Chapter 551

However, the team of ten people dragged on for a long time, and the leader was Zha De.

At the moment, he lost the luxury of Notre Dame, leaving only today's old cheek, white beard, and a donkey.

He is undoubtedly an old-fashioned clergyman, leading a donkey, walking in the front of the team. Tang Chuan, the climate chamber, holds Qin Yun's hand. Does he turn around and wipe sweat for her.

The top of the mountain is blue sky and white clouds. Not far away is a towering mountain. The mountain is not very high. At best, it is more than 1000 meters in shape. The mountain is trapezoidal and the top of the mountain is extremely flat.

There is a village at the foot of the mountain. When it is near dusk, you can clearly see a small amount of cooking smoke pulled up from the foot of the mountain, winding around the mountain, mixed into the faint clouds.

Looking up, Tang Chuan looked at the sun that had already tilted to the west, looked at the holy mountain, and said to Chade, "is this the holy mountain where the dark mage lives? No, I really believe it

He joked maliciously, and his eyes fell on yo need'ai's embarrassment.

His eyes are firm, even if there are doubts in his heart, he is not willing to admit that Tang Chuan said it is possible.

picked up his glasses, and said, "I have searched many ancient books, and I have collected a lot of information from the teaching. I have found out that this piece was once the most important stronghold of France in the dark holy see. Later, before I taught the army to crush it, it was destroyed by natural disasters and volcanic eruption! "

"Active volcano?" Such a word appeared in Qin Yun's eyes, looking at the mountain bathing in the setting sun with some excitement.

Feeling her excitement, Tang Chuan's face sank. "Didn't you say that this is just a snack, burying many dark mages? Now it's a volcanic eruption? Monsieur Chad, I didn't expect that you are a believer of the old God. You are a liar

He made a crowd angry with his sarcasm. There may be one or two people who can follow Zha can not be regarded as strong. But all are devout believers.

"You...!" Someone looked at Cha de in silence, looking at the mountain, trying to reprimand and interrogate Tang Chuan. He did not find such an identity. He was not his confidant. A young bishop, he did not know Tang Chuan's identity.

"Ha ha"

without waiting for him to utter his words, Tang Chuan sneered and slapped him on the face, which made his face a little more ruddy and had five clear finger prints.

He was stunned and touched his face with one hand. Although he was only a little bishop, he was no more than thirty years old, and he was an outstanding descendant of the Vatican of light. Now, he was slapped in the face! This is unthinkable.

"Keep going!" Tang Chuan didn't want to look at him. He called Zhade and walked in the front of the team, listening to the roar of killing pigs and the consolation of Chade. He didn't believe that the old bastard didn't tell his men his identity to avoid accidents.

Now some people dare to tell themselves what to do. It's really a big trick. He only saw superiority in the eyes of the hapless, and the other attendants were only awed and did not dare to approach Tang Chuan.

"It seems to me that the old man was on purpose, comforting in his mouth, and God knows how happy he is!" Qin Deyun doesn't have to look back. His consolation was more mockery than consolation.

Tang Chuan was happy. He was very happy to see that the Holy See was in the nest. The most terrible thing in the world should be to work together.

"Why do you laugh so insidious Qin Yun finally saw Tang Chuan's abnormality, pulled his cheek and rolled his eyes.

The closer we get to the village, the more sheep dung will be along the way, and the grass will become sparse. As for trees, it is a rare thing here.

The foot of the mountain is not very small, which is about the size of Tiananmen Square. In such a grassland, there is no common tree in southwest of France, only natural grass and cultivated purple alfalfa.

Fortunately, Qin Yun is not a pretty girl. She has been to the countryside for countless times. She has strong immunity to animal feces. Even if she steps on it, she won't say much... Of course, it's a dream.

Zha followed up. There were three priests and a priest behind him. Their status gap was not big, but their strength gap was more. Strength, no doubt the latter is stronger.

Then, he found out that only a few words made the enthusiastic villagers ready for weapons and wanted to make a lot of money.

There is no doubt that Tang Chuan lived in the best room in the village, which is actually one tenth of the decoration of Hilton's standard room toilet.

However, Qin Yun has always been very excited, and has some complaints about Tang Chuan. She wanted to visit France quietly and experience the folk customs here.

The first night was good. It was a French castle style, but it was a noble life. She also met the vampires who took Tang Chuan as their father. In addition to pride, she was disdained.

The next night, it was still a vampire, Castle, just a few more families she had read in history books.

On the third night, the presidential suite from the other side of the ocean, which was completely different from the decoration of Hilton in China, made her feel a little sigh: sure enough, the local tyrants also have heritage.

The fourth day, came to an unknown place, the river she did not know the name, the mountain also did not know. She knew nothing about it except in France, and her heart was filled with excitement of exploration.Lying on the wide double bed, Qin Yun said it was false not to be nervous. When all the people were shocked by her, they subconsciously prepared a so-called most luxurious room for them, and collected a large amount of money enough to make her face black.

"Do you know?" Qin Yun's face is slightly red, and her body does not resist Tang Chuan. A long time ago, she gave her body and mind to Tang Chuan, no matter what his future will be.

He did not speak, just holding Qin Yun, and wanted to go further.

"Here comes my great aunt!"

Tang Chuan: "otherwise, do you think I will dare to sleep with you?" Qin Yun turned over, beautiful eyes such as water, into the heart of tangchuan.

The next second, she took the initiative to kiss Tang Chuan's lips, further in-depth, or two steps, more may be possible.

After struggling for a long time, Tang Chuan still came in good spirits and failed. He could only hold Qin Yun honestly and didn't want to play with fire.

Just now the fire, although she was difficult to solve with the lips, a little comfortable.

Out of the house, the full moon was shining, and there was a faint howl of wolves on the grassland. This was not an illusion. In addition to the result that the villagers with large waists got up and took up their shotguns to guard against the attack of wild wolves, the priest also got up.

"My Lord!"

He is polite and young. His golden hair is neatly combed, and his eyes are bright. This is not an illusion. It is more truth.

Compared with the hapless one, this is the lineage of Chad Frollo, his student, the famous white priest in the Vatican of light, Henry.

It's a very common name, just like his appearance. It's hard to compare with others except for his eyes.

"What's your name?"

"Henry, Henry merowan." He smiles, not because Tang Chuan does not know his name and angry.

Tang Chuan was surprised. He didn't know much about the secular history, but he knew that there was a strong man with a surname of melowan in the history of the Xiuzhen world. Unfortunately, the strong people went everywhere at that time. If it was not for the alien race, who had worked in the great regions and brought a lot of Western cultivation methods, the name would not have appeared in the ancient books.

"How rare are you to know my ancestors?" His eyes are bright, waiting for Tang Chuan's answer.

Tang Chuan shakes his head. It is always not good to have a relationship with the West.

Henry's face was still the same. He closed his eyes and listened to the wolf's howl from far to near. He came to a conclusion: "on the full moon night, the werewolf is busy again."

His tone was gone. The wind was blowing and the clouds were pale. His eyes looked far away, and he was angry.

"I want to see the werewolf's means." Tang Chuan walked past Henry, without asking for three words: "take me

He could not refuse, not only because of the strength of Tang Chuan, but also because of his different identity.

The merovian family has long lost the glory of its ancestors, and the remaining branches and leaves are only broken branches. Let's talk about the records in the history books.

From the time he left the village, Henry was at the front of the line, silent, with his head down, every step of which was extremely precise. Until we were about to leave the grassland, in a forest tens of kilometers away from the village.

It is not a tropical broad-leaved forest, but a cold zone coniferous forest. This forest is very dark. Except for the sky, the reason is that there are dense pine trees here. They block out the sun. Even if they come in during the day, they may not be able to see the road under their feet, let alone at night.

Henry stopped, stroked his white robe, and pointed to the forest. "There are a lot of werewolves living here. It's not like everything about that mountain, except hearsay is speculation. At that time, the Holy See of light turned them into alien, dark race."

"So there are a lot of werewolves in it?" Tang Chuan eyebrows a pick, like a newborn calf is not afraid of wolves, but just simulate a group of things similar to the holy light, thrown into the forest, causing chickens and wolves to jump.

"It's very secluded. No ordinary human will come here for a year, so it's their ideal home. You know, they're not as vicious and terrible as the book says. Now their external communication is more through us. "

He went on to say that these words fell on Tang Chuan's ears, some of whom wanted to laugh. After thousands of years of fighting enemies, he still needed the support of the Guangming holy see in the end. I don't know how many people regard this as a joke.

Langchuan and the Tang family have become more and more hostile to each other.

Now it's not the middle and middle ages. We can still cultivate many strong people.

"It's not ridiculous!"

A voice came from the forest. The eyes of a werewolf, nearly three meters tall, turned red. His ferocious fangs were exposed, and his saliva dripped down his teeth.

His chest is a ball of gold, showing his identity.

Henry went on: "if you come in the day, you may be able to see one side of the world where they can exist. On a round night, a werewolf is a werewolf."

He shook his head and looked at the angry werewolf with a plain face.

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