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After another shot that combined cutting-edge technology and the essence of warfare, the badly wounded Ye fell on the ground and could no longer get up.

But when Huai Shi was about to pull the trigger again, she found that there were no bullets in the barrel.

There was a light awkward click.

Immediately afterwards, Fei Yuan Demon screamed sternly, and in the dark surging, several different afterimages were separated out, and they rushed towards Huai Shi with fierce poison.

Huai Shi instinctively wanted to open the Bone Burying Sanctuary, but after reacting, his movements stopped for a moment, and he had lost the space to escape.

The Flying Demon is close at hand.

The sharp wings gathered, the knife wheel chopped, the meat grinder pointed at him and opened the entrance, and couldn't wait to hug him into his arms!

On the top of the hill, Lawrence frowned, raised the cigarette **** in his hand, and pointed it at the head of the Flying Demon from a distance-in the surging of the source, a ray of frost haunted the fire.

Ten plagues of the Green Day.

——Frost and hail disaster!

The calamity power borrowed from the remote border is pinned at Lawrence's fingertips, and it is enough to bring down any terrifying power that annihilates any sublime of Tier 4 and below.

ready.

But at that moment, he saw that Huai Shi raised his hand, raised the shotgun that had no bullets in his hand, and aimed it at the head of the Flying Demon.

Smash!

There was a loud roar, and the fragments of the wooden planks and the curved barrel flew into the air, splashing blood.

The brutal force broke out completely in this blow, and before the barrel shattered, it passed through the gap of the knife wheel, and poured out all of it on that astonished face.

Dark and sudden.

The brain was difficult to operate in the turbulence, and fell into a short period of sluggishness and stiffness. All the split phantoms disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, Huai Shi dropped the weapon with only half of the barrel in his hand, aimed at that face, and punched hard!

Now, in the state of exceeding the limit, this blow that belongs to the basic application of the drummer already has the essence of Luo Lao 60%.

The drums call for rebellion, thunderbolts.

Amid the loud noise, the Flying Demon flew out, no matter how hard it was to maintain the transformation state, the fainted sublime fell to the ground, no more sound.

"That's it?"

In the hustle and bustle that gradually ended, Huai Shi glanced at the Feiyuan Demon on the ground for the last time, then raised a foot, kicked on the head of Ye, and completely let him go.

In the end, he turned and walked towards the wreckage of the locomotive.

Pat the dust and oil on it.

Fortunately, it was not broken.

This is the old soup he cooked for a long time last night...

In this way, he stretched out his hand, opened the last car door, pushed his hand up the mask, and smiled at the silly Mikato Ryoma behind the car door.

He picked up the thermos in his hand.

"Da Lang... ahem."

Huai Shi said softly: "Well, Micune. Recently, my sister-in-law is worried that you are not in good health. I am afraid that you will spread your faith and cultivate believers every day, and your body will be exhausted... I specially boiled a bowl of chicken soup for you.

Reaching out, in the sound of Mifune Ryoma's exclamation, he removed the old monkey's chin, tilted the water bottle, and moved closer: "Come, while it's hot."

The piping hot soup that had just been out of the pot instantly poured into his lungs, causing Mifune Ryoma to feel hot and painful in the paralysis of the forbidden drug, and screamed heartbreakingly.

But immediately, the enthusiasm in the fragrant chicken soup spread, and it broke out in an instant, evolving countless strange and wonderful illusions that were far better than all forbidden drugs, and swallowed him.

The dream came in an instant.

It swallowed his consciousness inch by inch.

After dripping the bowl of chicken soup into his stomach, Mifune Ryoma had rolled his eyes and was unconscious.

"This is over?"

Outside the car, Lawrence, who didn't know when he was here, sighed and pinched out the cigarette in his hand. It was incomprehensible: "So, what are you asking me to do?"

Didn't you do it all by yourself, just let me do it together?

Catch jellyfish?

"Look at what you said, everyone is the Green Day, of course, we must help each other!" Huai Shi replied earnestly, "It's not good to be alone all day. Let's participate in outdoor activities together to increase friendship. Nothing to do?"

Lawrence just wanted to roll his eyes and didn't want to bother him.

"Is there anything else? I'm leaving now..."

"Don't, how bad it is to go!"

Huai Shi looked around subconsciously, looking for something that would make Lawrence a little involved.

When I saw Mifune who had fainted, and his shirtless shirt underneath, his eyes suddenly brightened.

"Ahem, that... can you paint?"

Lawrence looked at it puzzledly, for a long time, and nodded: "I know a little bit."

"Leave it to you."

Huai Shi touched her pocket for a long time, took out a marker and handed it over, and pointed to Mifune on the ground: "Look, isn't it going to vent the Chiba family boss? Such a difficult task, of course, depends on seniors. Up!"

"..."

Lawrence lowered his head and looked at Mifune's bare upper body. He couldn't help frowning, but looking at the marker in Huaishi's hand, he couldn't help but feel itchy.

What a great material!

Originally, he didn't want to bother about this kind of mess, but how... the days when he just debuted and sprayed anti-astronomy slogans everywhere in London were really wonderful.

The heart of a painter was eager to try.

Especially when Huai Shi smiled so sincerely and looked forward to it, it's always hard to chill the newcomer's mind... If you draw two strokes, you can draw two strokes. What are you afraid of?

Try it!

Come here...

With such thoughts in mind, Lawrence, who was mad about teenagers, took the marker and looked at Mifune’s body.

Tentatively, I drew a stroke, then another stroke, and then another stroke... When the reaction came over, a crooked thing was drawn.

At first glance, there is still a look, but his strength has not regressed for so many years. Laurenston always expressed comfort: "How about this?"

"Not bad, but it's a pity lack of color and charm."

Huai Shi took the pen, bent down and started to fill in the blank next to him: "Look at this, this, and then this...... Isn't it better?"

Lawrence's eyes lit up: "You can add a little here too!"

"Then if that's the case..."

After a long time, the fainted Flying Demon on the ground groaned hoarsely and was about to wake up.

The two who were immersed in artistic creation finally finished their work perfectly.

Looking down at the art creation completed jointly, the two looked at each other and nodded in satisfaction.

Can't help high-fiving.

great!

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The drone in the sky quietly overlooked the whole process, watching the paper-carrying group leave without looking back. After a long time, Feiyuanmo woke up, awakened Mitsubaya and the 鵺 on the ground, and fled in panic.

"This is it? This is it?"

Qianye Long in front of the screen gave an unpleasant tut and raised his eyes: "You old fellow fooled me like that? If you want me to say, the waste paper group is not useful at all, even people dare not kill. , What else do you do?

"Don't worry."

Sheng Tianmu patted a fan to appease: "Isn't it over yet? The paper team assured me that they will be ashamed of the Alliance Yixue, and have a little trust in young people, right?"

Before he finished speaking, the drone's screen suddenly went black.

The old man froze in place, before he felt embarrassed, the picture lit up again.

This time, I have switched to the faith office of the Illuminating Church...

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When Mifune Ryoma and his party fled to the letter office in Kyoto in embarrassment, it was already half an hour later.

The panting Ryoma had no time to speak, the envoy from the pope warned in a cold voice: "The priest of the three ships, you are late. The Fa conference has already begun, and because of you, the saint has already spoken half more on it. Hours."

"Something happened on the road! I was attacked! Attacked!"

Mitsune's flustered defense was interrupted by the messenger before he finished speaking.

"Since it is still intact, it proves that the problem is not big. The holy lord's order said, let you play quickly." The messenger reminded coldly: "You should know how important this law is to us.

This is the third time the Holy Lord has urged. She is very angry, very angry—"

In the silence, Mifune swallowed dryly and nodded frantically.

"Give me three more minutes, three minutes will be fine..."

He must clean up again, or else this dirty look of Eve, not to mention preaching and speaking, may be said to be begging when he walks up.

After hurriedly changing his clothes in the bathroom and washing his face and hands, he regained his status as Baoxiang’s solemn messenger of light.

Regardless of the level of character and what he has done, being able to climb to the position of the chief priest as an ordinary person is enough to prove the talents of Mifune Ryoma.

No matter what happened, once he entered the state, his mood quickly calmed down, away from panic and anxiety. Even the hatred of the attackers was forgotten.

Taking the exquisite and solemn scepter from the assistant, he was once again incarnate as the projection body of the Holy Spirit in the world.

As soon as I walked into the backstage, I heard the female voice full of tenderness and compassion.

"As the saying goes, when is the time for retribution? When you pick up the knife, original sin has already eroded your soul. Only forgiveness and an equal heart can lead us through discrimination and prejudice, human original sin and karma— —"

On the podium, dressed in plain clothes, the compassionate saint raised her hands and called out to the believers and the audience:

"Let go of your knives and hatred, good believers, join hands with our former enemies, get on the boat of love, and get through this earthly sea of ​​bitterness.

No matter how cold the world is, it will become as bright and vast as a golf course..."

In the audience, those fanatics had already burst into tears, and if this was not a solemn place of worship, they would have already danced and cheered.

The teaching of the Virgin is so wonderful!

The joy of hearing the truth is beyond words!

Under the sacred light, everyone smiled yearning for happiness.

Infected by this atmosphere, in the VIP seats, those invited guests couldn't help showing their approval.

Some understanding.

With the end of the saint's statement, the warm applause almost overturned the entire roof.

Everyone wanders in the paradise on earth under this light.

When the applause finally dissipated, and the key moment of enthusiasm fell, the saint on the stage opened her mouth just right, and reached out to the backstage:

"Next, please come to me and tell everyone about the miraculous changes in your soul and consciousness when you practice in the realm of light."

So, amidst the sacred and solemn singing, San Chuan stepped out, waved to the believers, showing a kind smile.

That solemn face is not angry or pretentious.

This sacred breath can make people appreciate selfless love without speaking.

The atmosphere of the successful conference hall has reached new heights.

"Today, I am here to bring you some trivial experience. This is a wonderful experience that a small believer felt when he was enlightened. I hope it can be helpful to everyone."

Mifune Ryoma smiled, stepped onto the podium, took a deep breath, and prepared to describe the beauty that he had seen through many dimensions in his practice.

There was a trance in front of him, and the opened lips stopped suddenly.

His complexion turned red.

When I saw the politely smiling faces in the audience, I was stunned.

The scene in front of me seems to be different from before.

"They are all fake." A voice said in his ear: "They are all lying to you."

Lied to me?

Mifune was puzzled and was at a loss.

"Yeah, they all lied to you."

The voice said: These hypocrites pretend to be moved and understanding faces, but they are all acting, all acting! They just want to use the faith of the sect to accomplish their own goals...

Don’t you know? In order to make more money and get higher rights, these people are willing to do anything! "

anger.

At this moment, Micune felt it, and it was burning with anger!

Just thinking of this, Mifune, who was able to deal with it indifferently in the past, was already furious.

Can't bear it anymore!

At this moment, his soul seemed to be soaring in anger, and once again returned to the sacred ninth dimension, merged with the great Holy Spirit, holding the Dharma and truth in his hand, turning into a ray of light!

Therefore, it is easier to perceive that fools in this world are so filthy!

These pseudo-believers are so presumptuous!

Such a filthy existence, daring to steal their precious position in the sanctuary of light and tarnish their faith, is simply a shame!

He had never had such a clear feeling in his cultivation, and the anger from the Holy Spirit was continuously poured into his soul.

"To illuminate the happy land, go on, Mifune!"

The gods of the Universe Temple sent blessings and commands in his ears: "Use the power of light on them!"

At that moment, Mifune Ryoma's eyes widened involuntarily.

The kind face turned into a green color, already full of hideousness.

He clenched his fists.

"Come on!"

On the stage, the monk who received the divine will suddenly slapped the table, opened his mouth, and roared: "Prepare to catch the demon!!!"

The roar of anger instantly echoed on the podium, turning into thunder, breaking the silence, and rolling echoes echoing in the ears of the believers for a long time, making everyone lost and confused.

It is difficult to react.

Only the saint next to her quickly turned her head, glared quietly and glared.

Damn thing, what are you talking about?

Immediately afterwards, the eyes went dark.

Bang!

Before she had time to wink, she saw that the expensive and exquisite staff of the Three Shipowner Zhonghua had been raised and hit the compassionate face.

"Bold evildoer, I can tell at a glance that you are not a human being, and you still don't reveal your true identity!"

Mitsune Ryoma roared, raised the blood-stained staff, raised his hand, and followed the words of the Holy Spirit, frantically chanting the sacred spells from the Illuminating Paradise.

"Dawei Tianlong, Blessed Earth-Zang, Prajna Buddhas, Prajna Bamah!!!"

Raising the staff in his hand, aiming at this enchanting dark demon disguised as a saint, smashed it continuously.

In spite of her fierce screams and wailing, Mifune roared in rage and smashed the scepter again: "Small bugs, how dare you make an axe at the door-Dawei Tianlong, Dawei Tianlong!!!"

With a loud bang, the staff was interrupted by the angry Mikan.

Just in full view, in front of all the distinguished guests, Mikasa Ryoma threw off the interrupted staff and rode toplessly on the saint's body. He lifted his iron fist burning with the flames of light, and cast down the punishment.

"Hurry up! Are you an evildoer! Say!!!"

In the rage, he tore the teaching robe casually, revealing the solemn and happy landscape on his back.

Around the black Tianlong that was distorted so much that it couldn't be seen at all, a cloud of auspicious clouds that looked like squid whiskers floated. In the corner, a pink hair dryer is just like the finishing touch, giving it perfect vitality very smart.

At the top, a green sun rises high on the thin spine, radiating dark green stripes with light ~lightnovelpub.net~ The light of the green sun shines on the earth.

"great!"

Among the panicked believers, Huai Shi pressed the shutter of the camera.

In this way, staring at his perfect work from a distance, he turned his head and gave a thumbs up to the sluggish believer beside him, sincerely complimenting: "It's a great monk! It's really amazing to drop demons and kill demons...Ouch, The teeth are all flying, alas, the thunderbolt means, the bodhisattva's heart, it's too powerful!

Look, look, that evildoer repents, she cried...she cried! "

Amidst the horrified screams of the believers, the saint lay down on the ground, fainting, her hollow eyes dullly reflected the gorgeous dome.

Under the purification of the Fist of Holy Light, tears finally flowed out.

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