"Your Majesty, I will definitely do my best to make this long dress for you......"

Archbishop Martin carefully held the emerald glass beads, bowed his head, and said respectfully.

Chen Lun thought for a while and reminded:

"If you encounter a dilemma during the production process, the power of the feather can be discarded, but the style must be elegant and beautiful, preferably suitable for important occasions."

"An important occasion?"

Martin touched his bald head and chewed on the word.

An "important occasion" that can make His Majesty the crown of King Cang pay so much attention, and the long skirt is mostly given to Pope Floy as a gift, so ......

A sudden look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Although he was very surprised in his heart, the sun demigod still believed his guess and hurriedly said:

"I see what you mean, Your Majesty."

"Hmm."

Seeing this, Chen Lun was satisfied.

He then quietly swept the things stored in the Blood Poetry Ring, but picking and picking them were all some extraordinary materials accumulated in the past, which looked good at the time, but at this stage, it was somewhat "chicken ribs".

So Chen Lun thought about it and turned his head:

"Ronan, as the 'God of Fruits', I think you should have hidden a lot of interesting mythological materials, right?"

The hat boy standing on the left side of the throne heard the king call his real name, and most of his body was covered by a large pointed hat, and the two chicken-foot-like calves exposed couldn't help but tremble.

"Your Majesty, it is true."

A trembling sound came from inside the large pointed hat.

The hat snapped to the ground, and the next second it "grew" out of the ground at Chen Lun's feet, and the hat boy stood up, propped up the big hat, and the surface was agitated, and there was a squirming movement, as if he was making something inside.

Soon, a pile of shredded material fell out from under the hat and rained down with a crackling sound.

All sorts of mythological material are piling up.

Under the stunned gaze of everyone, it even piled up and lifted the short hat boy to a height of several meters.

"Your Majesty Cang, these are my treasures from the past few eras, a total of 1,489 mythical-level materials, including 201 materials for demigod-level mythical creatures...... Feel free to choose, hey, hey. ”

The hat boy spoke with a smile in his tone, but in fact he wanted to cry without tears.

He only felt his heart dripping blood, his organs cramping, and he couldn't breathe.

The church leaders could hear that the hat boy's tone was very careful, and even the humility was mixed with a hint of flattery.

"Good."

Chen Lun glanced at the hat boy and said with a faint smile.

Immediately, he turned his head back to Archbishop Martin.

"Martin, you can choose any of these materials."

Martin's expression suddenly became excited, and his eyes burst into anticipation.

Even He, who is the best at creating things in the Empire since the Fifth Age, has never seen so much mythological material...... Coupled with the feathers of the ancient god emerald bird, what kind of masterpiece can this make?

He didn't know, but He was willing to take on the challenge.

"Thank you, Your Majesty King Cang."

Martin took a deep breath, got up slowly, and immediately carefully selected the mythical materials in front of the pile with a serious face.

Everyone didn't speak, just watched quietly, with curiosity and amazement in their eyes, after all, such a scene is really exaggerated, thousands of mythological materials are stacked at will, I'm afraid that only the "God of Fruits" under the command of King Cang has such a background, right?

Chen Lun did not urge and waited silently.

Instead, the hat boy on the side stared at Martin's movements.

I can't help but slander in my heart:

"Dead bald! Other! Don't take that! Damn! It was the mythical gem that I had managed to steal from the dragon's lair in my Second Age......"

Soon, Martin reached out and touched a shimmering dot of fusiform fabric, and the hat boy shuddered.

"Ahh Get your disgusting hands out of the way! That's my favorite thing, the fabric of the angels of the stars in the depths of the astral plane! ”

"Don't take that, don't ......"

"You dead bald head, why are your eyes so vicious, you are so ruthless......"

The hat boy's heart couldn't stop splashing blood, and the secret belly slander never stopped.

At this time, he suddenly found that the king of Cang turned his head at some point, and looked down on him with a deep eye that saw through his heart, without any emotion.

The hat boy snorted again, and laughed, and a warm and polite voice came from the large pointed hat:

"You can take it, you can take it all......"

"Thank you for your generosity, Your Majesty Ronan."

With a dozen copies of mythological materials in his hand, Martin turned to salute the diminutive hat boy with a satisfied expression on his face.

In addition to the long skirt as the main body, He also selected seven materials specifically for the "veil", "shawl", "finger cover" and "skirt trail......

As a master creator, Martin is extremely proficient in all aspects.

He knew very well that what the king wanted was not just a simple long dress......

It's a wedding dress for a grand wedding!

"Your Majesty King Cang, I have picked it, that's all."

Martin said respectfully to the blue-clothed figure again.

"Hmm."

Chen Lun smiled.

"Don't rush to work, do it slowly, and if you still lack anything, you can always pray to me."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Martin hurriedly responded.

But the hat boy on the side trembled.

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Night.

The sun slowly fell in the fairyland, and a bright moon rose.

In the center of the City of Cats, in the Dawn Cathedral next to the towering White Tower, the two archbishops Martin and Carmen were absent, and Noah, Anton, Alex, Maggie and Connie were all standing in the courtyard, looking up at the moon.

"Pope Floy hasn't come back yet, will he be in trouble?"

Noah asked worriedly.

"Don't worry, His Majesty is always watching the world."

Maggie smiled.

When she met King Cang in Tianyuan before, she found that Pope Floy was not present, and combined with Archbishop Martin's task of "making long dresses", Maggie guessed that King Cang must have wanted to surprise Pope Floy.

Looking up at the bright moon, Maggie secretly said that it was a pity.

I can't witness the scene of the two meeting with my own eyes......

Above the false moon.

The lonely apartment was still standing in the infinite land, and a black pillar of light suddenly fell from the clearing in front of it, and a slender figure slowly walked out of it.

Floy's face was a little pale, and there was a coldness in her purple eyes.

The papal crown on his head was missing, his long pale blonde hair was a little messy, and his solemn body was stained with dark red blood.

During the day, after killing the three "Seven Sages of the History and Ritual Society", he did not stop there, and then went to the headquarters of the other party alone.

The battle was fierce, with countless casualties in the Society of History and Rituals, and it was the President McNeill himself who was able to stop his slaughter.

The two sides fought one after another, Floy was only a sequence four saints after all, and he was still powerless in the face of the earth demigods who were one sequence higher than him.

But at that time, Floy was already dominated by anger.

Unbeknownst to him, Master Jack's ritual had not only failed but had been a blessing in disguise...... Thinking of the tragic backlash of her beloved and the danger of being destroyed, Floy was full of only thoughts about killing these people.

McNeill was so powerful that he was soon devastated.

But Floy had already completed the accumulation of the Sage stage, only the promotion ceremony was missing, and the miserable injuries not only did not break him, but aroused his even stronger murderous aura.

The pitch-black flames burned endlessly.

The headquarters of the Society for History and Rituals, as well as the entire barren mountain, were all shrouded in flames.

Floy was covered in bruises and wounds, and he was on the verge of death several times, but his unwillingness, longing, and love sustained him and prevented him from falling.

Fortunately, the Master of the Scroll was going to the Wonderland with the ancient gods of the Great Gon Mortal Esoteric Sect at that time, and the History and Ritual Society did not have a higher-level existence to watch except for McNeill, so that Floy's ritual went smoothly, and she was born to die, and was promoted to the Black Sun Demigod on the spot.

It's a pity that Floy killed all the way, which consumed a lot of money, and in the end she could only watch McNeill drag his seriously injured body, and with the ability of [Gravedigger], he forcibly "dug" the historical passage and fled the scene.

"I'll kill your ......"

Floy murmured emotionlessly.

He shuffled and came to the door of the apartment with a weary fitting.

But at this moment, Floy suddenly found a tall figure standing by the door.

He was startled at first.

But when I looked up and took a closer look, I was stunned on the spot.

Floy's pale face flickered with purple eyes, and mist gradually appeared, and tears slipped down like bright pearls, stained with blood.

His heart beat faster and faster, like a hammer beating a drum.

The familiar figure was as dressed as before, with a black top hat and gown, a cane and a gentle smile on his face.

For a moment, Floy even forgot to breathe.

Until the familiar breath was close at hand, the strong longing and love urged him to throw himself into the arms of the other party without hesitation.

"Master Jack!"

Floy's face pressed against the other's chest, listening to the real heartbeat, feeling the warm breath, and only feeling extremely satisfied.

"You're finally back......"

Emotions were like explosives, bursting their eyes and spilling tears all over the black dress.

He hugged his lover tightly, pursed his lips, and breathed greedily into the other's body.

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting, but I'm glad I didn't miss the appointment."

Chen Lun stroked Floy's back and whispered.

"Floy misses you so much."

Floy's voice was soft, and the silence was mixed with strong emotions.

Chen Lun lowered his head, kissed him on his pale blonde hair, and said in a deep voice:

"I know."

He ran his fingers through the girl's messy hair behind her ears, wiped away the tears and blood stains on her smooth face, and stared at the pair of purple eyes full of love.

"It's been so hard for you all these years."

"I'm willing to give anything for it."

Floy shook her head, then stood on tiptoe, wrapped her arms around her neck, and boldly leaned forward.

The cold and slightly bloody touch made Chen Lun feel an inexplicable emotion and impulse.

He can find the meaning of his existence from this love.

"Love is the most expensive anchor, it cannot defeat death, but it can anchor the soul. Let the departed souls no longer wander, and let the living souls find their home......"

Floy muttered this sentence emotionally, and immediately leaned into Chen Lun's ear, and said with anticipation and a slight trembling tone:

"Lord Jack, Floy is already a demigod...... Enough to withstand your pampering. ”

Chen Lun stared into his purple jewel-like eyes and opened his mouth.

In the end, it was a smile.

He grabbed the girl's waist, and the pale robe suddenly appeared, and with a roll, the figures of the two disappeared in place without a sound.

In the floor-to-ceiling windows on the first floor of the apartment, the flowers from the florist are quietly blooming, exuding a sweet fragrance.

The window on the third floor suddenly lit up with a soft beige shimmer.

Silent on the moon.

The girl's short, slightly shy exclamation rang out.

Soon, it turned into a thin hum like a mosquito's moan, fine, long, until it came to an abrupt halt.

In the moonlit sky, the golden sacred tree swayed in the wind, the shadows of the trees swayed, and countless green grass squirmed.

In the city of cats, countless white cats and black cats, as well as ordinary residents who have come to live here, pray at home, pious and solemn.

In the outer courtyard of the Dawning Cathedral, Maggie was chatting with Connie when suddenly, a wolf howl resounded throughout the fairyland.

Whew—

"Huh?"

Maggie and Connie were shocked.

They all raised their heads and looked at the bright moon.

"What was that sound just now?"

Connie wondered.

Maggie thought for a moment, coughed, and shook her head to indicate that she didn't know.

"Miss Maggie, you're blushing so much, are you alright?"

Connie asked, a little nervous.

Maggie hurriedly waved her hand and found an interface to prevaricate.

The wolf's howl was not excited, but a little weak, and I don't know if it was an illusion, Maggie even heard a little surrender and begging for mercy.

She suddenly felt that she was really a little bold, and she dared to make up for such a thing.

"It's all auditory hallucinations and hallucinations......"

Maggie fanned herself with her hand, turned her head and walked towards the church.

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Above the moon.

Rumble!!!

The apartment has long since been reduced to rubble.

Nothing was left behind in a sea of darkness and fire.

In the faint firelight, a slender giant wolf wearing a black rattan "gauze robe" could be vaguely seen prostrate on the ground, his head bowed, and his mouth whimpered.

On the giant wolf's body, there seems to be an even larger white-scaled snake shadow entwined......

The black fire burned the serpent, but the latter enjoyed it as if nothing had happened. The flame that was enough to extinguish the soul of the saint seemed to stimulate his madness and restlessness even more.

Thundered!!!

A dull loud bang was accompanied by the vibration of the moon.

The black wolf's whimper was even more rapid.

The sea of fire was overwhelming, the light and shadow were swaying, and a pair of purple eyes flashed in the fire, and the eyes were blurry but full of longing.

I don't know how long the moon's tremors lasted.

Until the end of the night, after the last lazy and feeble whimper, an ethereal shy murmur sounded:

"Floy is finally your wife......"

Chapter 2 may be a little later, beauties;

(End of chapter)