Comprehensive Manga: Get the Bloodline of Wing Shenlong at the Beginning

　　"Do you want me to become the hero of a saint again this time?"

　　Shenhui rubbed his eyes.

　　He looked at a map purchased at the front desk.

　　The Vatican is located on a highland in the northwest corner of Rome. From here, it takes about [-] minutes to get there by train.

　　"It's pretty close."

　　thought here.

　　He temporarily dismissed the idea of ​​going to Kuwang Town, and plans to go to the Vatican early tomorrow morning.

　　At the same time, after turning off the lights, he was lying on the bed, looking at the black ceiling and thinking about Theodora.

　　If he wanted to save Asia, he would definitely conflict with him.

　　But Diodora is the blood relative of Achuka, the demon king of the underworld.

　　Think for a moment...

　　do not care.

　　Kill that disgusting guy.

　　Moreover, the underworld did not know what Diodora had done.

　　In addition, it is in the territory of the church, even if he dies, it will only be blamed on the head of the church.

　　With a clear mind, Shenhui closed his eyes and fell asleep.

　　the other side.

　　When the lights went out, Joan opened her eyes.

　　She is so angry now.

　　The pretty big sister who was drunk was lying beside her and didn't do anything?Are you still a man?

　　Joan of Arc was just a little drunk, but not yet in a coma.

　　Deliberately pretending to be dizzy, just to test Shenhui's character.

　　From now on, the quality is good.

　　But still angry.

　　If he did something to her, she would be able to coerce Shenhui to join the hero faction.

　　Dimly lit double room.

　　Jeanne wrapped in the quilt stared at Shenhui, thinking about what to do next.

　　Silent all night.

　　The time for rest always goes by very quickly.

　　Close your eyes and open your eyes, just skip the night.

　　Nothing good happened at night.

　　When the first ray of morning light penetrated the mist, the boy who was lying on the bed was already awake.

　　He got up and looked to the side.

　　After thinking about it, he took out the camera from the ring and photographed Joan of Arc's drooling sleep.

　　After the usual soft exercises, Shinki went into the bathroom and took a shower.

　　After changing clothes and coming out, I saw Jeanne sitting on the bed with sleepy eyes.

　　It's hard to imagine that this woman could be a saintly woman with a glorious image in history.

　　Joan of Arc's face is about to be thrown away by you.

　　"Where are you going?"

　　With a soft click, Jeanne, who was completely drowsy, jumped off the bed immediately.

　　Paying so much, you can't draw water in a bamboo basket...  

　　"Go to the Vatican."

　　He didn't hide his whereabouts.

　　On the one hand it is not necessary, on the other hand, Joan of Arc is stupid but not malicious.

　　"What are you going to do there? Worship?"

　　Jeanne pondered for a moment, and saw that the boy had already walked out of the door.

　　"Hey! Wait for me!"

　　She hurriedly chased out the door, complaining and asking at the door.

　　"Did you just abandon the lady who spent the night with you?"

　　In the corridor, in addition to Shenhui, there are service staff.

　　They looked at the young man with a hint of contempt.

　　Is this the ruthless Ba Na in the legend?

　　In desperation, he turned his head and said, "Give you fifteen minutes."

　　fifteen minutes later.

　　They bought some breakfast from the street and solved them at will, and set foot on the road to the Vatican.

　　"Why do you keep following me?"

　　Shenhui asked.

　　"Because I'm bored and I'm on vacation."

　　Joan of Arc did not stalk Shenhui to join the hero faction.

　　But for some reason, the boy always had a "magic" that attracted her.

　　Curiosity was the beginning of the fall, but Joan of Arc didn't realize it.

　　Half an hour's journey is fleeting.

　　With more companions, you can chat and relieve boredom along the way.

　　After getting off at the station, you can cross the so-called national border by walking a few hundred meters.

　　Although the Vatican is an independent country, the borders are fully handled by Italy.

　　In people's common sense, it is more appropriate to use "the pronoun of the church" to describe it rather than the country.

　　Towering and imposing buildings are within easy reach.

　　In front of you is the boulevard leading to St. Peter's Basilica. There are dense tourists coming and going, and travelers with cameras in their hands are everywhere.

　　There were escorts in Roman armor and spear-wielding escorts through the crowd.

　　They are the gendarmerie of the Vatican City State, the security organization responsible for order.

　　But in this sacred place, no one would make trouble here.

　　The gendarmerie passed by, and there was a sudden click of the shutter.

　　As the smallest country in the world, the liveliness of the Vatican is beyond imagination. .

Chapter 158

　　Chapter 158

　　As a country within a country, the Vatican relies almost entirely on tourism and land rental for its revenue.

　　As the world's largest cathedral, believers and tourists come to worship every day, and today is the weekend, the crowd is unprecedented.

　　"The Vatican, as the headquarters of the church, actually puts demons in..."

　　Shenhui lamented that his guards were bizarre.

　　St. Peter's Basilica is one of the most important strongholds. Apart from ordinary believers and priests, there are also many exorcists who are used for battle.

　　But even so, the higher-level demons were still allowed to sneak in, and they even met the saintess.

　　"what are you saying?"

　　Joan's face suddenly appeared in front of her.

　　"..."

　　Shenhui glanced at her.

　　Although it is different from the Saintess in the impression, it can at least help a little.

　　Looking at the young man's face, Joan of Arc suddenly realized: "I didn't expect that your purpose is actually a saint? Is that kind of young girl popular with today's young people?"

　　"At least it fits the word saint."

　　Shenhui walked forward, picked up the camera hanging on his chest, saw a nice sight, and pressed the shutter 17 to take a picture.

　　It's a rare trip to the Vatican, and it's good to have a stroll around before the mission begins.

　　"Ugh?"

　　Looking at the boy's back, Joan picked up the mirror and looked at her face.

　　Then, he chased after him angrily.

　　"I'm going to be angry if you say that again! I'm also a real saint after all!"

　　Shenhui didn't answer, and looked at the printed photos.

　　Not professional, but not bad.

　　The two continued to head towards the church.