. They really envied others.
But just as a group of people were about to walk out of the church, five priests walked over from the side. The ones walking at the front were actually two old cardinal bishops. Judging from their appearance, these two were older than the hundred-year-old Jun Mogui.
Lao Lun, if Mr. Jun is a child with white hair, then these two red hat bishops are senile.
A cardinal with an aquiline nose stepped forward and made the sign of the cross to Mr. Jun. He lifted his cheeks like dried orange peels twice, slowly stretched out his hand and said in a trembling voice: "Brother Mogui,
We meet again, and you are still as charming as you are after so many years!" He actually spoke in fluent Chinese, and it was hard to believe that this was coming from a cardinal.
Jun Mogui smiled indifferently, stretched out his hand to shake the cardinal's hand and said, "Little Crow, you are getting old too. It seems that the Lord does not take special care of you!"
Crowe said with a self-deprecating smile: "Heaven is very close to me. Maybe next time you come to the Vatican, my little brother will have been summoned by the Lord."
Jun Mogui put his hands on his back and said calmly: "My husband carries me with my body, helps me to live, takes me away to grow old, and rests on me to die. Life and death are all predestined. Let it be natural, and you can't force it!"
The old man started talking about Zhuangzi's theory of life and death, and it didn't matter whether the foreign bishop opposite could understand it or not. He and this Crow had known each other many years ago. At that time, China was still under the rule of the incompetent braided feudal dynasty, and all the great powers
Relying on the power of firearms to invade the land of China, the Braided Dynasty wisely defended itself and repeatedly gave in, and the land of China was devastated. Mr. Jun led a group of ancient warriors to appear with swords, and cut off the wolf's head with one sword. The name of the white-clothed Shura Lord's final return frightened the powers.
The great powers of various countries paid heavily to invite domestic experts to fight against the Chinese Ancient Martial Arts Alliance. At that time, Crowe, who was a Templar, was one of them.
Mr. Jun was so righteous that he led more than fifty Chinese warriors to fight to the death on Fengyang Slope outside the capital with the powerful warriors from various countries whose number was far more than a hundred times greater. The battle could only be described as tragic. One ancient Chinese warrior was worth one hundred.
Killing a person's head and staining his robes with blood. When the enemy is outnumbered and no one retreats, the sword is curled and the edge is blunt. In the end, both sides suffer losses.
The bloody battle lasted for two days and one night. Jun Mogui's white robe was stained with blood and no trace of white was visible. There were only three ancient Chinese warriors left. Among the strong men from all countries, only Ke Luo, who was less than twenty years old, was left.
I don't know whether he was lucky or afraid of death, but he was the only one left. Jun Mogui did not kill them all, but spared his life, and they got to know each other like this.
Jun Mogui originally thought that the sacrifices of the ancient warriors would arouse the passion of those in power, but he did not expect that because the Braided Dynasty was afraid of the artillery and artillery of other powers, it actually signed a series of treaties that were humiliating and ceding land and paying compensation. The whole country was in mourning. The ancient warriors
His sacrifice became a brilliant spark in an instant. Disheartened, Mr. Jun buried his sword and went into seclusion, never to care about the world again.
Time has passed, and the little Crowe of the past has become very old, and his status in the Holy See has also undergone earth-shaking changes. However, when he saw Mr. Jun with fluttering white robes, he could not help but feel a chill in his heart. Where did Shura in white go?
It made him feel like he was standing on a high mountain, and he finally came up to talk to me when he had the courage to do so.
Crowe showed unprecedented respect in front of Mr. Jun. He bowed and said: "Brother Mogui, I have prepared a sumptuous banquet in the restaurant. Please honor me no matter what and let me show my loyalty as a landlord.
"
The dignified Cardinal Archbishop Crow bowed to an old Chinese man, using all honorifics in his mouth. This surprised the other priests behind him. Only Cardinal Leo guessed the identity of the other man, with a flash in his eyes.
There were two expressions of joy that could not be concealed.
Jun Mogui glanced at Crowe, raised his white eyebrows and said, "No need, I, Xianyun Yehe, can come and go freely, and I don't want to get involved in any unnecessary disputes, so take my leave!"
After saying that, Mr. Jun waved his sleeves and led a group of people to walk quickly outside the church. He had already learned from Wang Tiangang the real intention of the Holy See to delay the wedding deliberately. Of course, he would not stay for dinner. What he just said was very clear.
I understand, if Crowe dares to stay by force again, he will only bring humiliation to himself.
As expected, Crowe didn't say anything more and stood there with a gloomy face. It wasn't until the last Chinese disappeared from sight that he sneered and murmured to himself: "The temper of Shura in white has not changed, very good, this is very good!
"
Jun Mogui walked to the door with everyone, and nine luxury floats waiting outside opened the door together. The old man thought in vain, turned his head and glanced, and asked Wang Tiangang behind him: "Your good disciple, go
Where are you?" Just now he glanced over and found that someone was missing, Xu Qing was missing.
Wang Tiangang took a step forward with his wife in his arms, stood side by side with the old man, and said in a low voice: "That brat likes to cause trouble the most, and now he might be hiding in a corner waiting to watch the fun!" Although he told the old man that the Holy See was delaying
He had the intention of the wedding, but he didn't tell the good disciple his plan. Now when the old man asked about it, he still told him to keep half of it.
Jun Mogui stroked his beard and smiled and said: "This boy also has a restless temper. Seeing him is like seeing the shadow of my youth. Let's go. He has had enough trouble here."
Wang Tiangang smiled and stopped talking. Now this good apprentice is no longer the ignorant young man he was when he came to study as a disciple. The eagle's wings will naturally have the sky for it to fly. He is better off living an honest life with his wife and children.
Just when everyone was about to get on the bus, they suddenly heard a shrill scream coming from the front, and the scene that happened in front of them made people's expressions change suddenly.
A tragedy was unfolding next to a statue of an angel holding a sword less than a hundred meters away from the church. Two vampires with bat wings each grabbed a Chinese girl's shoulders with their sharp claws, lowered their heads and pierced their fangs into their snow-white necks.
, bright red blood gushed out along the edges of the vampire's lips. The girl who had lost too much blood had her pupils filled with astonishment rapidly dilating, her arms stretched out towards the church, and slowly dropped.
Two living lives were robbed by vampires in front of the sacred cathedral, and all this happened under the eyes of a group of ancient Chinese warriors.
"Beast, you're seeking death!" Jun Mogui's eyes were about to burst. With a loud shout, his figure flew up like a roc in the sky. In the blink of an eye, he was beside the two vampires. With one move of his palms, the cold wind of his palms made an explosion.
Xiang fiercely slapped the chests of these two vampire beasts.