The leaves of the sycamore trees planted on both sides of the Cocos River, known as the Romans as the New Tiber River, were completely gone, leaving only branches and branches silently enduring the raging wind in the cold winter. People who could not fall in love with the green and pleasant river in summer are now shivering at home and trembling. This winter in Constantinople is particularly cold.

Qin Wuyang and Scorpion stepped on the streets, watching the merchants traveling against the wind in the severe winter. The goods they carried were too heavy and the livestock were overwhelmed.

In this severe cold, Qin Wuyang still had a purple robe and jade belt, and he never had the idea of ​​adding one or two cotton coats. The scorpion spirit was even more exaggerated, and her body was tightly wrapped around her delicate body, perfectly outlining its exquisite and convex curves.

In the fourth century AD, citizens had never seen such explosive dressings. I don’t know how many eyes they had broken along the way. But the two walked and chatted like this, explaining the word “do your own things” to the fullest.

The Scorpion Spirit asked, "Master, I have asked where the palace is. Are we going to go now?" The Scorpion Spirit did not speak in a concealed manner. In this bad weather, he could no longer hear what the other party was saying three steps away, and he would not be noticed by outsiders.

"Oh, where?"

"There are seven hills in Constantinople, of which the palace is on the highest hill!"

Qin Wuyang looked along the finger of the scorpion spirit, and a magnificent building complex in the distance was submerged in the afterglow of the sunset, brilliant and unparalleled.

"The Roman Empire is indeed extraordinary, but I don't know how long it will last?" Qin Wuyang's tone was filled with regret. The Scorpion Spirit asked in confusion: "Why did the master say that?"

"The people who came on the Olympia Mountain would never have any worries about these buildings in anger. When the battle begins, these exquisite buildings will not be like castles on the beach, but only in a moment of life."

The Scorpion Scientific also sighed. The Scorpion Scientific is located in the country of the daughter of the country where the Scorpion Scientific is located, and the buildings in its palace win with grace. In other words, it is stingy and simple, without the magnificence of Constantinople.

They saw this magnificent building complex with an area of ​​more than 600,000 square meters. Although it was a little worse than the Ming Dynasty Palace a thousand years later, it was one of the rare big things in the Western world.

"Are we going to go now?"

"Of course, otherwise, if this guy Constantine is killed, we will have to be in trouble."

The Scorpion Demon hesitated for a moment and said, "I'm afraid they won't let us in!"

Qin Wuyang smiled, patted the Scorpion Scorpion on the shoulder, and said, "It's okay, you're here! If you don't let in, we'll shoot in." The Scorpion Scorpion suddenly looked bitter when he heard this. Looking at her wrinkled little face, she was obviously not interested in bullying these ordinary people. Qin Wuyang smiled and said, "Don't take it seriously, not all problems must be solved by force. Let's see me later!"

In front of the gate of Mancana, there were smooth marble, and fully armed guards stood on both sides of the road about ten feet wide. Qin Wuyang walked up with leisurely steps and easily. The scorpion spirit followed behind him step by step.

"Stop!" The guards shouted loudly when they were still far away. From this, it can be seen that this kind of thing is exactly the same, both ancient and modern, both in China and abroad.

Qin Wuyang raised his eyebrows and shouted, "The envoy of the great man, come and submit the letter of nationality! Just wait for the front to lead the way!" As soon as this said, all the guards immediately looked dull and looked at Qin Wuyang and his empty back in shock.

"Please, please send a messenger to inform us later!" The guard said stutteringly, as if he was very frightened.

Qin Wuyang brushed his sleeves and said, "No need to worry about this, just lead the way!"

"Okay, Lord Messenger!" The guard bent down respectfully and walked inward with Qin Wuyang and the scorpion spirit.

The Scorpion Spirit looked at Qin Wuyang with admiration and asked, "Master, why are you so powerful!"

"It's just some illusions and tricks to manipulate people's hearts. They thought there were hundreds of envoys behind me, and I would teach you another day!" Qin Wuyang promised casually. The Scorpion Spirit was not grateful and said, "Thank you, Master! But I still don't want to learn it anymore. The great way is what I pursue. These trivial matters will only consume my lack of energy."

Qin Wuyang curled his lips and said in surprise: "What! You don't even learn? Do you still have to do these rough work in the future? It seems that you have to teach you well after you go back, such as talismans, illusions, medical science, cooking, etc., and you can't miss any of them. As a maid, you must be the greatest and most comprehensive maid in history. Do you understand?"

The Scorpion Spirit immediately looked around and said, "Master, look, there is a church over there! Look at its gate, which is so luxurious!"

Qin Wuyang glanced at him and saw a church with ten gates, six silver and four gold. Under the sunset, it was golden and bright, with a nouveau riche.

"It turns out that he is a robber's face, and he wishes he could put all his money on his face. By the way, this idiot, Constantine, was not so fond of the wealth accumulated by many Greek temples that rashly provoked the Olympian gods, right?"

The scorpion spirit suddenly pointed to the sky and exclaimed: "Master, look!"

There was no need for the Scorpion Spirit to speak, Qin Wuyang had already turned his head. In fact, at this moment, everyone in Constantinople were looking in the same direction.

The afterglow of the sunset had dissipated, and the gorgeous sunset was spending their best years. However, the hot white light illuminated the entire sky, which was even more dazzling than the scorching sun at noon.

An elegantly shaped golden carriage crossed the void and appeared over Constantinople. Seeing this scene, all the scholars were pale and weakly spit out three words "Apollo!"

Qin Wuyang stared at Apollo in the sky. Well, to be precise, he stared at his golden carriage and four golden horses, and estimated what price he could sell.

As a woman, the scorpion spirit should have been attracted by Apollo's peerless gentleman, but the first thing she noticed was the bow and arrows on Apollo's waist and the spear standing in her hands. Then, she saw the image of Apollo. Apollo had a melon-shaped face that was rare among men, with a high nose bridge and a slightly protruding forehead. Her long golden hair was draped over her back, with a slightly waved crown on her head, a crown woven by her tender green branches and leaves, and an elegant lyre hanging on her chest.

Apollo lowered his head slightly and looked down at the earth.

A smile appeared on Apollo's cold face, and the spear was raised leisurely and pointed to the earth. Endless flames were generated out of thin air, like a red cloud floating in the blue sky.

The flames instantly condensed into countless fireballs and fell towards the ground. Their power and number were so large that they could burn the entire Constantinople into ashes in an instant.

"Lord of Glory, Apollo! Even in myths and legends, no matter how great you boast about, you are just a cruel butcher at this moment!"

Qin Wuyang turned his head and shouted at the Scorpion Spirit: "Go to the palace to protect Constantine immediately, leave Constantinople as soon as possible, I will stop Apollo!"

Apollo's move was just a slight attempt. If he wanted to, he would evaporate the entire Marmara Sea next to Constantinople and would be considered as if it were easy.

Qin Wuyang moved and then rose into the air. The magic sword Galaxy turned into a starry piercing, rolling out of thin air, gathering all the fireballs in front of him. The Milky Way was like a python entangled with prey, constantly gathering its body and squeezing the fireballs in the middle together. Explosions resounded one after another, but under the interception of the Milky Way, they could not even exert any power.

Qin Wuyang's skill was not enough to make Apollo move. He was just an accident. Originally, he thought that the fight should be several angels, so that he could have more specimens made by birdmen, but unexpectedly, it was an oriental. Apollo asked lightly: "Who is coming? Why did he interfere with the grudge between my Olympian tribe and heaven?"

"Selectiver 21278069 contacts Nordic gods, and the stage mandatory mission is activated!"

"Stage Forced Mission 3: Kill at least 2 of the twelve Greek Lords. Success, reward 10,000 survival points; failure, double punishment.!"

After hearing the prompt from the space, Qin Wuyang grinned at Apollo, made a murderous intent and said, "Apollo, let's have a duel between men, never stop until death!"

Apollo frowned and scolded: "Where did the madman come from? He dared to provoke the majesty of the gods!"

"Tsk tsk, Apollo, are you scared? It's a duel. Why do you get the majesty of the gods? Could it be that you fight and your dad support you?" Qin Wuyang sneered frivolously.

Apollo sneered and said, "Arrogant!" The golden carriage started with a bang, and rushed to Qin Wuyang with lightning speed. Apollo's spear slowly raised, but it was just right. The car arrived and the spear arrived, pointing directly to Qin Wuyang's chest.

Apollo and his carriage were perfectly matched. Without revealing a trace of murderous intent, they wanted to tie Qin Wuyang up the spear. Apollo's carriage was said to be able to compare beauty with the sun, and was the first among the Greek gods. Even Qin Wuyang was slightly weaker than him. Of course, this carriage must be inferior in flexibility, but it was enough to use it for raids.

Qin Wuyang's figure shook, and seven or eight phantoms were drawn in succession, either forward or backward, left or right, as if he was about to escape. Apollo's golden spear trembled gently and made a harsh hiss. Suddenly, the tip of the spear was as soft as a whip, shaking into a golden flower, covering all the spaces of Qin Wuyang.

Only when he retreated quickly, Qin Wuyang flashed out a thousand meters like a light smoke. Suddenly, he felt a chill on his chest, and the purple robe was cut horizontally, revealing his fair skin.

Qin Wuyang looked at Apollo with a strange look, his tone was filled with pity, and he said, "Apollo, I didn't expect you to be such a pervert. I despise you! Even if I die, I will not follow you!"
Chapter completed!