Winter is passing and spring is quietly coming, and after the first spring rains, the sky begins to clear and the weather becomes warmer.

Xiao Clan Temple has bloomed a bouquet of peach blossoms at some point.

"The peach blossoms are blooming. Xiao Rui looked at the sparse pink and couldn't help but sigh.

"It's the son's heart that is happy, and the peach blossoms are blooming. Mr. Aoyama bowed slightly.

"Sir, Ouyang Gongzi asks to see you. "Someone came to report it.

"Come in, please. Mr. Aoyama said with a smile.

The fire burns slowly, the tea bubbles, and the fragrance of tea overflows.

"Sir, I'm here to find Mr. Xiao this time. Ouyang Da got straight to the point.

"Ouyang Gongzi shouldn't go to Xiao's house when he is looking for Xiao Gongzi, why did he come to the old man. Mr. Aoyama said.

"I'm here to find Xiao Rui. Ouyang Da's gaze was very cold.

"Young Master Xiao Rui is not here with me. Mr. Aoyama said with a smile.

"Nonsense. Ouyang Da said coldly, "My father is the patriarch of the family, how could his words be wrong?" He asked me to come here to find Xiao Rui. ”

"Mr. Shang, Ouyang Da is coming to me. Xiao Rui, who was hiding next door, took out his mobile phone and whispered to the person on the other side of the phone.

"Oh. Shang Shiyi had obviously just woken up, he yawned and said, "He must have come to form an alliance with you, they are going to kill Xiao Chen." ”

"Really?" Xiao Rui exclaimed.

"You just say you agree to form an alliance with him, and we'll contact him for the rest. Shang Shiyi said, his voice sounding as if he was fully awake.

Xiao Rui walked out, sat down at the table, and had already spoken: "Brother Ouyang, you are here to form an alliance with me, right?"

Ouyang Da frowned slightly, he felt that Xiao Rui seemed to have undergone a huge change, he used to look down on Xiao Rui at all, he was just the second son of the Xiao family, except for his swordsmanship, he was useless, and now, he suddenly felt that Xiao Rui seemed to have a great change, he seemed to have a powerful aura, like a person, like, just like Shen Bifu.

"Yes, I can't tolerate Xiao Ge marrying that guy Xiao Chen. Ouyang Da said.

"In this case, our goal is the same, I want to seize the position of head of the family, you want to kill Xiao Chen, and Mr. Aoyama wants to find a way to become a sage. As long as we are united, we can kill Xiao Chen. Xiao Rui's voice coincided with Shang Eleven's voice, and Xiao Rui smiled.

"The situation of the family has changed now, Lin Weicheng has always had a heart of disobedience, and now that he has the Xiao family, he can almost compete with the Ouyang family, so my father is already planning to wipe them out. Ouyang Da said with a smile.

Xiao Rui smiled and didn't speak.

Sky.

Five hundred years ago, the cloudy sky was the highest place in the whole continent, with towering churches, spires, and white walls, carved with patterns of the vicissitudes of the sea, and every hour passed, there would be a loud bell, which seemed to come from a very high sky, and seemed to baptize all the ugliness. The congregants who came and went were dressed in white robes, and the white robes were patterned against the current, and the knights of the church held spears and shuttled from place to place.

And now Yuntian is no longer the center of the continent, the tall skyscrapers that have risen in the south far exceed the height of the church, and the luxury of the church has dragged down the whole country, and the church has gradually sold the oil fields in the north to the merchants of Qingguo or Cangmo Empire. There are very few believers in white robes in the clouds, and most of them are tourists wearing large flower pants or small skirts, carrying bags and sunglasses, and holding selfie sticks.

Jiang Qianyue followed behind Shen Bifu and walked on the streets of Yuntian, this was not her first time in the Holy Sect Country, but it was her first time in the city of Yuntian.

Shen Bifu was wearing a white suit, and Jiang Qianyue was also wearing a white skirt, out of politeness, white was the holy color of the Holy Religion, although they were not religious.

When the two of them walked up the eighty-one steps of the Holy Cathedral, they saw the statue of the saint standing at the door of the church, the saint with a long beard and eyebrows, and his eyes looked down on the whole cloud sky majestically.

The doors of the Holy See are white and have teachings carved on them. There was an old man in a white robe standing at the door: "Is this Mr. Shen? ”

Shen Bifu nodded, the white-robed old man pushed open the door of the Holy See, Shen Bifu stretched out her hand and grabbed Jiang Qianyue, and was about to enter.

"This young lady, women are not allowed to enter the Holy See. The old man stopped Jiang Qianyue.

Shen Bifu frowned slightly and said, "She came with me." ”

"This is the rule of the Holy Religion, please forgive me, sir. The old man said.

Shen Bifu was silent for a moment, then turned to Jiang Qianyue and said, "Are you waiting at the door?"

"Yes, sir. Jiang Qianyue let go of Shen Bifu's hand.

Shen Bifu stepped into the Holy See, the church is very wide, there is a statue of a saint standing in the middle, looking down at him majestically, Shen Bifu glanced lightly, under the guidance of the old man in white robe, bypassed the statue, walked inside, the sun shined in from the carved window, but the whole Holy See is still very dim, there is no light, Shen Bifu feels that they are still alive in the last century.

Shen Bifu looked up and saw the old man sitting on the throne, the old man was leaning on the arm of the chair, his lips trembled, as if he was asleep and waking up, Shen Bifu knew that this old man was Beigong Song, the current godmaster, and there were a few people in white robes standing beside him, who were the ministers of the throne.

"Shen Bifu, see the Holy King. Shen Bifu's voice was cold, and she bowed respectfully.

"Let a man or woman step into our holy Holy See. Standing to the right of the King was a short old man, who was small in stature, but loud enough to hear echoes.

"Mr. Shen is the most powerful person in Yuntian, and it is also the company under his name that bought our oil field, and he is our friend. The speaker was a young man, tall and stiff-eyed, standing on the left hand side of the king.

"Your Highness's invitation to pagans to step into our holy Holy See is the greatest insult to the Holy See. The old man shouted.

"Mr. Shen is here to help us, and with Mr. Shen here, my father can have more money to spend. The young man turned to his father, who was seated on the throne.

"Qian ......" the old man muttered, opening his eyes, "Qian ......"

"Your Highness......" The old man on the right still wanted to make a difficulty, but Shen Bifu spoke: "I have no interest in the party struggle within your Holy See, please take me to meet the person I want to see immediately." There was no emotion in his voice, and his tone was slightly tough.

"Sir, please. The young man hurriedly said, he led the way, and led Shen Bifu up the stairs on the left and came to the door of the room.