After a whole day of delay at Buckingham Palace, Ye Fan came to Westminster Abbey before returning to Spain.

At night, the cathedral is closed to visitors, and only the nuns walk in a hurry.

"Our Lady, Holy Father, I pray that you will keep him safe and secure, that all dangers be kept away from him, and that I will serve you all my life and be by your side......"

The low sound of prayer was faintly heard in the church, and the nuns kneeling in front of the icon intertwined their hands and looked up with great reverence at her spiritual sustenance: the sculptures and frescoes.

A shadow suddenly blocked her vision, Joan of Arc rubbed her eyes vigorously, and the candlelight in the church fell on this figure, gradually becoming clear and familiar from hazy!

"Joan of Arc. With the usual smile on his face, he crouched down and smiled in front of her.

Joan of Arc and Ye Fan stared at each other for a long time, and suddenly cried with joy: "God, God, he must have heard my prayer!"

"Fool. Stretching out his fingers to wipe away the tears on her cheeks, Ye Fan gently pulled Zhen up.

"Come back with me, Joan of Arc, to the Vatican or ...... Elsewhere. ”

Joan of Arc broke away from his hand and shook his head slowly, "No, I can't get out of here. I promised the Lord that if you were safe, I would serve Him here for the rest of my life, and I could not remain unfaithful. ”

Ye Fan was almost fainted, he wanted to laugh but couldn't, "Stupid, what's the matter with him? There is no God at all, it's all fake! Why don't you understand?"

"No, you are not allowed to slander God!" Joan of Arc confronted him with a red face, "If you speak ill of him again, please leave here immediately, this is his church." ”

"I ...... I'll just grass it......" Ye Fan was really angry, he was deeply moved by Joan of Arc for praying for him for so many years, but now he hated her for being pedantic and stubborn.

"You go, I'll be relieved when you're safe, and if you have the opportunity to see the Pope, please reassure him as well, he's always worried about you. Zhende's tone gradually eased, and with his eyelids down, he turned and walked out of the church slowly.

Looking at her distant figure, Ye Fan's eyes were helpless, forget it, just lose to her, in her world, faith will always be at the forefront, and piety is frightening.

Let that beautiful misunderstanding dissipate in the sound of prayer......

With a sigh, his figure disappeared into Westminster Abbey, in a nun's attic, and Joan of Arc had silent tears in her eyes, she knelt in front of the window and prayed again to the stars: "Lord, please forgive him, bless him, I am willing to spend my life to atone for the sins I have committed......"

The moonlight shone into the attic and landed on the small table beside the bed, lighting up a picture frame, and inside the frame was a picture of a little girl, holding a big teddy bear, with black eyes, black hair, and snow-white skin......

Back at the Spanish Palace, Ye Fan had no choice but to accompany Caroline to have a candlelight dinner to make up for her lateness.

Lin Yuxiang, this kid, was happy and happy, and even dragged the fourth brother Xiao Han into the water, a little happy and carried away.

At midnight, when Ye Fan found the two of them, the two brothers were nesting in the women's pile, enjoying the treatment of the emperor's harem, being served comfortably by more than a dozen Spanish girls, enjoying the Spanish belly dance, and being so drunk that their eyes were straight, and the extravagant life of the wine pool meat forest was nothing more than that.

Before leaving, Ye Fan gave them a lot of room for pleasure, shook his head and left quietly.

The old friends in Europe have basically finished visiting, but there are still two that Ye Fan has a headache for, one is the eldest sister Xue Hongmei, and the other is Mary, the prince of the blood clan.

The former queen of the Red Sea is now the king of the Mediterranean, the Red Sea, the Black Sea, the Gulf of Aden, the Arabian Sea, and even the vast waters of the Central and South Pacific...... All the businesses that can make money, white and black, they do it all.

Ye Fan made a phone call to Xue Hongmei, only to learn that she was busy in Australia to acquire islands and expand her territory, but Xue Hongmei gave him a surprise and asked him to go to a Swiss bank to pick up something.

Ye Fan rushed to Switzerland overnight, received a heavily sealed metal box from the private custodian, and after opening it, he found that there were three pieces of sea soul nao inside!

This gift is too heavy! Sea Soul Nao only exists in the ocean, I don't know how many resources and manpower the eldest sister used, and how long it took to find these three pieces of Sea Soul Nao. Ye Fan no longer has Yongyan Dan in his hands, and he is worried about where to go to search for spiritual materials, and the generous gift of the eldest sister is undoubtedly a gift in the snow, and the love is very serious.

He can only quietly keep this kindness in his heart, and try his best to repay the favor of the eldest sister in the future......

In the middle of the night in Paris, the lights were bright and green, and Ye Fan came to the most luxurious presidential suite on the top floor of the Charles de Gaulle Hotel.

"Mary, are you actually sleeping with such a good night view?" Standing in front of the noble and elegant palace bed, Ye Fan looked at the woman with his back to him and laughed.

The woman at the head of the bed turned her head, Ye Fan's smile quickly stiffened, this is not Mary, this is Lilian.

She has actually grown into a beautiful big girl, and her figure and appearance are almost the same as Mary's.

Curvy, hot, and with brilliant blonde hair, she is completely the same as the original judgment, and you can only vaguely see Lilian's shadow in her eyes.

"Father!" Lilian jumped up for joy, threw herself into Ye Fan's arms in her thin pajamas, and hugged his neck hard.

"Wait, Lilian, I said, I'm not your father, where is Mary?" Ye Fan was surrounded by the girl's youthful and energetic aura, and he couldn't stand it a little.

When Lilian heard this, she let go of her arm, her expression suddenly became gloomy, and she whispered, "I'm sorry Father, Mary, she's dead." ”

"What?!Who did it?Who did this?" Ye Fan couldn't believe his ears, how could Mary die? She was one of the only three remaining princes of the current blood clan, who could kill her?

"Yes...... She was suicidal. Lilian shed tears of sorrow: "She sacrificed her eternal life by performing the Night Blood Ceremony in order to free me from the bondage of form......"

Lillian was frozen in Cain's form, and the only way to break her confinement was to sacrifice herself by the Bloodline.

"How can this be...... Ye Fan's eyes were lost and he was completely stunned.

Why did Mary do this, what was going on in her head that she would rather give up her eternal life than fulfill Lillian?

Lilian wiped her eyes, walked to the table next to her, took out a letter from the drawer, and handed it to Ye Fan.

"This is what she left for you. ”

Ye Fan's eyes were shocked, he reached out to take it, tore open the seal, and opened the last letter.

"Beloved Ye, allow me to call you so, even though you are our king, I have been hopelessly in love with you since I first met you in New York. I know that this blind love has no result, but I find that without you, I have lived like years, day by day, day by day, you have left this world, what do I have to be attached to? Alexander is gone, you are gone, I have no point in living, let me do one last thing for you, let Lillian inherit everything I have, if one day you come back, see her as you see me, if love cannot be expressed in words, I am willing to prove it with my life......"

Reading this letter, Ye Fan's hands trembled violently, and his eyes couldn't help but feel sour and hot, he didn't expect that Mary would be so affectionate to him, knowing that there was no result, but she still moved forward, willing to fall in love, and finally chose to end her thousand-year-old life......

"Father......" Lillian walked over lightly barefoot, hugged him from behind, hugged him, and whispered, "I only have you as a relative......"

"No, Lillian, you still have many relatives, come with me to the East! Ye Fan raised the letter and watched as it was swallowed by the flames and turned into little by little ashes......