When Ximen Xue Yuefeng sat down, it was evening.

Outside the prayer hall, there are pedestrians in twos and threes. They either come to pray for blessings or just to shop.

Everyone in the rivers and lakes abides by this rule. Those who came here to pray for blessings, even if the king of Hades asked him, he said that he had never come.

This is the rule of silence.

At this moment, eleven-year-old Wang Xuejun was sitting outside.

Through the iron door, he couldn't see inside.

However, he sat obediently.

Wang Xuejun smiled. Suddenly, a little girl approached.

"You're here to pray for blessings?"

The girl was cautious. There are hardly any children to be seen here. Because most children are raised by the state.

So, it's rare to see children here.

Xue Jun smiled.

"It's not. ”

Outside Jin Ru's old mansion, a silver-gray stalker stopped in place.

"Sir, what did Elder Jin say?"

George looked at the driver.

Leng Yan said: "The old guy is very hard. ”

"This ......"

"Hmph, I don't know what to lift. ”

"Is the condition not good enough?"

The driver was dressed in casual clothes, and asked a little tentatively.

"What else does he want? Lao Tzu gave him a planet. ”

"Huh?!"

The driver was scared and dropped his jaw.

"That's, indeed, I don't know how to lift. ”

Paul George sneered.

"Alas, sir, how can you handle the task given from above?"

Half a day.

"Start the Poseidon program. ”

"Yes, sir. ”

Looking up at the moment of driving, he looked in the rearview mirror and muttered, "Sir." Something you'd like to ask?"

"Say!"

"Is there a planet that is cheap and no one wants, give me one?"

"Drive your car, what's the matter. What the hell is this a glass ball? ”

George raised his hand to blow the back of the coachman's head, but he thought about it.

Don't dare to slack off when driving.

After a burst of laughter, the car sped away, cutting through the sky and heading straight for the horizon.

The coachman dared to joke with George, and it turned out to be the famous dynasty agent, Bruce Grett.

......

"What shall I say? What can I say to express my respect for you. ”

"Friend, but it doesn't hurt to say that. ”

Jin Ru wore a golden communicator and sat peacefully in the basement.

"Do you remember me?"

Simon Bloody Nightwind asked.

"Yes. The world's number one swordsman, Snow Night Wind, is also my most loyal friend. ”

"Don't dare to be, you are the first brother in the world. ”

"Friend, it's okay to talk about your difficulties, or just chat. After all, you only have five minutes. ”

"I, I want you to help me, help me take care of a child. ”

"Kid?" Kim asked.

"Yes, kid. ”

"He shouldn't be here, the country has good schools, you shouldn't keep him with you. ”

"I know. I am sheltered by this country, and I have found a home here. I love him, and I vow to die for the sake of my country. However, I used to have to stay with him, and now I have to be separated from him. ”

"I owe you a favor, you say, how can I help. ”

"I'm going somewhere and there's probably no going back. So ......"

"Wait".

Kim interrupted him.

He looked at the snow night wind of Simon in the holographic image, and was very puzzled.

"You're going to execute the Reaper?"

"Indeed, you can't hide anything from the Alliance Leader. ”

"Do you know the consequences?"

"Know?"

"I'm wondering now, who is it, or what, can make a dignified third king be his driver?"

"Probably, I was born to be a reaper. These years have been so sinful that I can't escape it......"

"There you go. Child, I'll take care of it. ”

"I can't thank you enough!"

"Remember, come back alive. ”

"I hope so!"

Ximen Snow Night Wind wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes. It seems that he still can't hide the melancholy and grief in his heart.