Chapter 702

Although the ghost Liao wore a white gold ghost mask on his face and couldn't see his expression, he could see how intoxicated he was from the relaxed appearance of his limbs and his whole body, which made the already gloomy and strange atmosphere more ghostly.

The member of the ghost Liao Department quietly swallowed his saliva, secretly raised his eyes and glanced enviously at the jade bottle called the ghost bottle. It is a magical bottle that can absorb the grievances of the believers of the holy see when they die. The more pious the believers are, the heavier the grievances generated when they die. For the ghost Liao department who believes in demons and ghosts, this resentment is the basis of their practice, and the more grievances they absorb, The stronger they are.

"Then kill more running dogs of the Holy See and see how long boyemi, a shrinking turtle, can endure. I look forward to how much wonderful food death will bring to me after his fear reaches the extreme!"

The ghost Liao's voice was full of ridicule.

He had never dealt with boyemi before, so he was afraid of him, so he didn't do it immediately.

The ghost Liao department and the holy see are at odds. When they meet, either you die or I live. But when boyemi sees him, he doesn't start immediately. He lets the ghost Liao see his fierce and weak nature. If he doesn't take the opportunity to kill him, when will he wait.

"Yes, my Lord!"

The members of the ghost Liao Department bent down excitedly and saluted, took the ghost bottle thrown by the ghost Liao, carefully collected it in their arms, and ran out excitedly. Although they had no ghost bottle to help absorb grievances, they could also absorb a small part of the free grievances when slaughtering the believers of the Holy see. The more they killed, the more they absorbed.

"Brad, where are you?"

Ghost Liao got up and stood quietly in front of the window, looking at the slightly slight rainstorm outside, with unforgettable hatred flashing in his eyes.

It was a bloody night. Innocent villagers in villages were bloodwashed and dogs barked all night. The paladins clenched their fists angrily and kept reporting to boyemi, hoping that he could order a fight to the death with the ghost Liao department.

Boyemi's head was so big that he didn't want to sleep. He constantly fooled these paladins. At first, it had some effect. But with the more believers in the slaughtered village, the paladins had a strong color of doubt in their eyes when they listened to his fooling.

Knowing that these upright paladins had reached the limit of patience, boyemi could not deceive them any more, and cried bitterly in his heart.

While secretly wondering why the black knights had not arrived, he pretended to pray to God. Just when the paladins could not bear it and were about to break out, boyemi stood up with a sacred light on his face and said with awe inspiring righteousness: "all paladins listen to orders!"

"Yes!"

The paladins can't wait, kneeling on one knee, with a crazy sense of war.

"According to the decree of God, the great paladins will destroy all evil heresy with their holy sword in order to maintain the glory of the Lord. Go, my children, I will be proud of you!"

Boyemi said with awe inspiring righteousness.

"To preserve the glory of the Lord!"

Thirty six paladins pulled out their swords, slapped them on the chest, bowed to boyemi, looked fanatical, and turned solemnly into the rain. They were going to cut off demons and send all demons that violated the glory of the Lord to hell.

Looking at the thirty-six generous figures who died, the color of guilt on boyemi's face flashed away, and then became firm.

When all the paladins were far away, boyemi looked around, thinking about the scarlet Bishop's robe, crept to the wharf and ran in a panic. The paladins must be over, but he didn't want to lose his life here. He wanted to leave by boat overnight immediately. I believe these honest paladins will enter heaven, Listen closely to the Lord's teachings.

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"Zi!"

Ding Ning's body was twinkling with a faint blue electric light.

When waving your hands in front of you, they form an electric shield, an electric armor, an electric spear, and an electric grid... It's fun to play!

Unfortunately, the thunder technology is too dynamic to do experiments in the room, which makes Ding Ning a little more meaningful.

After playing for a while, Ding Ning astringed the lightning, looked at the Thor who was still sleeping with his chin, and wondered what to do with him.

Change his genes and sign a master servant contract with him? Although Ding Ning covets such a powerful thug, he won't naively think he can succeed, and he doesn't know what Chiyou thinks. It seems that all the people who can sign the contract are beautiful women, and men don't seem to have this privilege!

Besides, Thor is a strong man in the divine realm. Although he also activates the lightning power, his power is very different from that of Thor. He doesn't want to be killed by Thor if he fails to sign a contract.

It's a good way to kill him, but Ding Ning hesitated. After all, whether these people from the ghost Liao Department came to the God of thunder or not, he didn't know how to save his life. Maybe he can be used as a chip to protect his life at the critical moment.

There is also a plan, that is, after determining his own safety, take him back to the country in the name of Xiao Chunan and send him to scientific research organizations for research, which can be regarded as helping him make atonement for his meritorious deeds!

Although Xiao Chunan did not say that he had secretly helped many people, he had been controlled by the divine organization for more than three years. It was absolutely impossible to say that he had not done any bad things.

Xiao Chunan's return is bound to be subject to strict review by special departments. As long as someone sees him unhappy and casually finds an excuse to question him, he can't prove his innocence. If he is bad, he may have to spend his next life in prison.

But with the name of Thor, I believe that anyone who makes a voice of doubt will shut his mouth obediently, not only without fault, but with merit.

"Brother-in-law, for Noro's sake, I can only help you like this."

Ding Ning muttered and tried his best to use the pulse cutting hand, sealed all the meridians in Thor's body, and fed him a crisp bone pill with meat pain on his face, so as to ensure that even if the pulse cutting hand failed, he had no ability to do it. It's not too prudent to treat such a god level strong man.

"Watch this man, but no matter how you can't let him have any mistakes!"

Out of the door, Ding Ning immediately told Lu Zhandao.

In order to prevent long dreams at night, he has made plans. As soon as the rain stops, he will take the air wing home immediately, but there is another problem, that is, the seven murders are also here. Is he worthy of trust? Will he reveal the secret of his possession of the air wing?

"Boss, there's a fight outside."

The calf hurried in and said excitedly.

"Who fought with whom?"

Ding Ning's heart tightened and hurriedly asked.

"The man in the ghost tusk Department fought with a group of people in white clothes. I'm obedient. People on both sides are like killing their father. They don't want to die."

The calf scratched his head and looked excited. They also wanted to kill those murderous ghost tusks, but they couldn't do it because of future troubles. Now someone is fighting with them, and they are naturally happy to see their success.

"The man in white?"

Knowing that he was not in conflict with the ghost Liao department, Ding Ning breathed a long sigh of relief, but his spirit was boosted: "how is the war? Who has the upper hand?"

"The combat effectiveness of the people in white is not as strong as that of the ghost tusk department, but they are many. For a while, they can stick to it by being fierce and fearless of death, but I'm afraid it will be over soon."

The calf observed carefully, frowned and said, "those people in the ghost Liao department are really inhuman. At this moment, Kung Fu has slaughtered three more villages."

Ding Ning flashed a look of resentment at the bottom of his eyes. His eyes rolled around and waved: "turn off the lights and sleep. No one will go out."

"Boss, we..."

The Mavericks obviously wanted to intervene, but when they thought that the consequences were beyond his ability, they immediately stopped and scratched their heads reluctantly.

"Go and have a rest!"

For fear that Ding Ning could not hold his breath, the seven murders who meddled indiscriminately breathed a long sigh of relief. In his opinion, whether the people in white or the ghost Liao department, they had nothing to do with killing and working, as long as they didn't bring trouble to the kingdom of China.

Ding Ning didn't care about them. He hugged Lingyun and Luoxue and entered the room and closed the door.

Although both women had a close relationship with him, he looked like he wanted one dragon and two phoenix. Suddenly, his pink cheeks turned red and he was coy and refused to go to bed.

"You have a rest first!"

Ding Ning smiled proudly, suddenly sealed the meridians of the two women, put them to bed, put their pillows in the middle, and pretended that the three people were sleeping together.

Then he went into the bathroom, took out the biological simulation skin equipment, kneaded it in front of the mirror, and soon disguised himself as Thor.

"The color of blue hair is not right, but I can't see it at night!"

Ding Ning looked at the same face as Thor in the mirror and muttered in a low voice.

The window was opened quietly. A cold wind blew. Ding Ning had disappeared in the house for fear of being found strange. He also considerately closed the window.

Ding Ning's figure turned into a remnant and hurried to the battlefield, but he didn't know that right now in the next room, seven kill took a small box out of his pocket, took out something like plasticine and smeared it on his face.

Soon, Qisha took out a wig and put it on. He turned into a white foreigner with high nose and blue eyes. He looked in the mirror and blinked his eyes. He muttered in a low voice: "it's still the first time to wear Meitong. I feel really uncomfortable, but hey, no one should recognize me as a Chinese now."

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ELFA gasped violently and kept raising his holy sword block... Block... Block again

The snow-white Knight's clothes have been stained with blood and stains. He was washed by the rain. Although he was as embarrassed as a drowned chicken, he had to fight to the end in order to believe.

Thirty six paladins faced twelve members of the ghost tusk department, but they couldn't get the upper hand. He was ashamed to sacrifice three Paladins in this moment.

"Evil prevails over right, and the paladin will win!"

ELFA roared loudly, cheered for his comrades in arms, raised the holy sword lattice to block the black weapon cut by his opponent, cut off the wrist and weapon of the ghost Liao member with a backhand sword, and then kicked him in his heart and kicked him out more than ten meters away.

"Win! Win!"

The remaining thirty-two paladins saw that the Knight Commander had finally made a contribution, and their morale dropped sharply because of the sacrifice of three teammates. Their tired bodies seemed to gush out infinite strength. They shouted loudly in their mouths, waved their paladins and rushed to the members of the ghost tusk department who were always silent and had evidence to advance and retreat.

Looking at the morale of his comrades in arms, they went up one after another and worked hard. For a moment, they forced the members of the ghost tusk department to retreat. ELFA knelt on one knee and supported by the sword in his hand, so he could barely stop. His lungs were burning and painful, which made him gasp. The rain mixed with blood and water flowed into his mouth. It was so bitter.