Top Strong Cultivator as a Teacher Chapter 277: What to do
Zhou Qian just lay on the cross.
Her hands and his feet were all tied to the cross.
I don’t know what material the cross is made of. It looks like a bronze color with a rusty smell.
Zhou Qian’s face is very pale, but she doesn’t look hurt. I guess the Holy See doesn’t think it’s necessary to ravage her. Anyway, he’s going to burn her to death in the most cruel way. Rape can only make her suffer numbness.
The four people solemnly resisted Zhou Qian. The surrounding judges were all talking about something. Zhao Gangyu knew the transaction well, and naturally knew what they were talking about, so they read it together. Nothing exposed.
"This is a sinner!"
When Zhou Qian was carried in front of Belluka, Belluka raised his hand, pointed at Zhou Qian, and shouted, "She is the representative of the evil **** in the world. She wants to use his weak power , Come to fight with the great brilliance of my god, but she can only be purified by the brilliance of my god!!"
"Ah!!!"
Those kneeling beside the temple all looked up to the sky and shouted loudly.
Beluka continued to read some words there, but Zhao Gangyu squinted his eyes and noticed the surrounding situation.
Time passed by.
Beluka quickly finished all the righteous lines, and then the four big men carried Zhou Qian to the firewood pile in the center of the platform, and then inserted the cross on the firewood pile. intermediate.
At this time, Zhao Gangyu can really see Zhou Qian's face clearly.
Zhou Qian's face was very calm and determined.
She did not rush to grief because she was about to be burned to death in a moment. She seemed to be the Buddha who had seen everything in the world long ago. For her, burning torture might even be another kind of relief.
Zhao Gangyu This is the second time this relief has been seen from a person's face.
The first time it was on the face of a bandit.
"What else do you have to say, heretics!"
Caesar stood in front of Zhou Qian, holding a long sword, and pointed the sword at Zhou Qian's neck.
Zhou Qian looked at Caesar calmly and said, "One day, the world will discover the darkness in you, and you will eventually be swallowed by the darkness in you. I am waiting for you below." /
After finishing talking, Zhou Qian looked around everyone present.
When she saw Zhao Gangyu here, Zhou Qian paused slightly, but she quickly shifted her gaze.
"The brilliance of the dawn **** will eventually purify all the filthy things in this world. You wait and do it for yourself."
After speaking, Zhou Qian closed her eyes and stopped talking.
Caesar smiled, retracted the long sword into the scabbard, and then turned to Beluka and said, "Your Majesty, there is still one minute before the execution."
"Get ready."
Beluka nodded, then looked around.
There is no house higher than this temple in the surrounding area, and the house closest to the temple must be tens of meters away. Zhao Gangyu, is there really anybody here?
Zhao Gangyu looked at Beluka and Caesar expressionlessly. The best way right now is naturally to control Beluka, then hold Beluka and take Zhou Qian away from here. However, Zhao Gangyu can't make that determination. , Because in the quiet, he always seems to have a sense of crisis.
The sense of crisis stopped me and prevented me from controlling Beluka.
Zhao Gangyu believed in this sixth sense very much, because it was this kind of magical sixth sense that really saved him many times.
So there is no movement from Zhao Gangyu. He needs to wait for Niu Yinlong outside to make any movement before he can act.
In a blink of an eye, there are only thirty seconds left.
Zhao Gangyu is not arrogant or rash. Since Niu Yinlong said he would help him, he would definitely help him. It is useless to be anxious.
When only twenty-three seconds were left, there was a sudden muffled noise. From the outside, through the ground, it spread to the ground, the entire ceiling, and even some rubble fell because of the muffled noise. .
"What's the matter?!"
Beluka frowned and asked.
"Your Majesty, someone attacked the Pope Palace!"
A priest rushed to Beluka and said eagerly.
"Assault the Pope Palace?!"
Beluka looked at the priest in shock and said, "Who is it?"
"It's still unclear, but the opponent has a large number of soldiers. Our mercenaries have been completely retreated to the papal palace, suppressed by the opponent in a small area." The priest said.
"I will let someone go for reinforcements immediately."
Beluka ordered, "It must be Zhao Gangjun, Caesar, you bring a few judge priests, and some people below, go to the door to stop Zhao Gangjun. Remember, if there is no way to kill Zhao Gangjun directly, He is here!"
"Yes!"
Caesar took the order, and left with a few ruling priests.
Zhao Gangyu felt that his luck was not bad, at least Caesar didn't hate him when he smoked people.
As soon as Caesar left, there were only fifteen people left on the entire platform.
There are less than ten people, one is Beluka, one is Zhao Gangyu himself, four are carrying the cross, and there are nearly ten ruling priests.
"You can't give Zhao Gangyu too many incidents and execute him immediately." Beluka ordered in a deep voice.
"Yes, Your Majesty the Pope."
A man who looked like Caesar’s deputy bowed and took his orders. Then he walked to the side of the firewood and pulled out a stick tied with a cloth soaked in alcohol from the ground. Then the man lit the stick. Threw it at the firewood pile.
Zhou Qian looked at the burning wooden stick flying to her feet coldly, not sad or happy.
She has lost everything, and even her life is lost today. In her opinion, there is a feeling of completion.
No, it is not complete!
Zhou Qian suddenly appeared in her heart.
was the one who caused his family to ruin, but he didn’t hate him at all.
I don't know why, Zhou Qian always has that man's figure in her mind from time to time.
Zhou Qian sighed and cleaned up all the things in her mind. Then she looked at the burning stick, falling out of the pile of firewood, and then... was caught by a hand.
This hand appeared abruptly, so fast that no one could react.
Zhou Qian's pupils shrank sharply. She couldn't believe that the figure of that person appeared in her mind.
Is this a miracle?
Are you dreaming?
If it wasn't for her hands that couldn't move, Zhou Qian really wanted to reach out and pinch her face.
The man who reached out and grabbed the torch didn’t turn around like a hero and tell Zhou Qian that everything is me. He didn’t even look at Zhou Qian, but turned around and turned towards Beluka. Rushed over.
All this happened between the electric light and flint.
Beluka was a little surprised. What he was surprised was why the judgement priest suddenly rushed out. When he saw the judgement priest rushing towards him, he would understand something.
This person in front of me is Zhao Gangyu!
Beluka stared at Zhao Gangrong, although surprised, but not back!
He doesn't retreat, he must have something to rely on.
Zhao Gangyu knew he was dependent, but he had to rush.
Because it's very possible, success or failure will depend on this.
Zhao Gangyu’s speed is not unpleasant.
He was like a flash of lightning, and he rushed to Beluka with a swipe.
The flame of the torch in his hand did not seem to be able to keep up with Zhao Gangrong's speed, and he dragged a long fire dragon behind Zhao Gangrong.
Zhao Gangju reached out his hand and grabbed Belluka's neck.
Beluka still does not dodge.
Seeing that Zhao Gangyu was about to catch Belluka, suddenly, a sense of crisis suddenly sprang up from the bottom of Zhao Gangyu's feet, passed through his thighs, passed through his stomach, and entered his heart.
This sense of crisis made Zhao Gangrong's hairs stand up.
Zhao Gangyu turned his head and saw a man with the same mask as himself appeared beside him.
The man held a dagger and stabbed him in the wrist that grabbed Beluka.
Very fast! Soon if Zhao Gangjun didn't hide, he would inevitably cut his wrist with his dagger, and possibly even cut off his entire wrist.
There were no known methods flashed in Zhao Gangyu's mind, but none of these methods could enable Zhao Gangyu to keep his hands while catching Beluka.
So, Zhao Gangyu hid!
His hand moved an inch to the side.
The dagger fell through, and Zhao Gangrong’s hand was also empty.
When Zhao Gangyu changed hands to continue catching Beluka, the man with the golden mask was already standing between Beluka and Zhao Gangyu.
Zhao Gangyu narrowed his eyes and looked at the dagger.
It is a very strange dagger, blood red all over, but in that blood red ~IndoMTL.com~ is covered with golden veins like blood vessels.
Those veins exude a slight golden light, as if they have life.
The man with the golden mask gently tossed the dagger in his hand, looked at Zhao Gangyu, and said, "How do you want to die?"
Zhao Gangyu didn't speak, he counterattacked with action.
He stepped forward and came to the man with the golden mask, and then with a whip, swept towards the man with the golden mask.
Since there is no way to catch Beluka immediately, kill this person first!
The man with the golden mask easily escaped Zhao Gangrong's whip, and then immediately counterattacked.
The two people quickly played a hundred moves, and they were even on par!
This man with a golden mask is definitely a Z-rank existence. It is hard to imagine that such a Z-rank existence is just an ordinary judgement priest in the ruling temple!
The masked man’s dagger, like a ghost, appeared anywhere Zhao Gangjun hadn’t expected, and Zhao Gangjun was also very powerful. He perfectly dodged all the opponent’s attacks, and then he still had room to attack the opponent.
Just when Zhao Gangyu was confronting the masked man, the other ruling priests had also rushed up. They did not attack Zhao Gangyu, but surrounded Belluka among them.
there was an offensive from a masked man in front, and close to ten adjudicating priests guarded him in the back. Beluka’s safety factor is absolutely violent.
Zhao Gangyu frowned.
Me, what should I do?