I swallowed and killed gods in a strange world

Chapter 136 I grew up drinking her milk?
Inside the cathedral of the headquarters of the Church of the Holy Light in Tianjing City.

Tang Cuirong kept redialing the phone anxiously.

In Tianjing City, there is no condition to call Nanjiang City directly, and they can only be transferred through cities along the way.

Tang Cuirong gradually began to fidget when receiving news that she could not be connected again and again.

Tang Cuirong felt a little bitter in her heart as she looked around at the admirers who were enjoying the New Year's Eve with cups and cups.

She was very opposed to Wang Chan going to the remote Nanjiang City to apply for a guard.

But he couldn't bear the hard work of his stubborn son.

"Xiao Tang, do you have any troubles?" Suddenly, a kind greeting came from behind Tang Cuirong.

"Bishop." Tang Cuirong turned around and looked respectfully at the old man with white beard and hair.

"It's nothing serious." After suppressing the uneasiness in her heart, Tang Cuirong looked respectful.

The old man in front of her was none other than Guan Liangyu, Archbishop of the Inner Ring of Tianjing City, her immediate leader, No.1 under the pope of the huge Holy Light Church.

"I remember that your son is serving in Nanjiang City, right?" Guan Liangyu seemed not impressed by Tang Cuirong's respect, and said helplessly, "I have already received news that the strange fog has descended on Nanjiang City."

"Yes." Tang Cuirong replied in a low voice.

The affairs responsible for the coming of the strange fog are generally the responsibility of the guards of each city, and the church generally has no right to intervene.

Not to mention the extinct church in Nanjiang City.

During the period when the photo studio incident took place, the church headquarters had plans to close church branches in other cities.

Tang Cuirong didn't know whether it was because the branch opened outside the church discredited the church, or for other reasons.

But at this moment, the fall of the fourth-level strange fog on a small city like Nanjiang City will undoubtedly bring a devastating blow to the city.

And his son on this isolated island is undoubtedly the first line of defense against this wave.

Looking at the preoccupied Tang Cuirong in front of her, she was out of her mind.Guan Liangyu said softly, "I have already reported this matter to the Pope."

"After tomorrow's opening sermon, I will personally rush to Nanjiang City to pick up someone."

"Pick him up?" Tang Cuirong immediately thought of the weird Mu Ye.

On the way back to Tianjing City with the Pope, she had already reported Makino's weirdness, but the Pope expressly prohibited her from revealing this matter to others.

"After the sermon at noon tomorrow, you can go to Nanjiang City with me."

"A child who stays by his side is a good child." Guan Liangyu sighed in a subtle way.

"Yes." Tang Cuirong agreed without the slightest hesitation.

Inside the top floor of the iconic tower building in Tianjing City Church headquarters.

Melina took a sip from the silver goblet, and looked out the window at the brightly lit and crowded street.

On the top floor of the nearly 200-meter-high tower, you can see most of the scenery within your sight at a glance.

Looking at the scenery outside the window, Melina sometimes frowned and sometimes sighed.

For some reason, she had a faint feeling that something big was about to happen.

The unreasonable panic in her heart made her feel a little uncomfortable.

Is it because you can't see the whole future?

"Drinking milk can make you feel it." Li Xingruo, who was sitting at the round table behind Melina, muttered and looked at Melina's slightly melancholy back, and complained in a low voice.

"Is it because I haven't disciplined you for a long time?" Melina turned around slowly, and looked at Li Xingruo who was sitting on the stool with a big horse, with a look of hatred on her face.

"I'm going to Nanjiang City." Li Xingruo lowered his head and struggled after glancing at Melina, "The fourth-level strange fog has descended on Nanjiang City."

"Because of that Muye?" Melina said coldly.

Li Xingruo stood up suddenly: "In Nanjiang City, only one head of the guard department is awakened at the fifth level. How many people will die when the fourth-level strange fog descends?"

"The Holy Light Society protects all federal people." Li Xingruo said with a tough face, "You taught me this since I was a child."

The Holy Light will shelter all federal people?

When Melina heard this, a look of pain appeared on her face.

Looking at Li Xingruo who had a stubborn expression and firm eyes in front of him.

A stalwart figure in Melina's eyes suddenly coincided with it.

"It's really painful." Melina murmured, gulping down the milk in the goblet in her hand.

"Tomorrow, after the sermon, go with Guan Liangyu to bring Muye back."

"What?" Li Xingruo stopped in mid-air with his outstretched hand. Seeing Melina's sudden discomfort, Li Xingruo wondered if he had stimulated her, but he didn't expect that Melina would agree to go to Nanjiang City to find Muye. .

"I will recite the prayers by heart at night!"

"Would you like a bag?" At the intersection of Nanjiang City Central Avenue and Duandou Street, Muye stepped on the brakes and fumbled for two bags of milk in his pocket.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Qin Shiyun looked at Mu Ye's shriveled pockets with a puzzled expression, a little speechless: "I found that you seem to like drinking milk."

"A habit developed since childhood." Looking at the gradually thickening black mist outside the window, Makino said in a low voice, "The urban orphanage distributes a bag of milk every day."

Qin Shiyun nodded silently. Compared with Mu Ye, she at least had her parents' company in her childhood.

But Makino seems to have been alone since birth.

"All the urban orphanages in the Federation seem to have the habit of distributing milk." Qin Shiyun glanced at Mu Ye's slightly unnatural expression and changed the subject: "Do you know why?"

"Isn't this a benefit from the Federation?" Makino took a sip of milk.

"It doesn't count. Every year, the nutrition expenses of a large number of orphans in urban orphanages are allocated by the Holy Light Church."

Qin Shiyun said word by word: "This tradition has never been interrupted since 220 years ago, that is, after the current Pope took office."

"Um, you said that Melina paid for this milk?" Makino looked astonished.

"Melina?" The corners of Qin Shiyun's mouth curled up slightly, and Muye might be one of the rare people in Nuo Da's federal territory who would call the Pope by his name directly.

Melina, the third pope of the Church of the Holy Light, is considered the most beloved pope in history by the people of the Federation.

The Church of the Holy Light, which was originally only in a corner, has achieved its current scale under her leadership, and it is also because of Melina's strength within the Federation Council that the Church can faintly suppress the other two parties.

For Pope Melina, Qin Shiyun only has respect in her heart, and she even dreamed of becoming a person like Melina in countless sleep talks.

"Then you mean that I grew up drinking Melina's milk?" Makino drank the milk in a bag with a sad expression on his face.

"That's what it means." Qin Shiyun nodded with a stiff face.

"Forget it, I'll pay her back by donating 20 years of milk to their church later." Makino rubbed his hands, his tone a bit lacking in confidence.

"What about now?" Qin Shiyun said suddenly, looking at the thick and turbulent black fog in front of her: "You chose Nancheng because you want to revisit your old place, right?"

"This one?"

Makino put his hand on the handle of the knife at his waist, looking at the densely packed Wuxin ghosts and the nightmare with red eyes coming out of the black mist ahead.

"Habits are a terrible thing."

"It was because of me that Chen Lan died in the mist three years ago."

(End of this chapter)