The last show is a figure skating show that is perfectly integrated with holographic projections.

In the dark center of the venue, two beams hit the two figure skating performers, and the holographic screen began to roll, and the traces of history were displayed through different cultural relics.

Light and shadow, meaning and shape, music and scenery, no matter which aspect is the most perfect interpretation.

On the screen is a uniform "wonderful," "nothing more."

When the sound stopped and the venue slowly plunged into darkness, the entire audience erupted in thunderous applause.

However, what made everyone present and all the netizens a little regretful was that it was the deputy curator who entertained everyone, and Wen Lin and Vicia didn't show up.

But what they didn't know was that Vicia and Wen Lin were actually watching the performance hidden in the corner.

When the crowd was leaving, Vicia suddenly found that Wen Lin, who was still by her side just now, was gone. She was waiting for everyone to leave and was ready to leave.

When she came to the door, Vicia suddenly turned her head with a sense of feeling, and the place that had been plunged into darkness began to slowly light up.

Countless beams converged at a certain point, and Wen Lin turned around in the light.

Under her feet were blooming roses, and in her hands was a cluster of fiery red maple leaves.

A sentence slowly lit up on the holographic screen, "When I choose to fight the rules of time, you are my only flag."

Vicia approached from the criss-crossing light and shadow, her eyes were quietly red.

Wen Lin stepped forward and kissed the corner of her eye, her words were full of affection, "I have loved you for almost eight hundred years, which is a long time. I will continue to love you until the end of eternity."

The author has something to say:

The modern episode is officially over, and there will be another chapter of the main CP's welfare chapter, and two or three chapters of the sub-CP's plot.

There is also a lottery that has been created on the scarf. If you want a cup, you can follow and forward it. As for Jinjiang's 20,000 Jinjiang coins, because there is a time limit, we will wait until the 18th to create it, love you~

Chapter 123

In the center of the Holy See, the windows are slender and high, and the sun shines through the stained glass, paving the mysterious and gorgeous scene of the upper part of the church dome.

Under the solemn icon, the Holy Court Hall, which has always been solemn and holy, was dull and chaotic at this time. Countless battle reports were sent back from the Golan coast. It was supposed to be a war that was won, but it was destroyed by the appearance of miracles. twist.

Catbury sat on the throne, his old, wrinkled face was shaking violently.

The Sutherland family, he missed again, and missed the chance to live forever.

The archbishops of the Holy See are arguing endlessly, while the pope, who has always been assertive, has been silent. The failure of this war will undoubtedly damage their prestige in the hearts of believers, especially when they are still in a tit-for-tat stage with the royal family.

The weak wolf cub showed her sharp claws, and several actions made the Holy Court overwhelmed and at a disadvantage.

When everyone couldn't make up their minds and looked at the Pope, they found that the Pope seemed to be suddenly old. He stood up holding the scepter,

It was as if he was saying to the crowd, and at the same time he was talking to himself, "This is the will of my lord, it is the will of my lord..." Then he left the people who were discussing and left the hall tremblingly.

When the news came to the Sistine Palace, Tilia raised her head and laughed, "The old people in the Holy Court really lost,"

Because she laughed too hard, Tilia suddenly coughed violently. She covered her mouth, her eyes were bloodshot, and she looked a little crazy.

The secretary stood to the side tremblingly, and when he saw Tilia's gesture of retreating, he didn't want to stay for a second, and quickly disappeared.

Tilia looked at the battle report in her hand, a faint smile appeared on her gloomy face, she took the battle report and walked inside.

Pushing the door open, Mrs. Warmin was standing by the window, naked. The exposed neck was densely covered with ambiguous hickeys, in which a few clear tooth marks were vaguely visible.

Dark red, it seems that the touch of a finger will cause an uncontrollable trembling.

Tilia's eyes fell on those tooth marks, her eyes darkened, she did not approach, leaned against the door, and said softly, "Madam, you are wrong, the Holy Court lost, I won."

Mrs. Warmin didn't look up, but her hand clenched subconsciously, struggled for a moment and then slowly released, expressionlessly, "Your everything has nothing to do with me."

I can't remember how long I've been trapped in the Sistine Palace, Vormeen has given up any communication with Tilia, she's crazy and can't listen to anything.

Tilia is now like a mad beast. She comes here every day just to vent, and Wormien feels humiliated, disappointed, and sad. Her restraint and love have been bullied again and again by Tilia. In the abuse, everything turned into disgust and into numbness.

Just yesterday, Tilia seemed to realize that, if it went on like this, Mrs. Warmin would definitely leave her.

Either way, life or death.

Tilia wanted to show her goodwill, even though Wormien was still indifferent and sarcastic, she smiled restrainedly, trying her best to show the same innocent expression as before, but her words still brought a chilling taste,

"Ma'am, when I kill all the people who are in the way of the Holy Court, I will let you out."

In the Sistine, the Holy Court and the Vormeen family are mortal enemies, with years of grievances.

This is also the reason why Tilia wants and dares to kill Philip's child. The current Wormien family has no choice but Tilia. They need an orthodox monarch to fight against the Holy Court.

The two sides had been at a standoff for many years, and in the hands of Mrs. Warmin, they had maintained a rare semblance of calm.

And Tilia's action seems to be swearing to kill one of them.

Vormeen can turn a blind eye to Tilia, but he can't be indifferent to his own family.

With a bit of powerless anger, Wormien finally turned his head and met Tilia's eyes, "For so many years, the Wormien family has never really shaken the Holy Court, even if it has secretly cultivated other heirs, That shouldn't be a victim of your random madness."