He was a tranquil old man, wearing a black robe with gold edges, sparse white hair, loose skin, covered with age spots, and his light blue eyes were turbid. I guess he had a pair of blue eyes like the sea when he was young.

In the cathedral, all the senior officials of the Holy See who participated in the meeting couldn't help but stand up, put their right fists on their chests, and saluting the old man. This should have been a ritual that the Pope was qualified to enjoy.

Quinn Adams.

For the younger generation of the Holy See, this name is a portrait of a sage hanging on the wall.

The 13th generation leader of the precepts group!

The Dragon Knight is the 15th generation commander of the precepts.

The old man was active in the mid-century and was a Holy See who was the same generation as the Pope. In the distant past, the Pope, the Knights Templar, and the Knights of the Decree were known as the Iron Triangle of the Holy See. He once fought side by side, leaving behind countless glorious deeds.

"Quinn, my old friend, why are you here?" The pope smiled.

Quinn Adams slowly walked into the Holy See, stepped on the scarlet carpet, approached, stopped, raised his head slightly, and looked at the Pope's equally old face: "Crown, my life is about to end."

The Holy See was in an uproar.

The bishops looked at each other with sad expressions.

Quinn Adams has lived for more than 90 years, almost a century. Decades ago, the old man retreated behind the scenes and retired at the Holy See's headquarters. He rarely appeared. The bishops present could not remember when the last time they saw the old man.

Bloodborne life span is much longer than ordinary people, but often powerful bloodborne life spans do not live long. In their nineties, even in their life span, they are just longevity and are not nothing.

Because the trauma suffered in the life of the blood group is enough to make ordinary people die a thousand times and ten thousand times. After all, the blood group is just flesh and blood. Even if these injuries are healed, they will leave behind various hidden diseases and consume their life span.

Just as ordinary people suffer fatal injuries, their bodies will be weak and weak for many years.

From ancient times to the present, most of each extreme path, half-step extreme path, have emerged from the sea of ​​corpses and blood.

"Have you even reached this moment?" the Pope lamented.

"Life and death, reincarnation continues. The crown prince does not have to be sad for me." Quinn Adams whispered: "I already know the blood knight's betrayal of the Holy See, so let me contribute my last strength to the Holy See."

The pope stared at him for a long time, "Okay."

......

A small town away from Berlin.

The Chinese translation is called Carlins. Li Xianyu doesn't know much about Germany and doesn't know what kind of city this city belongs to. However, based on urban infrastructure, it is at most a third-tier city in China.

Whether a city is rich or not can’t just look at infrastructure. Old people sometimes represent the foundation. Although Li Xianyu had never been abroad before, he had been to Xiangjiang several times. Except for the core areas, other places looked worse than those in mainland China’s third-tier cities.

But Xiangjiang's per capita income is twice that of mainland China. Even if you serve a plate in a restaurant, you will earn more than 5,000 yuan a month.

Apart from the appearance of the city, there is not a large population here, so it is difficult for you to see shoulder to shoulder on the streets.

The Blood Knight said it is still "lively" now. In the past few years, the refugee crisis broke out in Europe, and Germany was the first to be hit, and it received a large number of refugees.

"Europe's long-term free population movement and border open policy have led to the infiltration of terrorism and cultists. In the past few years, I personally handled a cult organization."

When they talked about this topic, they were hanging out in the bar at night.

Li Xianyu and the Blood Knight lay on the edge of the second floor booth, overlooking the lively dance floor below. The lights were ambiguous. The woman in a bikini was showing off in the middle of the dance floor, making various naked provocative actions.

On the dance floor, men and women twisted their bodies and shook their heads.

Two days have passed since the jungle encounter. They went to the city to purchase supplies. Lyon suggested to come to the bar to relax and relax the tense escape career.

The Blood Knight is an experienced person who knows that he is in a state of tension in running for a long time and his mentality will eventually collapse, so he agrees.

Taking girls to the bar is something that all men dream of. Lyon smiled at the time and told Li Xianyu in a daze, "I will take you to see the bar with exotic styles."

At first, Li Xianyu really thought he was a veteran of nightclubs, but found that it was not. The guy went into the bar, straightened his waist and his face stiff, and sat there without saying a word and started drinking.

Look at Li Peiyun, who is proud and indifferent on weekdays, now crosses his legs and squints his eyes, looks like a cynical nobleman.

"I know, I'll kill Zhenguanxi with three punches." Li Xianyu said.

"Zhen Guansai?" The Blood Knight is obviously not a foreigner who loves literature.

I have never heard of the famous Kansica.

"It is our ancient Chinese cult boss who was killed by the righteous monk three punches." Li Xianyu simply said the story of "Shen Shi".

After hearing this, the Blood Knight was shocked: "History is surprisingly similar."

He also killed the cult boss with three punches, and he is also a master of religious organizations. He is now a bandit.

"Then what happened to you, the righteous monk, afterwards?" asked the Blood Knight.

This is a embarrassment. Li Xianyu's impression of literary classics is only in film and television dramas, and he can read it a little bit east and a little west. He has never read the original work at all. Even the most familiar Journey to the West, he has watched TV series, cartoons, and comic strips, and has never touched the original work.

After thinking about it, he said with regret: "I finally died of a young man by the court."

Anyway, the heroes on Liang seemed to be killed by the court in the end, and Lu Zhishen thought about it.

When the Blood Knight heard this, he quickly changed his words: "History always looks similar."

Li Xianyu smiled, took out a small makeup mirror from his pocket, and looked at himself in the mirror.

After looking at his makeup, he was kidnapped by the Blood Knight, after a night of tossing and running for another two days, he didn't even dare to wash his face.

After finally entering the city, I went to the mall with a mask and bought some cosmetics, which made me add some beautiful makeup.

The Right Guardian is a girl with a good mind. Considering that he might not be with him, he taught him to put on makeup early.

I am already a mature women's clothing guy and have to learn to put on my own makeup.

With this idea, Li Xianyu learned it very seriously.

The makeup is a bit delicate, not as professional as the right guardian, but it is no problem to cover up his facial features in the past.

A blonde beauty in a suspender skirt walked out of the dance floor and locked their table booth. She first hooked up with Li Peiyun and said a few words in German, but Li Peiyun ignored her.

Even if he wants to, he can't understand the language.

The blonde woman's eyes fell on the Blood Knight again, but she saw that she was chatting with a tall women's clothing boss and was tactful and didn't come forward to meet her. In this order, she finally made a choice between Lyon and Calories.

Calories were eliminated, and there was no way. He was too thin, too burned with calories, and was tall and thin like a stubborn rod. I think the skills in bed were not much better. In Europe and the United States, women's aesthetics were still more favorable to strong and handsome men.

Unlike a certain country, men wear smoky makeup and dress up as neither male nor female, which is particularly popular.

Lyon, who has a well-proportioned figure and a handsome appearance, has become her target.

"Hi, handsome guy, would you like me to have a drink?" The blonde woman shook her eyes at Lyon.

Lyon looked at him and said nothing.

"Please give me a drink, I will follow you no matter what you ask me to do." The woman said again.

Li Xianyu thought, if this was in China, it would probably be a wine entrusted. But when abroad, it would probably be a date.

Oh, I wouldn't have women's clothing if I had known it. I finally came to Europe and I always feel that I didn't have a Western meal.

But now I am not eating Western food, but the other party eats Chinese food.

Calories whistled, and used their eyes to hint at Lyon.

Originally, Lyon's face looked a little embarrassed, but now he nodded and agreed immediately.

After drinking a cup, the blonde woman sat on the sofa, next to Lyon's body, feeling his hard muscles, very satisfied.

"What do you want me to do?" The blonde woman's eyes were as charming as silk.

It was late at night, and it was time to do something that should be done. She even suggested that when she left the bar, there was a youth hostel at the intersection.

Everyone looked at Lyon with ambiguous eyes.

“Is it okay to do anything?”

"Um."

Lyon swallowed, hesitated, and hesitated for a long time: "Go and buy the order."

“Fuck!”

The blonde woman left angrily.

"Hahaha..." Calorie smiled and flipped on the sofa. The Blood Knight shook his head, and smiled bitterly with a look of regret.

Li Peiyun looked at Lyon with a look of a fool.

"..." Li Xianyu was stunned for a long time, "He was teasing that woman just now?"

The Blood Knight drank the beer in his hand and said helplessly: "No, I promise, he wants to sleep with that woman more than anyone else, but he can't."

"The chicken died young?"

"No, Lyon has feminine phobia. He is a killer trained by the Holy See. He has never contacted women before he was eighteen years old. Some people will open their desires and become a stallion. But some people have become afraid of women because of long-term depression, and they dare not contact them. So he is still a young man. He is so powerful, but he actually has no courage."

Li Xianyu remembered the words of the Blood Knight to tease Lyon when he first met.

It turns out he is the strongest king.

"This is nothing. I have seen a more terrifying feminophobia." Li Xianyu said: "I have a friend who, in his eyes, women are just stools. The more beautiful women are, the more they look like stools. He refuses to have physical contact with any woman. Even if he shakes his hand, he wants to cut off his arm. He even thinks that breathing in the same room with a woman is a tormenting thing."

"Then in his eyes, you must be the most feces woman in the world." The Blood Knight joked.

“….”

The words of the Blood Knight were like a bolt of lightning slashing into Li Xianyu's mind.
To be continued...