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In the Temple of Athena, there was only one pigeon left. The pigeon did not have the excitement and excitement of taking vows. Instead, it looked a little lonely and decadent. ;

At this moment, beside the pigeon, there appeared an old man with an ancient book in his hand. The old man's eyes were bright, and he was still flipping the pages of the book, with a look of reluctance in his eyes. The old man appeared suddenly and naturally, as if he wanted to come, It's here, the distance is never a problem for him, the only problem is willingness and unwillingness. ▲∴top▲∴dot▲∴small▲∴say, x.

"Why are you here, they've all gone." There was a kind of exhaustion in the dove's words.

Saint Xi'an looked at him, then turned his gaze back to his book, as if he felt like he was leaving soon, it would be good to take a few more glances at his collection of books, but it's not that he couldn't bring all these books into the door However, he was not sure about what was going on behind the door, so he decided to keep the books here, so that there should be people who know how to cherish books to cherish them in the future.

It can even be said that the Western system was established because of St. Xi'an's attitude towards books, and it has gradually blossomed over the past few years.

"I didn't come to see them, I came to see you."

The pigeon fluttered its wings, and the tone of the speech was raised, with a touch of doubt and dissatisfaction:

"Look at me? What do I need you to look at."

There are a group of top beings in the West, and above this group of top beings, there are two most terrifying beings, one is Saint Xi'an, and the word "Holy" can be added in front of the name, which is enough to show Xi'an's popularity in the entire Western circle. Power and prestige have reached a peak.

And another. It's this pigeon.

"I understand you." Saint Xian said this indifferently, and then continued to read.

"Thank you." The pigeon took a few steps on the stone and continued, "Thank you very much."

The pigeon's first thank you was because Saint Xi'an came to comfort him and accompany him, and the second thank you was because Saint Xi'an agreed to the plan.

In fact, from the perspective of practical interests, trampling on the rules of the group owner before entering the door, and slapping the group owner in the face, can enhance the confidence of all people in the Western circle, and make the entire Western circle understand the group owner and the rules. Understanding goes a step further.

The West has an inheritance system. These experiences and theories will continue to be passed on, and will not be broken by the departure of this group of top beings. This is completely different from the Eastern circle.

Except that Beiyue once paradoxically entered the moon wheel for Zhao Zhu twice, this is actually not really doing inheritance, and Wang Jing and Ziyue did not leave any inheritance at all, so they just left. . They didn't bother to leave anything behind, and walked freely, leaving an oriental circle without their shelter.

However, this action in Western circles. This may lead to some even bigger disasters. The group owner may want to enter the door because of their group of top Western existences. It is beyond the reach of punishment, but the group owner can pass the punishment on them to the entire Western circle;

for example. Raise the overall quest difficulty for Western Circles by one level, etc.

Moreover, God knows the place behind the door, can the group owner be able to influence it? That unknown variable and impact. Compared with the benefits that this thing can bring, it is far too much.

"You have to go behind the door. It's been five years, and it's our turn. The knots in your heart have to be resolved." Saint Xi'an continued.

"I can't forget that incident. Even if he entered that door five years ago." There was a touch of melancholy in the dove's words, which was regarded as the default of Saint Xian's words.

"You don't need to forget it either." Saint Xi'an turned a page, "I thought that incident would become a factor hindering your progress, and it would become your inner demon, but I didn't expect that it seems that there is nothing to do, you can still It’s been amazing to get to this point.”

The pigeon seemed to roll his eyes, and the other pigeon rolled his eyes. The sense of incongruity in this picture is a bit strong.

"Are you comforting me or praising yourself around the corner?"

"Haha." Sheng Xi'an smiled and continued to look at the book, but also said at the same time: "In fact, I have never been very clear about that, I just know that you were humiliated by that person once, and then turned into that person by that person. a pigeon.

Of course, when you entered the next mission world, the group leader has already changed you back, and that person's power over you has also been eliminated by the group leader, but now it seems that you still like the way you usually turn into a pigeon. Is it sweet to think hard? There was a monarch in the Eastern Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. After his defeat, in order to take revenge, he 'did his life' every day, just like you. "

"You didn't come to comfort me, but to listen to my story?"

Saint Xian stopped flipping the book, sat down on the stone beside the pigeon, closed the book, seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then nodded.

"Telling the sad things and recalling them again is equivalent to digging up the scabbed wounds again."

Saint Xian continued to nod.

"Okay, I'll tell you." Dove shook his pure white head and sat down beside Saint Xian.

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Paris, the capital of fashion, is home to the latest fashion trends in the world. Of course, it also brings together celebrities and young models from all over the world.

The Champ de Mars in Paris, France, on the banks of the Seine, is a beautiful place. There are many tourists here. A young man with blond hair and light blue eyes is taking pictures here with a camera.

The man's name is Morata, he is a descendant of a noble noble, and he is not a poor noble. His family still has a large industry, so he has the breath of a real noble, not a That sour.

Of course, later, Morata had another name, pigeon, but, at this time, he was still a rookie with a mission completion degree of only 2, but he had a good mentality, and he came back alive after entering the mission world twice.

After entering the mission world and returning, some people will become extreme and hysterical, and some people will become manic and ruthless, in short, people's negative emotions will be amplified.

However, Morata has become more and more fond of life.

He likes photography and likes to preserve beautiful and precious moments. At this time, he did not know that he could reach the highest position in the Western circle. He only knew that he might not be able to survive in the next mission world. In the future... no, There is no future at all, and every extra minute you live now is the most precious gift God has given you.

However, that didn't stop him from continuing to love his life.

He likes Paris and everything here, including the beauties here.

In the lens, a beautiful oriental woman appeared:

There are many beauties in the world, fat ring Yan and thin, no one has her unique temperament: arrogant, fearless, confident, with an uninhibited wildness, she is the most brilliant crystallization of brilliance, like a fire, burning fiercely and arrogantly , She made beauty no longer just in appearance, but really radiated from the heart, she clung to everyone's eyes, without deliberate, but directly became the center of an area.

At this moment, Morata's heart suddenly stopped for half a beat, and he felt a dry mouth.

This woman is so beautiful;

Morata felt that he was moved. As a gentleman and a noble, since he met a girl who could make his heart move, he should take the initiative to pursue and express his admiration.

Even if they don't know each other, even if they don't know each other;

But Morata has this confidence and also believes that he has the ability to win the heart of this oriental beauty. Whether it is money or status, he feels that he is impeccable, and even he has some... special abilities.

The beautiful woman sat on the bench, pouting slightly, as if she was dissatisfied with something, but this kind of petty angry gesture made it easier to pinch the heart of the man. Morata felt that she could not take it anymore. I really hope that I can put this beauty in my arms, she belongs to me, definitely!

"Beautiful lady, can I take a picture for you, I think you are sitting here, and the Eiffel Tower behind you is inferior." Morata pleaded with a charming smile.

However, the next moment, Morata's expression stiffened, because he expected the other party's various reactions, but he never thought that the other party would be so direct and sharp.

"Hey, do you want to pick me up?"

The straight-to-the-point approach of this beautiful oriental woman made Morata's breath stop.

Although he was a little surprised~lightnovelpub.net~, Morata felt that this woman had a lot of character, and he liked it even more. Without much hesitation, he nodded and said:

"Your beauty makes me intoxicated. Yes, I am here to express my admiration. Please forgive me for my presumptuousness and abruptness. I am..."

However, before Morata's lyrical confession was finished, he was interrupted by the voice beside him, which was the rough voice of a man.

"Zhi Niang thief, these French people are really not a thing, how can they be like a domestic scenic spot, the drinks in it are sold so expensive, and seeing that I am a foreigner, I didn't even fill my cone at the beginning, It took me half a day to reason there before it filled me up.

Hey, daughter-in-law, we have overspend when we went out to play this time. If we want to travel in the future, we will have a picnic in Houshan Tun’er. It’s so expensive to travel here. This broken tower, what's so beautiful about it? "

Morata's face twitched a few times, and he saw a fat oriental fat man with two bottles of Coca-Cola in his arm, and a ridiculously tall cone in his hand, sitting beside the oriental beauty. , that fat **** rested directly on the beauty's thigh. (To be continued..)