Chapter 133 God's Battle Song

Du Lan was refreshed, and his eyes flashed with excitement.

Pope, the unique king in the world, no matter which country, the coronation of every emperor is the people who need the temple to be crowned.

Although the influence of the temple is very small in the Bourbon Empire, it is not comparable to that of a Bourbon family.

If you can get the support of the Pope, you can even...

Duran dared not imagine what kind of position he would achieve if he got the support of the Pope, but the consul of the province could still be elected.

This is the lowest goal.

"Is this true?" Duran knew that Archbishop Cless would not say this casually, but he still had some doubts in his heart.

Uneasy, or worried.

Crece smiled and said, "Of course."

"But our future is related to this boy." Chris smiled and pointed to Ziyun and said, "What level he can reach, we can reach the position we want."

Zi Yun smiled and said, "How can I be so powerful? You are really joking."

However, Ziyun also knows that he is a pawn in the Pope's hand, and he is also a very influential pawn.

At least what you do can affect the future of Archbishop Cless.

"It seems that the Pope valued me." Ziyun sneered and thought in his heart.

It is impossible for Zi Yun not to follow the Pope because the Pope cares about himself so much.

Anyone who knows that he is someone else's pawn, and he will not be determined to follow others.

"Do you keep your word?" Duran frowned, looked at Ziyun and asked Chris.

"Of course, you and I will definitely have unexpected benefits, and it can also realize the desire in your heart." Cles said lightly.

This is like betting on treasure. If you bet on the right, you will lose money if you make a mistake.

"Okay, I'll form an alliance with you." Duran gritted his teeth and said.

Duran knew in his heart that he was just a descendant of the Bourbon family, and it was impossible to further become a provincial consul.

You should know that the children in the direct family have grown up one by one, and they are looking at those positions with red eyes.

I don't have a chance at all, but now I have a chance.

Then fight.

"Fat-in-law, hey hey, I will do my best to help you." Seeing that Du Lan agreed, Ziyun said with a smile.

"Who is your father-in-law? You are not qualified now." Du Lan snorted coldly and said to Zi Yun.

"How do you think I can be qualified?" Ziyun said faintly.

"Under one person, above ten thousand people, can you do it?" Duran said with a sneer.

"It's more than ten thousand people. Why is it better to be below one person?" Zi Yun said with a faint smile.

Duran and Chris looked at Ziyun in surprise. Above tens of thousands of people, that is the Pope. Is it possible that this boy wants to become the Pope?

However, Ziyun wants to become the emperor in his heart, and the Pope's thing is still worse than the emperor.

The matter was solved, and Ziyun was very happy. Duran, Cless and Ziyun discussed what to do in the future.

"I will strongly support this temple fair." Duran said as he left.

"Thank you very much, father-in-law." Ziyun said with a smile.

"Hmm." Du Lan stared at Ziyun and turned away.

Ziyun smiled and thought to her heart, when the raw rice is cooked into cooked rice, do you still do this to me?

Thinking about it, Ziyun couldn't help taking out the map in his arms and looked at the red dot on the drawing with a giggle. That room was Xianya's residence.

Thinking about what Dao Xianya said at that time, Ziyun drooled.

"I will wash it white and wait for you at **." Xianya said so.

Duran quickly used the power of his consul to issue a notice that the temple was going to hold a temple fair.

For a while, the whole city of Noxus was boiling.

This is a good thing about the pie falling from the sky. It's incredible that you can get food as long as you go there.

What's more, after going there, you can still have fun. Why not?

Throughout the afternoon, the temple was in a state of hustle and bustle.

However, Ziyun lay happily in the arms of the water slave. From time to time, he opened his mouth and ate the fruit that the water slave had sorted out for himself. Life is really full of beauty.

The evening came as scheduled, and the originally dark streets are now brightly lit, and the colorful lights are hanging high and bustling.

Ziyun smiled and said to Xia Hua beside him, "Look at you."

"But I'm still a little worried. If I can't sing well, I'm sorry for the master's painstaking efforts." Xia Hua said worriedly.

"Didn't I say that? As long as a girl like you walks on the stage, she will be the focus of attention, and you sing very well. Ziyun said with a smile.

"I'll do my best." Xia Hua nodded and said.

With the support of Ziyun, Xia Hua's mood also relaxed. After all, even if she is so worried now, it is useless.

The voice outside has been shouting.

The servants and clergy of the temple are now distributing food outside sweaty.

"It's time." Ziyun stood up and walked out.

Crace is waiting anxiously for the arrival of Ziyun outside. Now the people outside are basically here to grab food, and those who grab it are about to leave now.

If you let them leave, it will be useless to hold this temple fair by yourself.

"What should I do now?" When Chris saw Ziyun coming out, he hurried up and asked.

"It's all right now." Ziyun smiled, and then led Xia Hua's little hand and said, "Let's go to the stage now."

When Xia Hua heard the shouts outside, she was very worried, but her little hand was grabbed by Ziyun, and a sense of security rose in Xia Hua's heart. With Ziyun standing beside her, what else is there to be afraid of herself?

In many doubtful eyes, Zi Yun smiled and took Xia Hua's little hand and walked to the stage.

When some sharp-eyed practitioners saw the necklace attribute on Xia Hua's neck, they hurried to the bottom of the table, and their eyes were obviously shocked.

"This is the God-given necklace. Our temple will engrave for everyone for free. Of course, this is also conditional. Only those true believers can get our free engraving." Ziyun said with a smile, "Next, Miss Xia Hua, please sing a song for us."

Only then did those people see that the woman wearing this necklace was more eye-catching than the God-given necklace.

They all shouted loudly below to cheer for Xia Hua.

Xia Hua has never seen such a scene, and she is shy and afraid.

However, when she saw Ziyun's gentle eyes, Xia Hua's heart gradually stabilized.

"Relying on the dangerous building, the wind is fine, looking at the spring sadness, and the gloomy sky.

In the remnants of the grassy smoke, who will rely on it without words?

I intend to get drunk with the crazy picture, treat wine as a song, and the strong music is still tasteless.

The belt of clothes is getting wider and wider, and I don't regret it.

The voice is melodious, the voice is like a yellow warbler, and the song is like crying, which makes the people under the stage listen to it.

"Gentle di yi si bu zhang. The buckling corridor, looking for leisurely at night.

On the jade carved crescent moon, the red door is half hidden.

The rotating heating fumigation furnace warm bucket. Jade trees and branches are close to each other.

The power of wine is getting stronger and stronger, and the mandarin duck embroidery is turned over by the red waves.

The song turns, as if it were a scene of a girl telling her missing her lover.

The people below were so intoxicated that they all blushed.

"Since spring, the miserable green is red, and the heart is cocoa. In the sun, the flower shoots, the warbler wears the willow belt, and it is still fragrant. Warm and crispy, greasy clouds. I'm tired and wrapped up all day long. Nothing! Once the hatred is gone, there is no audio book. If you had known it earlier, you would regret that you didn't lock the saddle. To the chicken window, only with the barbarian elephant tube, restrain the teaching. The town follows, don't hide. The needle and thread is idle and sits with Yi. With me, don't waste time when you are young.

"Oh..."

Before Xia Hua finished singing, the people below seemed to be possessed and danced crazily on the ground.

Xia Hua panicked and her voice stopped abruptly.

The people below also stopped and knelt on the ground all of a sudden, shouting at the saint.

Ziyun didn't know what had happened. Of course, Xia Hua didn't know. At this time, Chris rushed out of the temple with a shocked face and came to Ziyun and said, "Let Xia Hua in quickly."

Ziyun nodded and pulled Xia Hua back to the temple.

When the people below saw Xia Hua leave, they all followed her and walked towards the temple.

Chrys quickly blocked the door and said with a smile, "That's not a saint. I hope you don't disturb me."

"Who is he?"

"Yes, why can you use such nobility?"

"She is my goddess."

"Even if she let me die, I won't frown."

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The cold sweat on Chris's forehead did not tell them the identity of Xia Hua, but only said that she was a noble singer.

After sending everyone away, Clays ran to Ziyun's room.

Pushing the door and entering, I met Ziyun lying on Xia Hua's lap, enjoying the fruit in Xia Hua's hand.

Seeing Clays come in, the water slave looked cold. Ziyun hurriedly asked, "Brother Clays, what's the matter?"

"Good boy, my good brother, how do you know the battle song of God?" Clythe asked, holding Ziyun's hands.

Ziyun asked in astonishment, "How do I know the battle song of God?"

"So, Miss Xia Hua, where did you learn the battle song of God?" Chrys asked Xia Hua in a hurry.

Xia Hua shook her head in panic and said, "I, I don't know."

Ziyun hurriedly hugged Xia Hua's body and asked Chris, "What are you talking about? I don't understand. Don't scare Xia Hua."

Chrys smiled bitterly and said to Ziyun, "The song sung by Miss Xia Hua just now is the battle song of God, and it has disappeared for a long time. Now even in our Sun Temple, there are few meetings."

Zi Yun said with a surprised face, "You won't sing the battle song of God, will you?"

"Although I can't understand what is being sung, the language in it is indeed the language of God." Chrysler said affirmatively.

Ziyun almost laughed. That's Chinese.

How can it become the language of God? I can only say with a dry smile, "That's what I taught Xia Hua."

"Do you know the language of God?" Cleth asked in surprise.

"I dreamed that someone sang like this, that's why I taught Xia Hua. You know that we men sing very hard." Ziyun scratched his head and said, as if he was very confused.

Seeing Crace's disbelieving eyes, Zi Yun said to himself, "How could I dream of the battle song of God? It's really surprising."

"Brother Ziyun, look, can you write down the lyrics of your dream?" Clyce said hurriedly.

Ziyun smiled and said, "Of course. I'll write it down for you."

Chrys hurriedly prepared the paper, pen and ink, and Zi Yun had to write down those words.

Looking at the crooked font on the paper, Ziyun blushed and couldn't wait to find a tofu to death.

"God's words, God's words." Chris looked excited and shocked, and looked at Ziyun with divine eyes and said.

Ziyun smiled and looked at the words climbing like earthworms and said, "Is it really God's words?"

"Of course it can't be wrong." Chrysler said affirmatively.

"Then this thing must be very valuable." Ziyun thought excitedly.

"This is God's words, money that can't be sold." Chrysler hurriedly said, "I'm short of money. This thing can't be passed on to the world."

Ziyun nodded without saying anything, but there was a lot of confusion in his heart.