The uncle of the guard officer couldn't stand it at all, and the domineering king character that the public relations team had worked hard to create for the princess seemed to have completely lost its meaning in this carriage, and anyone could bully it a few times, so he turned his attention for help to the only person who might be reliable here.

Philip's attention was naturally diverted from Bao'er by the girls' fighting, and he was very sensitive to see the beautiful scenery of spring at a glance.

He gave Miranda a thumbs up to them as if encouragingly, meaning you go on, and I just watched quietly, only to get a big roll of the eyes of Miss Afu.

I don't know how to offend this black-bellied girl, Philip can only turn his head, but he meets the resentful eyes of the uncle of the guard.

Originally, he was just sitting here honestly in a daze, but suddenly he became the most unpopular person in this box, Philip shook his head with a wry smile, and simply continued to concentrate on massaging Bao'er's body.

"I can't see it, this one in your family is quite gentle, and it's different from what I imagined before. After the joke, Miranda helped Sophia clean up the potato chip crumbs on her head, poked the other party's waist, and whispered.

Sophia flashed with fear, glanced at someone over there who was dumbfounded, and said angrily: "He is nostalgic, and anyone who grew up with him, whether it is a person or a thing, is very precious."

There really is a pet for any owner. ”

Speaking of this, she grabbed Afu's arm and rested on it, as if the culprit who almost suffocated her just now was not Afu.

Afu also kissed Sophia's smooth head affectionately, and snorted at someone's silhouette in agreement.

Before, they also wanted to show their friendly side and wanted to touch Bao'er, but they ran into a gray nose.

Except for her old acquaintances, Anna and Catherine, she refuses to be approached by any other woman, let alone touched.

Every time it didn't touch its head, it would let out a warning sound, and then wriggle its fat ass and hide away.

Miranda looked at Philip, then looked back at the two little sisters who were not very good-looking, and nodded slightly.

After a while, he said: "Then when you all become old women in the future, will he still treat you as a treasure and treat you better?"

Sophia and Afu were both stunned for a moment, looked at each other, and then couldn't help but look in Philip's direction.

Anne on the side still has half of the heroine on the battlefield, and she has been a melon-eating crowd for a long time, and she also cast her eyes on it, thinking about it.

The rise of the Wild Lion is already unstoppable, and how the Lamande family and the Snape family get along in the southeast in the future, even if it is an encounter between the two family heads, may be interpreted as a game of swords and arrows.

Philip didn't know that he was the center of the conversation again, he only felt a chill on his body, and looked out the window suspiciously, could it be cooled?

If he knew what Miranda just said, he would definitely give her a big gift gratefully, she is really an understanding and good girl, he has more than a dozen sturdy little fresh meat, various models are at your disposal, there is always one suitable for you.

For example, Gerard is very good, and with an almost negative EQ, he is almost annoying Julian to death.

Finally, when the early spring sun was just showing a hint of warmth, Philip and his party got off the train and walked into the city of Flogun, the seat of the Southern Temple.

Words cannot describe the sheer size and majesty of the city of Flogen, which is one of the five holy cities on the continent and is twice as large as the imperial capital de Talena.

There are more than a dozen races, hundreds of nationalities, and more than 5 million permanent residents from all over the continent.

You must know that this is still an otherworldly continent without high-rise buildings, which is enough to show how huge and spectacular the city is.

There were no defensive walls in the city, only a few symbolic gates connected to the mountain walls, not because no one would attack it because of conceit, but because it was a city built on top of a mountain.

From afar, a staircase winds upwards and splits into several streams halfway up the mountain, until it reaches the towering gates, and the edge of the city is a cliff hundreds of meters high.

Unless the enemy can fly, it is impossible to storm the city from anywhere else.

It's a typical mountain town, with all the buildings being ridiculously tall, and most of them can't tell how many floors there are.

You think it's a rooftop but there are children playing on the lawn, and where you think it's a bridge, there are countless windows below, and the colorful clothes are drying on it, fluttering in the wind like a colorful oil painting.

Philip and the others even saw a waterfall in the middle of the city, gushing out of the mountain wall, and the vigorous water vapor hung a few rainbows in the sky permanently.

This is a three-dimensional city, a living city, and the people living here are like the cells in the body of a giant, and those vertical and horizontal rivers are its blood vessels, and those towering buildings are its organs.

One of the most spectacular is the Holy Tower, which stands at the highest point of the city, which is two thousand meters high from a distance, and even though there are all kinds of high-rise buildings here, it still can't stop its magnificent appearance.

The ivory-white tower is not so much the wall as the mountain itself, and the whole pagoda is simply carved out of a lonely peak, which is also dotted with pavilions and dozens of huge and spacious terraces, on which the birds sing and the fragrance of flowers, a peaceful atmosphere.

This is a radical departure from the ancient and mystical atmosphere that Philip had previously anticipated, preferring to believe that this was a capital of art rather than a religious mecca.

The crowd was like a bun that had entered the city, and they involuntarily restrained their breath and walked inward along the bustling streets.

Even Sophia and Philip are so virtuous, not to mention children like Afu and Victor from the deep mountains and forests.

But the interesting thing is that the people here, whether they are men, women and children, whether they are peddlers and pawns or dignitaries, seem to be full of vigorous vitality and self-confidence.

I dare not say that they all live rich and brightly dressed, but it is easy to distinguish from their faces, it is a taste of yearning and pride in life.

Even Ale, who would be watched everywhere he went, seemed to be worthless all of a sudden, and in just two or three kilometers, they saw more than three or five people who looked even stranger than Ale, and no one pointed a finger at Ale's furry face, but Sophia and Philip's appearance was quickly recognized, and there were even young people who asked them for autographs.

There was no choice but to surround the princess from behind with someone and protect her.

At last Peter came up to him, and he waited for a long time at the gate without being seen.

This made Philip blush a little, and he was too embarrassed to say that he had forgotten to take the middle of the three paths when going up the mountain, and slipped in through the side door.

And along the way, they only cared about the scenery, and completely forgot about the things that should be answered by someone, and to this day more than 200 of Kalitan's men are still waiting outside the city gate to complete the formalities.

After covering up their embarrassment with a burst of nonsense, Philip and the others quickly returned to the main entrance, where a bishop of the Southern Temple was waiting to clean up the imperial princess, which was embarrassing.

At this point, Philip's party and Sophia's team were about to separate, each going to their respective colleges to report, and even the temporary resting place was more than ten kilometers away.

Philip swears it's more of an independent country than a city.

He thought about things simply, if he wanted to go on a date with Sophia in the future, he would probably have to consider the traffic conditions of the day, and then reserve enough time in advance to cross this huge city as maze as large, and maybe even have a guide or something.

It reminded him of the date in his previous life, but at least he still had a car at that time, but in this damn three-dimensional city, horseback riding is definitely not the mainstream means of transportation, and those cableways and cable cars hanging high in the sky are the necessary elements for residents to travel.

To give you the most popular example, you will understand that Peter, a special person who is good at adapting to the environment, arrived here a month early, but until now he has only figured out the one acre and three points of land around the seminary and three of the ten commercial districts.

Even so, he still didn't know anything about the paths that only the old people who had lived here for decades knew about.

Philip ate his lunch of local specialties and was full of praise as he thought to himself what a huge price it would take for him to lead the lions to attack such a city.

He shuddered that even if there were no walls, it would be difficult for a million-strong army to survive with these completely confusing streets and buildings.

Unless it is bombarded from the sky like in the previous life, trying to conquer this mountain city with ground forces alone will definitely become a nightmare for any commander.

Unconsciously, everyone has become a little close to the city, and they are also in awe, and in the next few years, this will be their new home.

Unlike Philip, although it is also a seminary, Chand and the others are going to a branch for the temple warriors, and there is a branch for priests that Miss Afu is going to.

The straight-line distance between each other should be calculated in units of three kilometers, and the actual distance is even several times farther than walking.

Except for Miss Afu, who was an observer, just registered, and the other dozen or so people had to run for food, clothing, housing and transportation for the next few years for a full ten days to prepare all kinds of procedures and materials clearly, and waited for the day when school would start soon.

Fortunately, Philip has enough money, and there are few things in any world that can't be solved by throwing a lot of money.

Although Peter had figured out some of the doorways, Philip was happy to pay the local landlord to do the chores, he didn't care about a few small bucks, especially since he knew very well that you couldn't deprive these little people of the capital to live, otherwise endless trouble would await you.