The Dark King

"Please?" Du Dean snorted, Yu Guang saw that several figures rushing out of the castle had gathered together, knowing that today was hard to stop, his mind turned, said: "Your inner wall area invites people in a very special way."

Francis smiled slightly, "For special people, using a special invitation method, this is our style of acting, and please cooperate with Mr. Du."

Du Di'an said: "Are you being a captivity, don't forget, I'm still the golden knight in the palace of knights. I want you to go back with you. Please show me my hand."

"It's windy here, if you want to see your hand, let's go back to your castle to see it." Francis chuckled: "Mr. Du is best not to try to escape, you have already hit my'Magic Frost Snake Venom', if there is no me Your antidote, you will soon die."

Du Di'an narrowed his eyes. Although his eyes were still fixed on Francis, Yu Guang had already seen the wound on his left hand. Through the fluoroscopy, he could see a thin ice crystal under the wound on the shoulder of his left arm. The transparent venom spit out did not spread in the shoulder, but... it was frozen into ice!

At some point, the harm seems to turn into a benefit.

Du Di'an suddenly thanked himself for his "ice blood", he said quietly, "I will go with you, but the temple and the knight palace must be known about the forced arrest of me. Otherwise, I doubt your identity. Is it a person in the inner wall, or a villain in the dark church posing."

Francis seemed to have expected this, and smiled lightly, making a "please" gesture.

Du Dean immediately followed them back to the castle, and both Graely and Genius were surrounded by several other saints and returned to the castle together.

As soon as he entered the hall, Du Dean saw a young saint standing in the armored platinum armor, wearing a standard armor like Francis, a black scabbard on his back, and a straight posture.

Beside this young saint, Cage sat down on the sofa with Nicotine, Macon, and others. When he saw Du Dean's moment, a few people were taken aback. Macon hurriedly stood up and said: "Dean, run, they are here to catch your!"

Boom!

The young saints in the living room flicked their legs and kicked on Macon. Macon suddenly flew out of the sofa, hit the wall fiercely, coughed up a blood, and passed out on the spot.

Du Di'an's vision can clearly see that the ribs on his chest are broken four or five instantaneously. Obviously, this is the result of the saint youth's attention, otherwise this leg can cut Macon's body in two!

Despite this, he still felt a bloody anger and murderous intent, stepping on the sole of his foot, the whole body of blood was surging like burning, snarled, rushed out like a shell in the place, and punched the saint with a punch. The chest of the youth.

The saint youth's face changed, and he hurriedly raised his hand to block it.

Whoosh!

Du Di'an's fist banged on his arm, and his strong anger made him try his best. This is also the first time he got a full shot after getting the ripper's magic mark!

With a loud bang, the fist hit the arm sleeve of the arm, and the platinum sleeve suddenly buckled and deformed. The saint youth's face changed suddenly, and he just wanted to pull back. The arm had come in severe pain, and the body suddenly flew out. Crashed hard on the back stairs, clattered several times, smashed the wooden staircase into pieces, and fell into a tumultuous dust, the whole body dust, extremely embarrassed.

"stop!"

Francis shouted behind.

Du Di'an's eyes were full of murderous intentions, and his anger filled him with the urge to kill, but reason still restrained his pace, because he knew that if he really killed all the saints present, he would definitely Will face the full blow of the monastery in the inner wall area, which is not what he can bear now, can only endure!

Whoosh!

A figure was drawn from behind Francis, holding up the young saint in the broken wooden board. There was a trace of blood in the corner of the mouth of the latter. The neatly combed blond hair was scattered, stained with sawdust and dust, quite embarrassed, his face full of anger, backhand grip Holding the hilt on his back, he wanted to counterattack Dudian.

"Stop it!" Francis shouted again.

The saint youth gave him a glance and gritted his teeth to let go.

Du Dean's eyes burst into coldness, glanced coldly at the saint's youth, and said to Greeley behind him: "Go and see Macon."

He couldn't move, and Francis and several other saints around him had surrounded him and moved him around.

"Yes." Graely flicked her figure, quickly grabbed it in front of Macon, hugged it, stretched her hand to lightly touch his chest, and said to Du Dean: "Several broken ribs."

"First stabilize the injury." Du Dean said.

Grely nodded and undressed Macon in a coma.

Du Dean turned and said to Francis: "This is the behavior of your saints? Casually innocent civilians?"

Francis withdrew his gaze from the saint youth and saw Du Di'an full of angry questions, frowning slightly, and said indifferently: "We are only cautious, not to mention that he takes the initiative to do things, you are now a suspect of colluding with the dark church, he gave it back If you report it, it is the crime of assassination, and it would be good not to kill him on the spot!"

Du Di'an said angrily: "Even if I am a suspect, even if he is sheltering me, according to the law, it will not be treated like this!"

"Generally not." Francis smiled indifferently, "but as you said, he is just a civilian, not the so-called nobleman here. A small civilian dare to cover up the criminal suspect and did not kill him on the spot. , It's already giving you face."

Du Di'an heard what he meant. The strictness of the law depended on the identity of the object, which made him feel resentful, and when he returned to his original ignorance of ignorance, he was taken to the castle by the two hunters to check his physique. At that time, I hated this damn feeling.

"What do you mean?" Du Dean suppressed his anger and did not continue the topic.

"This is our Medal of Identity." Francis smiled slightly, took out a medal and handed it to Du Dean, said: "This Medal can prove our identity, as for the oracle? Sorry, we come to the outer wall to get people, we have only spoken, not Hand oracle."

Du Dean's face sank and his eyes flickered suddenly. He took the medal that Francis was about to take back. He looked carefully, and looked at it all over.

Francis and others saw Du Dean's movements for a moment, and they could not help laughing.Francis laughed: "Don't watch it, it's absolutely true, it's truer than gold!"

Du Dian watched it for a moment and handed it back to him, but he already remembered all the details of the medal in his mind.