Rome, Italy, Vatican.

St. Peter's Cathedral.

In the most sacred and solemn room exclusive to the Pope, nun Shura stood quietly in the window. She was still an extremely ordinary face, but her breath and temperament were like a heavenly daughter.

A faint holy light came out of her. It can be said that she looked more dusty than any woman in the world.

The holy breath blocked the whole room. No one could come in from the outside without her permission.

In the Vatican, the status of Nun Shura is basically equivalent to the existence of God. The pope must maintain the piety of worship in front of her.

Because the Pope's farewell is the protoss, and the Shura is in charge of all the affairs of the protoss in spirit.

A faint, almost invisible, transparent shadow quietly passed through St. Peter's Cathedral and appeared on the Shinto that only the Pope is qualified to walk.

The shadow walked up the stairs to the third floor of the church, and then quietly passed through the border arranged by the nun of Shura.

The boundary sends out a circle of faint glittering white ripples. The circles of ripples are like light water waves spreading. These smells are fatal means for others, but they do no harm to this white shadow.

The shadow passed through the border and came behind the nun Shura, which slowly showed its true face.

Heartbroken childe.

"You're here?"

Nun Shura slowly turned her head and smiled gently at the heartbroken childe. She was very cold to anyone, even to the emperor's release Yan, but she smiled very charming in front of the heartbroken childe.

She is confident. No one can refuse her temptation in front of experts at the same level.

Any woman of the Shura family is a beauty, a real beauty, a beauty that even the Buddha can't refuse.

Before submitting to the western religion, there were countless wars with the Shura people because of the competition for the women of the Shura people, even the people of heaven and evil spirits.

"Do you know what I'm doing here?"

The heartbroken childe wore a white robe and his long dark hair fell like a waterfall. The expression on his face was very light, and there was no expression in his eyes. It was just the greedy desire deeply buried in his heart, but he couldn't hide it from the nun.

"Of course, why don't I know what you're doing?"

Nun Shura suddenly smiled, which made the heartbroken childe's desire seem to ignite. He took a deep breath, then controlled his emotions and said faintly:

"I need you to accompany two people!"

Nun Shura's face suddenly changed. She stared at the heartbroken childe, and her breath suddenly became gloomy:

"What are you talking about?"

With a faint smile, the heartbroken childe looked at the nun deeply and said slowly:

"I want you to seduce two people, squeeze everything they know, and then they can do whatever you want."

Nun Shura stared at the heartbroken childe. She said word by word:

"You want me to seduce others? Do you know...! "

"Shut up!!"

The heartbroken childe's face suddenly sank and said coldly:

"You have no room for bargaining. The women of Shura family can only be reduced to other people's playthings. You have today. If I didn't fight for you behind my back, hum, can you follow emperor Shi Yan to the earth?"

At this point, the heartbroken childe snorted again, frowned and said darkly:

"You should know what will be waiting for you if you destroy my plan!"

Nun Shura's face suddenly changed, her eyes twinkled, and a ferocious twist suddenly appeared on the heartbroken childe's face. He said in a ferocious voice:

"That damn bastard, how can I be willing to let him die so soon? I will make good use of him, and then squeeze the last bit of value from him, and then give him back the pain and suffering he has imposed on me ten million times! "

When nun Shura heard this sentence from the heartbroken childe, she shivered all over.

How could she not know the identity of the heartbroken childe?

How could she not know the means of the heartbroken childe?

She has no possibility of resisting or refuting.

"Who are those two people?"

The heartbroken childe took a long breath, and his face returned to normal. Then he shook his head contemptuously and said sarcastically:

"Two big men, Jinxian master, hehe, people of the Yang family in the fairy world."

Nun Shura's face recovered. The other party was a golden fairy. Then, even if she seduced the other party, she wouldn't fall in price.

Jinxian, Tangtang Jinxian, how rich are they?

Thinking of this, nun Shura's eyes even showed two desires to conquer.

Heartbroken childe nodded to nun Shura with satisfaction:

"Yes, that's what I want you to do. Don't worry. I only need what's in their heads and what's on them. They belong to you! By the way, Emperor Shi Yan, that fool, doesn't know that Yang Qiu is living under his nose? "

"Of course, if you don't say it, I don't know, let alone him!"

Nun Shura looked at the heartbroken childe, smiled gently, and then said:

"I'm curious. How did Yang Qiu torture you and make you hate like this?"

This sentence directly hurt the heartbroken childe's most painful foot. He suddenly lost control. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he slapped in the face and fanned it on the nun's face.

The nun of Shura instinctively wanted to avoid in an instant, but she stubbornly resisted it, because she didn't dare to avoid at all, so she could only stubbornly bear the slap in the face.

The loud and matchless slap fanned the nun's face. She covered her face like death ash, looked at the heartbroken childe, opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but she couldn't say it.

The heartbroken childe seemed to have changed his temperament. He was like a hungry wolf. He looked down at the nun and said in a gloomy tone:

"You have no right to ask what you shouldn't ask. Remember what I said, okay?"

Nun Shura lowered her head in a panic and promised.

When she looked down, her eyes were fixed on the ground, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

The heartbroken childe slowly withdrew his eyes and gradually recovered to the previous calm appearance:

"Yang liudao, the waste of the Yang family, has become hot. Hehe, this fool wants to tease and torture Yang Qiu. I really don't know what to say! If you can infiltrate the Yang family, it will be a great achievement at that time. You may even directly inherit the throne of the Shura family. Coupled with the power behind me, you are the only queen in the history of the Shura family. Therefore, do you understand the importance of those two golden immortals? "

The nun raised her head, looked at the heartbroken childe with complex eyes, nodded, heartbroken sighed heavily, looked at the nun, smiled and said:

"We have to accumulate enough credit before we can be really strong, okay? Never mind that I'm so cruel to you, it's also for your own good! "

Nun Shura's body shook and she took a deep breath:

"I see."