The king watched this scene quietly until Gu Qingshan walked out and closed the door.

"It can be seen that he is usually very filial." said the king.

"No, father, he is an orphan. His parents were gone when he was six years old, and he lived alone until now." Anna said.

The king couldn't help but be stunned.

He suddenly asked, "He is the prince you chose?"

"Yes, I fell in love with him the first time I met him." Anna said calmly in her father's eyes.

The king showed admiration on his face and said, "Daughter, you have a good attitude."

"Anna, I'm trying the people around you on purpose because I found him wearing a token of death."

"I gave it to him, he gave it back to me, and then I gave it to him again."

The king was surrounded and asked, "Did you say he gave it to you?"

"Yes."

The king was stunned for a long time and said in confusion: "There are still such a stupid person now?"

"It's pretty stupid."

The king sighed, "It seems that your vision is not ordinary."

His expression suddenly became serious: "Before I completely dissipate, there is one thing that I must tell you."

"Our Medichi family has silently protected the inheritance for seven hundred years. I must tell you its secret to be worthy of the name of Medichi."

"For hundreds of years, no one in our family can inherit such a inheritance except the first head of the family."

"Anna, you are the most talented woman in the history of the Medici family and the last person in the family. Don't take it seriously whether you can inherit it or not."

The king looked at his daughter and couldn't bear to look away.

He reached out and wanted to ** his daughter's head, but suddenly he remembered that he could no longer touch anything.

His hands were in the air.

Anna took a step forward and placed her head under her father's hands.

"I don't know what you're talking about," she said softly.

"Please testify to me by the gods of heaven," the king said solemnly.

"I am here today to entrust the inheritance of the Medichi family to my daughter Anna."

"From now on, Anna will be the new owner of the Medici family."

In the showroom, the king's expression was solemn and solemn, and his tone was slow and firm. There was a nearly identical scene in the painting behind him.

The young king touched his daughter's head with one hand and held the crown with the other, ready to wear it on her head.

A wall separated by.

Gu Qingshan closed the door and saw the saints.

When passing by the checkpoint, the two sides met.

Saint Ivan, wearing a white monk's robe, exposed his shoulders and chest.

He stood quietly at the end of the corridor and looked at Gu Qingshan.

"Are you looking for me?" Gu Qingshan asked.

"I have been waiting for a long time," said Saint Ivan.

"Tsk, what a conscientious and responsible employee." Gu Qingshan said.

"The responsibility lies in it, and the pleasure lies in it." Ivan's face showed cruelty.

"What are you in a hurry to find me? Discuss?" Gu Qingshan asked.

"Before that," said Ivan: "According to the procedure, I must first tell you that guests are never allowed here."

A smile appeared on the saint's face - like a cat discovered the traces of a mouse.

"Is that so? I might be lost."

Gu Qingshan tidied up his collar, tidied his hair, and locked his name as "guerrilla general".

He strode towards the other side.

"If you don't mind, please take me back to the dance." He said as he walked.

"I will be honored to take you out of here," said the Saint.

The milky white light gathered and formed a solemn and holy pattern that quietly appeared at his feet.

The mysterious God-chosen skill of the Holy Church, atonement for sins.

Any damage will be doubled back to the attacker.

Gu Qingshan glanced at him and knew it in his heart.

"What are you waiting for? You lead the way, let's go." He said.

"No, no, no, we cannot go." Saint Ivan shook his head.

As the two talked, the distance gradually became closer.

"Ah, I understand, sorry."

Gu Qingshan seemed to understand something and took out his wallet from his pocket.

"I forgot that everything I do in the Holy Kingdom is charged, oh-this is your tip." He pulled out a stack of money and shook it in his hand.

Saint Ivan's face looked very bad.

"I will return the humiliation you have to me a hundred times." He shouted in a low voice.

"I don't want money either? Then what do you want to do?" Gu Qingshan showed a puzzled expression on his face.

He had already walked through most of the corridor, but he kept walking towards the other side without stopping at all.

"My hearing is different from that of ordinary people - there seems to be a slight heartbeat and breathing in the room you came out."

"I think that's a girl," Saint Ivan said grimly, "Let's wait a little longer and see who your little lover is."

Gu Qingshan paused for a moment, shook his head and said, "As the master, you are too curious about the privacy of the guests."

He frowned and stared at the holy pattern at the feet of the saints.

He suddenly sighed, "To be honest, I don't want to fight you."

Ivan asked with interest: "Why? I'm afraid of me?"

Gu Qingshan explained: "The Holy Church has many kinds of natural selection skills, and many people will awaken each of them, but there are very few people who awaken this rare natural selection skill."

"I am the only one in this generation." Ivan said proudly.

“Yes, very rare,”

Gu Qingshan nodded in agreement and continued.

"Tsk tsk, stand and make people beat them casually, and don't care if their clothes are stripped naked. They keep asking others to keep hitting themselves," he sighed. "There are many masochists in the world, but if you want to reach your status, I dare say that humans cannot do it."

Yifan was stunned after listening to Gu Qingshan's words.

"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 spread all over the sky, obscuring Ivan's vision.

At this time, the distance between the two was almost close enough.

A sword appeared out of thin air.

Earth sword.

"Sword? Thin and fragile."

Ivan pulled away the banknotes and said with a sneer.

Gu Qingshan held the ground sword and his spiritual power moved violently.

Ivan seemed to sense something, and his face changed suddenly.

He quickly retreated back, trying to avoid this attack.

But this sword was too fast, and he reacted late at the first time and could not avoid it now.

The air let out a torn whine.

"Bang"!

The communicator on Ivan was picked out by a long sword, disintegrated in mid-air, landed on the ground, and scattered into many parts.

Gu Qingshan felt relieved.

As long as Ivan cannot contact anyone within ten minutes, no one will know the reason for this.
To be continued...