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"True?"

For a moment, Luke Luke didn't expect Wu Hui to have such an idea.

However, as a qualified holy believer, he naturally would not stop Wu Hui, but just leaned over and said respectfully: "In this case, please ask my lord to allow the old servant to accompany the guard."

"no problem."

Wu Hui nodded happily.

Sage Luke is an aboriginal man. Let him go together, just as a guide for himself.

"Let's go ~"

挥 He waved his hand and took St. Luke directly to the gate of heaven, and it took 0.2 divine power to open the door.

Unlike every big fanfare in the past, this time he was very low-key, not only opened the gate of heaven to a remote and uninhabited place in the town of Gelou, but also masked all the sound and light effects, so that no one could find them.

"My lord, you are ..."

St. Luke looked confused.

"Which is a private visit to Weifu ~ It's about to come secretly. What would it mean if everyone knew it?" Wu Hui smiled and looked forward with a look in his eyes.

When he was watching the private interview of Kangxi Weifu when he was a child, he still couldn't understand that the old emperor was not good. Why did he run to the people without any problems? Or is the concubine in the harem not beautiful enough?

But now that he became the **** of light, he suddenly understood some of the emperor's thoughts.

Although the God of Light is high, power is in his hands, overlooking the earth. But the days in the kingdom of God have not changed much day after day. How can it be compared to the lively and prosperous world of that world?

Look at Blake Litton, I know that the little life was called Feng Shui Qi, and he was at ease. He really did not change it for an emperor.

The more He sees with the eyes of God, the more he can't help but want to experience it for himself.

"I see!" St. Luke chewed Wu Hui's words in his head, and his eyes suddenly burst into light. "You want to experience the lives of believers firsthand, feel the suffering of people's livelihood, think what they think, They are anxious to better serve the believers. Lord, you are so kind and great ~ "

"..."

辉 Wu Hui's expression looked a little stagnant, for a moment I didn't know how to connect.

Does he want to say that he just wants to continue playing?

Forget about it ~ St. Luke must understand this way, so understand it ~ Anyway, when the old man of the emperor's old man micro-services a private visit, the reason for editing is similar to this.

He gave a slight cough without refuting: "Hurry up. The door to heaven is closing."

He said, he went to the door.

Yan Sheng Luke quickly took a few steps to keep up with Wu Hui, and at the same time spread his wings, the layers of white holy light bloomed, and wrapped Wu Hui in the center.

Wu Hui glanced at him.

He knew that St. Luke was protecting him. The space channel opened by the gate of heaven will cause some oppression to the body, and the level 1 constitution can definitely bear it.

Although he can protect himself with divine power, St. Luke's heart, he still took it.

Wu Hui turned his head and continued to walk towards the gate of heaven.

He stepped out one step and the two left the kingdom of God and appeared in a small narrow alley in Gelu Town. Behind the two, the gate of heaven, which had converged all the light, closed quietly, as if never before.

"Coffee beans shipped from the Principality of Saint Laurent, as long as 3 pounds a pound, take a look ~"

"Jam bread just baked ~ Hey guys come and see, it's not tasty but no money ..."

He just stood still, filled with the screams of screams from the market, and drank into his ears along the breeze. The aroma of jam and bread, the aroma of coffee beans, and some nasty sweat ...

A variety of flavors are mixed together, and all his senses are lively.

辉 Wu Hui couldn't help taking a deep breath, and there was an unspeakable touch in his heart.

His personal experience is ultimately different from what he sees with the eyes of God.

Seeing through the eyes of God, even if you turn on the holographic mode for immersive experience, you can only see, hear, smell, but cannot touch, how can there be a sense of unrealism like browsing the game map.

如今 Now, he finally set foot on this land that belongs to him.

The sun is so bright, the sky is so blue, and the breeze passing in the air is so warm. Even the stubborn moss growing around the corner of the wall and the ants crawling in line along the root of the wall look very cute because of the real.

For a while, Wu Hui's entire chest was filled with an inexplicable mood, full, swollen, and tumbling straight out to vent.

After a while, he took a deep breath, and relieved God from that unspeakable emotion.

"Let's go ~"

辉 Wu Hui stabilized his heart and walked out with his legs raised.

He walked halfway, and suddenly he stepped forward and turned to look at Saint Luke.

The light in the narrow lane was not very good, but Saint Luke, who had restored his youth, was still handsome and upright, his eyes were deep, and the whole person was like a beauty filter.

The most important thing is that he still has a pair of big wings behind him.

Is this unknown to tell others that he is an angel?

"My Lord?"

St. Luke was confused.

Wu Hui didn't say a word, a fingertip popped, and a divine power fell on him.

In a short time, the wings behind Saint Luke disappeared, and the man became twenty years old in an instant, and instantly changed from a young and handsome noble master to an old housekeeper of the noble family.

Wu Hui looked at it and thought it was still impossible.

After all, Lu Sheng Luke is a local. The people in Gelug are too familiar with him, but just change his age. It is estimated that nine out of ten civilians in Gelug can recognize him. The goal is too obvious.

I thought for a moment, he reached out and flicked his fingers.

Instantly, St. Luke's appearance changed again. The eyebrows became thinner, the nose collapsed, and the figure became emaciated. The temperament of the whole person was instantly reduced by at least 70 to 80.

It's almost like this ~

辉 Wu Hui nodded with satisfaction, then turned around and took St. Luke out of the narrow alley.

After a period of vigorous management, the streets of Gelu Town are much cleaner than before, and the situation of urination and defecation has been completely extinct, and the smoky odor has finally disappeared.

The current town of Gelou has undergone earth-shaking changes. For various historical reasons, it has been regarded as one of the new holy places by believers, and believers have come to worship and even settle.

In a short period of time, the area of ​​Gelu Town was more than double the original size. Settled and floating population, more than 15,000 people. The surge in population has also brought more business opportunities, and many businessmen with a keen sense of smell traveled thousands of miles to transport goods.

Looking at the shops and street vendors on the street, there are a lot of goods.

Wu Hui finally has the interest of shopping.

"We are playing a noble grand master and his loyal butler who experience life, you will not talk about it later."

辉 Wu Hui admonished Saint Luke casually, and soon he was attracted by the jam bread sold by the street stall.

The loaves of bread were carefully made into a flower by the shop. The sweet jam was smeared in the cracks, and the sesame seeds and meat floss were sprinkled on it. The whole tray just came out of the oven and was hot and full of aroma.

It looks delicious.

辉 Wu Hui couldn't help but glance at it again.

"Boss, come with a jam bread."

Luan Sheng Luke walked into the bakery sometime, negotiated with the owner of the bakery, and quickly bought a jam bread.

"My ... Master, please use it." Saint Luke respectfully handed the bread to Wu Hui and introduced, "This shop is a time-honored town in Gelou Town. , The taste is worth a try. "

这样 "So, then I try."

辉 Wu Hui said with restraint in his mouth, but he already took a quick sip of the bread.

For a moment, the flavour of the meat floss, the sweetness and sweetness of the jam, the aroma of sesame, and the fragrance of the wheat flour all diffused in his mouth. The texture was rich in layers and rich in flavor. Even the softness and fluffiness of the bread were just right. Bite it up, full of happiness.

Wu Hui sighed contentedly.

This jam bread is as delicious as he thought. When it comes to taste, taste, and fire, it has thrown away several streets of Saint Wheat bread he usually eats.

唯一 The only thing that is better than Shengmai bread is the ingredients.

辉 Wu Hui sipped the bread bite by bite. At the same time, she couldn't help sighing.

Hey ~ If only the gods in his kingdom could have this craft. During this time, he almost ate a psychological shadow when eating dry bread.

However, most of the rough men in the kingdom of God are farmers or combat soldiers. It's good to have a few who can make bread, you can't count on the superb craftsmanship.

I forgot about it ~ big deal next time I want to eat, come down again.

Wu Hui also understood that this kind of thing cannot be forced, and slowly calmed down and concentrated on enjoying the food.

He walked around the street, occasionally chatting with the passing pedestrians, and tried several special foods. He was consciously satisfied and quite uncomfortable.

I ate until my stomach was full, and Wu Hui ’s mind, completely occupied by food, came back to me, and barely remembered his purpose for this time.

辉 Wu Hui touched his chin: "Luke, you said that the maiden is not in the Sacred Square, is it already gone?"

St. Luke glanced at the sky: "It should be there now. Today is a big assembly on Sunday. After the blessing is over, there is also a part of telling the biblical story. This part will continue until dusk, and will be worshipped before the idol The distribution of food is the end. "

It's almost dusk at this moment, if it is faster, it should be able to catch up.

行 "Okay, let's go to the backcourt ~"

Wu Hui took St. Luke You to the Sacred Square.

However, they were late.

As soon as they arrived at the Sacred Square, the carriage of the Lady of Light was driving out of the square, just in the opposite direction from where they came.

I looked at the carriage that was moving away. Wu Hui couldn't help laughing, and he was so dignified and bright that he was tempted to delay time by the delicious food of the world.

To be honest, he still looks forward to meeting the Bright Lady, and he wants to appreciate how to reward the Bright Lady ~

"Master, shall we go to Grueburg to find Catherine, or just go back?" St. Luke looked at the carriage far away, and asked in a respectful manner.

"Not in a hurry,"

Fan Zhen's body is not the same as the coming of consciousness. No matter how long you stay after you come down, you will not consume extra power. There is no need to rush back.

Wu Hui said that he was about to find somewhere else, and suddenly he heard a cheer from the side.

"Oh? Is he again?"

Wu Hui glanced over in the past, and saw the figure of that flowering branch.

I do n’t know when a bonfire was lit on the Sacred Square. The blond and handsome bard was standing by the bonfire, while singing the hymns arranged for the maiden, while watching the carriage of the bright maiden go, focusing And fanatic.

The flames of light reflected his silhouette, and he looked more handsome than in the day ...

"This boy ..." Wu Hui narrowed his eyes, "Sure enough, there was an attempt on the saint."

He just sneered in his heart and taught him how to teach him and let him know that the virgin is not the time to touch his fingers.

Stunned.

A few whispered voices came from the side.

哎 "Ah ~ when is this kid going?"

"He sings like this again, we all can't even afford dark bread 喽 ~"

哎 "Hey ~ young and sings well, it just won't give us these old guys a life ~"

Twenty-four middle-aged people wearing hooded robes and embarrassed faces were sitting in the corner next to them, looking grimly at the glamorous Blake Leighton.

A few of them have musical instruments beside them, and they are all dressed as stray minstrels. I want to take advantage of the town's economic boom and prosperity.

As I said, several people couldn't help sighing.

It seems that the existence of Black has caused a huge blow to their business, making them a few of their original competitors actually abandon their former suspicions and sit together to bitter each other.

There is a bard poet who simply put away the instrument, it seems that he has abandoned himself and completely abandoned the treatment.

Wu Hui's heart moved and suddenly she bent down and picked up one of the harps.

"Hey ~ how do you guys get my piano?"

Seeing his face change, the master of the musical instrument suddenly stood up and tried to grab the harp back. For bards, musical instruments are the ones who eat.

However, before he had time to touch Wu Hui's clothes, Saint Luke had already taken a step forward and stopped him.

"Is it enough?"

St. Luke took out a gold Frank from his arms, and with a snap of his fingers, the golden coin struck a parabola and fell into the arms of the instrument owner.

"Enough, enough!"

The master of the instrument hurriedly caught Kim Frank, put it in his mouth, and bit it gently, and his face burst into laughter.

Although the harp is valuable, it is not worth a few silver zacks. With this Gold Frank, he can go to a musical instrument shop to make a better one, and there are still many left.

They are still negotiating on this side, and on the other side, Wu Hui has played a few times on the harp. He couldn't help frowning because he couldn't find the tone of the string and the strange feel.

This can't be played at all.

After thinking for a moment, Wu Hui's thoughts moved. The 0.1 divine power turned into the subtle divine power flowing out of the godhead. In a moment, the harp in his hand was rapidly deformed under the mighty power, and changed to another look, which was a delicate folk ballad guitar.

Compared to this harp with the characteristics of the times, he is most familiar with the guitar.

For quite a few years, he also studied guitar hard in college. Unfortunately, when he was ready to go to the goddess to play a song downstairs and steal the beauty of the beauties, the beauties were already on the rich second generation.

Forget about it ~ the childish sadness of the past is not mentioned.

Wu Hui hung the guitar on her body and reached out with a light flick.

Smooth guitar sounds flow from him, light and elegant, pleasant to the ear.

Still familiar tones, familiar feel.

Next to me, several bards have witnessed the magical changes of the harp, all of them have their eyes widened, their mouths widened, and their minds are blank.

这么 If you just do this casually, you turn the harp into a completely different instrument. Is this young man a legendary magician?

Which Wu Hui cares about other people's thoughts, just immersed in recalling guitar skills. He recalled the tune just now, although fluent and proficient, he still didn't feel enough.

Even no matter how much gold is put on his face, he can clearly feel that the pops he has popped up, compared with Black's flower peacock, there is a big gap in both skills and flavor.

At this level, the shot is nothing but shameful.

He turned his mind, and suddenly he had an idea.

I am God, omnipotent God.

"God, give me this body blessing talent, guitar master."

He was so impressed that he remembered the countless guitar masters he had seen in music books in his last life.

Hanhan's divine power surged out. The next moment, the skills and experience of a guitar master seemed to be captured from the sky by an invisible and powerful force, and fell into his body.

Suddenly.

He felt that the guitar in his hands changed.

Obviously, the guitar is still that guitar. However, every part of the guitar, every string, and even the materials used to make them are clear to him. The guitar in his hand seems to be an extension of his arms. Even if he hasn't started playing yet, he can be completely convinced that he can fully control it and use it to play any melody.

There was an incomparable confidence in his heart.

Fingertips are placed on the strings of the guitar, no need to deliberately test, the flowing melody will flow from his fingertips.

The crisp stringy sound is like a drum beat ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Just like the free wind under the starry sky, flowing in this deeper and darker night.

The girls who were surrounded by Black Leigh were still applauding the young and handsome bards, but they couldn't help quieting down when they heard the song, and the applause stopped abruptly.

Even Blake Leeton, who had forgotten to play the harp and sing the wonderful poem, suddenly stunned and stopped the plucking hand unconsciously, his eyes penetrated the crowd and looked at Wu Hui, who was playing with his eyes, Shocked.

Wu Hui continued to play the guitar, as if immersed in his own music world, the beautiful and smooth notes drifted away with the wind.

"what?"

In the distance, the carriage that had driven out of the square was gently opened by a jade hand, exposing a delicate and beautiful face. Her bright eyes flashed slightly, and she was obviously attracted by the fresh and beautiful melody. Already.

"His Royal Highness," said a member of the heavily armed Guards of the Virgins, stooping and stooping. "A bard has arrived in the Sacred Square. Would you like to touch him? If you are unclear, just Expel him. "

The maiden Catherine listened to the melody, raised her hand to stop his actions, and her eyes closed, saying, "His harp is clean and clear, which can wash people's hearts like water, and expel people's fatigue. Father Luke once Speaking, listening to my heart, I think he is a good man. "

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