I Will Eventually Inherit the Archbishop of Heaven

"Yes, I'm going to die."

Unexpectedly, Otto accepted this point of view with a nod, without a trace of heaviness between his brows.

"So, I want to be free too." The voice of Void and Wanzang is full of longing: "When you die, the shackles you imposed on me for more than 500 years will also disappear, and then I will come back to the world and get rid of it completely." you!"

Hearty laughter echoed in the library, drumming the eardrums.

"Oh, is that true?"

Otto walked up to him with a sneer, looking down at him like a lion watching a rabbit: "Maybe for others, I am indeed dead, but for you, I will never die."

With a grim face, Kong Kong Wanzang took two steps back and gritted his teeth.

"For 500 years, you have been observing me, haven't you? Look at your current appearance, your tone of voice, your demeanor, your movements, including my body that you will use in the future."

Otto admired Kong Wanzang's angry face, his smile became wider, but his eyes were colder: "You will never get rid of me, Kong Wanzang."

"You think you're my nightmare? No, no, no, no!—quite the contrary."

His voice hit Kongkong Wanzang's chest like a heavy hammer: "I am your nightmare!"

"shut up!"

Kongkong Wanzang roared: "I will get rid of you, I swear I will definitely get rid of you!"

"Remember, never promise what you can't keep."

Otto uttered the victor's taunt, and his voice disappeared into the library along with his figure, leaving only the impotent rage of nothingness.

-

When Otto opened his eyes, it was already the next morning.

"Sir Bishop."

Amber had already stood beside him at some point, respectfully: "Master Teresa secretly returned to the floating island last night, and is currently staying at Kiana Kaslana's house, and has made contact with Lord Yaen."

"Well, I see."

Otto said lightly, he rubbed the center of his brows, as if to relieve the fatigue of his brain.

All the knowledge of the last era of civilization is stored in the library of Void and Ten Thousand Zang, such as the super-changing factor, the god-killing armor, the key of God, the Herrscher...

This knowledge allows Otto to have anti-Honkai technology and means leading all human beings in the world, but he is not satisfied.

Because what he was really looking for had not been found until 500 years ago.

Hell, if I knew I shouldn't have talked to that guy at the time, it was a waste of time and energy.

Otto raised his head again, and Amber continued:

"In addition, according to your instructions, the channel to the Quantum Ocean will be opened soon, and the data recording team is also ready."

"Very good." He turned around, with a sharp light in his eyes: "It's time to start."

"Notify Ulandal, Rita, Kiyana, and Ian to prepare..."

Suddenly, the door of the main classroom was smashed open by a heavy object, and a huge golden cross slammed down near Otto, splashing dust and gravel.

"Grandpa! Please explain to me clearly what is going on with this Yann Apocalypse!" Then Teresa's voice appeared: "Also! Are you playing tricks on my niece again? ! How many times have I emphasized this to you! Don't bully her while I'm not around!"

"Dede Dede, Teresa!?"

PS:

Suddenly thought of a terrible thing!Void Wanzang lived in Otto's body, and Lu Mingze lived in Lu Mingfei's body.Otto was cowardly at first, and Lu Mingfei was also cowardly at first.Karen changed Ao Tuo, and Nuo Nuo changed Lu Mingfei.Otto couldn't lick Karen, and Lu Mingfei couldn't lick Nuonuo either.

Ah, this... the screenwriter is old Jiang Nan.

156: What's for breakfast?eat you!

In his sleep, Yan felt something itching on his face, surrounded by a faint fragrance.

He slowly opened his eyes, and in his hazy field of vision was a pair of azure blue eyes, with playfulness hidden in them.

Kiyana was lying on the side of the bed, leaning on her chin with one hand, and pinching the soft hair with the other hand, scratching Yan's face mischievously, with an expression of endless enjoyment.

"You came here to harass me early in the morning?"

Yaen yawned, and slapped the soft white hand away angrily, his body still had the fatigue from last night.

Last night Teresa was entangled with him like an octopus, and it took a long time to get her off her body. I have to say that the little guy looks slender, but his strength is really great. It took a lot of hard work to break free without waking her up, and after finally pulling her away, the little guy turned over and landed on him again, dripping on his chest.

At that moment, Yan thought that Teresa was trying to trick him on purpose.

"The sun is drying your butt, hurry up and get up!"

Kiyana shook his body lightly, her voice tinged with schadenfreude: "Who told you to sneak into my room last night, you did it yourself!"

"How can I do it to myself when I sleep with my wife?" Yan buried his head in the pillow, his voice was dull: "And is this your attitude towards your husband? I'm angry, let me tell you!"

"If you get angry, get angry~ What, what do you want to say to keep me from sleeping at night?"

Qiyana smiled proudly, her whiteness on her chest pressed against the edge of the bed, she bent down and approached him: "I remember someone said this sentence yesterday, but in the end nothing... Hair, birth, eh~”

She watched Yan's depressed expression, and blinked her long and curled eyelashes: "Don't you think so, husband~"

"Ha ha!"

Yann smiled, and silently wrote down the account in his heart.

Miss, there will be times when you will cry and beg for mercy!

"Okay, okay, let's get up and have breakfast!"

Kiyana stopped joking and urged him: "If you don't eat it, it will be cold."

"What else are you eating?"

He took Qiyana's hand, gently pulled it into his arms, and wrapped his arms around her slender waist: "I think you are quite delicious."

He carefully sniffed the fragrance that belonged only to young girls, and the soft white hair hanging down his body, and a faint charm filled his heart.

"Come on! Stop messing with your earthy love talk, I'm going to be numb to death!"

Qiyana rolled his eyes at him, and a blush appeared on her cheeks: "Get out of bed quickly and have breakfast! I prepared this carefully!"

She deftly broke away from Yan's hand, pulled up the messy fine hair around her ears, and did not forget to threaten him before leaving the room.

"If you dare to say that it's not delicious later, you will die!"

Yan stared at her receding figure, thinking that Missy is getting cuter and cuter.

-

In the living room, there was no one there.

Yan sat in front of the dining table, and there were hot and fragrant French omelets and slices of bread on the plate, paired with fresh milk at a moderate temperature. The smell was rich and the dishes were quite attractive.

He took a sip, and it tasted good.

I have to say that the breakfast made by the eldest lady is very delicious. Compared with Rita, it might as well be more generous. In addition, she is also beautiful, and her personality... is also quite exciting when she looks delicate. She has fair skin, beautiful waist, thin legs, long chest and straight chest. Buttocks.

It is simply the best choice for a wife!

Yan took a sip of the fresh milk, and slowly breathed a sigh of relief, as if all the accumulated fatigue from last night had dissipated, and his body became more relaxed.

There was a slight sound of the door opening behind him, and when he turned around, he saw the eldest lady walking towards him, surrounded by the fragrance and the breeze.

"How is it, does it look good?"

Kiyana raised her slender arms with a shy look in her eyes.

She was wearing an elegant tunic dress, outlining her slender figure, and her slender legs under the skirt were covered with white stockings, like spotless white snow.

Her waterfall-like long hair hangs down her back, like a pouring river, and she has a Q-version cat hairpin pinned on it.

The sunlight outside the window shone on the girl's plain face, and a hint of shyness could be vaguely seen.

Just now in the room, Kiyana tried on countless pieces of clothes, pondered for a long time in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, and finally found this long dress that she was quite satisfied with from the pile of closets.

But even so, she was still a little uneasy.Because this is the first time she has dressed herself so carefully, she is afraid that some places will look weird.

Every girl hopes to face her beloved with the most perfect side, and Qiyana is no exception.

"Quite good looking."

Ian glanced at it and nodded.

"It's so pretty."

Qiyana was not satisfied with this plain answer, she held up her skirt and twirled around, her bare feet covered in white silk stepped on the nanmu floor, her long hair behind her was like a pulsating river.

Ian thought for a moment, then said, "It's so good that I want to take it off."

"Hey! I'm telling you the truth!"

Kiyana glared at him reproachfully: "Can you talk properly!"

"Didn't you ask how good-looking I am..."

Yan spread his hands: "I'm just giving the clearest example."

"Okay, okay, you'd better eat your breakfast!"

Qiyana didn't bother to talk to him, but the joy and shyness in her eyes revealed the fact that she was in a happy mood.

"Where's your aunt?"

Yan looked around and found that Teresa hadn't moved at all after a long time.

"Don't look, my aunt went out early in the morning."

Qiyana sat next to Yan, and glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally, sneakily.

"Oh? Then does she still live here today?"

Yan's eyes lit up, and he asked subconsciously.

"Why? You want to plot against me again!"

The eldest lady lifted the chair away from him, with a defensive face: "Don't think that I will still be deceived by your sweet words! I have seen through it, you are just greedy for me! You just want to do, do that kind of thing to me!"

"How can you be greedy for doing that kind of thing to your own wife?"