Gender male. Age 27. Works at Baicheng University. Divorced.
When he was eighteen years old, he got into a big disaster and fled to join the army. At the age of twenty, he was selected into the Baicheng Special Forces Team as a new recruit, and quickly became the leader of the special forces team. He enjoyed the name of Qinglong and the power of China. At the age of twenty-one, he
In 2006, he was selected by General Ling as the soul of the Dragon Protection Plan.
, although they suffered a heavy defeat in the early stage, they became famous in this battle. They became the most legendary super soldier king in the Chinese military after Baicheng's first Qinglong. That anti-guerrilla war was regarded as a classic case by countless group armies, and it appeared repeatedly in the United Nations
The show will be very popular.
Then he stayed dormant in Rainbow Town for five years, during which he established the Tianxiahui and made friends with heroes all over the world. He became the richest tycoon in Rainbow Town.
His short life cannot be said to be legendary, but it must be called thrilling and full of twists and turns. Now, he is an enemy of the Holy See for his robot aunt, and he has entered the core area with only one person's power, turning him upside down and bleeding like a river.
He even forced the Pope, who had not taken action for eighteen years, to personally supervise the battle. He gritted his teeth and wanted to send Chu He to hell.
Maybe this battle will be the last battle in his life, and maybe after today, there will be no one like Chu He in the world. But what he has created, experienced, or undertaken is destined to be remembered for a lifetime. It will be unforgettable.
The battle lasted from early morning to dusk. A ray of orange-red sunset passed through the door and turned into a beam of light that hit the church. It was quite relaxing and leisurely. But the chilling atmosphere inside the church made people feel awe-inspiring and breathless.
difficulty!
"Kill him!"
The Pope said calmly, but the radiant envoy on the top of the tower could hear a strong anger.
Killed all the Paladins.
Killed all the top experts in Pohua.
He even killed the top general. This was definitely an irreparable loss for the Pope. How could he not be angry or crazy?
Originally, he had no intention of killing Chu He prematurely. But at this moment, the Pope probably hated Chu He to his core and was unwilling to wait for another second!
Kill him!
kill!
The cleric heard the anger in the Pope's words, and he immediately felt like a sharp sword piercing the Chu River!
Seal the throat with one sword!
If the stabbing sword hits, even if Chu He has ten lives, it won't be enough to survive!
The golden sunset hit Chu He's tall back. The front was shrouded in sharp white light. Chu He, who was covered in blood, stared at the priest who came with a sword with scarlet eyes, breathing weakly.
"Go ahead."
Seeing that the overall situation had been decided, there was a hint of regret in Muse's eyes, and he said slowly: "I promised Xiao Wanqing to let her see Chu He before she died."
When Peter heard this, he smiled bitterly and said, "Isn't it too cruel?"
"Compared to not even seeing the body, which one is more cruel?" Muse said calmly. "Go ahead."
"Yes. Father."
Peter bowed slightly and walked towards the corridor behind him.
However, before he stepped down the stairs, the unexpected voice of the muse suddenly sounded behind him.
"etc."
Peter quickly retracted his body and looked towards the top of the tower.
call out!
The priest's sword edge was approaching. Chu He, who was dying and unable to even stand, suddenly roared and pounced on the priest like a wild beast!
How could the latter have imagined that Chu He had such ability to pounce on him at the critical moment?
In panic, his body trembled involuntarily, and the sword edge also veered off course.
But even so, he still pierced Chu He's chest with a sword. It actually penetrated from the back, dripping with blood, and it was tragic!
Phew!
Chu He was hit by a sword, and the blood-stained bone sword in his hand turned into a short sword with a whoosh. He suddenly pounced on the priest and stabbed him hard!
There was a splat, and wet and hot blood spattered on Chu He's face, whose facial features could not be distinguished for a long time. Chu He, who was seriously injured, raised his knife and dropped it, and with another splat, he stabbed him for the second time!
Phew!
Chu He seemed to be tired and unaware of pain. Even though a sword was stabbed into his chest, he still stabbed the priest beneath him like a madman.
"die!"
Phew!
"Die!"
Phew!
"Go to hell!"
Phew!
"Go to hell!"
"Hahaha--"
"Hahahahaha——"
Chu He was so crazy that he stabbed the priest's chest into a hornet's nest, and the flesh and blood were mixed. It was not until the priest stopped even his convulsive movements that Chu He gradually regained some sense and slowly raised the face that was even worse than the devil.
The terrifying face, covered with blood, looked at the Pope. He grinned, revealing eight white teeth. He said crazily: "Old guy - I want you to die!"
Having said that, he stumbled, rolled and rushed towards the furious Pope. He was surrounded by a breath of death. It was extremely terrifying!
"Oh shit!"
Peter swallowed his saliva and looked at Chu He with difficulty, dragging long bloody traces on the ground. He said in disbelief: "What a pervert!"
"Can you expect a beast to think like a normal person?" Muse, who was also experiencing the obsession for the first time, said meaningfully. "This obsession is indeed terrifying. Speaking of which, I really want to see how serious it would have been if he hadn't died.
Sequelae.”
In the conversation, Chu He was already destined to die. Even if he took the only remaining rule master as his back before he died, it still could not change his ending.
How many people in this world can face the Pope without dying?
How many people in this world can anger the Pope and die a good death?
Muse has never seen it.
"kill!"
The deep voice is even colder and more horrifying than that of the Man in the Iron Mask, as if it is a demonic voice coming from hell, making the hair on the body stand on end and the scalp numb!
Chu He rushed towards the Pope like crazy and stabbed him with a knife!
But how can Chuhe's current state have the slightest impact on the Pope?
He was able to kill both sides of the priests simply because he was caught off guard and was seriously injured. Now facing the Pope, even if he had the heart to be together, he didn't have the ability to hurt both sides!
Bang!
He threw himself at him, but the Pope seemed worried that he would be stained with blood, and suddenly kicked Chu He away!
thump!
Chu He's whole body fell heavily to the ground, and thick blood spurted out from his mouth again!
Whoosh!
The Chu River got up and rushed forward again.
Got beaten back again.
After so many reincarnations, Chu He was kicked out by the short but powerful Pope. He lay heavily on the ground like a dead dog and was dying. Finally, he could no longer struggle.
At the same time, the pope pulled out the blood-red sword that he had pulled out from Chu He's body. He shook the sword and wiped away all the blood on it, and walked towards Chu He expressionlessly.
Looking back at Chu He, the scarlet eyes gradually faded away, and even their previous luster and vitality disappeared, like a dead corpse that couldn't focus.
Pedal.
Pedal.
The Pope's steps were steady and powerful. Every step touched the heart, like a devil's melody, which was thrilling and heart-pounding.
Chu He lay there, breathing weakly, listening silently to the footsteps that were killing people. There was no expression on his bloody face. He just closed his eyes quietly.
He is really tired.
His body was covered with scars and blood. Every part of his skin was no longer intact, and every bone seemed to be broken. Even the air he breathed into his lungs was pungent and bitter. It made him extremely uncomfortable. If you want to ask Chu He
The thing he wants to do most at the moment is: die.
The spirit collapsed.
The body was resolutely destroyed.
At this moment, Chuhe was like a beast forced into a desperate situation, wailing in despair.
His back was in contact with the coldest floor. Except for his brain, which could still think dull and slow, Chu He's entire body was no longer under his control. He just lay like this, waiting for death to come——
…
Creak.
The door of the room was suddenly pushed open. Unable to leave the heavily guarded room, Empress Dowager Xiao quickly stood up from her chair as if someone had stepped on her tail. She looked at the door eagerly and blankly.
As expected, the person who appeared at the door was the Muse, the highest-ranking and most respected divine envoy in the church besides the Pope.
He opened the door calmly and walked in. Seeing the looming fear on Empress Dowager Xiao's indifferent cheeks that had remained unchanged for thousands of years, he couldn't help but pursed his lips and said, "It's time."
"What?" Empress Dowager Xiao refused to think with her highly praised brain. She also didn't want to think.
"I promised you. I can't help you with anything else, but I can let you see him for the last time." Muse said calmly. "Now, it's time."
Phew!
Xiao Wanqing, who was as pale as paper, spit out a mouthful of blood, with strong grief and anger in her expression, and said in a trembling voice: "He - is dead?"
Blood sprayed on the ground, but it also stained her lips. Her pale face was slightly distorted. Those deep and charming eyes burst into tears in an instant.
She cried.
Crying till I am hoarse. Crying until I am defenseless.
He - really dead?
"Come with me now. Maybe you can see him one last time." Muse said with a hint of regret. "Otherwise, you might not even be able to see his body."
"Take me there."
Queen Mother Xiao wiped off the blood stains on her lips and suddenly became strong. Her deep eyes were full of perseverance and determination. She seemed to have made the last decision in her life.
