Devil’s Son-in-Law

Two hours later, Chen Ruiyi walked out of a hotel satisfied and threw away the bead chain of flaming soul stones.

“Wait a minute…” was not far away, the man in the back had been chased out.

“What's up, Clark?” Chen Rui shows surprise, "you want to come? Isn't there something else? ”

“You fat fuck who eats a tiger as a pig!” Men shouting: “Win all the grandfathers' homes! ”

“I would have won three times to go.” Chen Rui looked innocent, “I didn't force you, you lost your own eyes, you must continue to come. As a result, you lost everything. I mean enough, I saved you this dress, otherwise, you don't even have underwear. ”

Indeed, apart from the clothes and the red headband, all the tinkling pieces on the man Clark disappeared, shouting: “Who knew you fat son of a bitch could win 30 plates! ”

“Can't you lose? ”

“Fatso, who can't lose! You're tough!” Clark glanced hard at Chen Rui and said quietly: “For the first time, Lord Clark lost so badly, you're not like that kind of antique. You actually have so much research into ancient magic cards that have almost been lost, it's much better than that old guy! I can't give you the flaming stone, the rest is your luck. ”

“All I want is a flaming stone," Chen Rui shook his head, took out the rest of the pieces and threw them at Clark, "give these back to you. ”

Chen Rui was a little fond of this guy, at least the gambling was still worth it, and he didn't have the strength to rob.

Clark caught those things a little unexpectedly, and these “pieces” contained quasi-legendary magical objects like wind necklaces, lightning rings, and were never worth under the string of flaming stones. This sly, dead fat man doesn't seem to have much power, but he's a great master of ancient magic medals, and he doesn't know if he's hiding his strength. At the very least, he should have the eyesight to identify the treasure. Since the fat man can see the stone, it is naturally impossible to discern the value of the rest, but he returned it so easily.

Clark, hey, hey, smile. “Fatty, you're funny, but this is a flaming stone. I'm going to give it to a chick. Honestly, what's the use of it? If you're not in a hurry, give it back. ”

“A good friend of mine practiced crystal stones in desperate need of fire,” Chen Rui certainly wouldn't tell the truth, "I ran all over the city and couldn't find any fire crystal stones. I heard that Reverend Clyde had bought them out earlier. ”

“So you beat the idea to Ben's flaming stone?” Clark suddenly realized, "he blamed that fucking Clyde for knocking Archbishop out of the city's fire crystals! ”

Chen Rui interrogated and asked: "Knot? What's going on here? ”

“Don't you know? Archbishop Wang Du Phil had arrived in Ming Mirror City yesterday to patrol. Phil was a double-headed demon swordsman of the light and fire systems, and had stepped to the edge of the holy class, majoring in the fire system... Humph, Clyde was just trying to please, but Phil had always been honest, not close to a woman, and Clyde's praise ten or nine would be counterproductive. ”

Chen Rui realizes why Clyde is doing this. After the Templar Knight selection, there will be a lot of changes in church personnel everywhere, so Clyde seized the opportunity to please the top boss, as did Mana and Solandon at the time.

Chen Rui revealed his confusion: “This is not public information. How could a man who relies on divination to defraud money know so clearly? ”

“Who says I'm a liar?” Clark slapped his chest: “My lord is an important member of the Church! ”

“On your own?” Chen Rui weighed Clark's eyes and compared portraits posted on the side of the road looking for missing persons, wanted criminals, etc.

“Fatso, what are you looking at?” Clark glanced at Chen Rui and jumped.

“We seem to have just met the people of the Church, how come those people didn't salute you as an important member? ”

“My lord is a Light Knight belonging to the Light Holy Mountain... uh, candidate for the Alternate Knight.” Clark's a little undergassed, "and shortly after coming to Ming Mirror City, those little characters naturally didn't know me. ”

Chen Rui is not unfamiliar with the title of "Alternate Knight Candidate”. With Clark's true strength, there is absolutely no problem mixing holy knights in the Holy Mountains. To say what the Light Knight Chen Rui really doesn't believe, this guy is more like a wandering hermit practitioner.

“Okay, Light Knight Alternate Knight Candidate, I'm leaving. I'll borrow the flaming stone for two days, and I'll return it to you. If you're still stalling in the square instead of being Lord in the Light House, maybe we can have two more drinks.” Chen Rui ignored Clark and turned around and left.

“Fatty! If you lie to me, even if you run to the sky, I'll let you spit out the Flaming Stone! And the booze money!” Clark didn't chase him this time, watching the bloated figure disappear into his sight, and suddenly he slapped his head, "Forgot to ask what the fat fuck's name was! ”

Clark's personality is somewhat similar to that of a widow-controlled guy. He's a nice guy and worth dealing with, but in this case, Chen Rui doesn't want to move the flaming stone anymore. The so-called "borrowing” is just a cover for the operation. The real goal is to put Phil and Clyde in the Hall of Light.

If Clyde wanted Barclays Phil, he would certainly do his best and spare no effort to bribe him, and if that vote succeeded, there would be no need to buy a firestone after the Starlight Kingdom.

At night, the Hall of Light appeared very quiet, remained vigilant, with a number of Light Knights patrolling back and forth. For Chen Rui, who had stepped on a little during the day and had previously mixed in several Halls of Light, sneaking in did not take too much effort.

Due to the events of the black deceased, churches everywhere are now waiting in a tight line. In addition to strengthening their guards on weekdays, the prayer halls are closed at night and various magical arrays have been opened to protect them. No one may enter the country without permission, otherwise they will be treated as pagans.

It is not yet time for Shuro to be reborn, and getting “high purity” faith in the Holy Mountains is enough to convert the faith to crystallization, so Chen Rui does not need to steal the power of faith at this time. It is a little surprising that the Archbishop Wang Du Phil was not found in the guest room where the VIP lived and Reverend Clyde was not in his room.

It is said that Phil was busy and honest and refused all the banquet rewards. Chen Rui lurked to observe the stalking in the dark until nightfall. No sign of Clyde or Phil going out, but now both of them are “disappearing” in the Hall of Light?

Pastor's meditation house, basement.

This basement is very spacious, with bright lights, reflecting the figure of two men.

The man who walked in front of him was middle-aged, tall, with a pair of eyebrows and a serious appearance, not angry and arrogant, was the Archbishop of King Loya, Phil. Behind him is Reverend Clyde, head of the Ming Mirror City Church, skinny, plain looking, slightly tiny eyes, smiling and squeaking, looking harmless.

Archbishop Wang Du is the church leader of the entire kingdom, appointed and removed directly by the Holy Mountain. For Clyde, he is definitely the top superior, and although he is one of his close relatives, he dares not to be lazy in the slightest. He respectfully said: “Lord Phil, there is a bunch of fire-based crystals in here, which I have captured from the suspects of the Black Dead, contaminated with some dark forces, because of my lack of power cannot be purified, I present them specifically to you, please return to the King's capital to destroy these dark crystals with light power. ”

Phil took over Clyde's space ring, his mental strength scanned slightly, his eyes lit, and he nodded in praise of the location.

Clyde was delighted, adding: "By the way, I also caught two black dead this time, please ask the adults for more information. ”

Clyde opened the door on one side, which was a cell, hung with various pieces of equipment, and two “prisoners" were locked tightly in shackles on the wall. These are two little boys, only about 10 years old, eyebrowing, thin, naked, watching Clyde emerge, shaking like an injured deer.

Phil's eyes suddenly swept past the burning light: “Is that them? ”

Clyde bowed, "Yes, it's confidential, my lord. I'll leave first. The two black deceased, although younger, have already received contamination of their beliefs. After adult interrogation, it is important to eradicate the grass and avoid the aftermath. ”

“You did well,” Phil said slowly, more seriously between his eyebrows: "I remember your credit, I was quite satisfied with your performance in Ming Mirror City and will personally report to the Holy Mountain. ”

Clyde rejoiced, knowing that he was one step closer to the position of Monsignor Wang, hurried and bowed deeply, and retreated.

After hearing Clyde leave the basement and close the door, Phil's squeaky face suddenly creaked under the jump of the light, as if the eyes of a beast and a twisted smile made the two teenagers who first saw the archbishop feel a greater crisis, trembling and unable to speak.

This fear grew stronger as Phil took off one piece of his clothes, and Phil enjoyed the teenager's frightened gaze, revealing an evil smile, which made it impossible to imagine the solemn mask on his face.

The Archbishop's real reason for not being close to a woman is not her own selfishness, but her own sexual orientation. He likes young children and boys, and he doesn't know how many innocent children have been secretly maimed over the years.

Because of the secrecy of the means, Phil remained the archbishop of integrity and integrity, and Clyde was one of them, with the exception of a few close relatives.

These two boys were not black dead, but were specifically arranged by Clyde.

Just as Phil stripped off all his clothes and shook his ugly apparatus step-by-step towards the prey, a strong sense of crisis suddenly arose in his heart and he was wrapped in a terrible moment of death before he could react.

“Boom!” The light shook, and Phil's body flew out with a powerful shock, hitting the wall hard. It didn't stand in the way, but the gem on the neck of a magic necklace broke.

Phil was shocked that this guardian necklace, with its strong defense, was given by Bishop Pussymyr, who, in addition to increasing the properties of spiritual strength, was able to resist the full blow of the Holy Grade Powerful and is now smashed by a blow!

“Flash! ”

Phil knew that he had encountered an opponent he could not afford, couldn't get dressed, and shook up a razor-sharp light, only to delay his escape. However, that dangerous feeling was getting closer, even the sweat was erected, Phil bit his teeth, and the power of the elements of fire surged, and the whole prison was reflected in red, sending out the strongest gesture: “Refining the flames to burst! ”

Red light suddenly disappears enough to extinguish the flame of death from metal melting into one hand.

When Phil saw this hand clearly, the next second he heard his neck broken, his consciousness instantly fell into darkness and his whole body was paralyzed like a dead dog.

Chen Ruiyi's figure gradually became clearer in the prison. Removing several space rings from Phil's fingers, he took a spiritual look and was slightly surprised. It seemed that this trip had yielded much more than expected.

He took the ring into storage, looked at the ugly, naked body on the ground, and thought more angrily of the case of a church priest * * that he had heard in his previous life, stepping on one foot, and the monumental archbishop's head burst open with a "bang”.

Shortly afterwards, Chen Rui snuck out of the meditation house with two rescued boys in the dark.

After avoiding the Light Knight patrolling along the way, he traveled carefully all the way, but as he approached the square, Chen Rui's movements suddenly stopped, dropped the two boys, whispered a few words, and slowly walked forward alone.

“Come out.” Chen Rui spoke lightly.

Originally only the moonlight squares were lit instantly. A large number of Light Knights appeared in front of them, but Chen Rui ignored them and only focused his attention on three people.

The first is actually an acquaintance, a red headscarf, a sloppy look, with many pieces of men hanging on it - the magic card fortune teller man you meet during the day: Clark!

The other woman, dressed in dark silver full body armor, slim body, purple black eyes, looks beautiful and holds a spear in her hand.

The third is a tall, robust man with dark skin, tense muscles, extremely sharp eyes, and a bronze metal giant arm below his right elbow, as if his arm had been magnified several times.

These three men are all Demonic Emperors, Clark and the women are S, and the strong men are S +.

As Chen Rui can see, unlike the Cardinal bishop and others who are excellent in the conservation of the Holy Mountains, all three of them are a thousand hammers, passing through the hundred wars of the type of warrior, the true power is only afraid not to be beneath Saint Pasari the Sword of Glory.

Clark took a few steps forward, measured Chen Rui's eyes, and asked with hesitation: “Are you... fat? ”

At this time, Chen Rui had turned into something else. Unexpectedly, Clark recognized him. He could have denied or refused to answer, but nodded.

“It's really you...” Clark looked a little strange, seemed a little sad and a little determined.

Chen Rui frowned: “In the morning… is it a trap? ”

At that time, Chen Rui himself found Clark, and after some magic card comparison, he created a mindset. I didn't think it was a carefully designed trap?

Clark shook his head: "No, I didn't get an emergency call order at the time, I just figured you'd go to church and get the firecracker, and I didn't want to stop you. It wasn't until this afternoon that I received a summons order and saw the images of the enemy that I realized that the fat man I had met in the morning was actually the black dead who had snuck into the Holy Mountains and nearly destroyed the Holy Tree! ”

“I'm not a black dead man," Chen Rui chuckled. “I just found out, too. So you are a Holy Mountain man, Lord Knight Alternate Knight Candidate? ”

“In fact, I am from Holy Mountain…” Clare's eyes gradually became sharp, as if it were a sharp blade out of the sheath: “Saint. ”