The soul-eating imp is the most lethal imp he cultivated.
They are very aggressive, extremely fast, and almost pervasive. They can eat away a person's soul completely in a very short period of time!
Even a martial arts master would be unable to defend himself if he were attacked by a dozen ghost imps at the same time!
"Dare you attack me? I will let your soul be eaten away and you will experience the most extreme pain in the world!" The bishop looked sternly and glared at Fang Yu.
"Soul-eating imp?"
Facing the dozen or so soul-eating imps that were attacking, Fang Yu raised his eyebrows and a burst of aura erupted from his body.
The light red energy enveloped Fang Yu's body.
"Chirp..."
The dozen or so soul-eating imps rushed forward and when they touched Fang Yu's true energy, they were instantly burned into white energy and let out bursts of screams!
Seeing this scene, the face of the bishop standing not far away changed drastically!
Why!?
Fang Yu's true energy can actually burn the soul-eating imp!?
how did you do that?
Seeing a dozen soul-eating imps flying to Fang Yu's body like moths to a flame to die, the bishop's heart started to beat fast.
He knew that the young man in front of him was different from what he expected.
This person... is not something he can deal with!
Thinking this, the bishop glanced angrily at Huang Deming who was hiding aside.
Damn Huang Deming!
How dare you be so smart as to bring back such a great god!
"I don't have time to play with you anymore. I'll give you one last chance to remove the mark on her body." Fang Yu said coldly.
The bishop turned pale and nodded: "I can restore her consciousness."
He knew very well that if he refused again, Fang Yu would kill him without hesitation.
…
The bishop came out with a white bowl filled with clear water.
This is holy water.
"As long as she drinks this bowl of water, she will regain her consciousness." The bishop glanced at Ji Rumei, his eyes full of surprise.
Fang Yu took the bowl of water, observed it, and asked, "Is it okay to just drink this bowl of water?"
"Yes," said the bishop.
Fang Yu squinted his eyes and looked at the bishop.
The bishop's heart skipped a beat.
Has it been discovered?
He does still have some thoughts.
This bowl of holy water contains his blood.
If Ji Rumei drinks it, he will indeed be able to regain his sanity. But his mark will still be left on Ji Rumei's body. From then on, Ji Rumei's life and death will depend on his thoughts, and he can only obey his orders.
Order.
All the congregants in this church drank this holy water and obeyed his orders.
And he himself also drank the holy water given to him by his superiors and obeyed his orders unconditionally.
This is a set of class norms within the Wushen Cult.
Fang Yu didn't say anything, but when he saw the slight change in the bishop's expression, he knew that this bowl of so-called holy water was definitely not that simple.
Fang Yu directly stretched out his hand, grabbed the bishop's neck, and lifted him up.
The bishop felt suffocated and struggled desperately.
Fang Yu's eyes were cold and he said: "You'd better tell me all the facts, otherwise, I will kill you without hesitation."
"I said, I said...please don't kill me, don't kill me..." The bishop turned purple and begged loudly for mercy.
Fang Yu threw him to the ground.
The bishop breathed heavily and explained the matter.
After that, he brought out a new bowl of holy water.
There is no human blood in this bowl of holy water.
Its function is to remove the marks on the soul.
Fang Yu gave Ji Rumei a bowl of holy water to drink.
After drinking it, Ji Rumei's eyes regained clarity. When she saw Fang Yu in front of her, she said, "Mr. Fang..."
But before she even finished her sentence, she closed her eyes and passed out.
Fang Yu knew that this was a normal phenomenon.
Any operation on the soul will cause the soul to be temporarily weak, not to mention Ji Rumei's soul is so fragile.
Fang Yu picked up Ji Rumei by the waist, looked at the bishop coldly, and said, "Last question, what is your relationship with the Xuanming Clan?"
The bishop looked pale and said with blank eyes: "I, I have never heard of the Xuanming Clan..."
Fang Yu squinted at the bishop to confirm that he was not lying.
Is the similarity between the Xuanming Clan and the Witch God Cult really just a coincidence?
Fang Yu didn't think it was a coincidence.
There must be some relationship between the two.
It's just that the level of the bishop in front of me is too low and I can't even get in touch with him.
Fang Yu didn't say anything more, hugged Ji Rumei, turned and left.
After walking out of the courtyard door, Fang Yu thought for a while, turned back again, and looked at the so-called church.
The Witch God Cult specifically seeks out mortals to control their minds and seek benefits.
Such a pope is considered a cult.
It would be okay if they didn't offend Fang Yu.
But since they have been provoked, Fang Yu will naturally not let them go easily.
Fang Yu stretched out his right palm and pointed it at the building in front of him.
A powerful breath burst out from his hands, and a ball of true energy blasted towards the church in front of him!
"Boom!"
The whole building collapsed!
The statue at the top fell down!
Inside the church, the screams and screams of Huang Deming and the bishop rang out.
Fang Yu ignored him at all, hugged Ji Rumei, and turned to leave.
…
It was almost midnight at this time.
This area is in the suburbs, there are no street lights, and there are no vehicles on the road.
Holding someone in my arms, I didn’t know how long it would take to walk until I reached the city where I could intercept a taxi.
Fang Yu lowered his head and glanced at the sleeping Ji Rumei, and his heart twitched slightly.
It's so similar, so similar.
Why is it so similar?
Forget it, in this vast world, Fang Yu just met her!
This made Fang Yu have to believe in fate.
After looking at Ji Rumei twice, Fang Yu overlapped her figure with that woman's figure again.
Fang Yu gradually became a little distracted.
But he quickly came to his senses and sighed.
It doesn't matter how similar they look, they are still two completely different people and have nothing to do with each other.
Fang Yu stopped thinking about it, looked at the empty surroundings, and decided to run back.
Just think of it as a walk after midnight snack.
With a kick of his feet, Fang Yu galloped forward.
…
Just as Fang Yu was galloping, Ji Rumei in his arms opened her beautiful eyes, probably disturbed by the whistling wind.
Seeing Fang Yu's cheek so close and the strange angle of view, Ji Rumei suddenly woke up.
"Fang, Mr. Fang..." Ji Rumei said.
"Oh. You're awake. You'll be back in the center of Jianghai soon." Fang Yu lowered his head and glanced at Ji Rumei, and said calmly.
Ji Rumei looked around and realized that she was being held in front of her by Fang Yu.
And Fang Yu was running forward quickly, faster than an ordinary car!
However, what Ji Rumei cared about was not the speed, but Fang Yu in front of her.
She... was actually lying in Fang Yu's arms.
This was the first time she had such close contact with a man since she was a child.
Ji Rumei's face felt hot and she soon blushed.
"By the way, where is your home?" Fang Yu lowered his head and asked.
"In the Linhai villa area..." Ji Rumei replied softly.
"Linhai villa area? I don't know the way." Fang Yu was stunned and said.
Soon, Fang Yu stopped and put Ji Rumei back on the ground.
At this time, they were standing at the door of Lijiang Community.
"Ask your men to pick you up, or take a taxi back." Fang Yu stretched and said.
"Okay, okay." Ji Rumei's face turned red, she was still in her previous shy state, and her voice was as thin as an ant.
"When you go out in the future, remember not to look at what others hand you." Fang Yu reminded again.
Only then did Ji Rumei remember what happened tonight, and her face changed slightly.
She had lost consciousness from the moment she met a middle-aged woman after paying the bill at the hot pot restaurant.
After waking up, it was the scene of being held in Fang Yu's arms.
"I'll tell you what exactly happened when I get the chance." Fang Yu said, "I carried you for more than 20 kilometers and I'm really tired... To be honest, you're quite heavy."
Fang Yu's words were like a sharp arrow that penetrated into Ji Rumei's heart, causing her face to change drastically.
"Mr. Fang, I, I...I'm sorry." Ji Rumei lowered her head and said, biting her red lips.
"Uh... I'm just joking, you don't have to take it so seriously." Fang Yu scratched his head when he saw Ji Rumei's reaction.
Ji Rumei wanted to say something else, but at this moment, there was a crisp sound of high-heeled footsteps nearby.
Fang Yu turned his head and saw Li Xiaomo, wearing a black work uniform, walking towards him.
"Mr. Fang, I've been waiting for you all night. I wonder if you have time now to talk to me?" Li Xiaomo said with a smile on his face, gently bending down and bowing to Fang Yu.