"Heaven and the West have cooperation, I don't know the specific situation, but since the Tang Dynasty, Western Buddhism has begun to slowly invade Middle-earth, the development of followers, which was unimaginable before, Middle-earth is the territory of Heaven, don't look at Buddhism is now widely spread in Middle-earth, in fact, without the acquiescence of Heaven, no wild little god dares to touch Middle-earth, the status of the Eastern god system in the whole world, and only those of us who have experienced it know that now alas!"

"What else?" Su Nuo wanted to sleep when he heard it, if he didn't talk about the point, she planned to just throw people to Feng Haoxi to 'train' for a while!

"Is the mother willing to sacrifice herself to save the world?" Bao Ping'an asked again,

"I don't want to." Su Nuo rolled his eyes and replied angrily, "What's the matter with the destruction of the world?" ”

"The destruction of the world is said to be the prophecy of Lord Fuxi, the gods are absolute, the Tao is gone, and the world is destroyed."

If you say it, you don't say it, Su Nuo thinks of the innate gossip that has no reaction, and is so worried that he wants to kill!

No matter how much he asked next, Bao Ping'an just shook his head, and Su Nuo flicked his fingers angrily, "Feng Xian, throw him out for me!" ”

So, Bao Ping'an was thrown out!

The trip to St. Petersburg, non-people only go to Su Nuo, Meng Li is still a ghost, it is inconvenient to travel, and Su Nuo is not sure if the power of the birdman of the Holy See will bring harm to her, Zhao Chi of course wants to stay with his girlfriend, Li Miao was recruited back to Beijing, it is said that the studio has a business, as a rich second generation who is determined to be a fighter jet in the squirrel, he will not let go of any opportunity to make money, as for St. Petersburg - what is there to do in that kind of wild place?

However, Li Miao did not forget to tell Su Nuo, don't forget his feather quilt, feather pad, and feather painting

Wind Dye stayed, Feng Xian followed, and in addition, there was one more in the team, uh, the translator.

Su Nuo's English score is actually good - full marks in the exam, but unfortunately she is learning Chinese English, and she can basically only understand one Harrow when she goes abroad, and Lord Feng Haoxi is bullish and never allows others to speak languages other than Chinese in front of him - you want to talk to me? Okay, let's learn Chinese!

On the afternoon of the third day, they set foot on the territory of the Vatican.

The Vatican is the smallest country in the world and one of the richest countries in the world, with a total population of only a few hundred people and a per capita annual income of more than hundreds of millions of dollars!

This is the seat of the Pope of the Western Holy See, where one-sixth of the planet's population is faithful.

St. Peter's Basilica is a world-famous tourist destination, and it is naturally not difficult for Su Nuo and his entourage to enter, in line with the policy of saluting first and then soldiering, Su Nuo first visited with great interest - five minutes, and then found a place to rest.

"It's better to see than to hear, it's so boring" Su Nuo yawned, drowsy.

Who said that art knows no borders? In a righteous god, a supreme, all kinds of crazy cool and arrogant saints, these things called art, chaotic lines, with a variety of graphics and colors patchwork of buildings, are really unsightly, there is no beauty at all, except for making people feel that the crowds of people are noisy and complicated, there is no artistic conception of beauty, the guards wearing strange vertical striped clothes, just like the passers-by in Western cartoons, the whole cathedral, except for the area is a little larger, a little taller, There is nothing appealing about it.

Less than half an hour after stepping out of the country, Su Nuo regretted it, how good the home is, delicious food, soft big bed, even if it is a good night's sleep, it is much more comfortable than running all the way here to see people's heads!

Just when she was thinking about whether she was going to turn directly into the cross in front of her and flick her tail? When they were tearing their hair directly, a priest wearing a gold-rimmed black robe came to them.

"May the Lord bless you, distinguished guests"

"Bless me? I'm afraid he doesn't have the guts, nor the ability" Su Nuo interrupted him unceremoniously, stretched out his hands and feet lazily, and then stood up,

"Lead the way! Although we are here to kick the gym, but we will not bully you in broad daylight A little Phnom Penh is right, I want to drink Junshan tea"

The black-robed priest with gold edges didn't know if he had been instructed in advance, and he didn't react to Su Nuo's rude words, but silently made a 'please' gesture.

Su Nuo and Feng Haoxi held hands, followed by Feng Xianhe and David, the translator he didn't know where to find, and the group walked towards the left side of the church.

Along the way, countless attention salutes were received, and countless faithful believers rubbed their eyes in disbelief when they saw this scene, and the black-robed and gold-edged priest actually personally received a few black-haired Asians, which is also a rare miracle in St. Petersburg in a hundred years!

Turning around, the group came to a small prayer room, in front of which was a cross with a faint white light, on the left and right were all snow-white, with different expressions, with a six-winged angel statue, in front of the cross, stood a man wearing armor, holding a spear, wearing a red trench coat, golden hair and a beard, with a solemn expression.

"Round table chair?" Su Nuo turned around, the way he had come was gone, and eleven knight-like men with similar scores surrounded them.

"Brother Hao, we want to salute first and then soldier, but it seems that people don't appreciate it!" Su Nuo tugged at his arm and said with a coquettish smile,

"Let's fight, then." Feng Haoxi hugged Su Nuo's slender waist and said indifferently, in his eyes, the so-called Knight of the Round Table is not a paper paste, and it is not much powerful!

"Wait, Your Excellency Wind, can we talk?" The bearded blonde man in front of him said, his voice deep and deep, as if it were exploding in his ears.

"Do you want to talk?" Feng Haoxi lowered his head and asked Su Nuo, he knew that Su Nuo insisted on coming here for her own reasons, she didn't want to say, he didn't ask, no matter what she was going to do, he would silently support her behind her back, so that she had no worries.

"Okay, in fact, there's nothing to talk about, just hand it over." Su Nuo rubbed his eyes and half-leaned on Feng Haoxi's body, so sleepy!

"Let me introduce myself, I'm Gerant, Knight."

"Jett? Okay, I don't care what your name is, I just need people, either hand over the wind purple, or I'll pluck the hair with my hands"

"Presumptuous!"

Before Geraint could answer, someone behind him shouted angrily, "¥%&......&¥"

Uh, what's that?

Su Nuo realized that what they just said was actually Chinese! (To be continued.) )