Chapter 1752: Holy City, Cloud Surge 2
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Zi Jiuxi listened to all this in silence, and her heart was surprisingly calm.
"Okay, what's the matter with coming to us?" Zi Jiuye hugged Zi Jiuxi and walked inside.
Augustus glanced at Wu Huanyu with some curiosity, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "I didn't expect that the rumored ugly Lord of Manchester City would have a good appearance." ā
Wu Huanyu was stunned: "Are you Fengxi? No, Lanster?"
He was a little confused for a while, the aura on his body was familiar, but it was still a little strange.
Augustus smiled mysteriously: "Yes and no, now you can call me Augustus, okay, just tell me anything, they, hey, just show affection." ā
Wu Huanyu only felt that his head was big, and he really said that he was convinced.
But he still didn't forget his duty, just ate a meal, and the group entered the post house of the temple under the leadership of Wu Huanyu.
No, to be precise, except for Zi Jiuxi and Zi Jiuye who are still on the bright side, everyone else is hidden in the dark.
"Rayla, this seat will receive you personally, you can go down!" Wu Huanyu was dressed in a white robe, and his whole body exuded a holy light.
"Yes, Bishop!" said the maid named Rayla bowed respectfully, and withdrew with the group of guards and maids.
"Bishop?"
Not only Zi Jiuxi, but even Zi Jiuye was surprised.
There are four bishops under the Pope, and I didn't expect Wu Huanyu to climb to the position of one of them.
Zi Jiuxi looked at this golden palace, which seemed to radiate light, and in front of the palace was a statue of the god of light.
It is said that there is nothing to lack and what to yearn for, and the Nine Netherworld was originally a purgatory-like existence, and there was no sunlight all day long hundreds of years ago.
In the long history, the holy city did not exist, but suddenly one day, the god of light came, and the holy city was sheltered, and this holy city naturally became the only place of light in the nine nether realms.
And the divine envoy of the temple is the messenger who broadcasts the light to the nine nether realms, which also establishes the unique status of the holy city.
But with the arrival of the Purple Nine Nights, the creation of the sun and the moon, after hundreds of years, the royal power and the divine power faintly had a tendency to fight.
This dance is really powerful.
He is not only the lord of the city under the royal power, but also climbed to the position of archbishop on the side of the divine power.
Looking at the misty hot springs in the hall: "You guys will really enjoy it, this is brought in from the outside!"
"Are you treating Xi'er badly? Just a hot spring can make Xi'er's eyes shine. ā
Seeing that Zi Jiuye's face was not very good, he continued: "Xiao Xi'er will stay with me for a while, my brother will definitely take you to enjoy it." ā
The corners of Zi Jiuxi's mouth twitched, Wu Huanyu really said anything, she had learned to automatically pick and choose Wu Huanyu's words, brother or something, this kind of little cheapness, Zi Jiuxi and Zi Jiuye are used to it.
But habit and listening are obviously two different concepts.
"Don't worry about it, Xi'er has everything in the deity, and the deity can give Xi'er everything. ā
Zi Jiuxi nodded heartlessly, as if she was not interested in these at all.
Wu Huanyu retracted her gaze with some disappointment: "Okay, I'm still a little bit of a child, Rayla is my person, you can find her if you have something." ā
"What's wrong?" Seeing that Zi Jiuye's mood was a little delicate, she blinked.
"Did I treat you badly?" Zi Jiuye pondered.