The winding water alleys, the flowing clear waves, and the faint sunshine rays rippling in the waves, like a affectionate girl, with charming tenderness pouring in her eyes.

But this charming tenderness obviously cannot heal the inner trauma of hurting people!

The church with a history of hundreds of years is being blasphemed by unclean blood. In the spacious and neat chapel, all the long chairs left their original position. Some were overturned on the corners of the wall, some were violently bombarded and broken into large and small pieces of wood. The cross that bound the Western saints was broken from the middle by something. The statue with a painful and depressed look fell on the ground and was stained by blood that had long turned black...

Because of several major commotions last night, the police in Venice were busy, and the police assigned to this island city were busy dealing with the explosions in nearby neighborhoods. In panic, no one discovered the tragedy in this church.

It is precisely because of this that simple illusion can cover up many things.

In the chapel, a small figure was kneeling beside the dead body, crying so hard that she was out of breath. On the other hand, Su Lingxuan fell into doubt.

He thought for a long time but couldn't figure it out-

How can a young nun, who was adopted by a small church in a remote area, be related to the reincarnation samsara who travels to and from all over the world to perform high-risk tasks?

If it is just a coincidence, or if it is a human and wolf in Western mythology to take revenge on all the clergy, it would be too far-fetched, but Su Lingxuan finds it difficult to understand what the little guy would have with a Reincarnationist like Leiland.

However, the most important thing at the moment is not to care about this, but to comfort the little girl who was crying very sadly and was almost out of breath. He was really worried about her condition. The priest who adopted her was torn to pieces by a wolf in front of her. This blow was too heavy for an eleven or two-year-old girl.

Su Lingxuan sighed, trying to comfort the crying little girl, but opened her mouth, but no sound came out of her mouth.

He didn't know how to comfort the little girl.

The sadness and pain of the death of a relative being in front of him was something Su Lingxuan had personally experienced. The sadness that made people unable to breathe was not something that could be comforted or comforted with any words... If the words are really useful, it only means that the sadness is false!

So in the end, Su Lingxuan could only stay with the little girl silently until her mood calmed down slightly. She still sobbed from time to time, and finally asked, "I'll get something to eat, what do you want to eat?"

Before dawn, he rushed here with the little girl who woke up. At that time, only Luo Yu knew about this. As for the little lazy pig who had been sleeping with her for the middle of the night, he didn't know whether she was coming or leaving... So, as it was eight or nine o'clock, Su Lingxuan hadn't eaten yet.

Of course, she is the same.

"Good sir, thank you for your kindness. Don't worry about me, I can take care of myself." The little girl's voice cried hoarsely, and her red nose was whispering. Even when she was so sad, she still followed the etiquette of the nun. It can be seen that she is really a devout believer. "Your good deeds and good hearts are all in your eyes, and the Lord will surely bless you."

The problem is that I don’t believe your master! Su Lingxuan sighed quietly: “Sensible children are indeed very popular, but at this time, only being ignorant can make people feel at ease.”

With a wry smile, he placed his palm on top of her head, rubbed his golden hair, patted it gently, and whispered: "I'll go to the kitchen to see what I can make. I'll be back soon, what's good for you? How about pasta?"

Her shoulders trembled, she raised her head slightly, looked at Su Lingxuan with swollen eyes, and made a trembling sound: "...I don't like to eat pasta."

Su Lingxuan was stunned for a moment and laughed: "Okay, then let's make your own hamburger. When I was learning how to make gelato yesterday, I also learned a lot of food cooking methods."

Su Lingxuan patted her little head lightly and stood up to walk back to the church. Just as she was crying, he had already walked around the church. When he knew the kitchen was there, he was about to walk out of the chapel, and turned his head to the girl and said, "I'll be back soon. If I want to cry, use this time to cry. I don't want the food I made with my own hands to be tasted."

The little golden head was bathed in the golden color and pointed it a little inconspicuously.

"Um."

...

After having a belated breakfast, Su Lingxuan helped to handle the deceased's funeral.

There is a small tomb behind the church. With the little girl's consent, Su Lingxuan set up a tomb there, and quietly went outside to get all the related things back. After working for a long time, he put the barely pieced together body into the coffin, placed it in the tomb, buried it with soil, and finally erected the tombstone.

"This name is really appropriate! Tronluo, especially Lunluo..."

Su Lingxuan shook his head and sighed secretly.

The entire funeral process was very simple. In fact, according to the little girl, Trenluo was a regular high-level pastor recognized by the church. His funeral was appropriate at least for the jury bishop or bishop of the diocese to preside over. The process was very complicated and cumbersome. However, Su Lingxuan didn't have the time to wait for them. The little girl in a low mood seemed to have no intention of this, so everything was simple.

In front of the tombstone, the little girl did not cry, but lowered her head, closed her swollen eyes, pinched the silver cross with her hands, and prayed devoutly.

This little girl, who had just a little more than three months to satisfy her eleven-year-old, had a strength beyond Su Lingxuan's expectations. After a burst of tears like venting in the chapel, the precious quality in the depths of her soul began to appear.

But it is precisely because of this that Su Lingxuan is even more worried. After all, a sensible child is more painful at this time.

In addition, there is another more troublesome thing that is entangled in Su Lingxuan's heart - the placement of the little girl.

She is still a child who cannot live in eleven years old. She naturally needs someone to take care of before she becomes an adult, but who will do it?

It is precisely because of this that he feels troublesome.

If she had relatives alive, Su Lingxuan could hand her over to her to her to raise with confidence. It was amazing that she left a lot of money for others so that they would not have to worry about their food, clothing and expenses.

However, she only has two relatives in this world, one of which is Tronluo, who has been killed by Rayland, and the other is her adoptive father, and Tronluo's good friend. However, he often goes out and his whereabouts are unknown, and he cannot be sure where he is now.

Leaving the little guy here alone to wait for her adoptive father to come back, let alone when that person will come back to meet her, it is a question of whether she will be caught by Leiland, who was found again. Since Su Lingxuan snatched her from Leiland, he naturally doesn't want her to fall into the hands of the man and wolf again.

As for whether to hand her over to the church to raise her, Su Lingxuan felt that this idea was not reliable. Just by looking at the little guy who was devout in his faith and did not go to normal levels when holding a funeral for his godfather, she actually had grudges and rejections to the church. Even though she knew this, she pushed her to the church, Su Lingxuan asked herself that she could not be so cruel.

Moreover, he himself has no good feelings for a church that says one thing and does another...

Therefore, the little girl's placement problem existed from the moment he came to this church. He had been thinking about the solution, but it could not be solved perfectly in the end.

Looking at the young figure who ended the prayer silently and stood there silently, he thought for a moment and finally made up his mind.

He walked to the front of the tombstone and stood side by side with the little girl. Su Lingxuan reached out and rubbed the blonde hair on top of her head. Suddenly, he said without a head and tail: "Follow me."

"What? What did you say?"

The little girl in silence raised her head and looked at him in confusion.

Looking at her red eyes, Su Lingxuan sighed in a low voice, feeling a little uncomfortable. For some reason, since he saw this little guy, he always felt that he had a special sense of intimacy and concern for her. This feeling came very abruptly and inexplicably, making him almost doubt whether he was really a luoli...

Su Lingxuan squatted down and grabbed her cold palm: "I want to participate in the international King of Fighters Championship, where there are fighters from all over the world, and there are spectators who rushed to watch the game from all over the world. You will definitely find your adoptive father there. If you go with me, I can also feel at ease to hand you over to him to raise."

The strange man held his palm down, which made the little girl who had been trained by nuns since childhood blush. She subconsciously wanted to pull out her palm, but found that she could not pull it out, so she could only lower her head, her voice lower than the sound of a mosquito flapping her wings: "I want to wait for my adoptive father here."

Su Lingxuan said without thinking: "No, it's not safe for you to stay here. That guy might come here to find you last night. If you continue to stay here, it will still fall into his hands. It's too dangerous!"

“I can go to the church…”

"No, you must follow me!" Su Lingxuan raised his palm, rubbed her hair gently, looked into her eyes, and said without any doubt, "I don't feel at ease to hand you over to anyone except your adoptive father. So, you must follow me! I will protect you before finding your adoptive father! Don't let any of you hurt you!"

The little girl's palm trembled slightly, and she narrowed her eyes slightly, looking at him seriously as if it was the first time she saw Su Lingxuan.

After a long time, she lowered her head and gently tapped: "Well, I understand."

"So, let's go."

Su Lingxuan held her somewhat cold palm and slowly left with her.

"Speaking of this, I don't know your name yet."

"My name is..."
Chapter completed!