Worlds’ Apocalypse Online

The king looked at the scene quietly until Gu Qingshan went out and closed the door.

"Looking out, he is very filial," the king said.

"No, father, he is an orphan. When he was six years old, his parents were gone. One person lived to this day." Anna said.

The king could not help but blink.

He suddenly asked: "He is the prince you have chosen?"

"Yes, I met him for the first time, and I saw him." Anna looked straight at her father's eyes and said.

The king’s face showed appreciation and said: “Daughter, your eyes are good.”

"Anna, I deliberately tried the people around you because I found him wearing the token of death."

"I gave it to him, he gave it back to me, and then I gave it to him."

The king was wrapped around and asked, "You said he gave it to you?"

"Yes."

The king had been stunned for a long time, and he said inexplicably: "Is there still such a stupid person?"

"It's stupid."

The king sighed: "It seems that your vision is not good."

His look suddenly became serious: "One thing, I have to tell you before I completely dissipate."

"Our Medici family has quietly guarded the inheritance of seven hundred years. I must tell you the secret of it, and I will be worthy of the name of Medici."

"This kind of inheritance, no one in our family has been able to inherit from the family of the first generation for hundreds of years."

"Anna, you are the most gifted woman in the history of the Medici family, and the last person in the family. Whether you can inherit or not, don't worry."

The king looked at his daughter and was reluctant to look away.

He reached out and wanted to ** the daughter's head, but suddenly remembered that he could not touch anything.

His hand was in the air.

Anna stepped forward and placed her head under her father's hand.

"I don't know what you are talking about," she whispered.

"Please ask the gods in the sky to testify for me," the king said, looking awkwardly.

"I am here today, entrusting the inheritance of the Medici family to her daughter Anna."

"From now on, Anna is the new owner of the Medici family."

In the showroom, the king's look was solemn and solemn, and the tone was slow and firm. There was almost the same scene in the painting behind him.

The young king touched the daughter's head with one hand, and the other hand held the crown, and was about to wear it on her head.

A wall apart.

When Gu Qingshan closed the door, he saw the saints.

Both sides had a face-to-face when passing the checkpoint.

Saint Ivan, dressed in a white monk robes, reveals his shoulders and chest.

He stood quietly at the end of the corridor, so he looked at Gu Qingshan.

"You are looking for me?" Gu Qingshan asked.

"I have been waiting for a long time," said Saint Ivan.

"Hey, it’s a good employee who is responsible for his duties." Gu Qingshan said.

"The responsibility is also the fun." Ivan's face is cruel.

"What are you eager to find me? Learn?" Gu Qingshan asked.

"Before that," Ivan said: "According to the procedure, I must first tell you that guests are never allowed to enter here."

There was a smile on the face of the saint - just as the cat found the trace of the mouse.

"Yes? I may be lost."

Gu Qingshan finished the whole collar and took care of his hair. He locked the name into a "guerrilla general."

He strode toward the other side.

"If you don't mind, please take me back to the ball," he said as he walked.

"I will be honored to take you out of here," said the saint.

The milky white light gathered to form a solemn and holy pattern that quietly appeared at his feet.

The mysterious system of the sacred religion is a choice of heaven and redemption.

Any damage will be doubled back to the attacker.

Gu Qingshan swept his eyes and his heart was clear.

"What are you waiting for, you lead the way, let's go," he said.

"No, no, we can't go." Saint Ivan shook his head.

The two talked and the distance gradually approached.

"Ah, I know, sorry."

Gu Qingshan seems to understand what it is, taking out the wallet from the pocket.

"I forgot to pay for anything in the Holy Land, oh - this is your tip." He took a stack of money and shook it in his hand.

Saint Ivan’s face is very unsightly.

"You humiliate me, I will give you back 100 times." He whispered.

"Do you want money? What do you want to do?" Gu Qingshan's face showed a puzzled expression.

He has already walked through most of the corridors, but he kept going to the other side.

"My hearing is different from ordinary people - there seems to be a slight heartbeat and breathing in the room where you came out."

"I think that's a girl," saint Ivan smirked. "It's better to wait and see who your little lover is."

Gu Qingshan paused and kept shaking his head: "As a master, you are too curious about the privacy of your guests."

He frowned and stared at the holy pattern at the feet of the saints.

He suddenly sighed: "To be honest, I don't want to fight with you."

Ivan was interested and asked: "Why? Fear me?"

Gu Qingshan explained: "The Holy Spirit has many kinds of heavenly skills. Every day, there will be many people who wake up, but there is very little awakening of this rare heavenly skill."

"This generation, only me." Ivan proudly said.

“Yes, very rare,”

Gu Qingshan nodded in agreement and continued to speak.

"Hey, standing and letting people play casually, clothes are being wiped out, and they are always asking others to keep playing themselves," he exclaimed. "There are many masochists in the world, but I want to reach you, I Dare to say that human beings can't do it."

After Ivan’s listening to Gu Qingshan’s words, the whole person was mad.

"I want, I want to kill you." Ivan is incoherent.

"The attitude is so bad, but I pay for the tip." Gu Qingshan throws the stack of banknotes.

The paper money spread out over the sky, obscuring Ivan’s sight.

At this time, the distance between the two is close enough.

A sword appeared out of thin air.

Earth sword.

"Sword? Thin and fragile things."

Ivan opened the banknotes and said with a sneer.

Gu Qingshan holds the sword and is full of spiritual strength.

What Ivan seemed to feel, his face changed suddenly.

He quickly retreated backwards, trying to avoid this attack.

But this sword is too fast, he was late in the first time, and now he can't hide.

The air made a tearing whine.

"Snapped"!

The communicator on Ivan was picked up by a long sword, disintegrated in the air, landed on the ground, and scattered into many parts.

Gu Qingshan loosened a point in his heart.

As long as Ivan can't reach anyone within ten minutes, no one will know the reason for this.

In this case, the subsequent response will be much easier.

"Come to -"

Ivan snorted and raised his hand to raise the white flame and grabbed it toward Gu Qingshan.

Gu Qingshan flashed his side and let the sword pick it up again.

hit.

However, this sword is so gentle that it does not cause any harm.

The blade has already traversed, the sword front has been withdrawn, and the ridge of the sword is printed on Ivan's chest.

This sword will not cause any harm to Ivan.

The power of the swordsman will be wrapped around him and rushing forward.

"Happy journey." Gu Qingshan whispered.

--boom!

The entire corridor was smashed by the aftermath of the sword and turned into a ruin.

Saint Ivan was tightly wrapped in a group of swords, and blasted away, and disappeared for a moment.

Like a meteor in the night sky, he shines across the sky.