Womanizing Mage

On the top of the tall mountain, snowflakes fluttered and the wind was fierce. On a huge ice stand, the tomb of Shui Linglong, the great magister of the water system, was written in the dragon-flying Canglan characters.

Shui Ruoyan knelt in front of the tomb for a long time, with white snowflakes all over the sky covering her shoulders, she stared at the tombstone obsessively, without moving. And Long Yi stood not far behind her, with his spine as straight as a mountain, silently guarding her behind him, any words at this moment are powerless, such a tragedy is really a great misfortune in life.

After a long time, when the sky gradually dimmed and the wind and snow became more and more misty, Shui Ruoyan suddenly said in a hoarse voice: "Long Yi, should I hate them?"

One answered without hesitation.

"Then should I kill them?" Shui Ruoyan continued to ask, grabbing the ice blue staff left by Shui Linglong with her small hand.

A light answer.

Shui Ruoyan was silent for a long time, and stood up, but because her blood was not flowing after kneeling for too long, she staggered and fell backwards.

With a flash, Long Yi put his big arms around Shui Ruoyan's slender waist, squatted down and kneaded her menstrual arms, but his heart felt twinges because of the heart-wrenching expression on her face.

"Let's go back." Shui Ruoyan said softly, leaning on Long Yi's shoulder full of exhaustion.

Long Yi brought Shui Ruoyan to the small village at the foot of the mountain. The atmosphere in the whole village was very oppressive. The elites of the dark church all huddled in their rooms without saying a word. At this time, everyone knew that something big happened in the church. Well, the wife of the pope killed the mother of the dark pope, this is not a big deal.

"Master Ximen. Miss, His Majesty is here to invite you." As soon as the two of them entered the village, Rafal, the ghost priest, greeted them. Obviously, they had been waiting outside for a long time.

Shui Ruoyan's delicate body trembled, her small hands tightly grasped Long Yi's sleeves, as if she wanted to gain courage from Long Yi.

"Don't be afraid, everything is up to me." Long Yi enfolded Shui Ruoyan's small hand in his generous palm softly, then led her into the room following the Nether Priest.

A pile of firewood was still burning in the room, and the dark pope stood in front of the window with his back turned. The figure looks sad and lonely.

Rafal brought them here, turned around and went out wisely, and closed the door, leaving only Long Yi and three people in the room.

The Dark Pope turned around slowly. He actually lost a lot of weight overnight, and his expression was exactly the same as Shui Ruoyan's, which made people feel unbearable to see him, and this made Long's hatred for him much less. But the wife of the pope, who is as heart-like as a snake, believes that he will never forgive her. The reason why he didn't kill her at that time was because he wanted to see how the dark pope would deal with it?

"Ruoruo..." The Dark Pope looked at Shui Ruoyan excitedly,

It seems that there are thousands of words that I want to express but I can't say them.

"Shut up, you don't have the right to call me that." Shui Ruoyan yelled suddenly. He turned and opened the door and rushed out.

"Ruo Ruo, come back." Long Yi's heart tightened, and he planned to chase after him.

"Master Ximen. Let her be alone for a while. I have something to say to you." The Dark Pope stopped Long Yi. The sound was very bleak.

"If you have anything to say, just say it." Long Yi stopped in his tracks and said calmly.

"Ruoruo... how has she been these past few years?" The Dark Pope asked softly after taking a deep breath.

"It's not bad in general, but you know. She always thought you were dead, and the murderer was her grandma, so the relationship with her grandma has been very bad for a long time." Long Yi recalled that Shui Ruoyan Speaking of this matter, he sighed lightly.

The dark pope was silent, closed his eyes, and his hair was blue and windless.

"Take good care of her for me in the future, can you do it?" After a long time, the Dark Pope said slowly, his eyes suddenly opened, staring at Long Yi sharply.

Long Yi smiled and said: "If it is my woman, I will take care of her with my life."

"Okay, I believe you, and Ling'er, don't neglect any of them." The Dark Pope continued.

Long nodded, and suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart, but he couldn't tell exactly what it was.

"Actually, I gathered all the elites of the Dark Church to cooperate with Long Zhan to deal with your Ximen family." The Dark Pope said suddenly.

"I would have guessed it if you didn't tell me." Long Yi shrugged, he was not a fool, a large number of people from the Dark Church gathered here, no wonder they didn't come for their Ximen family.

The Dark Pope stared at the dragon for a while, and nodded appreciatively. This son-in-law is really not simple, and he can't even see through the depth. He thinks that the two daughters will not humiliate them if they meet earlier. It may be very talkative.

"I've said everything I need to say, go out." The Dark Pope turned around and said calmly.

Long Yi frowned, turned around and walked out of the wooden house, he always felt that the Dark Pope stopped him not just to promise him to take care of his daughter, there should be other things, but he didn't say anything, let it go, at this point, Thinking about it, he would not deal with the Ximen family anymore, after all, he had solemnly handed over the two daughters into his hands.

Not long after Long Yi left, the Pope's wife, Ye Er, appeared beside the Dark Pope with a nervous mood.

"Husband... I'm sorry." The Pope's wife gritted her teeth and said timidly. Although she was cruel to others, she was very obedient to the Dark Pope.

The Dark Pope remained silent, still standing and looking at the snow falling outside the window, wondering what he was thinking, but his straight back seemed a little awkward at this moment.

"Husband, I know it's my fault. If you feel uncomfortable, then you can kill me." The Pope's wife hesitated in her heart, and took two steps forward to grab the dark Pope's big hand.

The dark pope turned his head, glanced at his wife indifferently, and said in a low voice: "Ye'er, if you really have the heart, you can accompany me to my mother's grave to repent."

The Pope's wife was stunned for a while, gritted her teeth and nodded.

In the dark night, two shadows landed on the top of the mountain one after the other, and knelt down heavily in front of Shui Linglong's tombstone.

"Mother, the child is not filial. I am ashamed of raising you

Looking at the tombstone, putting his face on the cold stone surface, Tong'er knelt behind him in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a long time, the Dark Pope stopped crying, turned his head quietly, and said hoarsely: "Ye'er, you and I have been married for nearly thirty years, I know that you have done your best for me, and you almost died trying to save me.

I know that everything you do is for my own good. But... It is unacceptable to indulge a wife and kill a mother. I have no way to blame you, I can only respect my dead mother with death. "

The pope's wife was startled, and a bad premonition appeared in her heart. The hand that grabbed him stepped forward and screamed: "Husband, all mistakes are my fault, please don't do stupid things."

The Dark Pope shook his head and smiled sadly. He stretched out his big hand to caress his wife's face, but suddenly black blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.

The pope's wife picked up the bloodshot eyes of the dark pope's mouth with trembling hands, and said in a trembling voice: "The shadow pierces the heart, husband. Why... why are you so stupid, if you want to confess to killing me, why..." She After talking about it, I was sobbing.

"Three...Thirty years, I haven't fulfilled the filial piety that a son should do. Mother...Mother will be... very lonely down here. I want...to accompany her." The dark pope spat out a mouthful of black blood. completely in the arms of his wife.

"Husband, you let me live in this world by myself. You are really cruel." The Pope's wife murmured quietly with tears streaming down her face, her expression gradually became firm. Suddenly, a black light flashed in her hand, and a black sword blade was like Lightning pierced his heart.

She only heard a muffled grunt, the blade was completely submerged in her body, she pulled the corner of her mouth, and met the eyes of the Dark Pope, two tears fell on his cheek with a plop, mixing with his tears. Then, the two hugged each other and slowly closed their eyes, both with expressions of relief.

In the early morning of the next day, Long Yi brought back Shui Ruoyan, who had been blowing in the snow all night, only to find that all the elites of the Dark Church had gathered together, and Rafal stood in front with a solemn expression, but he could not see him. The Dark Pope and his wife.

"Master Ximen, please come here." Rafal called out with a trace of respect in his tone.

Long Yi stepped forward suspiciously, but Rafal suddenly knelt down, holding up a staff with a strange black light in his hand, and said loudly: "Your Majesty, by order of the Pope, hand over the token of the Dark Church to Ximen In the hands of the young master, from now on, the dark church will be assigned by the young master Ximen, and those who do not follow will be killed by a thousand swords."

Long Yi was stunned, what the hell is going on, what the hell is that old Dark Pope doing?

"My subordinates see His Majesty the Pope." Rafal bowed down on the ground and bowed down.

"My subordinates refer to His Majesty the Pope." The rest of the church elites who were in the dark all bowed down.

"What's going on here? What about the Pope?" Of course Long Yi is willing to accept such a huge force, but the problem is that he has to figure out what's going on.

Rafael shook his head and said: "I don't know, His Majesty the Pope disappeared after explaining these things to his subordinates, and his wife also disappeared at the same time."

Shui Ruoyan's expression fluctuated, he suddenly thought of something and flew up towards the top of the mountain, Long Yi followed closely behind.

"Everyone follow." Rafal ordered, and also flew up to follow, he hasn't handed over the token of the Dark Church to Long Yi, what if he doesn't come back?

As soon as Shui Ruoyan got to the top of the mountain, she could see her father and mother embracing each other, almost covered by snowflakes, and she couldn't feel any vitality from them. She was stunned at the time, and her pale face became more sickly. She giggled twice, stepped back two steps, and laughed louder, saying: "Dead, a good death, a good death."

"Ruo Ruo, don't be like this." Seeing Shui Ruoyan's crazy appearance, Long Yi felt pain in his heart. Although she hated her biological parents, she suddenly lost three relatives, and he couldn't bear it if it was him. .

"Long Yi, don't worry, do you think something is wrong with me? I'm happy, I'm so happy

"Ruoruo." Long roared, and pulled her into his arms with his big hand.

"Let go of me, hate it, let me go." Shui Ruoyan struggled in Long Yi's arms and shouted.

"Ruo Ruo, don't do this, cry if you want to." Long Yi let her scratch and scratch, comforting her ear with a gentle voice.

"Crying? Who wants to cry, why should I cry." Shui Ruoyan pushed Long Yi away with all her strength, staring blankly at her biological parents who were embracing each other.

"You...do you think that death can wash away your sins? Cowards, you are cowards, and you are not worthy to be my father and mother." Shui Ruoyan pointed at the dark Pope couple who had died for a long time, and suddenly her tender body limp and sat on the bed. Under the snow, as if all the strength was suddenly taken away, there were tears in the eyes, and the sadness made people worry.

Long Yi sat down, wrapped Shui Ruoyan into his arms, patted her on the shoulder and said softly: "Silly girl, cry out, it will hurt your body if you hold it in, and I will die of heartache."

Shui Ruoyan choked silently at first, took a big gulp of air as if she couldn't breathe, and then tears poured out like a flood that burst a bank, hugging Long Yi's bear waist and crying like a child, really heard Sad, see those who cry.

"Hey, cry, I will always be by your side." Long Yi patted Shui Ruoyan's pink back rhythmically, shaking his head and sighing in his heart, thinking that a generation of great magisters of the water system and the pope couple of the dark church would act like this way to end his own life.

At this time, Rafal led the mighty church elites to follow. Seeing this scene, everyone knelt down and muttered something.

Not long after, Shui Ruoyan passed out crying in Long Yi's arms, making Long Yi love and pity him, why is the fate of his teacher Shui Ruoyan so miserable?

Afterwards, Long Yi took over the Dark Church's token, the Dark Spirit Scepter, and the Dark Divine Card that he had snatched from Rafal, and formally became the Pope of the Dark Church through a simple ceremony. , it can be seen from this.