The next morning, Tang Feifan was awakened by the noise outside, while Outrere and Dolang were still sleeping soundly. Tang Feifan put on his clothes and went out to see, and saw that many people in the inn were gathering downstairs, surrounding the saints, all of whom looked pious and full of desire.

The bishop waved his hand and left with three saints, followed by a group of believers. It seems that there are not many people now, but give them some time, and then maybe the entire city of Bru will become his believers and serve him. Not only will the three of them be in danger, but the entire people of Bru will be deceived by the saints and become their slaves.

Tang Feifan clenched his fists secretly and must have dealt with this group of people in the near future.

But suddenly, he noticed one thing, that is, there were only three saints who had just left, and there was one? Tang Feifan smiled, and the rest was the one he shot at the night before, and should be healing now. The others went to the government office, and the consul was a little cowardly and did not dare to make a decisive decision. Tang Feifan asked them to meet and forced him to make a decision. Even if he passed the perfunctory this time, the saints would not tolerate it anymore. No matter what, the government office would definitely make a decision and would not compromise.

Since the saint Taoist priest is still there, he can take the opportunity to solve one. Although it increases the risk of his exposure, one can be missing. Then, Tang Feifan went back to the house and sat on the bed thinking about what method to kill him, which can also reduce others' suspicion about him.

After a while, Outrere and Doron finally woke up, and Tang Feifan told them what he had seen before.

"What do you want to do?" said Outlet.

"You go out with me later, and then I will come back and kill him. You, Duolang, hide in the house, don't make any noise. When Outlet said yesterday, a saint priest was also on the side. I'm afraid he might be curious, but don't worry, I will come back soon, even if he finds you, I can kill him." Tang Feifan said.

"Don't worry, even if he comes in, I will delay time and wait for you to come back." Duolang said.

"good."

Then, Outlet and Tang Feifan went out, and Tang Feifan heard him shouting: "I saw that they were all out just now. I don't know what to do. Let's go and have a look."

"What should I do if Dodi?" Outlet said worriedly.

"Don't worry, we'll go back and buy some medicine by the way, it's okay." Tang Feifan said.

Then they went out together. At this time, the room opposite Tang Feifan opened the door, and a saint Taoist priest with a cloth bandage in his hand walked out, watching Tang Feifan and Outlet leave, then turned their eyes to the opposite door, and their eyes flashed, and after a while, they closed the door.

After leaving the house, Tang Feifan and Outlet did go to the government. People were discussing along the way. Many people went there. Even if they were not standing on the side of the Saint Taoist, they wanted to see the fun.

After arriving at the government office, I saw many people standing at the door of the government office, all of whom were blue. In front of them was a purple-clothed bishop and three saints. The confrontation with them were more than a dozen soldiers at the door. A series of footsteps came quickly, and a middle-aged man in an official uniform walked out and said, "What do you want to do?"

"Don't get angry at first, sir," the bishop said lightly: "We are from the Holy Abbey of Noch in the north, and I am Bishop Quini."

"Bissary?" The consul's face changed. He naturally had heard of the third Bishop Noqi, who was the top master. He could fight against more than a hundred soldiers alone, which was very powerful.

"I wonder what Bishop Quini is going to come to my city of Bruce?" said the consul.

"Actually we want to ask you for a favor." Quinni said: "A traitor ran out of our Holy Abbey of Nochi. He deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors, which was very bad. The Deer God ordered him to be captured, and he was in the city of Bru."

"That's your business. As long as he has not done anything evil in the city of Bru, we will not arrest people randomly." The consul's face was gloomy, and this sentence had already shown his position.

"He even dares to kill God's servants, so the people in your city are also quite dangerous. He is a demon!" Quini said, and turned behind him.

Someone behind him immediately shouted, "Please save us, Lord Chancellor."

When a sound came out, many such sounds came out one after another, and a wave of sound soon formed.

The consul's face changed again. He did not expect that in just one day, so many people followed these saints' footsteps. If they were given some more time, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Seeing this, Tang Feifan gently patted Outlets and took advantage of the situation being a little confused and slipped away.

At this time, Duolang was resting in the house. Although this boring life was annoying, his current situation was very dangerous. If it was revealed, it would be very likely to be exposed.

But he suddenly raised his head and looked at the door vigilantly, because he heard the footsteps. Although they were not heavy, there were not many people in the inn now, which was very quiet, so he could hear them, and he was also a martial arts practitioner. He quickly lay back on the bed and covered himself with a quilt.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and then the sound disappeared, and after a while, the door was pushed open. A tall and burly man walked in with a cold look.

He looked at the figure on the bed and slowly approached, and the veins on his hands were swelling.

Duolang was very nervous, but the more he was like this, the less he could not panic. He closed his eyes, tried to calm himself down, and pretended to be asleep.

The Saint Priest slowly approached, stood in front of Doron's bed, and whispered: "Hey."

However, Duolang did not respond, as if he was asleep, but Duolang was sleeping with his body on his side, and his head and quilt covered his face. He could not tell if this was the person he was looking for, but he felt that there was definitely a problem with this person. How could a person who was seriously ill and about to die sleep on his side?

So the saint grabbed a corner of the quilt and slowly lifted it. However, when it was halfway through, it could not be lifted because Duolang's arm tightly clamped the quilt.

The Saint Taoist's face changed, and he quickly let go of his hand, turned into a big palm and slapped Duolang. Duolang was prepared for a long time, immediately rolled aside, sat up, and showed his face.

"It's you!" The Saint Taoist priest looked blue and his eyes were fierce, and he said, "Do you die!"

The Saint Taoist priest didn't say much nonsense, and turned his body and kicked it. However, Duolang was also a martial arts practitioner. Although he was not as good as the Saint Taoist priest, he also had the power of resistance, so he jumped up immediately and jumped out of bed.

Then the two began to fight each other. Although Duolang's injuries had not healed and his martial arts were not strong, he could still fight with the Saint Taoist priest for more than ten rounds, because the Saint Taoist's hand was penetrated by an arrow, and now he still had a burst of pain when he tried, so he could not achieve real strength.

At this time, Tang Feifan also came back. Seeing that the door of his room was open, he rushed in and saw that the Saint Taoist priest and Duolang were fighting together.

Tang Feifan gave Duolang a wink. The latter understood the truth and did not change directions when facing the Saint Taoist priest. In this way, Tang Feifan was always behind the Saint Taoist priest. Moreover, because of their fight, it was difficult for the Saint Taoist priest to notice that there was another person behind him.

It’s not appropriate to kill people here, so Tang Feifan rushed up in an instant. The saint Taoist heard the wind behind him and turned around. When he turned around, Tang Feifan had already appeared in front of him and smiled.

Then his chest hurt, and his eyes went dark and he fell to the ground. It turned out that Tang Feifan hit his chest with a palm, controlling his strength, and knocking the latter fainted, but he would not die.

At this time, Duolang breathed a sigh of relief and climbed onto the bed exhausted. The experience just now was quite thrilling.

"Are you okay?" Tang Feifan asked.

"I'm fine." Duolang shook his head, his face flushed, it was supposed to be caused by the fight just now.

Tang Feifan closed the door, looked at the Saint Taoist priest for a while, then jumped out of the window with the Saint Taoist priest in his arms. At the same time, the Tangmen's flying claws on his waist flew out, grabbed the window ridge, and then he landed steadily on the ground.

Now most people in the city go to the government office to watch the fun, so Tang Feifan is unlikely to be seen. He dragged the Saint Taoist priest into an uninhabited alley. It was very dirty and almost no one was willing to come here. Tang Feifan threw it here and pointed it on his forehead with both fingers. Under the impact of the true energy, the Saint Taoist priest died in a fainting.

Then Tang Feifan left.

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