Silent Crown Chapter 397: Devil’s Gate
"Ye Qingxuan, what you did is too extraordinary. ＞≧一Fiction ≥﹤≦﹤≤≤"
In the tuning instrument, an old voice came: "At this level, the school of secret guards can no longer be suppressed, and there will be a response from the Faith Department soon."
"If you can't hold it down, you don't have to press it."
Ye Qingxuan lowered his head and trimmed his nails.
The old voice stagnated, and immediately became suspicious: "Are you ready to face the anger of the holy city? No matter how clean your hands are, they will find you one day. None of us can have any influence on the investigation."
Ye Qingxuan couldn't help laughing: "Master Heisenberg, are you concerned about my safety, or are you worried about paying such a high price, but haven't cleared the door?"
Heisenberg was silent.
Ye Qingxuan folded up the short sharp knife and looked up at the tuner: "Don't worry, cooperate with me, just like you used to cooperate with the House.
Look, you need someone to carry the pot, and I need him to die. I believe that our cooperation will have a good result. "
"I hope so."
Heisenberg cut off communications.
Ye Qingxuan lowered his head, coughing violently, bloodshot flying from his fingers. Luo stretched her hand and pressed his back heart, his gasping sound was like an old bellows.
"Are you continuing to reconstruct music theory again?" Laura frowned: "You are too impatient."
"I know, Laura."
Ye Qingxuan waved his hand: "I will be cautious."
"Even if there is a sage's stone, the reconstruction of Xiaoyuan cannot be completed overnight. Now your body is in ruins. Those messy music principles don't need your life. Do you dare to reactivate them? "
"If I have to wait for the blood metabolism to complete, I will have to wait at least half a year."
Ye Qingxuan shook his head: "I have no time."
"Take a break."
Luo stretched her hand and gently rubbed the back of his head. Rarely, she said softly: "Little Ye Zi, what you have done is good enough. Don't put too much pressure on yourself."
Ye Qingxuan closed his eyes, leaned back a little, and leaned in Lola's arms as if he was an inch in the foot, enjoying this rare gentle treatment, after a long time, he said lightly:
"Lola, when she was so tender, she quietly used hints to modify her mind to a person who had no resistance? It's so horrible."
Lola's fingers stiffened for a moment, sighed, and the slightly raised tail finger returned to its original shape.
"Don't worry, I am sober."
Ye Qingxuan opened his eyes and said lightly: "Moreover, it is not only me who is under great pressure."
"I'm afraid now, Maxwell won't be able to sit still, right?"
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Angel, the Privy Council under the palace, was filled with smoke. Maxwell picked up the ashtray and dumped the mountain of cigarette butts into the trash can.
"Just enough, Maxwell."
Under the light, the minister looked at him with a low voice: "He has done a little too much. Although the Order is a neutral organization, according to the Fifth Amendment Act, all churches are directly under the jurisdiction of the Order and act in accordance with the Canon. .
What he did, legally speaking, is equivalent to invading the territory of a country. The holy city will not be left alone! "
"To be honest, I didn't expect him to do this."
Maxwell scratched his head and sighed softly: "But, young people. Who hasn't been crazy when they were young? Older gentlemen should understand and understand."
"Crazy?"
The minister was silent for a long time and sighed softly: "I'm just a little worried. Our future sword bearer... is not just crazy. To be honest, I regret signing the appointment letter for the sword bearer.
I knew that today, even if Her Majesty the Queen uses a seal, I firmly oppose him to take over your post. "
Maxwell rolled his eyes and said, "This is not how the hindsight is used. Besides, the sword in the stone is a perfect sword. He gets along well with the sword in the stone. Are you still worried that he is really depraved? Black musician?"
"Why not?"
Xiang took a deep breath of the cigarette, burning it to the tip of the finger, and spit out thick smoke: "So-called humans, isn't everything possible?
In this crazy world, saints known as perfect people will fall, let alone I wait for mortals? "
He raised his eyes and looked at the mural on the top vault, which was painted from the legendary battle of the kingdom of heaven. On the ceiling, the evil dragon fought against the knights, dyed the vermilion red, and lit the earth and heaven.
That is destruction.
In the secret scroll of the scripture, it says: The monster that will bring the end to the world-the dragon of disaster-was an angel next to the throne of God before the fall.
It is holy and majestic, and is known as the shining morning star and the vice-prince of heaven.
The more noble and firm angels are, the more crazily and terrifying the ********.
"Maxwell, you can open the devil's door for him, but if you want to close it, it's not that simple."
The minister squeezed out the cigarette, got up and left.
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On the deserted forest road, the froth-spitting horse was beaten by the coachman, pulling a straw cart violently and rushing forward.
Dark red, sticky blood dripped from the cowl, leaving a little scarlet trail along the way.
The driver wore a dirty coat and squatted his body. With the violent bumps of the carriage, the wound on the back of the hand holding the rein burst open, and the moist blood in the dried blood slowly pours out. Out.
"Master, we are almost there."
Colt's voice is hoarse, like sandpaper.
His chaos has been burned in half, and his once handsome face has been covered with scars and scorches, as if burned by a fire, the wounds healed are full of hideous, looks ugly like evil ghost.
No one can recognize this guy as a once-satisfied hero, more like ghosts and demons hidden in the cellar. Children will be scared to cry when they see it.
"It is only a few hours away from the station of the Knights Templar, that bastard, he will definitely pay for what he has done!"
There was no response from the grass cart.
The damp straw was a little dirty, almost dark red with blood. Master Philip lay in the straw, panting as hard as he could. One eye was already blind, and there was a hoarse voice in his throat.
He closed his eyes and prayed, but he couldn't even hear the sound of prayer. There was the sound of water in his lungs, and the vague murmur was like a roar of a beast.
Unconsciousness.
The artificially induced ground riots instantly destroyed the entire church and wiped out everything completely.
The riot of ether swallowed everything.
An entire elite army was ruined in one fell swoop.
No one thought that Ye Qingxuan's **** would be so bold! In spite of the dignity and anger of the holy city, he dared to ruin the church and dozens of faculty members in a despicable attack.
If it hadn't been for the moment the chapter of God's Punishment on Master Philip was activated and saved the lives of the two of them, perhaps they had already been burned to ashes.
Unfortunately, they are still alive.
Still alive...
The reason why they chose this path is not just because of secrecy, but because...this path is close to the residence of the Knights Templar.
The Knights Templar, who are about to return to the Holy City, are here for the final stationing and supply~IndoMTL.com~ It is only a dozen kilometers away from them. If Master Philip is in his heyday, it can even be there in an instant.
Ye Qingxuan dared to attack the church and slapped the holy city in the face, but even if he was frantic, Angelu would never support him in attacking the Knights Templar, even if facing only one part of it.
It is a huge monster constructed by the power of the nations. If you accept the order of destruction, it can turn thousands of miles of the country into scorched earth overnight.
No one wants this sword aimed at the monster to hang on his head.
At that time, Ye Qingxuan will have no choice but to use himself...
"Haha, hahahaha, hahahahaha..."
He grinned, grinned hoarsely, and smiled, then coughed violently, coughing up scarlet blood, and the blood fell on his chin, faintly depicting a grinning face.
Colt was stunned.
"Curse?" (To be continued.)