It was dawn, and after pulling it up, the first thing was to find Ke Ya, the guardian of the Holy Sword. But when she came to Ke Ya's room, he was no longer there. In confusion, she walked out of the hall again, but saw Ke Ya standing in the air with a sword on the long-stage platform. Her fighting spirit was shining, and a deep golden light was shining.

Wei La stopped and leaned against the stone pillar in front of the door with a smile, looking at the beloved little man. He was happy and relieved.

At this moment, Ke Ya was completely addicted to the practice. After he merged with the Holy Sword Man and Sword, he was constantly communicating his experience of swordsmanship. Before dawn, Ke Ya got up in high spirits. After using the Force, he found that he had entered the second level of the Sword Saint. In his joy, the Holy Sword told him why he had made such progress.

It turned out that yesterday, after Ke Ya risked his life to activate half of the angel's origin, his body could not bear the huge power that burst out from the origin. He must have leaked all his strength like the Great Saint, either die or become a person without any strength. But the blood of the female angel happened to stop all this. She is a natural angel, and the goddess of nature controls the vitality of all things in the world. The blood of the angel under her also has the function of continuing life and living human body.

The Holy Sword used this precious angel blood to preserve Ke Ya's force. Not only did it not leak, it entered the first level. However, the effect was not so fast at that time. Ke Ya slept for a night, and the angel blood gradually improved the various functions in his body, making every organ on his body reach the best state. So when Ke Ya came together, he found that his fighting spirit had turned into a dark golden color.

When he entered the second level of the Sword Saint, his use and understanding of the Holy Sword was different. So Ke Ya has been learning the method of using power that the Holy Sword told him.

Weila saw that Ke Ya was working hard, so she did not disturb him. She was just relieved. It seemed that he had recovered from yesterday's complacency and became the calm and focused guardian of the Holy Sword.

After looking for a while, Wei La was about to turn around to the clean room to wash his face. Suddenly, Ke Ya's body slid down in the air, stood in front of her, and said enthusiastically: "Great Saint, are you getting up?"

He smiled slightly and said, "Yes! Congratulations to Ke Ya, it seems that you have made progress again."

Ke Ya smiled and said, "The Holy Sword said, this is the credit of the blood of the natural angel. Otherwise, how could I reach the second level of the sword saint so quickly? By the way, what about that natural angel? Where was she locked up?"

Weila said, "She is now locked in the confinement room of the Holy Church. Since we captured her alive, she has been pretending to be dead and even refused to eat. I am afraid she wants to be loyal to her Lord God!"

Ke Ya said: "Is that so? She wants to die? How can that be done? The Holy Sword said that her blood is extremely useful to me. If I get hurt in the future, I only need a drop of her blood to save my life!"

Wei La was stunned for a moment, thought for a while, and nodded again, "Yes, naturally the blood of the angel can save lives. But if she wants to die, what can we do?"

Ke Ya pondered for a moment and said, "Great Saint, I'll go see her. No matter whether it's possible or not, I have to find a way to make her survive. It's not easy for us to catch a living angel, but we can't let her die easily."

The great saint curled his lips and said, "Whatever you want, it's your catch anyway, you can do whatever you like!"

Ke Ya was happy and bowed and said, "Thank you, the master, you're here!"

The confinement room of the Holy Church is at the very bottom of the main hall, which was originally used by those who made mistakes. It was Ke Ya's first time coming here. When she approached, she saw that it was a stone chamber with a thick iron gate blocking it. A swordsman guarding the door with a sword. When Ke Ya came over, he hurriedly bowed and said, "Guardian of the Holy Sword!"

Ke Ya nodded and said, "How is that natural angel? Does she still refuse to eat?"

The Apologist Swordsman said, "Yes, she doesn't even drink water!"

Ke Ya said oh, and said again: "Open the door, I want to see her!"

"Yes!" The swordsman of the apology immediately turned around and opened the thick iron door. Ke Ya walked in and saw that it was dark inside, and the light was very insufficient. It was extremely stuffy and the smell was very unpleasant. There was nothing in the room. Through the light at the door, the natural angel was huddling in a corner of the room without moving. His hands and feet were tied with ropes. The broken wings were wrapped around randomly with bandages, and it seemed that he had not been treated with care.

Ke Ya walked to the angel, squatted down, frowned and looked at her dirty body and the ropes on her hands and feet, thinking that although this was an enemy, her wings were broken now, and it seemed that there was no need to treat her like this? Besides, although she was a prisoner, she was a noble existence after all. It would be of great use in the future, so it was not advisable to abuse her like this!

The female angel was lying on the ground, her wings were still shaking slightly. The green skirt was already dirty, her eyes were closed tightly, and she looked very pitiful.

Ke Ya sighed, reached out her hand, condensed into a Qi sword with the Dou Qi, and gently cut off the rope tied to her hands and feet. Then she held her up and turned around and walked out of the confinement room.

The apologist at the door hurriedly said, "Guardian of the Holy Sword, are you going to take her away?"

Ke Ya stopped, pondered for a moment, and said, "Leave her to me, I will explain it to the Great Saint!"

Ke Ya is now the leader of the Holy Sect. The swordsman of the apologist dared not say much, so he had to say a word and bow and retreat. Ke Ya continued to walk out, and accidentally lowered her head. He happened to see the female angel opening her eyes, looking at herself in confusion. As soon as Ke Ya looked at her, she immediately closed her eyes again and continued to pretend to be dead.

Ke Ya smiled and said softly: "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you. Your wings must be very painful? I'll find someone to treat you well, okay?"

The angel did not answer, but closed his eyes tightly and said nothing. Ke Ya didn't care, so she carried her to the Holy Desert Temple and found Master Fanniya. He told her to apply medicine and bandage her wounds and broken bones, wash her body and change her clothes.

After Fanniya received the order to take over the female angel, Keya went to the kitchen and gave an order, asking the chef to make some soup. Finally, Keya grabbed the holy sword inserted behind her, and merged with the other person's sword and asked it: "Holy sword, is there any way to make this angel submit to us and no longer believe in her Lord God?"

The Holy Sword said: "This... is so difficult! Angels are usually created by God, and their souls only belong to their own Lord God. Unless you can possess her soul, they will never betray the Lord God!"

"Then... how can I possess her soul? I want to take her as a slave now and be loyal to me in the future. In this way, she can not only contribute to our goddess, but also her blood can save my life at any time. This angel is so useful, I don't want to give up!"

"Own her soul? I don't know what to do. Maybe the goddess will know, so why don't you ask her!"

"Is that true?" Ke Ya thought for a while, and then said, "Okay! I will ask!"

Not long after, the soup was boiled. Ke Ya personally brought it back to the Holy De Temple. At this moment, the female angel had finished the wound, washed it clean, and lying on Fanniya's bed with a white robe. After Ke Ya came in, he signaled Fanniya to go out first, then sat next to the angel, stirring the slightly hot soup with a wooden spoon, while looking at the angel with a closed eyes, he smiled softly: "Hi! My name is Ke Ya, what's your name?"

When the female angel heard this, she simply turned her head and ignored her. Ke Ya was not angry, scooped up a spoonful of soup, put it next to her mouth and blew it gently. But her eyes were staring at the angel.

After washing her body, Ke Ya found that this angel was so beautiful that it made people's heart beat. Her skin was white, her eyebrows were curved, and her eyelashes were long and very beautiful. Her nose was pointed and straight, and her small mouth was soft and cute. If it weren't for the blood on her lips, it would really make people feel the urge to kiss her and taste it.

Ke Ya couldn't help but sigh in her heart, why are angels always so beautiful? Such a lovely existence really makes people reluctant to give up. Taking her as a slave and taking it for themselves is the best way! In this way, the Holy Church not only has a powerful helper, but also has great benefits for herself, so why not do it?

Thinking of this, Ke Ya smiled and gently used her lips to test the temperature of the soup in the wooden spoon. When she felt it was right, she said gently: "Are you hungry? How can you not eat? Come on, open your mouth and drink some soup to nourish your body!"

As he said that, he handed the spoon to her little mouth and gently pressed it against her soft lips. The angel immediately pursed his little mouth tightly and turned his head desperately, but refused to cooperate.

Ke Ya had no choice but to withdraw her hand and sighed: "It doesn't matter if you don't eat, but your injury won't get the nourishment of your body, but it's not that easy. You shouldn't want to have such beautiful pairs of wings, and you can never stretch them again?"

The female angel suddenly opened her eyes and said hatefully: "If you want to kill, kill! Why be so hypocritical? My wings were cut off by your sword? If your wings were broken, why are you talking about stretching?"

Ke Ya stretched out her hand and gently stroked the feathers on her broken wings, saying, "At that time, we were fighting each other with life and death. If we didn't cut off your wings, how could I defeat you? But I will find a way to restore you, and ensure that it is exactly the same as before, and can definitely stretch and fly!"

The female angel snorted, closed her eyes again, and said, "No need! Since I have fallen into your hands, I will kill you and cut you as much as you want. I can't imagine what kind of information I want from my mouth!"

Ke Ya smiled and said, "Can you have any information? Your actions have completely failed, and almost all the strong men have been destroyed by us. Even if your God sends God to come down, we have the confidence to defeat everything. Do you know why? Because we are the party of justice, and our battle is upright!"

The female angel opened her eyes again and opened her mouth in discontent. Ke Ya suddenly put the wooden spoon in her hand into her little mouth when she opened her mouth.

The angel was in a hurry to spit out the soup, and a spoonful of soup had flowed into her mouth. Just as she was about to spit it out, Ke Ya's fingers had already held her chin, and she raised it a little, and with a gurgle, the soup was swallowed helplessly by her.

The female angel was so angry that she had made up her mind not to eat anything from the Holy Goddess Church, but she simply starved to death. Unexpectedly, this man who cut off her wings was so cunning and lied to speak, but she forced the food into her to force it!

She was angry and regretful, and her face flushed and closed her mouth tightly again. Her eyes glared at the person, and she made up her mind again. No matter what he said, she would never speak!
Chapter completed!