Ever since she knew Long Po's secret, Feng Wanying couldn't help but be full of curiosity about it, what kind of rarity is this? Let the descendants of the Knights Templar approach her with all their hearts, and let those demons and monsters that are not human and non-material ready to move!

Is it really as amazing as Wesley said?

But where the hell is this dragon po?

Wesley and his uncle spilled incense bait to catch a big fish, they thought that Long Po was in the hands of the old horse, but they never imagined that the priceless incense tooth treasure box contained only a picture!

Feng Wanying smiled contemptuously in her heart, stupid old horse! Stupid Wesley and Dio! Longpo must be a spiritual thing, how could it let these fools touch it? The owner that Long Po is waiting for must be me Feng Wanying!

Wesley was intently studying in the sea of books, and Feng Wanying was about to look for Longpo's footprints, and she thought of someone, and that was Lydia. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Feng Wanying came to the stone bridge where she had met Lydia twice, and it was surprisingly quiet tonight, with not a single visitor on either side of the Seine, and no unbridled merry-seeking men and women in the grass, only the never-extinguishing lights of the old buildings ignoring the changes of time, and only the owls in the trees still "cooing...... chirping".

Feng Wanying saw the two small light bulbs shining in the treetops, and the owl was vigilantly watching her every move.

"Hey, can I meet your master?"

The owl just tilted its head to look at her, and continued to "coo".

Feng Wanying was afraid that it didn't understand, so she repeated slowly: "Can I meet your master?" ”

The owl did not answer, it flapped its wings and flew up.

"Maybe it won't speak at all? Maybe it's not Lydia's owl at all? Feng Wanying watched it fly away and thought to herself.

After flying past a few trees, it stopped to look at Feng Wanying, Feng Wanying walked over, it flew forward for a distance, and then stopped and looked back at Feng Wanying.

Feng Wanying understood that it was going to take her somewhere.

Feng Wanying followed it like this, and after crossing a street, she could clearly see Notre Dame Cathedral, and the owl flew faster and faster......

Feng Wanying was pregnant after all, she couldn't keep up with the owl, she stopped, only to find that she had walked into an old street, where the street lights were dim, the houses were crowded, and the walls were sprayed with all kinds of bizarre and terrifying pictures by those avant-garde artists who had nowhere to vent their adolescent hormones.

Feng Wanying regretted a little in her heart, she had heard of the security in these places, why did she come here unknowingly?

She was about to leave, when suddenly two black people flashed out of the darkness, these two people wore hats diagonally, swore dirty words in their mouths, and walked towards Feng Wanying with a lewd smile on their faces.

Feng Wanying screamed in fright, turned around and ran, but how could she outrun these two tall black men?

The two negroes surrounded her one after the other, and she quickly handed them the small bag she was carrying.

"Aha, that's not enough......" One of them opened the bag and looked at it.

"How much more do you want?" Feng Wanying asked in a trembling voice.

"We ...... Don't want much, as long as you! Another hippie smiled and reached out to hug Feng Wanying.

"Ah...... Save ......" Feng Wanying's "help" word had not yet been shouted, and her mouth was covered by the hooligan.

"Haha buddy, tonight is really a good fortune, let's go......" The two hooligans said and dragged Feng Wanying towards the darkness.

Suddenly, there was a loud roar of "Wow...... and a huge cloud of silver light jumped lightly over the roofs of several old houses and landed in front of the two hooligans.

The great silver light shook the mane that glistened in the dim streetlight.

"It's ...... It's ......" The hooligan was frightened and took a few steps back.

The silver light slowly raised its head, it turned out to be a huge white tiger, the two giant eyes of the white tiger were like stars, and the open tiger's mouth revealed snowy sharp tiger teeth larger than bananas.

"Wow......" The white tiger roared angrily as it approached step by step, its shiny mane standing up one by one.

"You, you...... You're a monster of Notre-Dame......" one of the scoundrels stammered.

"Woo ......" The tiger teeth in the mouth of the white tiger are sharpening their knives.

"Run...... one of the hooligans shouted, put down Feng Wanying and ran into the distance, and the other followed closely behind and ran.

At this time, Feng Wanying had already fainted, how could she bear two scares in a row?

The white tiger came over and gently picked up Feng Wanying with his mouth.

The dim streetlamps illuminated the quiet old street, and there was not a single pedestrian on the street, except for a huge silver light, which moved quickly and silently across the street.

In front of a doorway, an owl stood on a beam and "cooed".

A flame floated out of the doorway: "I'm really sorry to have you so late!" This beast doesn't understand human feelings, she is pregnant and flies so fast, otherwise it is more than enough to deal with those two hooligans, how dare you work hard?! ”

The flame said respectfully and bowed to the silver light.

The white tiger gently put Feng Wanying on the ground, nodded and turned around and jumped up, only to see it fall lightly on the head of the opposite room, and then this huge silver light disappeared into the distance in a leap.

The flame looked at the street on both sides of the doorway, and then hugged Feng Wanying in, and the moment she closed the door, she didn't forget to explain to the owl on the beam: "Pay attention to the street!" ”

On a soft bed, Feng Wanying gradually woke up, and she saw Lydia chanting with her eyes slightly closed, holding a handful of lit herbs in her hand and smoking them in circles on her head, this herb had a refreshing fragrance.

Feng Wanying wanted to sit up, but Lydia hurriedly signaled that she couldn't move:

"For the sake of the little earl in your belly, you can't move for the time being!"

"Murch, it's time to bring it in!" Lydia screamed out the door.

I saw a bearded man bring in a green glass, Lydia carefully helped Feng Wanying up, took the glass and handed it to her.

"This is the ancestral secret recipe of the gypsies, it has a good fetal effect, and it frightens the fetus tonight, you must drink it!"

Feng Wanying didn't want to drink it, but she felt some pain in her abdomen, thinking that something must be wrong, and maybe drinking it would really be good for the fetus.

She took the glass in disbelief, and when she looked closely, she realized that the glass was not green, but a clear glass filled with a green liquid, which was still bubbling up with mist.

"This ......" Feng Wanying still looked at Lydia with some suspicion.