The climax of the ceremony was approaching, and the paladin's guard of honor had already completed a circle around the arena and stepped onto the straight road to the center.

First the shield-wielding knights split into two sides and stood opposite each other, followed by the knights with bows, lancers, and knights with axes, in order.

At this moment, the paladin dismounted, walked to a position more than a meter away from Bishop Melissa, knelt down on one knee, took off his helmet, and placed it on the ground in front of him.

He pulled the broadsword hanging from his waist out of its scabbard, the cold blade heavy and restrained, and he held it in both hands and held it flat to Bishop Melissa.

Phil had a chance to see the hero of Gokan City, and he gasped, stunned by the paladin's face.

Her long red hair, which was as blazing as fireworks, was scattered over her shoulders and fluttered in the cold winter wind.

Thick and flying eyebrows, large, clear eyes, a tall but not bloated nose, angular but not rough and stiff chin, fair complexion, smooth face without beard.

Different from the traditional concept of the appearance of Ward men, extremely handsome, and even a somewhat feminine handsome face, Phil, who has always been proud of his appearance, can't help but feel ashamed of himself.

What surprised him was not just the unexpected handsomeness, but the face that Phil was very, very familiar with.

However, it was a past life.

Leonardo DiCaprio, the dream girl of thousands of girls, is famous all over the world for his heart and hard pursuit of a certain trophy, because he photographed a big ship when he was young.

Except for the color of the hair, the others are simply copies.

Even because of the color of the hair, it looks even more glamorous and beautiful.

Someone once commented on the beauty of the little plum, which is incomparably beautiful and devastating, like a poppy.

Unrestrained and enchanting, full of temptation and poisonous juice.

Although Phil liked this beautiful man quite much in his previous life, seeing such a familiar face in this world still made him a little shocked for a while, and the hairs on his body stood up.

Could it be that I have been dreaming all along, otherwise how to explain such bizarre, unthinkable coincidences.

Phil couldn't figure it out, didn't know what it meant.

For a moment, he didn't even pay attention to Bishop Melissa's announcement of the paladin's life and achievements, but was just immersed in a confused and tangled mind.

Bishop Melissa took the broadsword, and although it was heavy, her hand was steady and did not tremble at all.

Melissa's face was calm and serious, but her tone was very passionate, her voice was loud and heavy, and she held a broadsword in her hand and slowly told the deeds of the paladin to everyone present.

The sealing ceremony officially entered the climax.

After reading out the conditions for the promotion of the paladin, Melissa turned to face in the direction of the temple and chanted a ballad-like ritual.

Not counting the people on the streets of the city, there were nearly 300,000 people standing inside and outside the square alone, densely packed, but at this time, only Melissa's voice could be heard resounding in this world.

The chant is sometimes slow and low, sometimes high-spirited and intense, and sometimes full of sadness.

Even Phil, who was a little out of shape, was attracted by the growing chanting in his ears and couldn't help but look in that direction.

The language of the shrine is not the lingua franca of the main road, nor is it the language of any national people, and the official name is the language of God.

Phil hadn't yet touched on the study of the Divine Language, but he could easily sense an emotion from it, sometimes sad, sometimes angry, sometimes kind.

At this moment, the tall temple building, the black stone monument, and everything in the entire square seem to form a whole, echoing each other, as if the gods are present.

Phil could feel that as Bishop Melissa's chanting reached its climax, the land seemed to have come alive and full of life.

Sure enough, he is a seventh-level bishop, and he is not tolerated by the public.

Streams of mental fluctuations came, weak at first, then stronger and stronger, stronger and stronger.

The fluctuations hit Phil's heart like a drumstick, and he felt his heart beat faster and faster, and his spirit was also a little trance, and a lot of cold sweat broke out of his head, running down his cheeks.

The fourth wave had passed, followed by the fifth and sixth waves, and Phil's face was getting redder and redder, and he felt like his heart was beating out of his throat.

Finally, the seventh wave arrived at the climax of Melissa's chanting, and Phil felt that he could no longer stand, his legs trembled, and he slammed into his chair.

The seventh wave was also the last one induced by Melissa, and as the last complex syllable ended, everything returned to silence, as if all the previous ones were illusions.

Just when Phil felt relieved, the knight's broadsword in Melissa's hand suddenly shone brightly.

The light was green, just like the green arrow of light that Phil had ever seen, but it was more dazzling, like the sun that suddenly appeared in the night, instantly piercing the darkness and enveloping the world.

"Qiang~!"

Just when the green light reached its maximum, it suddenly converged strangely, and all the light seemed to be absorbed by the knight's broadsword, and the golden sound seemed to be the broadsword coming to life, greeting all the spirits in the world and announcing his birth.

Phil was broken by this golden sound of the last line of defense, and he only felt an unparalleled force hit a part of himself, not his head, nor his heart, but directly into the depths of his soul.

Then, gorgeously, she fainted in her chair.

Perhaps everyone was drawn to the miraculous ceremony, and it wasn't until the ceremony was over that the grand procession was about to begin, and the likes of Brad and Catherine realized that Phil was not in the right state on the chair.

The family panicked and hurriedly carried him out of the viewing platform.

In a vast starry sky, a small point of light floated in the darkness, and Phil felt that he was back in the time when he was still a soul light cluster, and some colorful pictures flew towards him and pounced on him.

"Haozi, don't be late for a drink. What do you think about buying a house in the suburbs, every party is the latest you arrive and run the earliest. ”

"Net talk nonsense, buy a house in the city center, you give me money. Besides, my house is now one of the city centers. Northern Business Circle, understand?"

"Doesn't your dad have a house on Huale Street? ”

"It's too small, it's less than 60 square meters, even if the daughter-in-law doesn't dislike it, she still has to give birth to a baby, how can she live there. Besides, it's not a school district house. ”

"That's the same, I didn't answer Zhou Datou's call, you two have a good relationship, you ignore him, tell her the time and place. ”

"Okay, I'll drive, I'll wait. ”

"Don't forget, you're a pig's brain, and you're not reliable. ”

"Get out!"

Lu Hao pressed the on-board Bluetooth phone, rubbed his temples that had stayed up all night, started the car, and drove towards the unit.

"Husband, I've grown meat lately, and I've gained two pounds in a month!" a nearly 30-year-old woman leaned on the back of the sofa, one arm resting on the man's big thick legs, and the other hand erected two shallot-like fingers, dangling in front of him, trying to attract the man's attention.

“......”

"Husband, why don't you speak, I told you that I was fat, did you hear it? ”

“......”

"I'm telling you to pretend you can't hear it. The woman did it directly, pinched the fat on the man's waist, and skillfully twisted it a few times.

"Oh, don't pinch, it hurts. It seems like you ate the last two chicken wings last night, and now you tell me you're fat. ”

"Then I didn't ask you, don't you eat? ”

"Yes, your old man put all the chicken wings in the bowl, and then asked me, can I not understand this routine? If I dare to say yes, I must not be bitten to death by a goblin." ”

“...... I don't care, I'm fat anyway, it's all your fault. ”

"Yes, yes, it's all my fault. But it's a little bit meaty, and you can only have a baby when the meat grows enough, and I support your daughter-in-law. The man put his arm around the woman's waist, dragged her into his arms, and kissed the woman's delicate collarbone, his hand still following the curve of the woman's back, probing down.

"Nasty...... Hehe, don't make a fuss, itchy. The woman grumbled, but did not push the man away, as if she felt that the hot breath made her neck itch, and laughed.

"Actually, I should tell you my true identity, I am the last person in the Liu vampire family, and now I want to develop you into a downline. Congratulations, you can live forever. ”

"I'm not a vampire, I'm a werewolf. ”

"That's not good, I'm too bad, the werewolf doesn't wear clothes after she transforms, and the things of Lao Liu's family can't be shown to outsiders. ”

"I'll bite you to death!" the two figures on the sofa writhed, and the noise was endless.