After separating from the two siblings, the four continued to shop on the Champs-Élysées until the evening, when the women who had been running all day stopped for a moment and gathered together for a French meal.

On the terrace of the Charles de Gaulle Hotel, Ye Fan and Lu Qingyu overlook the splendid night view of Paris, the Seine, the Eiffel Tower, the Arc de Triomphe, and ...... Every landmark here is engraved with a romantic atmosphere, and the romantic capital is not in vain.

"Xiaoyu, what did you take from the Louvre's underground collection?" Ye Fan asked with a smile as he thought of the incident during the day.

"Guess. A subtle smile appeared at the corner of Lu Qingyu's mouth, like a ripple on his face, which quickly crossed his face, and then condensed into two sparks in his eyes, and disappeared into the depths of his eyes in an instant.

"I can't guess, take it out and take a look, a famous painting or a sculpture?"

"Neither, Brother Ye, let's go to a place. Lu Qingyu pulled his hand.

"Okay, where to go?"

"Follow me!" Lu Qingyu held his hand tightly and jumped directly from the thirtieth floor of the hotel!

The night breeze blew the corners and hair of the two of them, Ye Fan hugged Lu Qingyu tightly and said with a smile: "Xiaoyu, you also have crazy times! This is the height of a thirty-story building!"

"Once in a while, with you, I'm not afraid of anything. ”

Fear of nothing...... The girl's murmur floated in the romantic night sky, like a wisp of fragrance, which made people intoxicated.

The madness of the two men caused a scream, and many night walkers on the Place Charles de Gaulle spotted them falling from the sky, but after the two men fell on the lawn, they disappeared into thin air, making one wonder if it was a hallucination......

"Seine, Xiaoyu, you don't want to pull me to jump into the river, do you?" Walking along the banks of the Seine, Ye Fan's mood also relaxed and made a joke.

"Don't ask, you'll know right away. ”

Not long after walking, Lu Qingyu dragged him to a bridge, looking at the dense locks on the bridge, Ye Fan suddenly realized.

"You got a lock!"

This is a very famous scenic spot on the Seine, especially for newlyweds and young couples, even if they don't go to the Eiffel Tower or the Louvre Museum in Paris, they should come here to stay and leave a heart lock on this world-famous love bridge.

"Well, Brother Ye, look. Lu Qingyu took out her things from the storage bag, an ancient golden lock. From the shape point of view, this golden lock is at least a product of the Ming and Qing dynasties, old antiques, and the value is not comparable to the modern ordinary locks that can be seen everywhere on the bridge.

"Tsk, Xiaoyu, aren't you afraid that this lock will be pried off?" Ye Fan quipped: "That's a waste of effort." ”

Lu Qingyu shook his head lightly, "I'm not afraid." ”

"Why?"

"As long as you have it, even if it only leaves a short memory, what does it matter?" Lu Qingyu found a vacant place, locked the golden lock on it, and casually threw the key into the Seine.

"Okay!" Facing Ye Fan's stunned gaze, Lu Qingyu clapped his hands and smiled with satisfaction.

"It's really locked...... Alright, Xiaoyu, let's go crazy tonight and have fun in Paris!"

"Where to play?"

"Of course, I went to the Moulin Rouge and watched the slippery lap dance!"

"Ahh ”

"Haha, why don't you go back to the hotel, can you jump and show me?"

"I don't know how to dance, so let's go to the Moulin Rouge......"

On the second night in Paris, Ye Fan and Lu Qingyu watched the lap dance of the Moulin Rouge together, and the bewitching and hot beauty of Paris was really amazing, blushing and heartbeating.

Needless to say, the bold dancing of the dancers, with their long legs raised above their heads, is unique in the whole of Europe, so it's no wonder that the house is full at night.

The drunken gold fans of the Moulin Rouge are probably only comparable to the ladyboy show in Pattaya, Thailand, and the South American samba in Rio, Brazil.

After staying in Paris for three days and two nights, Ye Fan and his party left France and headed for Rome, the capital of Italy. Leaving Paris so soon, Ye Fan mainly wanted to avoid Mary, an old goblin. At this stop in Rome, Ye Fan originally wanted to jump over and take them directly to the Greek Aegean Sea to return to China after a vacation, after all, it is the sphere of influence of the Holy See, and now the Holy See and the Jewish Presbyterian Church are inseparable, plus there was a grudge with the Holy See before, Ye Fan was unwilling to risk the branches, but Lu Qingyu and Qin Qiaoqing both wanted to go to the Colosseum in ancient Rome, and even the Vatican to have a look, and taste the most authentic pasta and pizza, this trip had to follow their wishes.

It was just in the afternoon when they arrived in Rome, and the four of them discussed and headed straight for the Vatican. In this broad daylight, Ye Fan didn't believe that the Holy See dared to commit murder openly and make trouble.

Entering the Vatican, a state within a state, from the Roman Forum to the Obelisk and St. Peter's Basilica, visitors from all over the world come to visit the papal court with wonder and devotion.

"Do you go to St. Peter's Basilica or the museum first?" Ye Fan asked.

"Let's go to the church!" Lu Qingyu felt that no museum could compare with the Louvre, but St. Peter's Basilica is the only one in the world, the largest and most sacred, and the Vatican's premier place to go is here.

"Hmm. Then go and see what's so special about it. ”

Mixed with tourists from all over the world, Ye Fan felt that there was nothing unusual, the Vatican seemed to be as calm as ever, receiving visitors from all over the world as usual, the magnificent hymns over the square and the appearance of the last time he came to steal the shroud.

Entering the magnificent St. Peter's Basilica, everyone was very excited, and many devout believers even burst into tears and fell in front of various sculptures and frescoes.

It was a sculpture of Christ in mourning, the work of Michelangelo, said to be the only one of his own signatures in existence, when he was only 23 years old. Qin Qiaoqing whispered to Lu Qingyu, before coming, she had done a lot of homework.

"Well, this church was designed and built by him, and Mi Sheng's life has been dedicated to art. Lu Qingyu nodded slightly, looking up at the mural on the dome of the cathedral, which was a huge colorful mural, reflecting the various lifelike sculptures in the church, doubling ** and sacred.

The people in the church are also whispering, and St. Peter's Basilica, which can accommodate 50,000 people at the same time, is full of tourists, but the order is so orderly, even if you are not a believer, that you can see the faithful who are constantly crossing everywhere, silently praying, and quietly walking by.

Ye Fan's gaze fell on a place in the cathedral, where there were four guards, armed with spears, guarding a passage.

This is the passage where the shroud of the relics of Jesus was once kept, and the empty room below is still guarded.

The four of them came to the very center of the cathedral, directly below the curved dome several tens of meters high, is another treasure of St. Peter's Basilica: a bronze canopy created by the famous seventeenth-century artist Bernini.

The canopy is five stories high, and the four copper pillars are twisted in the shape of a pattern. There are 99 permanent lamps on the balustrade in front of the canopy, and below it are the Apostolic Altar and the tomb of St. Peter. This canopy is for the exclusive use of the Pope, and only the Pope can celebrate Mass at the altar under the canopy.

The crowd around the giant canopy took pictures, and many more wore crosses on their chests and prayers in their mouths.

There was a sudden thrust in the crowd, and a man in a robe rushed to the bronze canopy, jumped over the fence, and frantically stepped onto the altar that belonged to the Pope!

Exclamations echoed through the empty church, and several papal soldiers rushed to hear the wind, and a closed ear door of the church immediately opened, and a group of bishops and white-robed priests rushed out.

The man who trampled on the canopy climbed up to the tomb of St. Peter, waving his fist and shouting slogans, as if speaking in ancient Hebrew!

This man is a believer in Judaism!

Many tourists looked frightened and dazed, but Ye Fan secretly exclaimed, the conflict between the two major sects has developed to such a severe level, and even the core territory of the Vatican and the Holy See has become the main battlefield of both sides!

"Get out of here. Ye Fan lowered his voice and glanced at Lu Qingyu, St. Peter's Basilica has a tendency to fall into chaos, and he must leave as soon as possible.

Sure enough, several Jewish believers hiding among the tourists shouted slogans and rushed to several key points, some climbed the sculpture, some stood on the pulpit table, and an elderly believer with a white beard, still shaking off his cuffs, took out the Judaism book and recited it aloud to the people!

In the world that Christ looks down on, they are fighting for their faith, leaving behind their lives and scruples, and they are fearless!

Even in the face of the papal soldiers and bishops who surrounded them, the Jews refused to come down from the Holy See and the sculptures.

A Vatican soldier raised his spear and pierced the chest of the infidel crawling on St. Peter's tomb, blood flowing down the golden coffin, so glaring that the crowd erupted in shrill screams, scrambling to escape.

The sacred is broken, and the sticks of the gods tear off the fig leaf of hypocrisy.

Massacres never stop because of civilization, and the war of faith has long been heating up a few days ago!

The papal see's massacre of infidels spread throughout Europe centuries ago.

Whoosh –

A golden arrow shot from the depths of the cathedral, making Ye Fan, who was dragging Lu Qingyu and them away quickly, moved his eyes slightly, and looked back.

It wasn't the original golden arrow shot by the Holy Spirit, but it was still powerful and accurate.

A gray-robed old man hiding in the crowd was shot in the chest by an arrow, and he took a dozen steps backwards in a row, and a thick Hebrew Bible fell out of his shirt.

He was the organizer and planner of this event, hiding in the crowd, but he couldn't dodge the arrow of the golden knight!

"Oh my God. Qin Qiaoqing saw that this old man was tragically pierced through the chest by an arrow, and ran over to support him.

Because the two were only a few steps away, Qin Qiaoqing's move was completely out of conditioned reflex, and the doctor's talent for saving lives and helping the injured was dictated.

"Oh no......" Ye Fan realized that he was going to be out of Lou, he was really afraid of something, and he couldn't stay out of it.

Whoosh - another golden arrow shot mercilessly, and the target was Qin Qiaoqing, who was holding the Jewish elder!