Chapter 918 Chapter 222: The Death of the Saint

The leader of the gods thought about it, and felt that what Gonfansner said was reasonable, so he led the command: "Then it will be troublesome to protect the law. I will take my brothers to search the Gobi, and never let the saint in any danger."

Gangfansina said with satisfaction to the guardian leader: "It's so good, and I hope that the **** of protection will be with you."

The ceremonial guard escorting the saint stopped in a poplar forest outside the Gobi Desert. The leader led the guards in a light car and drove to the Sukele Gobi with the beasts. Everyone brought three days of dry food, which was about to be the shortest. In time, thoroughly explore the Gobi.

After seeing the figures of the gods and guards submerged in the Gobi, Gonfansina turned and came to the chase where the saint was.

The saint’s ride is a bright and luxurious golden float. The frame made of psychic metal is indestructible and can resist even the combined attack of the mortal. The frame is covered by the flower curtain of the Buddha on all sides, and the round dome heel Make Nianjia look sacred and inviolable.

The golden float has no windows on all sides, only the door in the front of the frame connects the inside and the outside. There are beds, tables and chairs in the car, water and food, all prepared for the saint, so that in the worst case, the saint can be closed tightly Car door, wait until the guards rescue.

At this time, Krajo’s guardian was standing outside the golden float, and a gentle female voice suddenly sounded in the carriage: "Why did the honor guard stop?"

Gangfansina replied: "Report to the saint that the bandits are in front of Su Kele next door, so the leader parked the float in this poplar forest, and took the guards to explore. These two days, the guardian was guarded. The safety of the saint."

"It turned out to be so, thank you Master Gangfan."

"The saint is polite." Hearing the gentle voice of the woman, Gonfansner felt even more fiery in his heart, but said calmly on his face: "My lord saint, take away the drinking water from the convoy when the leader leaves. I don't know if it is in the float. Is there ample drinking water? If it is, it is better to divide it up, and when the guards come back, there is no need to look for water sources?"

Sang Lu sitting in the Chinese car listened to Fan Gangsner's words and turned to look at the full tank on the wall of the car. She was about to agree but suddenly thought of the duties of the saint and apologized: "The water in the car is sufficient. Sang Lu could not agree to Fan Gang’s request. Sang Lu had dedicated everything to the protector god, except during the ceremony, she could not contact any man. Although Master Gangfan was a Buddhist protector, he was not a monk under the seat of the protector god. Meet the master."

I thought that the kind and innocent little saint would directly open the car door, but didn't want the other party to refuse because of her identity. Gangfansina was sullen and said displeased: "The saint is the first to be kind, so she only has to open the car door. This protector can just send the water bag in, so what to talk about. Does the saint believe in this protector?"

"Master Gangfan misunderstood." Sang Lu in the car said anxiously: "If this is the case, I won't blame the gods if I want to come to the protector. Sang Lu will open the door for the master."

Listening to the activation of the golden float, Gunfansner was delighted. Watching the door of the golden float slowly open outward, the guardian of Krajo hurried forward and tore the door to its maximum with both hands.

Sang Lu, who had only wanted to open a gap, looked at Gonfansner's unruly behavior, she was shocked and couldn't help but step back.

Looking up, the noon sun shone on the opponent's back, making Gang Fan's face hidden in the darkness.

The upright Buddhist guardian was full of desires in his eyes at this time, just like a madman who has suffered from a long drought.

The corner of his mouth was raised slightly, revealing a tiger's teeth on one side, like a beast that chooses people to eat.

There is excitement, desire, impulse, and bloodthirsty on Gangfan's face, but there is no peace and compassion.

Looking at the unfamiliar guardian, Sang Lu couldn't help backing up, but she tripped over the bed and fell on the bed, revealing her two snow-white slender thighs under her skirt.

Gang Fan, who was already frantic, couldn't resist looking at this scene, he tore off the monk's robe and rushed towards the cowardly pure girl.

"Master, let go, let me go! Don't do this, let go, I am the saint of the protector of the god, are you not afraid that the protector of the **** will punish you in heaven!"

Hearing this, Gang Fan, who tore off the white gauze from Sang Lu's body, couldn't help but smile and said: "What do you think the protector of the saint is for, is to treat non-celestial religions like this protector? A person of merit. Now that the saint has dedicated everything to the protector god, let's use her body to reward the protector god!"

"no no!!!"

The heartbreaking wailing does not make the beast-haired man give birth to any compassion, and the weak woman who has no power to bind the chicken in front of the fierce martial artist, even asking for death is a luxury.

Humiliation and pain are accompanied by tearing pain, the turbulent ugly body and heavy breathing are like whispers of the devil, Sang Lu closed her eyes, tears left from the corners of her eyes, and they scattered into crystals before they slipped.

The long pain seemed to never end, until there was another burst of shout in the carriage.

"Ah!! What are you doing!"

A resplendent sword light appeared at the sound, like a mysterious moon in the sky, cutting away at the man galloping on the bed. The snow-like sword light was too cold, and the strong stimulation of Gangfan immediately reached bliss. The tide of pleasure made him He couldn't dodge at all, shivering, letting the young man's long knife slash towards his head.

Gonfansner is confident. Even without turning his head, he can perceive that the opponent's sword is astonishing, but the sword holder's cultivation is really too poor. If the strong in the fierce realm can be killed by a mortal warrior, I'm really sorry for these decades of hard work.

Therefore, the guardian of Gangfan, who was intoxicated in the aftermath of bliss, didn't even turn his head back, letting it smash on his neck like a dragon.

The knife fell, the head was broken, and the tyrannical gong body did not play a role of interception. The blood spewed out like a spring and spilled on Sang Lu's face.

The head that rose up into the sky was full of puzzlement, as if he didn't believe it to death. A mortal martial artist could cut him to death. While spinning, Gang Fan finally saw clearly that besides the mortal boy, there was another man wearing a mask. The tall and thin man has gloomy eyes.

The long knife that was thrown aside by the young man still haunted the tyrannical innate aura of gold and earth.

It turned out so.

Gangfan closed his eyes, his head fell to the ground and rolled aside.

"A-mei, A-mei!" Dongzhi who rushed to the bed hurriedly took off his clothes and covered Sanglu's naked upper body. He couldn't cry: "It's all bad brother, brother shouldn't let you be What a saint."

The girl who used to be agile and lively seems to have lost her soul at this time, turning her head to look at her most beloved brother, her eyes are full of holes.

"Mei, what's wrong with you, don't scare my brother."

Seeing his sister's gray eyes, Dongzhi collapsed again, kneeling on the bed, and slapped himself vigorously.

"Slap! Slap!! Slap!!!"

"It's all Brother's fault, it's all Brother's fault, Amei, you have something to say!"

Only the sound of slap in the face and the tears of the girl in the dead carriage.

(End of this chapter)