Chapter 352 (1/2)

After opening the gap and arriving at the destination in an instant, bayunzi glanced over a room, but he didn't find the real trace of Yudao. His eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and then he flew directly to a shrine on the mountain not far from the house.

”Hey, look what we found interesting, a sealed spirit.”

Looking at a little girl about ten years old, I found that there were two very pure spirits on the little girl, or they can be called gods.

Then he ignored these people and directly set a realm of reality and illusion on a big tree in the shrine. His body stepped in, threw some daily necessities directly on it, and jumped onto the bed: ”let's have a good rest here. The guy's breath is around here and will certainly come back.”

Vatican, in the temple.

After praying last night, Clarus said to the Pope and directly got up and went to the foot basin. According to the Pope, the smell of gods was found in the foot basin a few days ago. It is very likely that another witch has successfully awakened and experienced the war situation in the dimension. Clarus is very interested in these witches who can awaken.

”I hope I can be a powerful God, otherwise, alas”

Some nuns nearby looked at the sighing Clarus, covered her mouth and smiled. The saint in front of her was only about 11 or 12 years old. Looking at her frowning face, she didn't look like a little girl at all, but like a mortal who worked hard for a living: ”Well, my lovely holy daughter, the bow and bridge are naturally straight. Lord God will not give up waiting for me. Besides, you are so lovely, Lord God will not let you be sad.”

Clarus tooted her mouth, and the nuns who took care of themselves beside her coaxed themselves as little girls: ”really, I'm not young, so don't lie to me.”

”Hee hee”

Three hours later, Clarus arrived at the foot basin airport. Then, under the arrangement of the staff of the Holy See, they went directly to the place where the spirit was found.

Before long, Clarus glanced at the open space in front of a room and frowned: ”it's really the breath of the gods, but there are two. One is familiar to me and the other is strange.”

The other nuns scattered around and looked for some clues: ”Your Highness, I didn't find it.”

At this time, I saw a good woman about eleven coming over with a bitter face. When I saw so many people near my home, I was surprised: ”who are you?”

”Huh?”

Clarus and others scanned the girl and found that there was no smell of witches. They couldn't help but be disappointed: ”are you the owner of this house?”

The girl was stunned. I have to say that after being transformed into a holy demon body, Clarus's temperament or appearance were different from ordinary people. Looking at such a lovely girl in front of her, the girl also exclaimed: ”ah, sorry, it's impolite. My name is Xiaojuan. I'm not the owner of this room. It's rented by me and my father.”

”That's right.” Clarus frowned, and a trace of the power in her body came out into the girl's body. She found that she really had no power: she thought too much.

”I don't know what I can do for you. You seem to be looking for something. Maybe I can help you.” Xiaojuan said with a smile.

Clarus shook her head. It's better not to let ordinary people know these things. Then she waved her hand: ”thank you for your kindness. Maybe the things aren't here, so we'll go. Bye.”

”Hmm?” looking at Clarus and others in the distance, Xiao Juan was puzzled, scratched his cheek, then opened the door and went in directly.

In the room, looking at the group photo next to the window, I picked up a Pink Gem placed in front of the photo, decorated it in a small pocket on my chest, and said hello happily: ”Mom, I'm very happy today. I make another good friend, the landlord's daughter. She practices as a witch in the mountain...”

At this time, Clarus, who had already left, looked at the girl talking to the picture in the house, frowned, turned and left directly: ”it seems that I am really worried.”

But I don't know. Over Clarus, eight cloud purple looked at her with a smile for a long time: ”the breath came from her, uh huh, not like his direct descendant.” he shook his head, turned and left directly.

The next day, after returning to the Vatican, Clarus told the Pope what she found in the footwell.

”Two spirits smell, and it seems that they are fighting?” the Pope frowned and gently knocked on the table in front of him.

”Well, one of them is very familiar. It seems to have something to do with my God, and the other doesn't know.” Clarus nodded, and she was puzzled.

”Well,” after the Pope was silent for a moment, he didn't know what to think. Then he asked Clarus to go down and rest directly, got up, walked to the window, looked at the blue sky, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes: is it necessary to happen again ten years ago? Alas. The Pope is ready for Clarus's failure to return to the footwell this time.