Law of the Devil

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Chapter 305 [Save Your Life]

Horses in the Tulip Duke's house are naturally the finest. Exactly when Dewey was in charge of talking to the Prairie People, the later Prince of the Prairie King delivered the promised slaves to Dewey, and then gave away some fine prairie horses in honor.

Duwei and the White River sad two people rode all the way out of Empire Capital.

It was just this morning, the gate of the city was still crowded, a lot of pedestrians and merchants waiting to go into the Emperor's business lined up to go in and out, the white river sad boss, but he didn't say anything about the rules, he rode the horse in front and rushed straight towards the gate, treating the heavily armed soldiers of the Imperial City Near Guard as air - this white boss is certainly qualified to do so. Whoever dares to stop him, if he is upset and waves directly in the palm of his hand, will be like killing an ant.

The soldier at the gate of the city, watching the White River sadness on the road, came riding the tall horse and immediately rushed up to stop at the intersection. Other soldiers have already drawn their swords around them. The White River is weird, looking at these soldiers far away, looking indifferent, people on horseback, doing nothing.

Fortunately, the horse in the Duke's Palace is naturally strictly trained. With the sword and sword in front, the horse himself slowed down and dared not rush up.

“Who dares to slam the Imperial Gate? Don't die! Get off the horse and report your identity!! ”

A low-ranking officer of the soldiers at the city gate shouted. White River worried about wasting his tongue with these small soldiers, and his hands were lifted slightly between them.

Behind him, Dewey naturally dared not let him come to Tidu. He quickly kicked his belly and rushed up to the front of the White River in a few steps. He strangled the horse and drank aloud: “I am the Duke of Tulip. It is an emergency to go out, get out of the way! ”

Dewey has such a great reputation in the Empire. Who doesn't know he's one of the biggest rednecks in the Empire? The soldier who guarded the gates of the city also met Dewey and recognized him. At first glance, he was a noble man. This made him move quickly, and his face was full of smiles: “So this is the Duchess, is this also your companion? ”

Dewey's face sank: "Don't talk nonsense, get out of the way, you've delayed my business, you've got a few brains to pay! ”

That officer didn't dare to go against Dewey's will. That's why he hurried the drink to get his men out of the way. He also drove the pedestrians lined up at the gates of the city away, allowing Dewey to go first.

There are naturally pedestrians around, the White River does not speak, the horse rushed out first, Dewey walked behind him, the little officer whispered: “What an arrogant guy, I have seen a lot of the rules of the city, even the royal family can't break, he...”

Dewey glared at him and drank: "Just talk! Why don't you just seal your mouth? ”

Even though he cursed, as the horse passed, he casually touched a few gold coins from his arms and threw them away: “This is for you to drink, so be careful not to talk in the future. ”

After that, he left himself. The officer picked up the gold coin with a smile on his face and laughed: "The Duchess still cares about our hard work. ”

Just to say thank you, Dewey has gone far.

Dewey immediately couldn't help but think that the pedestrians beside him were not angry with their actions in line, but thought: "I saved your lives, too. Otherwise, it pisses off this old monster, and this guy kills people, but he wants to step on them like an ant.

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Two fine horses, although not a thousand miles per day, went northwest after exiting the city gate. In just over an hour, they were already dozens of miles away from the emperor. The sun had only just risen, far away in front of the road, but it was a small town.

Dewey looked closely, but he recognized the town.

This is not another place, but the place that was once known as the "Jumping Horse”, which was later renamed “Broken Back Mountain” by the locals.

Speaking of this place, but big famous, Dewey met Gandalf Green here in the first place, and this is where he met little Vivian who came out of his home.

Earlier, after a conversation with QQ, we also knew that the mountain behind this place was where the old priest, the first Pope Mayhews of the Temple, had greeted the miracle.

However, on top of the temple's teachings, although it is documented that Messius meets the miracle on a mountain, it simply does not say that it is this “mountain of broken backs”.

Perhaps to protect this mountain of miracles. Otherwise, if everyone knew, the town would have been crowded with pilgrims from countless continents. And when there are more people, it inevitably destroys this mountain of miracles, which makes it look a little blasphemous.

Dewey and the White River saddened each other into the town. Dewey accelerated a few steps and walked with him, laughing immediately: “I say, Mr. White, it's late, let's find a place in the front to rest for a while. ”

The White River sad man looked at Dewey on the side and faded away: “Oh? Are you so impatient? Do you want to play tricks now? It's still close to the Emperor. You must have moved too early. I thought you'd at least be in the next city before you started running away. ”

Dewey's heart was defamatory, but his face looked very sincere, even screaming: “This is really unjust. Mr. White, you're the best man in the world right now. I'm in front of you. How dare you? Even if I do, can I beat you? Just look, I had a few noble friends in Didu last night where I drank, I didn't rest all night... although I was a magician, I couldn't sleep, it didn't matter much. But after all, I'm not a god, I'm a common man. It's okay not to sleep overnight, but you always have to eat, right? I only drank alcohol overnight. In the morning, Blue Haiyue called me to watch you fight again. Now my stomach is empty..."

White River frowned first and smiled instead: "You're a little new when you're a prisoner. ”

Dewey laughed as if he was not afraid of the White River. “We rode all the way to the Northwest Corridor, seven or eight days faster, and ten days slower. Then we had to cross the desert and go to the grasslands, and then we went to the snow mountains, and it was only a month's walk away. We're not in a hurry right now. We always have so much time. Even if we don't sleep, tomorrow won't arrive... Are you in a hurry? I heard from the Blue Sea. You have three months. ”

After listening to the white river, a cold light flashed in his eyes, causing Dewey to see his body tremble, and then he grinned with a stiff scalp: “Mr. White, you've only had a chance to go down the mountain once in 10 years, and it's too wasteful to rush back and forth. It's kind of fun to walk around and look around. ”

The White River looked up and down at Dewey and suddenly laughed: "Well, I'm getting more and more interested in you, so listen to you. ”

After that, he was on the horse, and suddenly he raised his hand and gently pressed it on the horse's spine! The horse rushed into the Mercedes-Benz, suddenly felt a thousand average pressures on his back, suddenly his hooves could no longer be spread, a long hiss, manpower up, suddenly stopped!

Dewey did not have the strength to grieve over the White River, and his horse took a few steps forward to slow down. Dewey looked ahead and said, "There should be a place to eat in town, let's go check it out. ”

The two men then slowly disembarked and entered the town of Broken Back Mountain.

The town is not too far from the Emperor and is quite prosperous. Once in town, one of the biggest buildings in town, of course, was the town's religious house.

The Light Temple is a powerful place in the Roland continent, with large and small religions spread throughout the continent.

Especially this small town, where His Holiness Pope Matthews greeted the miracle. Although the name is hidden, the inner temple naturally knows the importance of this place. So the religious places in this town are very different than anywhere else!

This place is not far from the Emperor, and the clergy in the religious centre are directly appointed by the Temple of Light of the Emperor. And because of the uniqueness of this place, the clergy who are often sent here are all the elites in the temple, only nominally, ordinary clergy in the town.

It is also a coincidence that Duwei and the White River are sad.

This day coincides with the official praying ceremony twice a month, in accordance with the tradition of religion.

The street in front of the religious house was very lively when the two of them walked past the religious house. Twice a month in prayer ceremonies, clerics in religious institutions are required to wear full gowns, hold grand ceremonies, open in religious centres, allow all believers to visit, worship statues of the Goddess of Light and preach the teachings.

In addition, several boxes will be placed in front of the religious institute… this is the official ceremony twice a month, but it is precisely when the Temple of Light openly collects religious and contribution taxes.

On top of this town, all nearby believers will come to the religious house on this day and pay their own religious taxes, some of them especially devout, and an extra contribution tax.

When such taxes are levied in towns and towns near Tidu, local guards often send soldiers to maintain order. And in this miraculous town, unlike this, every month the temple deliberately seeks some excuse to send a small group of holy knights to visit the parish and choose this day to visit the neighborhood to maintain law and order. After all, the town of miracles is of no small importance.

Duwei and the White River were watching freely along the way, and the tower of the religious institution was built at a height of seventy-eight metres, with a huge bell on the top floor of the tower. It is precisely at this moment that the bells upstairs are ringing, the powerful bells are swinging, the religious institutions have long been crowded with believers, and because of the overcrowding, hundreds of believers are unable to enter, can only close the door of the religious institutions, far away listening to the preaching of the priests inside.

Outside the gate, a group of holy knights with full silver armor heard the bell, and everyone came down to take a stand. Faced with the direction of the religious center, he lay one hand in front of his chest and his expression soared.

There were also clergymen in front of several boxes at that door that paid taxes, accepting those in line to pay taxes.

The White River was sad to see this scene, and he couldn't help but look disdainful on his face. “Humph... pretend to be a ghost, you Roland mainland people will only believe in these gods. ”

Dewey listened, after all, because he was Roland, he had to refute: "On the prairie, the devotion of those herders to the Great Snow Mountains is not necessarily less! ”

The White River shook its head: “This is different! ”

He sneered, “People on the prairie believe in the big snow mountains, but we never charge the people on the prairie a penny! Heavy Snow Mountain Iron Law, if Shamanic Wizards who descend into the mountains dare to take half the benefits of the grass atomic people, they will be severely punished! Our wizards, drinking water, not riding in carriages, not riding horses, when walking on the grasslands, even when they come to the herdsmen's house, drinking a bowl of sheep's milk, they pay! And if the herdsmen have difficulty, the cows and goats are sick, the wizards will take the initiative to help, without half the benefits! Can you Roland priests do this? ”

Dewey couldn't help but say... look at the clergy standing in front of that religion, which one isn't full of intestine fat? Every year, that huge religious tax feeds these scapegoats.

White River grinned, “If God loves someone and is charitable to people, then it is okay to honor her. It's just this goddess of light, has it ever done you Rolands any good? Has this Temple of Light ever benefited your people in half? What can they do besides ask to love their children? ”

Dewey sighs even more...

These gods? What have they done to the benefit of their people? Except for the followers to recite their teachings and sing their praises… these are false. The real benefits, I've never really seen them.

Even this time, the Pope came forward to solicit donations... but could the temple itself have received a penny? Well said, you came out with a "call” and said something bad... why don't you donate a penny yourself?!

“So you Rolands are stupid.” The White River sneered.

Watching the grandfather suddenly change his color, Dewey was shocked and secretly felt a little bad.

Sure enough, this Mr. White River Mourning, his temper is really fearful of the heavens and the earth!

Though Dewey didn't like the scene, he didn't have the money to mess with the temple. Just say something in his stomach. But the White River is sad to see this scene, but it's more than just cursing in the mouth!

Without paying attention, Dewey saw the White River loosen the reins and swaggered toward the religious place and walked over! Dewey's scalp is numb and he hurried over.

The crowd in front of the religious house is crowded, but who is the White River sad? Nor did he see how he acted. The crowd in front of him was forced to divide things upside-down by him. He swung to the front and came to the front of the box of tax collectors.

Funny how the clergyman standing behind the box hadn't noticed Sha Xingmen, looking at the White River sad costume, in white clothes, first stunned —— this Roland mainland, dressed in white clothes, is it the White Wizard? The robe doesn't look very similar, and the White River doesn't have the witch's pointy, tall hat.

The clergyman muttered and made a moral appearance and said, “Are you here to contribute to the goddess, too? Good, God bless you. ”

After that, I grabbed a pass from a pile of Saint Charms on the table.

But Baihe was worried that he was paying a little bit. He looked at the clergyman in front of him and suddenly asked: “I heard that the clergyman in the temple, there are some special skilled clergymen... will you do those magic tricks? ”

The clergyman stunned, but White River stopped talking to him, stretching out his two fingers and bouncing. This poor clergyman immediately felt like he had been hit hard by a running horse. He didn't even make a scream. His body suddenly hit the back and went out, banging, smashing on the wall of the religious institute behind him, he actually hit the wall out of a crack! His eyes turned white and he fainted.

The other people beside him suddenly got angry, but the White River was too lazy to talk to these guys. After lighting them with one hand, the clergy flew out!! Just a moment of kung fu, the seven or eight people at the door were all put down by him, all seriously wounded!

The scene suddenly exploded, and some of the followers in the back shouted and drank, some panicked and retreated, and others angry and crowded for a while. The White River was tired of hearing it and frowned and mumbled: “A bunch of idiots. ”

With his sleeve swinging, a wind rolled up and suddenly lifted dozens of people around him. In the field, there was no one else in the space of seven or eight meters.

“Daring madman!! Dare to spread wild in the realm of God!! ”

With an outcry, more than a dozen holy knights next to the religious institute had poured in. A few were agile, unable to separate the crowd, and the sky jumped from the crowd's head. The White River grinned and smiled. “Well, are you the Holy Knights? Too bad... Too bad...”

After that, he shook his head and didn't know whether to sigh at these holy knights for their poor strength or anything.

Several holy knights surrounded the White River grief, pulling out the knight's long sword. But the White River sadness just turned slightly, lifted a palm casually, and cut an arc around his body...

A few holy knights felt the wind pounding, breathing stagnantly, in the wind, hidden in a powerful ray! Several people raised their swords unconsciously to stop them in front of each other. They heard a squeaking noise. A few knights were shocked. Everyone trembled. Two or three people threw up blood on the spot. One was repaired slightly higher, but his face was also pale. He waved and retreated.

Then he heard Ding Ding Dang as a voice, their long sword broke at the same time, the sword head fell to the ground, each knight held a half-cut sword in his hand, staring at the White River grief! At one time everyone was shocked in their hearts, looking at the broken sword in their hands, standing there, wondering if they should go any further.

The White River smiled softly: "Is this the famous Holy Knight of Roland? Disappointing! ”

As soon as I finished, I heard one of the people next to me drinking coldly: "Extremely arrogant! Where did you come from, you dare disdain the gods! ”

Then the crowd split up and a tall knight walked in. The man was wearing silver armor, his face was thin, he looked 30 or 40 years old, but his face was a little pale.

Dewey had seen the White River make a scene, and the first reaction was to slip away, but he just walked under his feet and heard a sharp voice sticking directly into his ear:

“If you run, I'll break your leg!” That's the voice of Mr. Bai!

Dewey sighed and suddenly had numb scalp and had to stand honestly by her side.

But look at this holy knight, Dewey's eyes shine again, and his eyes spin.

Because of this holy knight, he recognized him! This man was the leader of the group who had intercepted his boat halfway up the canal to assassinate Archbishop Maximus of the Central North.

In that temple, the Seventh Divine Knight of the Yenni sect, Gpeid.

Speaking of which, this Gpeid was also unlucky. After he failed to assassinate Maximus halfway, Maximus succeeded in reaching Tito. Naturally, he was severely punished by his superiors. And he was wounded that day with a sword from Maximus' Rhine, though not in the way. Just because Maximus was bound to pursue the assassination of the Pope after his arrival in Didu, he left Didu at the order of his superiors, so that Maximus could not find a chance to confront him.

Coincidentally, this task was skewed, coming to the town of Broken Back Mountain to maintain order when imposing religious taxes. It's just that he has bad taste, so he meets the White River sad star!

This Gpeid is also a Class 7 knight, and his strength is not too low! He's quite a master. Wounded that day by an alternate Knight Rhine under Maximus, he has been regarded as a disgrace and humiliation of his life. Today he is here to see a stranger mess, and suddenly he is angry. He has been eating and eating for many days, so he wants to vent here.

If it was someone else, maybe Dewey would have tried to save Maximus for his cooperation, but as soon as he saw that this guy was a Yenni, and had intercepted himself on the river, he immediately shut his mouth and decided to watch the play.

Gripped pulled out his sword, pointing to the White River and grieving anger: “Either you kneel down and lay down your sins, I will naturally tie you back for punishment! Or... today you dare to desecrate the gods, beneath the sword of the Holy Knight, face heresy, never show mercy! ”

White River looked at this guy grinningly and slowly shook his head: “Ridiculous... really ridiculous. What makes you think I blasphemed your gods? Strange! To be honest, if the Goddess of Light stood in front of me, I might still respect her a few points, but you... you little roars are interesting, I obviously despise you, and I do not despise your Goddess of Light. If you can't beat me, move the goddess out to scare people. ”

Gpeid was furious, he stopped saying anything, took a step forward and stabbed the sword in the past. He struck with fury, when there was really no mercy, the blade blade sounded, a silver fight flashed, and he looked very powerful.

The White River squeezed his lip away softly: "Well, that's kind of a doorway. ”

When I saw the sword in front of me and didn't hide, I stretched out my two fingers and gently pinched it, clamping the blade!

Gpeid was so shocked that he stabbed this sword so fast that he was caught by the other party at random. He couldn't help but feel immediately, knowing that he had met a strong enemy. It's just a pinch of each other's two fingers. No matter how hard he pushes, this blade will never be able to stab half way forward.

Gpeid's heart was shocked and angry, under the eyes of the public, his mouth even screamed, his arms pushed, his body fighting to the point of exhaustion, his whole body fighting actually hidden out the silk holy silver light, obviously has played it super level, but how he is stronger... don't say keep stabbing forward, even trying to pull the sword back, can't do it.

In the field, a level 7 samurai, flashing and fierce, was confronted by a seemingly weak white man.

The White River gripped Sword Feng and looked at each other suddenly and asked: "What level knight are you? ”

When he suddenly asked, Gpeid couldn't react in his mind and drank casually: “Grade 7. ”

“Well, it's hard to have a level seven like you.” When the White River was finished, he smiled slightly and suddenly let go of his two fingers quickly. Gpeid's entire body was struggling to push the sword forward. He suddenly let go of his hand and suddenly the whole person pounced forward.

At this moment, the White River was sad but his body flashed continuously. At this moment, he didn't seem to be fast, but he could swim blade and reach out his finger. He bounced several times over the blade. When he almost fell into his arms, he slipped slightly to the side and flew away. Then he pressed slightly on Gpeid's shoulder...

Pfft!!

Gpeid leaned back and bled out, his body hit the boxes of fundraisers, suddenly smashed the boxes into pieces, the silver coin copper plate in those boxes spilled all over the floor, and a good knight's sword in his hand, Tinker Bell, broke into seventy-eight pieces, landed on the ground.

Gpeid landed, suddenly inhaled, and his face instantly grew pale!

After decades of painstaking struggle in his life, suddenly there was nothing left. No matter how hard he moved, the sacred struggle he was supposed to handle, he could never make it any more!!

It turns out that at the moment when the palm of the White River was pressed against his shoulder, a fight had been forced into his body! How strong is the White River? Where can he resist a Class 7 knight? White River's sad fighting momentarily turned a circle in Gpeid's body. At this point, the Seventh Knight's decades-long struggle has been utterly defeated, with no trace left!

However, the White River sadness played a heart opportunity. When the other party's fighting spirit erupted, his fighting spirit took the opportunity to find out the luck route of this holy knight. The cultivation method of the holy fighting spirit, just like that, let the White River sadness peek at five or six points!

Though divine fighting is not so easy to learn from, what brilliant genius is the White River? With his wisdom, back on Snow Mountain, it is absolutely not impossible to restore a set of sacred doors to the cultivation of the evening with careful study!!

It's just that poor Gpeid, with all his good skills, was instantly wiped clean by the White River! I'm afraid even ordinary people are slightly worse at the moment.

The White River smiled softly, about to leave, and heard a thick and steady voice coming from the religious house: "Where did the evil man come from, hurt my knight, disrupt my ritual! ”

As soon as the voice fell, the doors of the religious centre opened and a clergyman with a black robe came out.

This man is about fifty years old, pointed chin, looks extremely thin, a pair of eyeballs is also very gray, looks as if he is blind, but there is an uncomfortable dullness between his eyebrows.

The man walked out and looked cold at the White River grief, lifting his arms, emitting two clusters of red light in his sleeve, two flames swept away towards the White River grief.

White River smiled softly: "Oh, what magic is this? ”

He retreated casually and was about to escape, but as soon as he moved, he felt as if the air around him was pressing toward him, and all the directions of his escape were crowded. And he laughed, “Well, that must be your magic. ”

The two flames reached him, the White River raised a pinky finger, so he hooked it. The two flames were immediately sucked by him on the tip of his finger, and instantly condensed into a little Mars. The smaller he sucked, the more he rolled his sleeve, he put it away, half left!

His flip was extremely easy, and the black clergyman was in shock! Gpeid on the ground glanced at the black clergyman coming out, and suddenly his face showed joy, his mouth bleeding, and he sighed: “Your Honor, this man... this man...”

Dewey can hear you clearly outside... Your Honor? Is it the chancellor of the temple?

If that's the case, this judge is from the Yenni faction too! Maximus was ambushed on the river, and these men did it in the name of the presiding judge!

Dewey's got a good guess. This man is the current presiding judge of the Temple of Light. Former Chief Justice Murray, a Mossadian, was killed by Hussein in the pursuit of Hussein. The incumbent took advantage of this position.

When the Yenni faction sought Maximus' life, and under the name of his presiding judge, Maximus would naturally peel in the temple upon his return to Tidu, and the Yenni faction simply let him leave the temple temporarily, so that Maximus could not testify.

The White River casually cracked his magic. The chief judge's heart was frightened, but he dared not stop, his arms trembled, words were read in his mouth, and a hidden and transparent wall appeared in front of him.

This magician is the same as the magician. He is not good at close combat. He was just a spell and did not harm each other. At this moment, the two of them are not far away. He still has other powerful spells that have not been carried out, but worried about the close attack of the other, quickly set up a defensive junction.

The White River looked in his eyes and took a step back. “Don't worry, I won't take the chance to hit you. What good spells do you have? I'm trying to see what the divine art of the Temple of Light looks like, even though it's done. ”

He had bamboo in his chest, but the presiding judge was even more frightened. After biting his teeth, he suddenly pulled off a sacred badge in his chest. After flashing in his hand, a silver glow appeared, and the sacred badge immediately illusioned into a staff of more than one person's height.

He dared not be lazy, holding the staff in his hands and singing a series of strange notes in his mouth. Seeing on this staff, the silver glow grew more and more holy and shining, allowing people to bathe in it. I couldn't help but create a soft comfort in my heart, I just wanted to be able to kneel down.

Even a lot of people in the distance around them sang hymns immediately, and more people crawled to the ground on the spot. The only ones unaffected are the White River and Dewey.

The White River looked sad: “Hmm... just a bit of a seductive technique. ”

The presiding judge suddenly raised his staff, and the mountain of silver light on the staff flashed in a circle of silver arcs and quickly put it over the White River. The White River stood still and did not hide, leaving the arc of light to fall around his body, dense and numb. After that presiding judge's practice, the light around the White River curved quickly, and the original soft light instantly turned to kill.

The White River swayed its sleeves casually and heard a whisper. A slice of the sleeve touched the arc of light and suddenly faded into a white light.

The White River was even more interested and could not help but “raze”.

“Crazy bastard, in the purifying holy light of my Goddess of Light, do not quickly and voluntarily plead guilty! ”

“Purifying?” The White River narrowed its eyes and looked carefully at the arcs of light around her body and suddenly hit a haha: “So it was just a mystery, and it deviated from such a frightening name. You pour it down to purify me and try. ”

“It's not your fault I'm cruel! Let this wicked man be judged by the Goddess of Mercy!” The presiding judge shouted, the staff pointed distantly at the White River, and suddenly the same light arc suddenly shrunk, all wrapped around the White River's sad body, suddenly he saw a white light, completely covered the White River's sad body in the light, he could no longer see his figure!

That light became extremely eye-catching when it slowly diminished from the sun, and when the light diminished, the white river sorrow in the field was gone!

“Humph, this man doesn't know where the madman came from. With a little strange magic, he came to the temple to provoke. Under the holy purification of my goddess, he has been wiped out completely!” The chief judge called out, just about to say two big words, and suddenly he heard a low voice in his ear, laughing: “Madness? I think you're the one who's really arrogant. ”

Suddenly, in the air around him, a white hand reached out and grabbed the chief judge's neck. With a bang, the presiding judge was grabbed by the neck and lifted, and the staff in his hand fell on the ground!

“No! Impossible!” The presiding judge struggled hard: “You… you…”

In the air, the sad shadow of the White River gradually appeared: “What's impossible? You're wondering why I wasn't purified by your purification technique? Or is it strange how I crossed your defensive boundaries silently and stuck it next to you? ”

The presiding judge only felt his neck gradually held tight. Although he struggled so hard, where could he say another complete word?

White River's sad mouth fell to his ear, and he whispered, “Dude, in your realm, where can you understand the true meaning of power? Goddess Purification It's a big joke! It's just an enchantment that disturbs people's minds, plus a slightly more advanced decomposition! What ‘purge’? This is bullshit! It's just decomposition. I changed my name, so I just blurted out. It's a bunch of gods! ”

After a pause, he faded again: "As for the defensive junction... tell you, poor thing. This defensive junction can be completely ignored for the true, powerful who understand power and the rules of time and space! Your defensive boundaries are nothing more than the air in front of you, and the real strong can even distort space at will! Your defensive junction, where can you stop space? ”

Finished, his fingers tightened more and more. The judge was terrified in his heart. He just felt a chill in his heart. There was only one thought left in his mind:

I'm dying today!

White River worried that his fingers had been tightened and suddenly his heart moved and he changed his mind. They threw him on the ground.

“This knight calls you the Presiding Judge. Are you the Presiding Judge of the Light Temple? Well, I'll ask you to do one thing for me and leave you one. ”

The White River took a step back. He looked at the presiding judge with great comfort. His smile was very calm: “Go back and tell your Pope that I am very interested in him. It is only a pity that I have not had time to visit him this time. I'd like to see him in the future if I can. Well, I hope he's safe, he's not ill, he's healthy, and when I go to him in the future, he'll show me the real magic, but don't let me down. ”

The Presiding Judge sat down and gasped. He looked up and looked at the White River in awe: "You! Who the hell are you? ”

The White River did not answer, his body disappeared into the air and instantly appeared beside Dewey, raising his eyelids and looking at Dewey: "Let's go. ”

He took two steps and suddenly turned around and said, “Are you hungry? ”

Dewey smiled bitterly: "I was hungry, but now that you're messing with this town, we're not going to eat. Let's go...”

The White River grinned at him: "You're smart, you didn't run away. ”

Dewey sighed: "Can I escape under your eyes? ”

The White River laughed and rolled over his horse, leaving first. Dewey drowned and had to ride behind him.

The two men left town and headed northwest. Dewey said immediately, "Mr. Bai, if you make such a scene, I'm afraid the Temple will send a Holy Knight's Regiment to chase us. ”

The White River shook its head, “No. In the temple of you Rolanders, if the Pope were a wise man, the presiding judge would go back and say," Naturally, he can judge my cultivation, and certainly not send those knights to chase it. "Even if I catch up, I'll just send some more people to kill me. He would not do such a thing, unless he came after me personally, which would make it possible to fight me, and besides, sending people to die. I don't think you're stupid enough to be pope. ”

Dewey sighed and suddenly said: "You were kind today, but you didn't kill anyone. ”

The White River faintly said, "These people in my eyes are just ants on the ground, stomping or not stomping, just between my readings. Not good or evil. Is it evil that you kill an ant on a daily basis?” After a pause, he glanced at Dewey again: “If you feel bored not to kill, I think it's only a matter of raising your hand to go back and kill them all for what you asked. ”

Dewey shrugged her neck: "Forget it! ”

But he immediately gave birth to a poison plot in his heart: "Mr. Bai, you are so powerful and proud. If you want to see a truly powerful magic, why not go directly to the temple to find the Pope? ”

The White River suddenly stopped and looked closely at Dewey. After a long time, the White River suddenly laughed hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, but laughed, but Dewey had some heart.

“Boy, you probably know me a little differently.” The White River is pointing its nose: “I am indeed proud. I admit that myself... but I'm not a fool, please keep that in mind! Along the way, before you play any tricks on me, it is also best to understand this!! Challenging the Pope is indeed something I would like to do, except that the Blue Hyatt guy should have told you that I can only use my body for up to 30% of my strength. I am proud, but with 30% of my strength to challenge the Pope of the Temple of Light, I have not necessarily surpassed his certainty. Besides, as a wizard king, how many big things are waiting for me to do, why do I have to do this stupid thing that goes deep into enemy caves? If I did that, it wouldn't be anger, not bravery, but recklessness and stupidity! I'm proud, but I'm not arrogant! Pope, I will naturally meet him later, but not now. ”

Dewey was panicked by his eyes, and when the White River turned around and continued to Mercedes, Dewey sighed in his heart and was forced to be a little depressed.

Yeah, the White River is shocking and stunning, such a talented monster, where is the fool who can provoke himself in three or two sentences?

Such a man, be it martial arts or witchcraft, is tough and doesn't seem to lack the opportunity! Besides, he's with the Blue Sea! Blue Sea scholars are versatile and how smart they are. The White River is not as bad as the Blue Sea in these miscellaneous fields, but it is not necessarily much worse than him!

This guy is not only powerful, but also definitely not the kind of reckless man who can be easily provoked! I can't think of anything worse!

(I know that this chapter was updated late, got to more than 2: 00 in the middle of the night, everyone was anxious, waiting hard, waiting angry.

I can't tell you anything. Something happened at my house today. Something specific, I can't say. Just trust me, I wouldn't jump for no reason if it wasn't for some special reason. I didn't get home till 12: 00 pm. I was exhausted and I struggled to make up for the update.

I really can't support it. Over the past few months, the state overdraft has been too strong. I'm not a speedy writer. I'm 8,900 words a day or nearly 10,000 words a day. How long have I been doing this? Three or four months? Now things are happening again, and I really can't spell them out.

Anyway, anyway, I promised you I'd do more every day before the end of the month. So this promise will be fulfilled no matter what. The chapter is now updated 12,000 words, although a few hours late, with only a few more updates. Did I do everything I said these days? Have I done everything I've said and danced in the last few months? Yes, I also took time off, but when did I take time off, I didn't make up for it afterwards?!

Two days before the end of the month, I will spell it out, even for my promises to you. Someone yelled at me in the book review area, I admit it. I didn't update it in time, scold me... Alas.

Actually, I'm kind of stupid. I usually update it all the time. How much does it say? A brain comes out. And all I promised was 8,000 a day. If I'd written more than 10,000 at those times and saved thousands, who would have said I was?

That's what I do all the time. I promise eight grand more, I get a little confused, I get a little bit hotter, I get ten grand more.

The result becomes: more updates, of course, less updates, must be made up for...

How do I dance to my readers? Is my heart sincere enough? Is my attitude professional enough?

Yeah, that's right. I spelled it like that, for a monthly ticket! For that damn monthly ticket bonus!

When I got home tonight, I was half tired and had to turn on my computer code. My wife couldn't bear to say, "Honey, we don't fight anymore, we make more money, we spend less money." When I heard that, I suddenly felt soft and soft.

I'm tired, people who want to curse, if you still want to curse, please continue, I don't have the spirit to continue to argue.

Dance, 02: 40 a.m.

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