"Follow me."

Zheng Wenwen glanced at Feng Lin with a smile.

Feng Lin nodded gently.

Looking at the white old man coming in the distance, Zheng Wenwen smiled and greeted him, "Mr. Siro, welcome."

"Hello, Mr. Zheng."

The white old man shook hands with Zheng Wenwen, then put his hand on his heart, "May God be with you."

"Please."

Zheng Wenwen gave way.

"Please."

Sai Luo nodded slightly, and he looked back at the two behind him, "You guys wait here, I will talk to Mr. Zheng for a while."

"Entertainment."

Zheng Wenwen glanced at Feng Lin, and then walked deep into the hotel with Sai Luo.

Poseidon walked towards Fenglin with a smile, greeted him in substandard Chinese, "Mr. Death Doctor, long time no see."

"have not seen you for a long time."

Feng Lin smiled and nodded.

"Humph!"

Athena on the side snorted softly.

"In the first place in the island country, you saved my life. I always remember this kindness."

Poseidon said with a smile.

"But some people don't remember, they only know how to avenge gratitude."

Feng Lin Yin and Yang said weirdly, as he spoke, he didn't forget to glance at Athena.

"you……"

Athena pointed at Feng Lin suddenly.

"Hahaha! I'm going to smoke a cigarette, you guys talk."

Poseidon walked to the bathroom with a smile.

Feng Lin looked outside. Several men and women in Holy See costumes were holding crosses and praying in front of the hotel.

"Your people, are you so fascinating everywhere?" Feng Lin asked, looking at Athena.

"What are gods and ghosts? Do you dare to insult our gods? Believe it or not that I killed you?"

Athena said coldly.

"Forget it, I can't communicate with you."

Feng Lin waved his hand gently, turned and walked to the chair beside him.

China Yanhuang has always been a special existence.

For example, in almost every mythological system in the world, there will be a sun god.

But in Yanhuang, China, there is a human named Hou Yi.

Many Western doctrines make people do good in this life. After death, God will let people go to heaven.

But the descendants of Yan and Huang in China are different. They often hope to practice and become gods.

The general indications show that the descendants of Yan and Huang Dynasty never believed that the so-called gods were more noble than themselves.

Athena stared at Feng Lin, and walked over after a long time, "I did thank you last time."

"You are welcome, I am a good person and I don't care about you."

Feng Lin waved his hand gently.

"You don't want to get into it, what you did to me..."

"Stop! Dear Miss Athena, who are we to provoke whom?"

Feng Lin interrupted Athena, "It's you! I said at the beginning that I didn't want to fight you, but you had to do it. In the end, I was insulted by me. Instead, you hated me."

"you……"

"What am I? Am I wrong? Your god will punish you."

Feng Lin tilted Erlang's legs and said lightly.

"What my god, god is everywhere, it is also your god." Athena didn't know how to answer Feng Lin, so she could only change the subject.

"Don't be funny, I remember Jesus was born two thousand years ago, right?"

Feng Lin smiled and said, "Sorry, at that time our China was in the end of the Western Han Dynasty.""Humph!"

Athena snorted again, not talking to Feng Lin.

Feng Lin came back tactically.

What is the self-confidence of a culturally powerful country?

In the controversy of a hundred schools of thought during the Spring and Autumn Period and Warring States Period, which Patriarch is not a resounding existence?

According to foreign logic, these people are all gods.

"Come here."

After a while, Zheng Wenwen in the distance waved to Feng Lin and Athena.

The two got up together and followed Zheng Wenwen.

They came to a luxurious room. The previous Siro and Poseidon were already sitting on the sofa.

Zheng Wenwen walked in and said to the two behind him: "Sit down."

Athena was sitting beside Celo.

Feng Lin closed the door and sat on the other side.

Zheng Wenwen sat next to Feng Lin and said with a smile: "Mr. Sai Luo is proficient in Chinese, and this kind of meeting is also very convenient."

"Well, let's get straight to the topic. There are many real human masters in Europe. In addition to people from all over the world, there are also foreigners, and among them there are even masters of the fifth rank."

Sai Luo looked at Zheng article plainly, "I really want to wipe out, how many masters do you have?"

"Haha! Mr. Cerro, we dealt with real humans in China, but we didn't let outsiders take action."

Zheng Wenwen smiled and cocked Erlang's legs, "The headquarters of true humans, after all, is within your sphere of influence of the Holy See, we can't do too much, how about the three great realms?"

"If it's a masterful state like three Zheng, it's okay." Sai Luo said with a smile.

"One second-order, two first-order." Zheng Wenwen reminded.

"Hahaha! Is Mr. Zheng kidding?" Sai Luo raised his head and laughed a few times.

Feng Lin has been listening nearby.

This meeting, to put it bluntly, is on the side of the Holy See, who wants China to be more masters.

Real humans are too mysterious, and with those potions, there are endless.

Moreover, it is a stronghold in Europe, and there must be a strong formation.

There will definitely be casualties in this extermination.

The Holy See does not want to bear it alone, and wants China to send more experts to share it.

But China is not stupid, it is clearly on their own turf, why should they let their masters go deep into dangerous places?

"Mr. Zheng, true humans are our common enemy. I admit that their base camp is here, but if we don't destroy them, they will still establish a branch in China in the future."

Sai Luo solemnly said, "For the people of your country, should we also make some contributions?"

"It is for this reason that we agreed to send someone, otherwise we would not plan to go."

Zheng Wenwen smiled and shrugged me, "Otherwise, I will dispatch a few Dacheng realms that can leapfrog and kill people."

"Leapfrog killing?" Sai Luo frowned.

"Dugu breaks dawn, Dacheng second-tier peak, real combat power, and even able to cope with Dacheng third-tier."

Zheng Wen paused and said, "Jiang Zhou of the Jiang family, Dacheng second-tier, these two are just fifty years old now."

"As expected of China, there are such masters."

Poseidon was shocked.

But his real shock was Jiang Zhou.

Did Jiang Zhou really cooperate with China's country?

Then Jiang Zhou would probably speak out about his own dark Vatican status.

"Who else besides them?"

Cerro touched his chin. At the same level, it must be a young man who is better.

The prime of life at fifty is indeed much better than those old men.

"The last one is our unbounded and famous master, Jiang Zhou's father, Jiang Zhongqing."

Zheng article explained, "Not long ago, I successfully entered the fourth stage of Dacheng."

Feng Lin almost laughed, but fortunately the mask blocked his expression at the moment.

If the country uses people this time, if it uses words to describe the villain, it will be sinister.

Dugu breaks through the dawn, is an untrustworthy person.

Jiang Zhou, too.

Then there was Jiang Zhongqing, who happened to be able to test whether he was loyal.

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