The king quietly watched this scene until Gu Qingshan walked out and closed the door.
"It can be seen that he is usually very filial." The king said.
"No, father, he is an orphan. His parents died when he was six years old, and he has lived alone until now." Anna said.
The king couldn't help but froze for a moment.
He suddenly asked: "Is he the prince you have chosen?"
"Yes, I fell in love with him the first time I met him." Anna said calmly, looking directly into her father's eyes.
Appreciation appeared on the king's face, and he said, "Daughter, you have a good eye."
"Anna, I deliberately tested the person next to you, because I found that he was wearing the token of the god of death."
"I gave it to him, he gave it back to me, and then I gave it to him."
The king was taken aback and asked, "You said he returned it to you?"
"Yes."
The king was stunned for a long time, and said inexplicably: "Is there still such a stupid person?"
"It's pretty silly."
The king sighed: "It seems that your vision is not so good."
His expression suddenly became serious: "Before I disappear completely, there is one thing I must tell you."
"Our Medici family has silently guarded the inheritance for seven hundred years. I must tell you its secret, so as to be worthy of the name of Medici."
"This kind of inheritance, for hundreds of years, no one in our family has been able to inherit it except for the first Patriarch."
"Anna, you are the most talented woman in the history of the Medici family, and you are also the last member of the family. Regardless of whether you can inherit or not, don't take it to heart."
The king looked at his daughter and couldn't bear to look away.
He stretched out his hand, wanting to touch his daughter's head, but suddenly remembered that he could no longer touch anything.
His hands were in the air.
Ana stepped forward and put her head under her father's hand.
"I don't know what you're talking about," she said softly.
"Please all the gods in the sky bear witness for me." The king straightened his expression and said solemnly.
"I am here today, entrusting the inheritance of the Medici family to my daughter Anna."
"From now on, Anna will be the new owner of the Medici family."
In the showroom, the king looked solemn and solemn, and spoke slowly and firmly. There was almost the same scene in the painting behind him.
The young king was touching his daughter's head with one hand, and with the other he was holding the crown, which he was about to place on her head.
separated by a wall.
Gu Qingshan closed the door and saw the saint.
When passing through the checkpoint, the two sides met face to face.
Saint Ivan, wearing a white ascetic robe, bares his shoulders and chest.
He stood quietly at the end of the corridor, just looking at Gu Qingshan.
"Are you looking for me?" Gu Qingshan asked.
"I have been waiting for a long time." Saint Ivan said.
"Tsk, what a conscientious and good employee." Gu Qingshan said.
"Duty is where the fun is." Ivan showed a cruel look on his face.
"Why are you looking for me in such a hurry? To learn from each other?" Gu Qingshan asked.
"Before then," Ivan said, "according to the procedure, I must first tell you that guests are never allowed to enter here."
A smile crept across the Saint's face—like a cat spotting a mouse.
"Really? I might be lost."
Gu Qingshan straightened his collar and straightened his hair, and then locked his name as "Guerrilla General".
He strode toward the other side.
"If you don't mind, please take me back to the ball," he said as he walked.
"I will be honored to take you out of here," said the saint.
The milky white light gathered together, forming a solemn and holy pattern, quietly appearing under his feet.
The holy religion's mystical skill, atonement.
Any damage is doubled back to the attacker.
Gu Qingshan glanced at it, and it was clear in his heart.
"Then what are you waiting for, you lead the way, let's go." He said.
"No, no, no, we can't go." Saint Ivan shook his head and said.
The two talked, and the distance gradually narrowed.
"Ah, I see, sorry."
Gu Qingshan seemed to understand something, and took out the wallet from his pocket.
"I forgot that everything in the Holy Country is charged, hey - this is your tip." He took out a wad of money and shook it in his hand.
Saint Ivan's complexion was very ugly.
"I will return you a hundredfold for the humiliation you have done to me." He growled in a low voice.
"You don't want money either? Then what do you want to do?" Gu Qingshan had a puzzled expression on his face.
He had already walked through most of the corridor, but he continued to walk towards the other party without stopping.
"My hearing is different from that of ordinary people—in the room you came out of, there seems to be a slight heartbeat and breathing."
"I think it's a girl," Saint Ivan said with a grin. "Why don't we wait a little longer and see who your little lover is."
Gu Qingshan paused for a moment, then kept shaking his head and said: "As the host, you are too curious about the privacy of the guests."
He frowned, staring at the holy pattern at the saint's feet.
He suddenly sighed: "To be honest, I don't want to fight with you."
Ivan asked with interest: "Why? Afraid of me?"
Gu Qingshan explained: "The Holy Cult has many kinds of natural skills, each of which will be awakened by many people, but the rare natural skill of atonement has very few people awakened."
"I am the only one in this generation." Ivan said proudly.
"Yes, very rare."
Gu Qingshan nodded in agreement and continued.
"Tsk tsk, let others beat you casually while standing up, don't care if your clothes are stripped, and keep begging others to beat you non-stop," he sighed, "There are many masochists in the world, but if you want to reach your situation, I Dare to say that humans can’t do it.”
After listening to Gu Qingshan's words in a daze, Ivan was stunned.
"I want, I want to kill you." Ivan said incoherently.
"The attitude is so bad, but I will pay the tip." Gu Qingshan threw the stack of banknotes away.
The banknotes scattered all over the sky, blocking Ivan's sight.
At this moment, the distance between the two was close enough.
A sword appeared out of thin air.
Earth sword.
"Sword? Something thin and fragile."
Ivan pushed aside the banknotes and said with a sneer.
Gu Qingshan held the ground sword, and his whole body moved violently.
Ivan seemed to sense something, and his face changed suddenly.
He quickly stepped back, trying to avoid this attack.
But this sword was too fast, he was too late to react at the first moment, and now he couldn't dodge it at all.
There was a tearing whine in the air.
"Snapped"!
The communicator on Ivan's body was picked out by the long sword, disintegrated in mid-air, fell to the ground, and scattered into many parts.
Gu Qingshan felt relieved.
As long as Ivan can't contact anyone within ten minutes, no one will know the reason for this matter.
In this case, the follow-up response will be much easier.
"Come on—"
Ivan roared, raised his hand and raised a white flame, and grabbed Gu Qingshan.
Gu Qingshan stepped aside, and the long sword moved forward again.
hit.
However, this sword was so soft that it hardly caused any damage.
The blade of the sword had already turned sideways, the edge of the sword was withdrawn, and the spine of the sword was printed on Ivan's chest.
This sword will not cause any injury to Ivan.
The power of Jianmang will wrap him around and keep rushing forward.
"Have a nice trip." Gu Qingshan whispered.
-boom!
The entire corridor was affected by the aftermath of the sword energy and turned into ruins.
Saint Ivan was tightly wrapped by a mass of sword lights, and he rushed away, disappearing in an instant.
He is like a shooting star in the night sky, shining across the sky.