Simon came to the white robed old man with a scepter and a golden crown. His steps were slow, but every step seemed to shock his soul. He came down from the West and walked alone, like a bitter Walker in the west, coming to the capital of China step by step.
His arrival made the capital silent.
In the face of the super strong enough to compete with the whole family, no one dares to stop him, because they don't know how strong he is, and they don't know what cards he has, and no one will joke about the future of the family.
Lin family, Wang family, Li family and other old super families watched and waited quietly.
As for those families under the super, they will not participate. This is no longer a simple battle. If they are not handled well, it will be the result of extermination. The old man walked through the city wall and was unobstructed. He easily entered the city. The distance between the five rings gradually narrowed in his footsteps, and finally came to the gate of the General Hospital of the military region.
Facing the Military General Hospital of the most heavily defended military region in China, the old man stood at the door, smiled and said, "Mr. mu, you're all right. Why talk about the past when old friends meet."
The two saints at the gate, experts from the Li family, sweat on their brows and feel inexplicable pressure when they see the old man. Although the old man does not release strong pressure, the oppression from the soul impressively makes them awe as saints, just like facing the sky and having to look up.
The old man is qualified.
The two saints also looked at each other and didn't know what to do next. They can do it, but it is clear that they can't bring the desired results. At most, they are humiliated. They don't know the old man's realm, which is the most terrible. I'm afraid I don't have such a sense of awe in the face of Lord Junshen.
This is the absolute gap in the realm.
"Your Excellency the Pope is very welcome."
Li Mu, the military God, stood up, accepted the pressure of the two saints and said with a smile: "old Mu is in poor health. It may not be convenient to see guests. How about I accompany you?"
The Pope nodded and said, "in that case, it's a pity. The Western Holy See has a light therapy that can help Mu Lao. If I don't dislike it, I'd like to try it."
The two saints were furious. It was clear that each other came with a purpose, but they said so well. In case of problems, no one can afford to take responsibility.
The God of war is staring at the Pope. As the top figures in the two worlds, they are very familiar with each other. However, the God of war Li Mu is very clear that he is not the opponent of the Pope. The Pope has existed for many years. Not counting himself, he pushed forward two generations. The Pope is still the Pope, but the God of war has changed two terms. He was the least successful.
Li Mu dare not take risks.
"Let him in!"
A peaceful voice came from inside. It was Mu Lao's voice, which made Li Mu stunned and hesitant.
The Pope looked inside, smiled and said, "old friend, I haven't seen you for many years. Your health is really much worse."
"Thanks to you, I'm not dead."
Mu Lao came out, looked at the Pope, laughed, and invited him into the hospital gate. Li Mu also wants to stop, but it's too late, because at the gate of such an emergency prone hospital, Li Mu can't stop the Pope from shooting at Mu Lao.
Li Mu can't see through the Pope.
Mu Lao was very calm, as if he was really entertaining old friends and personally took the Pope into the sanatorium. The defense system around the whole hospital is running at a high speed. Li Mu has called all experts who can take precautions.
"His strength is even more terrible than when I met him. At that time, he was already in the realm of Tianyuan, far more than me. Looking across the mountain, he felt that he was not an opponent. Now, after years of precipitation, he may have surpassed Tianyuan..."
"Even if I do it myself, I can't stop it. I have to ask her to do it..."
Li Mu stayed behind and stared at the Pope's scepter. He was anxious but helpless. Mu Lao walked beside the Pope. If the Pope wanted to attack, there was no possibility of salvation.
"You can only take one step at a time."
Li Mu, the God of the army, has a headache. However, after seeing old Mu talking and laughing with the Pope, he admires him. He is worthy of being a founding father. He has less courage than himself. It seems that sometimes the higher the realm, the stronger the courage.
Mu Lao talked with the pope in those years and talked quite speculatively.
Li Mu didn't interrupt and reminded Mu Lao to pay attention to his body, but mu Lao didn't listen. He must exchange political opinions with the Pope. The Pope knows the changes in China in recent years and sincerely praised Mu Lao.
The wooden old man smiled and said, "if you can get the praise of the current Pope, it's worth dying."
The pope said, "old secretary Mu is flattered. You are the bright light of China. I don't know how many people are watching and hope something will happen."
"Isn't that what you want?"
Mu Lao looked at the Pope and laughed. The Pope suddenly shrunk his smile and said, "old secretary mu, I think your body will last no more than one year. Last year, your life was approaching. Someone should have forced you to renew your life. It's amazing to gather three flowers."
Old wood was surprised and said, "the Pope has a deep understanding of my medical research in China."
The Pope did not hide his admiration for Chinese civilization and sighed: "yes, there are too many things worth learning in China with 5000 years of civilization. I can guarantee that the whole Chinese nation will not exceed me in the study of Sinology."
The wooden old man thumbed up and said, "I must seriously mention this matter in my next class. It doesn't make sense for outsiders to learn more about their own country than us."
The Pope got up and said, "I've been here, I've seen it, and I should go, too."
The wooden old man got up and said, "thank you for coming all the way to see me. I let you down."
The Pope waved his hand, glanced at the dark place and said, "don't be disappointed. It's enough to see the current myths."
With that, the Pope went out of the door and disappeared.
Li Mu, the military God, wondered why the pope would give up such an easy opportunity to attack, or did he figure out that dealing with Mu Lao alone was not enough to shake the foundation of China?
Wood old way: "well, I'm a little tired."
Li Mu, the God of the army, took the people away. Before leaving, he wanted to ask the reason, but when he saw old Mu's tired appearance, he was distressed and turned to leave.
The wooden old man sat down, sighed and said, "this old bone can't stand it. The older the Pope, the better."
"He broke through the realm of Tianyuan."
A cold voice came from the void and said, "the Pope is the strongest outsider. Other people are not opponents except me. But he didn't find a chance. He should leave China and return to his nest. As for a few small shrimps, let others do it."
Old wood nodded and said, "it's difficult for you. At this time, please protect my old bone."
No answer.
But Mr. Mu doesn't think so. Masters should always have some personality.