Adorable Psychic Wife Of A Wealthy Man

Chapter 1394 The pet cat is taken away by the archbishop

The gorgeous and complicated relief door opened, and the man walked in with the light behind his back. In the shadow, the light was like a sacred light breaking through the darkness and dispelling the haze, but it could not melt the cold breath from the man.

Many servants in the manor bowed respectfully to the man and shouted "Archbishop Farreid" for a moment. They were locked in an iron cage and turned into a cat's psychic spirit, awakened completely, and no sleep. .

As the door was slowly closed, the dazzling light disappeared.

That man's appearance clearly fell into Lingyu's sight.

It is also an exotic race with deep eye sockets and excessively fair skin.

She turned into a cat, lying lazily in the iron cage. Because the cage was too small, her limbs were stretched out of the cage, and she rolled her eyes at the man who was about to pace upstairs.

What Archbishop Farreid? Francis hasn't solved it, but another one comes?

What Lingyu didn't expect was that when the man passed by the door of the large living room, he intentionally or unintentionally glanced at her, stopped, and changed his mind temporarily. Instead of going upstairs, he turned right and passed through the large living room. The arch in the living room came towards her.

The spirit that turned into a cat is slightly startled.

Plan to retract the limbs that stretched out of the cage.

However, the gap in the iron cage is too small. The puppet cat itself is a super-large domestic cat. Her limbs and paws are stuck in the gap in the iron cage, like a cage, **** by its limbs to be slaughtered. The little piglet is distressed and speechless, and it's useless to struggle hard.

The light in front of me dimmed.

She heard a lazy, low, faint smile above her head.

The archbishop man named Farreid just squatted down in front of her slowly.

Giving up struggling and becoming a cat's spirit, faintly raised his arrogant and unhappy eyes, his eyes were facing each other, and he stared brightly at the melancholy face of a foreign land at hand.

The black hair is slightly messy and curly, as lazy and uninhibited as a medieval European artist, and the dark green eyes are as crystal-clear as emerald, revealing indifference and melancholy, world-weary and lonely.

His complexion is pale, skinny and lean, slender and perfect. His lower left eyelid is tattooed with black tear-stained makeup, and his lower right eyelid is tattooed with a sacred dark cross pattern, which is strange and enchanting, evil and mysterious.

Compared to the Baron Francis, who seemed to be a normal and noble gentleman, the appearance of this man gave people a morbid and melancholic feeling.

The man stared at the spirit that turned into a cat for a long while, and greeted a servant. In French, he spoke coldly and completely incomprehensible words to communicate with the servant. He glanced at her in surprise from time to time, and hesitated for a moment. .

But in the end, she looked dumbfounded when she saw the man lift the iron cage, spoke another French to the attendant, and then led her to stride towards the second floor of the manor.

As the man went upstairs, he also raised the iron cage. The expressionless gang turned into a cat's spirit and retracted the paws of the limbs stuck in the gaps in the cage.

In the meantime, the cat-like spirit glanced at the wall clock on the wall.

It was only seven o'clock in the morning.

What made Lingyu even more surprised was that she broke into the failed study last night, and this man walked in so casually. An attendant was waiting for him at the door early, and in the study, wearing a nightgown standing in the rosette Francis at the window seemed to be waiting for the man's arrival.

The man named Farid, in standard French, seemed to greet Francis.

Linggui cannot understand French and can only rely on guessing.

Hearing the footsteps, Francis turned quietly facing the floor-to-ceiling windows, expressionless, and looked at Farrid with noble contempt.

"Go to the countryside and follow the customs. Since you come to the East, you should use Chinese. Don't look like you are a French nobleman and have a sense of superiority. You are just a descendant of a downright nobleman."

"Cage key."

The man named Farreid glanced at Francis coldly, with an indifferent expression. He was sitting on the European-style armchair with the iron cage on one side, and his black boots were on the expensive crystal coffee table, ignoring Francis’ cynicism, melancholy and indifferent There is no wave of jade pupils.

"What do you do." Francis raised his eyebrows, not wanting to hand over the keys.

"The Pope feels that the number of mutant races sent to the East by the empire has dropped sharply recently, causing heavy casualties and causing serious losses to the empire. This is related to your improper command, so he has appointed me to perform supervision. From now on, the Bishop Franciscan Every order will be executed by me. Besides, when I come this time, I have another secret mission that needs your cooperation."

Then, Farreid took out a hot stamped letterhead from the pocket of his long black uniform coat, and threw it at Francis with a "swish", "This is the Pope's letterhead. You must obey if you don't want to obey it. "

"Also, this cat, give it to me. My old Batty passed away shortly after his death. It looks very similar to this one, so I want it."

Old Batty is a cat, Farreid's cat.

Lingki pricked up the cat's ears and kept listening carefully.

The amount of information is too large for her to digest at once, Pope? And the pope? Is the Pope the biggest boss behind this organization? If this man is an archbishop... a lot of power? He has a secret mission to perform in the human world, what mission? Endangering the human world?

Of course, Lingyu also heard this man want to take her away...

take away? Do not! She doesn't want to, she wants to be with the old witch!

Francis was silent, his face gloomy, and extremely unhappy. He hurriedly opened the letterhead, and after reading the contents of the letterhead, he burned it with fire.

He stared at the puppet cat in the iron cage for a while, took out a black key from the pocket of his pajamas, and threw it to Farreid. He didn't want to give the cat to him, but Francis Thinking that his beloved woman liked this cat too much, he became jealous, and it was a good choice to come and send it away.

"I kindly remind you that this cat is weird."

"Too ordinary cats can't get into my eyes." Farreid took the key, opened the lock of the iron cage, and took out the puppet cat that was possessed by the psychic, and hugged it in his arms to comfort After a few moments, "I heard that you got a beauty in the East, and I kindly remind you not to fall on a woman, and everything is important to the overall situation."

When the words fell, Farreid got up and glanced at Francis sarcastically. Lingyu felt that the two men were not pleasing to each other, but the rank of Farreid should be higher than Francis.

He is leaving.

As soon as the study door opened, Farreid held the cat in his arms and wanted to leave.

Lingyu looked at the timing, struggling, biting "Ah Woo" on the back of Farreid's hand, and blood beads emerged. It broke free from the arms of the man, and when it was going all the way into Qing Yaoji's bedroom, its limbs were still Before landing, he was suddenly pinched on the back of his neck, lifted up, grabbed the hair, his limbs fluttered, and his wings were hard to fly.

"naughty."

The man's cold and indifferent voice sounded above his head.

Hearing the sound of the cat's spirit, suddenly raised his eyes and met the man's gaze.

There was a smile on the man's face, but those deep green eyes were as cold as snow in the winter in the imperial capital.

(End of this chapter)