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Chapter 947 What kind of missionary method is this?

Bang!

The dragon-slaying sword struck directly on the coffin.

The coffin fell apart instantly.

The next second.

A strange light flashed out.

Ye Huan also saw clearly what was in the coffin.

That is a jade treasure chest.

this……

Ye Huan looked strange.

The spiritual power does indeed emanate from the treasure chest.

So he picked up the dragon-slaying sword again and slashed directly at the treasure chest.

Bang!

The jade treasure chest shattered instantly.

Another strange light lit up.

A palm-sized wooden box appeared in front of Ye Huan.

Seeing this scene, Ye Huan almost cursed.

Hold the grass!

Just playing with matryoshka dolls here.

Cut open a box, and there's another box. Isn't this a matryoshka doll or something?

So Ye Huan has already decided.

If the box is opened and there is still a box inside, he will throw the thing into the sea again.

Even if there were any rare treasures in it, he wouldn't want them.

Because he doesn't like to be played with!

Ye Huan picked up the box.

Pull hard with both hands.

Just hear a click.

The box was opened directly.

But what appeared in Ye Huan's eyes this time was no longer a small box, but a palm-sized, shining black humanoid stone statue.

What is this?

Ye Huan was slightly surprised.

It's a pity that the real world can't be like the n world, where you can know what something is called and what its attributes are when you pick it up.

Even if you are jealous of money.

There is no way to identify what this thing is.

So there was nothing Ye Huan could do.

You can tell what this is at a glance.

It's just the spiritual power emanating from the black stone statue.

It means this is no ordinary thing.

There is a strange smell coming from this thing.

This breath made Ye Huan feel slightly uncomfortable.

Forget it, forget it.

Let’s keep the things we finally picked up.

I don’t know what kind of lunatic would put something like this in the coffin.

How wicked!

Rested for a while.

Ye Huan set sail again.

He opened his wings and flew into the sky. After locking the direction, he flew towards the lighthouse country.

Lighthouse country.

Lord Dog, here I come.



Entering the Lighthouse Country.

Ye Huan just found a place and landed.

Then he dialed Angela's phone number.

Ye Huan had already contacted Angela last night.

And he has basically determined that Pope Arthur is Angela's father.

"Brother Huan, are you here?"

"Angela, I have arrived in the Lighthouse Country."

With that said, Ye Huan sent his specific location to Angela, and then waited there.

to be honest.

This is Ye Huan's first time going abroad in real life.

So I can't help but be very curious about the things around me.

Just as he was looking around.

The voices of some Lighthouse people came from the side.

Ye Huan is not very good at understanding Dengtao Mandarin.

I can only understand roughly.

What those people seemed to be saying...it's him! Come on, come on!

"What are you looking at me for?"

Ye Huan was confused.

At this time he completely forgot one thing.

That is his influence in the n world.

It can also be said that it is.

Out-of-circle index.

Ye Huan was astonished.

The group of people from the Lighthouse Country walked towards this direction.

In the spirit of international friendship.

Ye Huan was ready to say hello to this group of people.

But the next second.

Ye Huan's pupils dilated rapidly.

I saw someone in this group of Lighthouse people taking out an AK47.

"Happy dog ​​must die!"

The man spoke in Longguo dialect with his feet turned, and pulled the trigger directly towards Ye Huan.

"Hold the grass!"

Ye Huan directly held a piece of grass!

He didn't expect that his friends from the Lighthouse Country would be so "enthusiastic"!

Bang bang bang...

The moment the gunfire rang out.

Ye Huan disappeared on the spot.

The God Walk moves short distances in reality.

It's no different from teleportation.

But even though he dodged the first wave of bullets.

But Ye Huan didn't dare to stay longer.

Bullets don't have eyes.

He doesn't want to take a bullet.

He ducked behind a big tree.

Ye Huan re-activated his invisibility and disappeared behind a big tree.

At the same time, Ye Huan also understood something.

Those guys just now.

He should have recognized himself.

It is estimated that they are also n-world players and have been tricked by me.

"Damn! If I didn't want to cause trouble in reality, I would kill you directly!"

Ye Huan cursed in his heart.

He really doesn't want to show his strength blatantly in the real world.

So just now he just dodged the bullets and did not attack those people.

It's a coincidence.

Ye Huan didn't go far when he passed by a small independent building.

In front of the small building, there was a little Asian boy, wearing a Sun Wukong mask and holding a stick, playing role-playing in the yard.

See this scene.

Ye Huan suddenly grinned.

He accelerated and rushed over, snatched the Sun Wukong mask from the little Asian boy's face, and then put it on himself.

The little Asian boy was stunned for a moment and saw a strange boy appearing in front of him. He was also wearing his beloved Great Sage Mask.

"I am the Monkey King!"

Ye Huan pretended to say it to the little Asian boy with his hands on his hips.

The little Asian boy can speak the Chinese language.

He looked unbelieving: "You lied."

"Why are you lying to me? You are here to have tea with Superman."

Ye Huan reached out and rubbed the little boy's head.

The next second.

Ye Huan jumped directly to the fifth floor, then turned on his invisibility and disappeared.

A full ten seconds later.

Only then did the little Asian boy react.

He rolled around and ran into the house, shouting as he ran: "Mommy! Mommy! I, I, I... I saw the Monkey King! He said he came to have tea with Superman!!"

It is said that the little boy was beaten very badly by his mother that day.



"Are you...Brother Huan?"

When Angela saw Ye Huan wearing a Sun Wukong mask.

Her expression became very wonderful.

Ye Huan shrugged helplessly: "I can't help it, your Lighthouse Country is too enthusiastic about me, and you used your AK47 to shoot me when I first arrived."

"this……"

Angela's expression became increasingly weird.

But then she thought about it.

What Brother Yi Huan did to the players in the Lighthouse Country in the n world.

Asking him to take a shot is already very polite.

What if Ye Huan shouted in the street: He is Brother Huan.

Maybe rocket launchers, tanks, etc. will come to greet him.

"Angela, without further ado, please take me to see your father."

Ye Huan still wanted to get down to business as soon as possible.

In the real world.

He was more or less timid.

It's still enjoyable in n world, you can play however you want.

So he wants to return to the n world as soon as possible.

Angela nodded.

But there was a hint of complexity on her face.

"Brother Huan, do you want to take my father back to the n world?"

"Well, if he doesn't want to stay in the n world, I can send him back in a month."

"That's not what I meant, Brother Huan, my father has a bad temper, so if you have anything to say later, you should tell him carefully."

"Don't worry, I am the most polite person."

Ye Huan patted his chest, looking upright and serious.

"Okay, then you get in the car and I'll take you to my father."

Angela drove here.

Wait for Ye Huan to get in the car.

Angela said: "My father is preaching in the church right now."

Preach?

An elegant and polite man with a Cixi smile appeared in Ye Huan's mind unconsciously.

only……

Soon, Ye Huan knew that he was wrong.

Just arrived.

I haven't entered the church yet.

Ye Huan heard angry voices coming from the church.

"I order you to abandon your faith immediately and throw yourself into the arms of the God of Light!"

"No, I don't want it!"

"No? Then I'll beat you until you turn from darkness to light!"

Bang bang bang...

Ye Huan walked into the church and saw a tall, thick man with a beard beating a thin young man.

While beating him, the uncle yelled: "Are you going to join? Are you going to join..."

Ah this...

Ye Huan glanced at Angela next to him and couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"Excuse me...what kind of missionary method is this?"


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