Faced with the gossip temptation thrown by Prince Hussein, Wang Wu wanted to respond toughly: "I'm not interested, please die."

But in fact he was indeed interested. If there is anyone in this world who can occupy an important position in his mind, then the old one-eyed person must be one of them, and his position may be higher than Yinshuang and Kaili.

Unfortunately, Lao One-Eyed is not a person who particularly likes to share dark history. Although he often starts with "I was..." in the underground maze and tells gossip stories, the authenticity is very suspicious, because Wang Wu soon discovered that according to Lao One-Eyed, he participated in the prosperity and decline of at least ten dynasties, had close contacts with more than twenty princesses, and more than thirty valley heroes died because of him. More than forty demon kings of the world trembled under his iron fist of justice...

Obviously this was impossible. At that time, Wang Wutian was really romantic and thought that the old one-eyed person was probably virginity for too long, and his demonic energy was even destructive, which made the dream of fantasy indistinguishable from reality. But now it seems that he really misunderstood the old man.

This is a kind of educational method that combines education and entertainment... Oh no, it is like teaching by words and deeds. Old One-eyed hopes that Wang Wu can understand the truth he taught. In order to deepen his persuasion, he used himself as the protagonist to tell confessions. After all, in the underground maze, there is no third person except the father and son, so it is difficult to be convincing to give other people's examples.

Lao One-eyed has always played such a role similar to Qian’s father. Although the painstaking efforts are touching, Wang Wu is really curious about what the real Lao One-eyed has experienced?

"Speaking."

Prince Hussein sat on the ground when he heard these two words: "Oh, the flag of death has finally been removed... But if you explain the old thing from beginning to end, I don't know how long it will take, so why not start with the key issues and say, what do you want to know most about your father?"

Wang Wu did not think: "His love life."

"…Wait, shouldn't it be a topic related to God of Destruction, mainland peace?"

Wang Wu blinked: "I really want to know if he is a virgin."

Then, looking at Yin Shuang and others who were looking at despair around him, Wang Wu became even more confused: "What? Are you not curious?"

"..." Yinshuang shook her head with a very complicated expression.

Prince Hussein was silent for a long time and said, "Virgin? Do you think it is possible? He was the first horse in the church back then!"

"What……!?"

"His journey of stallion should have started at the age of twelve. At that time, in order to cultivate his ability to deal with women, my father claimed to him that a successful man should have countless women, and used the stakes he placed around him to make him feel like a sex in bed, so the guy tasted the taste of love between men and women for the first time in his personal maid. Who would have thought that he would be out of control from now on? At that time, he regarded himself as a romantic gentleman and launched an offensive against all the women who could be guided in the eyes. Although he was young, he had high skills. Although he had no faith or practiced dream building, he had amazing martial arts skills.

Achievement, and he is the person most favored by the pope, and even my biological son is not as good as his status in the church. Such a person is really terrible. At that time, almost all the reliable beauties in the southern swamp were taken by him, whether they were sexy women, beautiful queens, three-no girls, human races, demons, orcs... they could not escape his hunting, and he didn't care about the consequences at all. Even my father's lover turned to his arms! In the end, his achievements were no longer counted whether they were 100 people or 100 people. In short, the time he was there was the darkest day for all the male compatriots in our church."

Hussein looked up and recalled the dark history more than fifty years ago, with a hint of unconcealed bitterness in his tone.

Regarding this reaction, Wang Wu asked very considerately: "Have you ever loved by him?"

Prince Hussein did not answer. He just silently cut two tears from his dark cheeks.

After a long time, Hussein sighed: "It's not interesting to be slut with a dead person. At that time, he was a carefree person. Although he felt very happy when he showed mercy everywhere, when the burden of love gradually came up, the game was not so interesting. At that time, the men who were engaging in groups due to jealousy also gritted their teeth from the beginning to the ugly appearance of being chasing his love debts with relief. Later, he left the swamp and headed north, and he was somewhat unwilling to bear the emotional debts."

Speaking of this, Hussein seemed to be moved by his tolerance and understanding, and sighed again.

"It's all over."

Unexpectedly, Wang Wu asked a stingy question: "So after he left, will those women be put into the arms of other men again?"

“…”

Prince Hussein's face was indistinguishable because of the ghost form, but Yinshuang seemed to be able to see his heart bleeding.

Wang Wu's adoptive father was really an amazing guy back then, in all senses.

"Let's go and change the topic. Does understanding his love history mean to you?"

Wang Wu said: "You can tell Sister Shasha these things so that she can recognize the true face of the old one-eyed person."

Yinshuang looked at Wang Wu with some vigilance, without saying anything, and Hussein couldn't even touch his mind: "Sister Sasha? Forget it, let's talk about his departure from the swamp. I said before that he was very grateful to my father - although he didn't seem to be ruthless when snatching women, he wouldn't have been born if it weren't for my father's super warrior plan. So, although he looked down on everything in this church, he seriously inherited the mission given to him by the church."

"Destroy the world?"

Hussein said: "To be precise, it should be to rule the world. Although the evil god became the God of Chaos hundreds of years ago, the church learned that all this was after the guy left. For a long time, the purpose of our existence was to spread the will of the evil god and complete the revenge of the swamp remnants for thousands of years. So when he went north, he also claimed to be the vanguard of the church's rule of the world. I hope my father can take this opportunity to integrate the church, wait for him to destroy one or two countries, and establish his own power before he can dispatch a large army."

"It's a pity that after he left, the church did not become unified under the control of my father as he wished, but fell into division and gradually declined. The biggest reason was that my father discovered the truth of the gods, and the struggle was extinguished. When the church needed his iron fist to integrate the most, he let everything go to division. At that time, I also began to think about the future. Although I could still play the Pope's son here and live a relaxed and comfortable life in my lifetime, I thought about it and it was more interesting to go north? Those swamp immigrants wanted to destroy everything in the north, but I knew that there was a great civilization far better than us in the north of the swamp."

"At that time, I was also young and impulsive. After making up my mind, I left without saying goodbye. I thought that with everything I learned in the church, even if I could not compare with that guy. However, after leaving the swamp, I realized that I thought everything was too simple. I was in a completely unfamiliar world and even the language was not smooth. For a while, I even started to rob a family and rob, and was chased by many heroes and had no way to go to heaven... At that time, I was thinking, I don't know what happened to that guy, and I shouldn't be as inferior as me, so why not go and join him. Later, I really found him in the kingdom in the north. He was still the same, arrogant everywhere, and strong everywhere. He was obviously a newcomer, but he really made a difference."

"At that time, he had only been in the north for a few months, but he had already made a name for himself. He even established his own mercenary group and named himself the White Eagle. It seemed that he was bitten by a snake once. He had never touched a woman... When he saw me, he was very happy and didn't remember that I had wanted him to die. Of course, maybe he had never cared about my hostility. He invited me to taste the food of the northern kingdom, drank the wine stored by the princes and nobles, and told me his dream, oh no, it was a short-term goal."

"He said he wanted to build his own country and then invited my father to go north and be the pope of his country. He had made a lot of preparations for this and expected to succeed within a few years. I didn't doubt all this at the time because that guy was so powerful, but... I doubted what would happen if all this was really done? If the church worshiping the God of Chaos spreads his faith across the continent, then there would be no second future in this world except destruction. So I told him the truth and look forward to his reaction."

"That guy was really incredible. Without thinking, he made a decision on the spot: He said, I won't play anymore. Then he gave up his position as leader of the mercenary group and chose to leave alone. Because he said that the establishment of this mercenary group was just to fulfill the mission of the church. Since this mission does not exist now, there is no need for him to play house with a group of idiots. Compared with the so-called comrades who are dragging their backs, he prefers to be alone."

"When I heard this, I immediately gave up the plan to follow him. Because he could not bring someone like me to the drag, right? After that, I gradually adapted to life in the north alone, and then, news about that person also came to my ears from time to time. He was not a person who liked to show off, because the worship of fools was meaningless, but occasionally he would do some surprising things. Later, I heard that he had found a teammate who was qualified to form a team with him, and was free and easy."

Speaking of this, Hussein paused for a moment and then felt deeply moved.

"Twenty years have passed since we met him again. He was blinded, lame, and was desolate. Then, he invited me to join his team and explore the ancient ruins together."
Chapter completed!