The father of the Qiyun Kingdom?

Ludon lifted his right hand and sighed.

When it comes to death, Mrs. Vito is gifted.

She can choose one out of thirteen, and she can choose it, which is really bad luck.

The option of [Father of the Qiyun Kingdom] is definitely impossible.

First, Ludon knew that he had no descendants.

Second, the demon is the father of the Qiyun Kingdom.

It proves that Mrs. Vito is a descendant of the father of the Qiyun Kingdom, and she has directly changed from a reprieved death to a dead standing, and she has to rush it.

Ludon didn't talk nonsense with her, he directly put away the parchment roll and said casually,

"Okay, then choose Love Saint."

Mrs. Vito: ???

Isn't she the chosen father of the Qiyun Kingdom, why did she become a love saint?

Did Luton hear it wrong?

Mrs. Vito didn't have time to ask anything more before Ludon moved on to something else.

"I have already demonstrated with you the possibility of a turnaround, and I have also provided ideas for a turnaround."

Luton returned to the table and sat face to face with Mrs. Vito, their eyes colliding,

"Now, it's time for us to negotiate conditions."

The woman was about to speak, but was interrupted by Luden's raised index finger.

"Shh

Ludon said very seriously,

"We all know that you have no real power in the Saint Family, you are just a passenger on this big ship, I want to talk to the people behind you."

Mrs. Vito was too young and immature.

Although she was pushed to the front of the stage, everyone could see that her performance on this stage was not as good as a child.

She doesn't even have the arrogance that the superior is nurtured by power.

Mrs. Vito's arrogance was more like a gamble, entangled in such trivial matters as who was on it.

It is precisely because of this that she has repeatedly lost in the confrontation with Luden.

Ludon had to talk to someone who could talk.

Ludon picked up the water glass, the drink was already a little cold, and he simply drank it in one gulp.

"If I'm right, you haven't been back for so long, and the one who can talk... It should be almost there."

Pushing the empty glass of water in front of Mrs. Vito, Ludon said casually,

"Now go wash the cups, and then, we can start negotiating."

Mrs. Vito bowed her head slightly, like a surrendered general.

She shook her lips, a hint of unwillingness flashed in her eyes, but when she raised her head, she had a smile like a good wife and mother on her face.

Mrs. Vito got up slowly, took the empty water glass, and went to clean the water glass, as Ludon had said.

Just as she was about to finish washing, the sound of a carriage came from outside Luden's small building.

"Knock knock—"

The knock on the door was soft, but the force was well controlled.

Without waiting for Ludon to open the door, the door opened by itself.

Obviously, the other party has the key.

Ludon sighed, he felt the need to find a locksmith.

Thinking about it, Ludon dismissed the idea again.

The other party can get the key to their own home, and this wooden door can't stop the other party even with the most advanced combination lock.

Outside the door, a familiar figure appeared in Luden's field of vision.

"We'll meet again, Mr. Ludon."

The old woman in the wheelchair looked at Lu Deng and said with emotion in her tone.

When she met Luden for the first time, she knew that the man in front of her was not simple.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have brought Ludon home from the tavern.

The old woman's eyes fluttered lightly on Lutdon, but the pressure on Lutten was a hundred or a thousand times more than that of Mrs. Vito!

After being in the Divine State for so long, this was the first task that interested Ludon.

Mrs. Vito slowly walked behind the old woman, her chin tucked slightly, and she turned back into a proud swan, and leaned down to say something to the old woman.

The old woman shook her head slightly, preventing her from speaking.

There's no place for her to speak.

The old woman in the wheelchair was like a Heavenly Sword covered with rags, revealing a little edge.

This is the true family of saints.

Mrs. Vito with him

The old woman got straight to the point and asked,

"Which big man are you're a close confidant, Presiding Judge? Justice Provod? ”

"No, I'm just a lost lamb in search of a saint."

Luden shook his head slightly and asked rhetorically,

"What should you call it?"

The old woman didn't care about Ludon's foolishness, in fact, she had already guessed that this guy was as slippery as ever.

"Call me Isa."

When Isha mentioned her name, something crossed her eyes.

Lutdon knew it was a reminiscence of the past.

Also a man with a story.

Compared with Mrs. Vito, Isha is much more difficult to deal with and communicates much more efficiently.

She spoke again, asking two precise questions,

"What can you do, what do you want?"

Luden's answer was also succinct and clear,

"I can help you prove that you are the bloodline of the Saint of Love, I want the support of the Saint Descendant family in terms of materials, more than 2 million meters, the more the better, and the kindness of a patriarch."

Luton offered one help with two requests.

Otherwise, like Mrs. Vito, they would always question Luden's words.

You say you can prove it, you can prove it?

Isha is different.

This cake painted by Luden, she ate.

"Miso, it's not a problem, the girl will cooperate with you."

Isha said hoarsely, "I will arrange a meeting between you and Patriarch Knight, and whether or not you can get the kindness and support of the Patriarch is up to you." ”

Isha believes that as long as Ludon does it, this guy will always have a way to succeed.

After speaking, Isha knocked on the handle of the wheelchair with her right hand, and the servant behind her felt the vibration of the wheelchair and pushed Isha out of the small building according to the instructions of the master.

Luton noticed that most of the servants who helped Isha push the wheelchair were deaf and mute.

Slavery of all evils...

Of course, even if Luton overthrew slavery, he believed that it would still be the deaf and dumb people who would push the cart for Isha.

One of the true rulers of the Holy Descent family came and went in a hurry, but in a hurry.

Mrs. Vito spent a day and a night unnegotiated.

It only took Isha a few words to get it done.

Ludon knows it's not that simple.

Wading through this troubled water by yourself will not only offend other Saint Descendant families, but also deal with the Inquisition.

I'm afraid it won't be too easy for the next time.

Still, Ludon doesn't have to worry too much.

At such a big risk, the gains he will receive are also huge!

Millions of Meso, beckoning to Ludon, ah no, he means that he will bring millions of blessings to the people of the kingdom of God!

Ludon is bent on good fortune and has no interest in Miso!

The benefits of working with the Saint Family have come to Luden's eyes:

He's got start-up capital!

Mrs. Vito whispered, "Now... What do we do? ”

Ludon stood up, his hands propped up on the table, leaning forward, like a hungry lion about to hunt, his eyes glinted with greed,

"I want to know how good you are to store food, how many meters, how much real estate and real estate you can mortgage..."

Looking at the strange Ludon in front of her, Mrs. Vito is like a frightened little white rabbit, she is working with the slowly waking beast, and the smell of blood fills the air...

In a trance, she had an illusion:

This man is the real demon.