Lian Ye's eyes flickered, she didn't dare to look up and look at Liu Feng, and whispered: I don't know, you... it's useless to ask me. "

Liu Feng fixed his eyes tightly on the pretty face, flicked his fingers, the spatial fluctuation swept out, and instantly formed an invisible space barrier around the two of them, and he glanced at it because of his actions. The hurried Holy Lotus Leaf, Liu Feng said solemnly: "Ye Zi, you are now in the hot mercenary group. I don't want to cause Uncle Kens and others unnecessary trouble because of you. ."

"I...I..." Holy Lotus Leaf lowered his head, and his small hands were twisted together a little nervously.

"Tell me, what is that thing in Saint Peter's body? How did it come from?" Liu Feng suddenly grabbed Saint Lotus Leaf's delicate hand and shouted in a low voice.

"Let go, you hurt me." Sheng Lian Ye made a small hand, frowned slightly, and said strangely.

"Uh, I'm sorry, I'm too anxious." Looking at the saint lotus leaf that frowned because of the pain, Liu Feng quickly loosened the softness of his palms and gave a dry smile. Seriously said: "YE Zi, if you know something, I hope you can tell me, that way, if that guy comes again next time, I'll have a bottom line."

"You..." Saint Lotus leaf stared at those eager dark eyes. After a while, she clicked on her delicate chin reluctantly, and whispered, "I do know a little bit about the thing in Saint Peter's body, but After I tell you, you must keep it secret. This is... this is the secret information in the church. I only learned a little by chance."

"If it wasn't for me that this accident happened because of me, I wouldn't tell you the secret information of the Holy See..."

Seeing that Saint Lian Ye finally let go, Liu Feng nodded hurriedly, staring at her eagerly. Whether he can get news from the gods, the Tekfa who claims to be an angel is a key figure. If you can know that guy from Wherever it comes out, you may be able to find some clues from it, so as to find the whereabouts of the gods or the secret of disappearance...

Twisted slightly bruised snow-white wrist. Saint Lian Ye gave Liu Feng a white look, seeming to blame him for his rudeness, her little hand passed the blue silk floating in front of her forehead, and after pondering her words, she whispered, "Do you know" God's Paradise Lost? "

As soon as these five words caught your ears, Liu Feng's spirit was lifted up, and he said anxiously: "That God Battlefield?"

"Well, the battlefield of the gods is its name a long time ago. I didn't expect you to know this." Saint Lianye gave Liu Feng a surprised look, and continued: "The soul in Saint Peter's body, he is Call yourself an angel, right?"

"Well, an angel, Tekfa." Liu Feng nodded and said solemnly.

"Angel? Haha." Sheng Lianye suddenly shook his head mockingly, and said with a chuckle: "He is just a broken soul, how can he be called the upper angel..."

"Incomplete spirit? What do you mean?" Liu Feng frowned slightly. Asked suspiciously.

"This self-proclaimed angelic soul is the lord... uh, it is a touch of soul saved by His Majesty the Pope last time in the "Paradise Lost of Gods". After a hundred years of cultivation, Teckfa has gradually restored its previous strength. However, it is necessary to live in someone else’s body in order to exert power. His Majesty the Pope passed a voluntary test. St. Peter was used as the boarding body of Tekfa, so there are two souls. The time is strong and the other is weak. Saint Peter..." Saint Lian Ye uttered all the words of the earth in one breath, and then he exhaled heavily.

"You mean...that Tekfa ran out of Paradise Lost?" Liu Feng frowned and asked in disappointment.

"En." Sheng Lian Ye nodded heavily, and said with a chuckle: "Because of the imperfection of the soul, that guy is sometimes sober, and sometimes he talks nonsense..."

Regarding this point, Liu Feng nodded in sympathy, sighed helplessly, and asked expectantly: "Ye Zi, do you know something about the gods?"

"Gods?" Sheng Lianye raised her pretty face in doubt, and asked, "What do you ask them to do? The mainland hasn't heard from the gods for a long time."

"Isn't there any news about the gods in the Holy See?" Liu Feng asked hopefully.

"I don't know, there is so much information about the Holy See, how can I finish reading it." Saint Lianye spread her hands, and said with some uncertainty: "The news of the gods, maybe the Pope will know a little, he is known as the mainland The person closest to the gods, there should be some inside story..."

"The Pope..." Liu Feng nodded lightly and murmured in a low voice: "The Holy See, it seems that I have to find a chance.

I saw..."

"God's Paradise Lost... This ghost place is really mysterious..."

"Instructor, here..." Respectful laughter woke Liu Feng from his dream state.

Nodding lightly, Liu Feng followed Lan Ying, opened the luxurious door, and stepped into this huge conference room.

"Hehe, Mr. Liu Feng, I had a good rest last night." Just as he walked in, Lante's laughter voice changed from inside.

Looking at Lante with a smile on his face, Liu Feng smiled and nodded, and said, "Thank you for the hospitality of Marshal Lante."

"Haha, it's okay, it's okay, Mr. Liu Feng has given Lan Ying so much help to this little guy. It's a small matter, you don't need to be polite." Lan Te laughed, suddenly the topic changed, seemingly indifferent. Asked with a smile: "Mr. Liu Feng, I don't know... Can you see the guardian of St. Peter?"

"Oh? St. Peter's guardian chief? I really haven't seen him today, what happened?" Liu Feng shrugged, smiled and shook his head.

"Oh ha ha, forget it if you don't know, maybe the guardian chief of St. Peter left in a hurry." Lan Zheng's sharp eyes swept across Liu Feng's face and smiled.

Although he knew that St. Peter’s disappearance was inextricably linked to Liu Feng, Lante did not continue to question him. He and St. Peter did not have a cold at all, and St. Peter belongs to the Holy See, but he belongs to the Lan family and the United States. In the K empire, these people should not be confused. Besides, for a guardian of the Holy See to offend a strong man of the first order, this kind of clear business, Lante naturally knows how to do the best...

As long as the pastor group is still in the army, St. Peter is dead or alive...

"Mr. Liu Feng, you and your friends must have come for the A-level mission released by the empire?" Liu Feng was introduced to the audience, Lan Te personally handed a cup of tea, and asked with a smile.

"En." Liu Feng took the tea, took a sip, smiled and nodded.

"Hey... the wolf disaster this time has dragged the empire miserably." Lante shook his head and sighed: "If Mr. Liu Feng can help the empire solve this wolf disaster, I will recommend it to your majesty and give it to your husband. Hou Jinjue."

Liu Feng chuckled and shook his head. Just as he was about to speak, his face suddenly changed. He sat up abruptly, looked through the windows and doors, and cast his eyes to the northern sky...

There, is the place of the orc prairie...

When Liu Feng sat up, Hei Boke also stood up as Huo's, staring straight to the north...

In Liu Feng's arms, Xiao Jin opened his eyes leisurely, glanced at the northern sky, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "It's really noisy, and I can't sleep well."

A group of people in the hall were taken aback by the actions of Liu Feng and Hei Boke, their eyes locked on the two of them in amazement, looking at each other, puzzled and speechless...

"Uh, uh...Mr. Liu Feng, what are you guys?" After a while, Lante returned to his senses first and laughed dryly.

"What a powerful energy fluctuation..." Liu Feng whispered to himself, frowning with some doubts, and murmured: "The aura in this energy fluctuation seems a bit familiar..."

"Familiar? Who is it?"

He looked at each other at ~lightnovelpub.net~ and read the surprise from the other person's eyes. After looking back at the people who were looking at each other, Liu Feng shrugged his shoulders and said faintly: "The Orc Prairie In the game, the strong are fighting."

"The strong?" Lan Te was shocked. He could make Liu Feng of the holy rank a strong, and his strength must be around the holy rank. At this time, there are so many strong men in the orc prairie? With a dry cough, he hurriedly asked, "Mr. Liu Feng, can you tell which race is the strongest? Human? Orc? Or even beast?"

"Can't tell..." Liu Feng shook his head, Xuanji said with some doubts: "But that breath seems a bit familiar, it seems that I have encountered it before..."

Lante wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and prayed in a low voice: "God, don't be the strong man of the moon wolf tribe. The prairie is already chaotic enough. If another holy rank moon wolf comes out Wang, the Meike Empire is really going to jump around..."

"Moon Wolf Clan? Moon Wolf King? Moon Wolf King!" Liu Feng frowned slightly, his heart moved fiercely, and the beautiful silver-haired beauty who was flying wildly under the full moon suddenly emerged from the depths of his memory, and he couldn't help but be surprised. .

"Moon Wolf King!!!"