The evening breeze is warm, blowing on your body like the gentle breathing of a lover.
Walking on the moonlit street, Liu Zhenzhen couldn't help but feel that the person who should be wandering on the street with him at this time should be a beauty who talks like a flower, not a sloppy old man.
Except for the lord's personal bodyguards Rodman and Nedved, everyone else has returned to the inn. Liu Zhenshao is most proud of this. After all, he can give instructions through his eyes, and he can give orders to most of the higher-ups.
For me, it is still a dream.
This kind of leisurely stroll naturally did not bring up any suitable topics, so the two of them remained silent most of the time.
Liu Zhenshao was not sure what this Shengqiao magician wanted to say. To be honest, although the old man kept laughing and joking, judging from the magic ability of his two hands, Liu Zhenshao was actually a little admired. Since he didn't know the other party
At the end of the day, Liu Zhancheng didn't mind just spending it like this.
After walking down one street after another, Liu Zhenshao looked at the old man's hesitation and sent away the two personal guards very considerately.
An old man and a young man swung their arms and walked to a secluded alley. There were many sycamore trees planted along the street, with red walls and green tiles on the left and right. The sycamore trees were very old, and the diameter of each one was very huge.
Under the shade of the huge sycamore tree, there were no phoenixes, but nightingales.
These nightingales are smeared with cheap perfume and wear sexy long dresses with trendy styles and low quality. Whenever they see someone approaching, they will take a trembling step forward and put on a coquettish and hesitant expression, with a deep darkness.
Their shame was reduced to the minimum. Liu's shocking sharp eyesight even allowed him to see fifty yards away. There was a young nightingale lifting up her bloated long skirt to promote herself to a fat man with a big belly -
-------------There is no doubt that this nightingale is wearing nothing under her skirt.
Old Liu was a little dumbfounded. This old guy actually led him to Fireworks Willow Alley. He was truly a hero in his own right, a hero in his own right.
"Richard, what do you think of these nightingales?" Master Puskas didn't say a word for a long time. He had been thinking about it for so long, but he made such a meaningless sentence.
"Huh?" Liu Zhancheng was looking around happily when he was suddenly asked by Master Shengqiao and was a little stunned. Although he knew that this master was famous for visiting prostitutes, he didn't expect that he would accompany him mysteriously.
I walked around for a long time and made trouble for a long time before I came up with something.
Did he really take himself to a prostitute? Liu was shocked and his blood boiled, and his hands that had never trembled even when killing people actually trembled slightly.
"Do you have any discrimination against these nightingales?" Seeing this dear man standing there with a blush on his face, the great magician Saint Chio asked another question.
"It doesn't matter, I think everyone is just a mess. I rely on my fists, and they rely on their bodies." Liu Zhenzhen knew that the little nun was created after the old man hooked up with a prostitute, so he chose his words slightly.
After a moment, he actually still looked down on these prostitutes, and no matter how high-sounding he said it, he couldn't deny it.
Although the idea of visiting a prostitute was exciting, Liu Zhensha would never do it.
In fact, Lao Liu is still a relatively traditional man at heart.
"I heard that your Behemoth Kingdom also has a tribe of Chikinji people who are born prostitutes, and this race has always been discriminated against in your Behemoth Kingdom. Is this true?" Master Puskas asked again.
"It is said that this was caused by some obscene war song composed by a chicken priest in the early years. Who knows, there are always some specious doubts in some places in our Behemoth history." Liu Zhenzhen laughed:
"But there is absolutely no discrimination. Behemoth is a society that values strength. Any weak race will always be looked down upon. It is not just Chikin. This principle is also common in your human society. As a priest
Personnel, our priests have always viewed Behemoths of any race with equal eyes. As for civilians, we cannot make too high demands."
"There is a nation among us humans called the Bepsis. This is a wandering nation. They have no country. Almost every Bepsi man is a thief and every Bepsi woman is a prostitute." The old man Ruoyou said.
He said thoughtfully, the white beard on the corners of his lips curling up.
"I know that Bepsi sluts can serve as textbooks for dark elves." Liu Zhenzhen has seen it before. There was once a Bepsi woman who lifted her skirt to him. Old Liu now swallows his saliva when he thinks of those white thighs.
, couldn't sleep all night.
"The Bepsi people have always insisted on their own language and traditional clothing, and they have maintained their own unique way of writing. They sold their dignity and their bodies, but they always insisted on their own culture, so they still exist among human beings.
China is always a complete race." Master Puskas said.
"What on earth do you want to say?" Liu Zhancheng couldn't help but ask. If the old man talks to him these strange nonsense again, or uses it to discuss some philosophy of life, or puts on various beautiful hats for his prostitutes,
, then he would immediately turn around and go back to playing mahjong, so as not to watch these prostitutes jumping around.
"Since you have two fairy dragons, you must know the origin of Joan of Arc, right? Everyone in the dragon clan knows that there is Puskas among humans." Master Puskas stopped, turned around and looked at Liu Zhenshao.
Liu Zhancheng squinted his eyes. He wanted to be pretentious, but after thinking about it, he nodded.
"How about you promise me something? Help me take care of Joan and don't let others bully her." Master Puskas said.
"You are a Saint Chiao magician! The magic advisor of the Vatican's group of mages!" Liu Zhencheng thought it was too funny. How could a high-ranking Saint Chiao magician say such things to him? What's more,
He was also really obsessed with that extremely annoying little nun. Whatever she said or did, she would drag him to the devil in hell.
"Joan of Arc's mother was a Bepsi woman." Master Puskas let out a long breath.
"Is there anything strange about this?" Liu Zhencheng still didn't quite understand what he heard, but he privately felt that the old man was a little undervalued. Although the Bepsi women were very hot and voluptuous, they were as rough as the mercenaries.
They were messing around, and it was a bit too outrageous for him, a great magician, to get fast food. He was just stealing words, and he even made a child out of it. He was really amateurish enough.
This old man is not picky about food, so he might have contracted some venereal disease. Old Liu thought viciously, he thought it would be interesting for a distinguished magician to have such a disease.
"Bepsi women all have chestnut hair, which is very, very special. You can tell at a glance that it is the unique hair color of the Bepsi people. Unfortunately, Joan of Arc inherited this significant racial feature from her mother. "The old man sighed longly: "The birth of Jeanne d'Arc was a complete accident, but after all, she is my child, my own flesh and blood."
"Is it possible that even your power and position will have problems in ensuring her safety?" Liu Zhenzhen secretly laughed. Not only does the Bepse woman have chestnut hair, she also has...
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No wonder the little nun has such a hot figure, she turns out to be a Bepsi.
"Magic Saint Chio is too powerful." Master Puskas' face showed some unconcealable pride: "Because of this power, we will not interfere in any disputes between mainland countries. The secret of magic is to maintain The balance of space, we Saint Chiao magicians are absolutely loyal to this balance."
"Is it understandable that without this awareness, your achievements in magic would never reach your current heights?" Liu Zhenshao asked.
"What a smart young man. I'm not tired at all talking to you." Master Puskas grinned: "It is precisely because of this that we magicians are atheists. We believe that there is a wonderful kind of magic in the dark. Balance, but I don’t think that this balance is structured by various superior gods.”
"Your Majesty, God of War!" Liu Zhenshaan pretended to have an expression of surprise that a clergyman should have.
"What's counterproductive is that the research of magic is a pure money-burning activity and requires huge financial investment. Therefore, every magician must be attached to a powerful ruling class or consortium to ensure that he can continue to explore the mysteries of magic in depth. There are very few people who have the cultivation and understanding to understand the mysteries of magic." Master Puskas sighed: "Do you know why the vast majority of magicians have no descendants?"
"Why? Are all magicians impotent?"
"Nonsense! It's because the mysteries of magic are too mysterious. Even elves, who live dozens of times longer than humans, cannot spend their entire lives thoroughly researching a kind of magic. Therefore, most human magicians spend their entire lives in the research stage. ...Of course..." The old man chuckled twice: "...Everything has some exceptions. Magicians are also human beings and have normal physiological needs."
"I can understand it, because the vivid example is right in front of me." Liu Zhancheng pursed his lips and snickered. He felt that this old man was quite free and easy.
"Like other magicians, I joined the Vatican's group of magicians as a magic consultant. I was actually looking for help." The old man finally brought the topic back: "I did this for Joan of Arc."
"Why? Is it because the nun uniform can hide the chestnut hair of Bepsy blood?"
"I don't want others to look at Joan of Arc with chestnut hair in that kind of colored way. A nun is a very good choice. As you said, the nun's uniform can completely hide the hair." Master Puskas sighed: "When a single woman with brown hair walks in any country in the world, she will always be greeted with lustful eyes and rude questions."
"But you are the Saint Chiao Magician. Why are you so secretive? Who dares not give you face?"
"I am already two hundred and sixty-nine years old, and Joan of Arc is only sixteen years old." Master Puskas said dryly: "Even the magician Saint Chio cannot live forever."
"If you are worried about this problem, then you should teach your daughter some magic to protect herself." Liu Zhenzhen said.
"You little fool, magic apprentices must have the talent to sense the power of elements. Are you Behemoth Priests willing to accept them as they please?" Master Shengqiao scolded with a smile.
"Behemoth Priest? Damn! Forget it! Even if you accept wisdom enlightenment and become the lowest standard of Wind Whispering Priests, it is too difficult to advance. Many Wind Whispering Priests spend their entire lives unable to advance a step further and never become truly useful.
Sacrifice at the altar of the power of war songs." Liu Zhenshao shook his head. He had prepared to launch a large-scale wisdom enlightenment in the territory, but felt that the hope was very slim and gave up the idea.
"You just know? It's more difficult to train magicians than you monks at the altar. Don't be fooled by the charlatans in the mercenary groups outside. About 8% of us human magicians
Ten magic apprentices will not be able to advance in this life, just like the low success rate of your priest apprentices." The old man said angrily: "This has nothing to do with the level of the instructor."
"I know what you want to say..." Liu Zhancheng smashed his mouth: "Joan of Arc has no talent for learning magic. Although you are now the magic consultant of the Holy See, after a hundred years, you will no longer have the power.
Are you worried that Jeanne's chestnut hair will cause her trouble?"
"As you said." The old man nodded approvingly: "The worst thing now is that because of her pure character, Joan of Arc has inspired many bad people who have committed evil deeds, and she was nominated by the Dolot Monastery to become the Holy See candidate."
After hearing this, Liu Zhenzhen smiled. In his opinion, the monastery's nomination of Joan of Arc as a saint had little to do with character. Most of it was because the Mother Superior of the Dolot Monastery was trying to please the Holy See's magic advisor.
The official article about Joan of Arc being able to convert villains is sheer nonsense according to Liu Zhenzhen. The paladin here is taking care of the little nun overtly and covertly. There must have been strict instructions from above, plus a saint.
The great halo of the mysterious magician's father is there. Those so-called bad guys who have done many evil deeds are ghosts only if they are not influenced. Even Liu Daguan will definitely pretend to be extremely sincere if he is entangled by her like this.
A confession, and I will definitely be inspired.
Without the above conditions, it would be strange for this fiery little nun to randomly strike up a conversation with a thug and not be dragged to a deserted corner to share rice.
"Saints are servants of God who are responsible for taking care of the Holy Fire in the "Emperor West City" where the Holy See is located. They must be young virgins with flower crowns. They are very respected in the entire Imperial City and have many privileges. But saints are all
If she appears in a white robe instead of a monastic uniform that can cover her hair, Joan of Arc's Bepsi bloodline will be exposed, which would be terrible." Master Puskas sighed.
Liu Zhenzhen blew a frivolous whistle. There are also priestesses who guard the altar fire in the Behemoth Temple. However, these priestesses are all aristocratic girls with noble blood. If a chicken from the Chikein tribe suddenly pops up among the priestesses,
Girl, the temple will also blow up. He can understand the old man's worry.
"When I sent the young Joan of Arc to the monastery, I shaved her head and used air magic to hypnotize the growth rate of her hair. Every year, I help her hypnotize her, so that she now looks...
Until now, she ignored me all the time. In fact, she has no idea about the painstaking efforts of my old father." Master Puskas sighed again.
Liu Zhenshao blew another fussy whistle, but he didn't expect Joan of Arc to be a pretty bald nun.
"It's so unlucky. I originally just wanted her to become an ordinary nun and live a peaceful life, but I didn't expect that she would get into trouble and cause so many tricks." The old man said with a grimace.
"Master, I'm not talking about you. Don't you have any disciples or friends? Don't you have any friends you can trust? Do you have to hand your daughter over to the Holy See?" Liu Zhanzhen felt that the life of this old man with such great ability was really in vain.
"Little Yakuza! You don't even think about how old I am this year! Two hundred years ago, I had one or two apprentices and followers. Now these people are dead and their bones are rotten. Where can I find them? As for them?
Friends are even more ridiculous. In addition to doing magic research, I usually meditate, and I have to schedule time to solve physical problems. How can I find the time to make friends? If I waste my precious time on making friends, I can become Saint Chiao.
Magician?" Master Puskas rolled his eyes at Liu Zhensha.
The old man's words reminded Liu Zhensha of those crappy magicians under his command. Although they worked hard every day, they still spent at least half the day chatting and spanking. They couldn't compare with the professionalism of Master Shengqiao. No wonder they were all inferior to each other.
How about it.
"Why did you find me?" Liu Zhenshao had been wanting to ask this question for a long time.
Liu Zhencheng himself had been thinking about the answer in his mind for a long time. He felt that when Master Puskas heard this, he must have said with tears in his eyes: Because Richard, you exude a strong aura of a king, and you have a great heart.
Kindness, I will follow you, and Joan of Arc will follow you. I don’t worry. Why don’t you just become my son-in-law, and I will follow you? Our father-in-law and son-in-law will conquer the world, and we will attack anyone we don’t like.
When he thought of this, Old Liu couldn't help but smile beautifully. He was thinking about how he could find an excuse to reject the other party's kindness without causing psychological trauma to the magician. Of course, he could turn a Saint Chiao
It would be the best thing for the magician to subdue him. If it doesn't work, it doesn't matter if he goes back and discusses it with his wives.
"There's nothing I can do when I encounter a scoundrel like you." Master Puskas' words almost made Liu Zhensha angry to death: "Joan of Arc has already converted a total of ninety-nine villains, and there is only one left to be killed.
You are recommended to Difanxi to officially become a saint. You are the hundredth one. If I don’t look for you, who can I look for? If you don’t have this condition, if you dare to touch my daughter’s butt on the street, I won’t skin you.
, I am still a Saint Qiao magician? I haven’t taken your two fairy dragons seriously yet.”
"Holy shit!" Liu Zhenshao was choked for a long time before he cursed. But he also knew that the old man was not lying. Although the fairy dragon was immune to magic, the old man's ability to manipulate magic was already superb. Even the eight-armed naga
I also know that using water elements to lift the coral rockery and use physical attacks, this old man must be more skillful. Dragons may really be nothing in his eyes.
"As long as you never give in to Joan of Arc, and do some immoral things when you have nothing to do, such as gambling, whoring, stealing, and doing whatever you like, Joan of Arc will never be able to complete the task of converting the hundredth evil person. Then Joan of Arc will
Then she will never be able to become a saint." Master Puskas said with a smile.
"Damn! What if I refuse?" Liu Zhenzhen sneered.
"Reject you, you big-headed devil. If you refuse, I will ask the Vatican to deal with you first." The old man still smiled, as if he had taken Liu Zhensha's guess.
"Try it!" Liu shocked his thug nature and his face was full of ferocity.
"You kid, do you know how to respect your elders?" Master Puskas looked at Liu Zhensha with a smile: "You are too impulsive. You really think you are the first warrior under the stars? Let me tell you the truth.
In this world, there are not only the masters you see with your eyes, but also the masters you hear with your ears. The Aegean continent is vast, and there are many strong men who live in seclusion. The three major dragon knights and the two major Saint Qiao magicians in the human world,
This only represents what the outside world knows. There are many hidden powerful people who are unknown to the outside world. Let’s talk about the war between gods and demons and the land and sea war. In the two major wars to resist foreign invasion, do you know the number of dragon knights and dragon priests? "
"The two periods of history are very far apart, and the records in history books have always been very vague. I have not deliberately understood these histories," Liu Zhenzhen said.
"Then I will help you with literacy. Take the war between gods and demons 10,000 years ago as an example. The number of dragon knights and dragon priests at that time would not be less than a hundred." Master Puskas shook his fingers.
It means cigars.
"One hundred dragon knights and dragon priests? So few?" Liu Zhenshao thought to himself, just blow it, while touching the cigar.
"I know you must think I'm talking nonsense..." The old man puffed out a fragrant smoke ring: "Because of the Battle of Hyjal, the total number of dragon priests and dragon knights is only eleven.
, how could the difference between before and after be so huge.”
"You were just talking nonsense."
"Fart! What do you know! The war between Behemoth and humans, including the great elf empire that wanted to compete with the Behemoth Kingdom eight thousand years ago but was short-lived. These are just internal conflicts among the people of our Aegean continent. This kind of internal fighting
, many strong people are unwilling to come out to show off, and naturally they will not intervene. But when foreigners invade the mainland, they will step forward without hesitation. Just like the original war between gods and demons, the dragon clan did not directly participate in the war, but in the most difficult period, many
The brave and proud dragon is willing to become the warrior's mount and fight against the demon invaders together." Master Puskas flattened his mouth in disdain.
"I admit this. During the war between gods and demons, the goblin great sage Gabrin fought side by side with a fairy dragon." Liu Zhenshao nodded.
"It's good that you know. If you really think that there are only three dragon knights in the human world, you are totally wrong. No one has stipulated the number of dragon knights. If a brave young man has a great opportunity and becomes a
The dragon knight is just a blink of an eye. It doesn't take more than a few seconds to sign a contract, right? Besides, does the strong man in the mainland have to be a dragon knight? The fire phoenix, the unicorn, and the rhinoceros following you
Which one of the dysentery bird and the tide lord is not a super strong one? If you can have this kind of opportunity, why can’t others have it? You have to know that not everyone in this world likes to rely on their own strength to gain fame, boy.
You are still young."
"If I tell you this, it does mean something." Liu Zhencheng thought about it.
"So, I asked you to take care of Joan of Arc because I think highly of you. You just looked at your virtue and you almost ate me." The old man laughed.
"You are afraid that the Holy See will be unfavorable to your daughter after your death, so why aren't you worried about me? What if I have evil thoughts about your daughter? As soon as you die, hehe, I will take action." Liu Zhencheng said with a sly smile.
"I won't live long." Master Puskas was silent for a moment, his tone dejected.
"I'm joking." Liu was shocked, and suddenly felt a little fever on his face. This old man is almost three hundred years old, and it is not an honorable thing to take pleasure in such things.
"You know your own things. When you live to be as old as me, you will understand that I really can't live much longer. Magicians have a keen intuition about death." The old man sighed softly: "I
Now it’s just a race against time.”
From this sigh, Liu Zhencheng could hear reluctance and helplessness. This feeling of a late hero made his chest feel as uncomfortable as a big stone being pressed against it.
"I will help you take care of Joan of Arc." Liu Zhenzhen sighed and said.
"You won't have any crooked ideas about Joan of Arc, will you?" The old man squinted at this person.
"Otherwise, I have Lord Death's ring on hand, so I can simply kill you and turn you into a Nazgul. Anyway, the Nazgul can retain certain memories of your previous life, so you can take care of Joan forever.
." Liu Zhencheng looked at this interesting old man happily.
"Fart!" Master Puskas couldn't help but shuddered when he heard that he had become a ring spirit whose soul was forever imprisoned. His eyes changed when he looked at Liu Zhenshao. The old man thought that someone could come up with such a vicious method.
, he really needed to be educated, he really couldn’t understand how this kind of guy could be a clergyman.
"Do you have any treasures like artifacts? As your daughter's bodyguard, you should have something to defend yourself, right?" Liu Zhancheng stretched his hand in front of the old man and rubbed his two fingers violently.
"Artifact?" Master Shengqiao laughed dumbly: "Where can I find it for you? I want to collect two of them myself."
"There should be magic scrolls, right? I know you study fire magic and lightning magic, so I'll give you a hundred scrolls, all of which are forbidden spells." Liu Zhensha still refused to give up.
"Richard, the original intention of magic is definitely not to destroy the harmonious world. The real meaning of magic is to benefit the world. If the study of magic always starts from the powerful destructive power, no matter who it is, his achievements in this life will be
It will always be limited to a certain level and can no longer move forward." The old man's face suddenly became solemn, and his expression was serious: "I have never made a scroll of forbidden curses. I didn't before and I can't now."
"Blessing the world? Behemoth's war song too?" Liu shocked his face and asked respectfully.
"No matter what elemental power it is, its starting point should be to benefit the world in this plane." The old man shook his head and smiled bitterly: "This originally simple truth has been distorted into something unsightly. Who still remembers this purpose now?
Even if there is, it is only for the enjoyment of the nobles. In the summer, they use wind magic arrays to blow the wind and use luxurious magic chandeliers. In fact, these should have entered thousands of households."
"I feel sad that there can only be two Saint Qiao magicians." Liu shocked and took a deep breath.
"I originally thought that you were very pursuing power, very warlike, and just a reckless man. I didn't expect that you, a idiot, could actually listen to me. Not bad, boy, I'm starting to like you a little bit. I did the same thing many years ago.
I told a Behemoth priest that his reaction was exactly the same as yours now, and even his expression was very similar." The old man happily squinted his cigar.
"Is it Mr. Mourinho? I am his apprentice's apprentice's apprentice." Liu Zhenzhen knew who the old man was talking about without having to guess.
"It's one thing to be able to understand, but it's another thing to stick to this belief in the future of life. Many strong people avoid the hustle and bustle of the world because they are worried about the colorful world and blind their souls." Puss
Master Cash smiled.
"If it really turns out to be like what you said, magic is no longer studied for the purpose of killing, but purely for the welfare of people's livelihood, but will the pattern of this world change? No! War will still continue, without magic,
Swords can still kill people. If we say that the real cancer in this world is, it should be us intelligent creatures with desires and ambitions, right? Without us, maybe the world would really be pure, full of birds and flowers, peaceful and peaceful." Liu Zhenzhen laughed.
Then he patted the old man on the shoulder: "Master, you think too much."
"Reckless man! You are still a reckless man!" The old man also laughed: "No wonder you dare to risk the disapproval of the world and offend the Holy See! You defeated three dragon knights in a row. Do you know how much trouble you have caused? There is no way to get rid of it at all.
A little bit of benefit, why do you do such a stupid and embarrassing thing?"
"I used to be like you said. I had to consider the benefits of everything first, and my life was tiring and hard." Liu Zhenzhen laughed and said: "Now I think clearly, what about the heroes who conquer the world? Love.
There are so many warriors in Qin Continent, there must be a number one, right? Why can't I be the number one?"
"Idiot!" Master Puskas felt that he had said a lot of truth in vain: "Real warriors take the world as their own responsibility, know how to be patient, and know how to advance and retreat. How can you be such a rogue, and take action whenever you disagree?
of."
"Those who take good care of those around them are the real warriors." Liu Zhenzhen snorted: "The world? Those who are beaten are the great heroes and warriors who have the world in mind, all the guys who are full."
"I have nothing to say to you." Master Puskas shook his head, his face full of rotten wood.
"I won't say anything anymore. Please do me a favor. I need to arrange a "sacred purification" and a "sacred restoration." You have face in the Holy See, so I believe it won't be a problem." Liu Zhencheng was afraid that the old man would not agree, so he first
The bombshell was dropped: "I can help you take care of your daughter! You have to help with this!"
"I can wear "Holy Purification", but "Holy Restoration" is troublesome. Without the level of Cardinal Archbishop, I am not qualified to use it. Cardinal Dolot is now humiliated by you in public, and you have defeated the two dragons of the Holy See.
Knight, how can you have the nerve to say this?" Master Puskas suddenly realized: "I mean, that little butterfly with dual skills in water and electricity probably has two souls in her body? No wonder she can do two things at once.
Woolen cloth."
"Can't you do it just because of your face?" Liu Zhenzhen was still a little unwilling to give up. If this matter is not settled this time, he will have to look for elves and demons again in the future, which is really tough.
"The Vatican's mage group that I am in charge of only strengthens the confinement barrier of the space-time rift. The space-time rift has a large-scale blowout period every ten thousand years. In the past ten years, we magicians of the Vatican have been busy strengthening the barrier. How can we
When are you going to deal with the powerful people?" The old man spread his hands: "What if the confinement barrier collapses and demons pop up from the time and space cracks in various parts of the Aegean continent?"
"Then you quickly help me solve the "sacred purification" first. As for the "sacred restoration", I can find another way." Liu Zhenshao could only settle for the next best thing.
"This is easy to handle. Tell me first, why do you use "Holy Purification"? What adverse effects have you been exposed to?" Master Puskas rolled his eyes: "Logically speaking, the evil effects caused by your evil aura are
There is a time limit for adverse effects! Did someone invent a permanently solidified evil halo war song?"
Liu Zhenzhen felt frustrated when he thought about it. He told the old man the whole story of how he was tortured by Fei Wenli's bile, and also analyzed the role of thrombin in detail.
"The function of the body fluids you secrete is almost the same as that of "thrombosis"!" After listening to Pig Boy's story, Master Puskas frowned and said.
"What 'thrombosis'? Magic?"
"Blood magic, this is a variant and branch of undead magic, the unique magic of blood elves." Master Puskas smashed his mouth: "Fallen elves generally have some strange magical abilities, and blood elves have special skills.
The spell is blood magic. The "thrombosis" I am talking about is one of their high-level magics. After receiving this magic, within an hour, the blood in the body will coagulate like paste. If it is a high-level blood elf
Use it, and in just ten minutes, your blood will freeze into a statue."
"It's really a bit similar." Liu Zhencheng also felt a little hairy when he heard it.
"If that's the case, "Holy Purification" is the best solution to your pain."
"Hurry up and arrange for the priest. I'll go back to the post house immediately. I'll fly back to Feilengcui to pick up someone first. We'll see you tomorrow morning." Liu Zhancheng wiped the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand, God of War! He finally got over it.
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Old Liu burst into tears.
"There is no need to arrange manpower, and there is no way to arrange it. Joan of Arc is the best candidate." The old man said with a smile.
"Can nuns also use the holy auxiliary technique of the Holy See?"
"A nun is also a member of a monastery. Why can't she learn magical arts? Although Joan of Arc has no magical talent, her talent in magical arts is obvious to all. Even the priests of Difanxi have always admired Joan of Arc's magic.
She has a talent for magic. If she hadn't happened to be declared a candidate for sainthood, she would have been the next Mother Teresa of the Dolot Monastery!" As soon as he mentioned his daughter, Master Puskas's face was full of energy.
Feiyang: "Since the age of twelve, Joan of Arc has been following the convent nuns to rescue civilians in the slums and adopt abandoned babies. She also dared to take care of lepers and tuberculosis patients who no one dared to touch. She is
An angel, a true angel."
Liu Zhenzhen's head exploded when he heard about leprosy. Back then, one schistosomiasis and one leprosy made the whole of China restless. He didn't expect this little nun to be so kind. No wonder her eyes were so clear.
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"Perhaps the evildoers she inspired really relied on their own abilities." Liu Zhancheng thought to himself.
"I feel safe leaving Joan of Arc to anyone, because no matter who it is, they will become kind-hearted as long as they are with her." The more Master Puskas said, the more idealistic he became.
"That couldn't be better." Liu Zhancheng smiled so hard that he couldn't close his mouth. He felt that he was really lucky. This little nun had such potential, so he stayed by his side. When she realized the "sacred restoration", he
There is no need to look for anyone.
"By the way, I almost forgot to ask you something. How did you hook up with those two fairy dragons?" Master Puskas suddenly remembered something and pointed at Liu Zhenshao and asked.
"What do you mean hooking up? They and I are innocent!" Liu Zhencheng pretended to be furious and said: "Who do you think I am? Daisy is the same as me, but she has fallen into the trap of Fei Wenli.
The bile is poisonous, so don't touch the shit basin!"
"Come on!" Master Shengqiao pinched his butthole disrespectfully and imitated Daisy's delicate tone and said: "Richard... you were number one in the world...
.. Look at the ambiguous look in your eyes at that time! I have been looking at the flowers for so long, could it be that I was blindfolded? I heard your conversation and I got a sack of prickly heat!"
"You're an old guy who can really talk nonsense. What kind of relationship can I have with a demon pet?" Liu Zhenzhen was really convinced by this old guy. No wonder a good wife doesn't ask for one and insists on going to a prostitute. It's a bit perverted.
"The dragons are much nobler than you, Behemoth. What kind of magic pets! They are also intelligent creatures!" Master Puskas sneered: "Don't be fooled by those who say "dragons are extremely obscene". Those who show mercy are the ones who show mercy.
The descendants of the lower dragon clan, the higher dragon clan, and the descendants of the sacred dragons such as the fairy dragon and the colorful dragon are very dedicated!"
"Humans are also Behemoths. Since you are so wise, I believe you must also know this secret." Liu Zhencheng hated the phrase "you Behemoths" from the bottom of his heart.
"Nonsense! We humans definitely did not evolve from monkeys! The Monkey tribe is pure nonsense!" Master Puskas flatly denied this.
"Don't you have friends from the Dragon Clan? If you ask them, you will know everything." Liu Zhenzhen could see the panic in Master Shengqiao's heart at a glance.
"I won't discuss this issue with you yet..." After all, it was the master who was a little emotional just now, but suddenly returned to normal: "Richard, do you know that you are in big trouble? These two
The fairy dragons are all descendants of Rainbow Dragon City, and they have reached the right age to get married. Since they both disappeared together, dragons from Rainbow Dragon City have already come out to look for them. Don’t say I didn’t remind you, a fairy dragon and a
The couple formed by colorful dragons is known as the strongest combination in the Aegean. Didn't you Behemoth have a tauren who fell in love with a fairy dragon in your early years? The dragon tribe is the most arrogant race, you are going to be in bad luck!"
"Please! The story of the minotaur and the fairy dragon is just a legend! A legend!" Liu Zhenshao felt really funny. This old man was really good at talking nonsense, and he could connect everything blindly.
Can I hook up with my own demon pet? Isn’t this incest?
If there was a chance, I might really do this. It seemed that I had thought about it more than once or twice in my dreams, especially during this period, when only Daisy and myself were poisoned.
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Liu Zhenzhen had finished his addiction to being a decent person, and when he thought about the reality, he was suddenly startled, and sweat trickled down his back.
To be honest, he was a little disdainful of his own thoughts, but he couldn't help but think so.
Lao Liu felt that he was really despicable.
"If you really don't have that idea, what I'm talking about is if, even if it is really your magic pet, the fairy dragon must fulfill its obligation to get married, and you have no right to interfere with this." The old man glanced slowly and methodically out of the corner of his eyes.
Glancing at this pig head: "Dragon tribe is very difficult to deal with. I have already met a group of dragon tribe couples from Rainbow Dragon City. With your recent fame, they will find you soon. Young man! After all, young man
Man! Not restrained enough!"
"I'm so introverted! What will happen if you come to me? If you don't like it, you can take photos." Liu Zhenshao sneered.
"This is a reasonable request."
"Fuck it! Down with arranged marriage!" Liu Zhenzhen said in an extremely arrogant tone.
"Colorful dragons are more troublesome. This kind of dragon is known as the most powerful creature in the Aegean continent. Although their magic resistance is not very good, their physical resistance is super strong. After all, they are metal-based magical creatures. In addition, the colorful
The dragon has a special skill called "Dragon Power", which can instantly freeze the opponent for ten seconds. With their attack power, they can kill you ten times in ten seconds." Master Puskas touched his chin: "The colorful dragon's."
"Dragon's Power" is not Medusa's "Gaze to Petrify". "Gaze to Petrify" requires a distance of one yard, requires preparation time, and can be dispelled by magic. "Dragon's Power" does not have so many gimmicks.
Once you encounter this kind of stunt, you are basically sentenced to death."
"So powerful?" Liu Zhenzhen rolled his eyes.
"It's not impossible to resist. The Holy See's sacred auxiliary technique - "Holy Blessing" can ensure that you and your followers are intact."
Liu Zhenzhen sneered. He could tell that this old man was trying his best to give his daughter extra points, and he was also reminding himself of the abilities of Mother Teresa.
, this little nun is a treasure, you have to treat her kindly and support her.
In fact, Master Puskas does think so. Old people always think in the long term, but this old guy's worries are purely unnecessary. Warsong and sacred auxiliary skills basically have each other's advantages. Daisy and
Ruo Erna has never mentioned the fighting power of the Colorful Dragon, but Liu Zhenzhen knew that it would not be easy to deal with without guessing. Now that there is someone who can help a lot, it would be great, not to mention what Old Liu expected "
"Sacred Restoration" is still on the little nun, and she won't let go.
The more important point is that Liu Zhancheng doesn't mind having a beautiful nanny following him. Although the little nun is quite wordy, a beauty is a beauty. At least it's honorable to go out. When others look at her, they will definitely point with admiration behind her back.
Point: It’s so awesome! Even the nuns posted it!
Regardless of whether there is such an ambiguous relationship, it still looks good when taken out -----------------Liu Zhenzhen has always cared about such flashy things.
Especially bringing a bunch of beautiful girls around the city is simply too embarrassing.
"Don't worry! I really can't defeat the colorful dragon, so I'll drive Daisy and Ruorna back to get married. A good man won't suffer the consequences." Old Liu rolled his eyes, deliberately playing tricks on the old man.
I will put the two fairy dragons back together. If there is no conflict with the dragon clan, your daughter will be of no use. Just worry about my character. Liu Zhenzhen thought in an extremely evil way.
As expected, Master Puskas's expression changed slightly.
"Haha... Don't worry, I won't treat your daughter badly. No matter what, you still said a lot of nice things to me at the Colosseum today. I must remember this benefit from you." Liu
Shocking was amused when he saw the old man's expression, and he hugged the old man's shoulders affectionately: "When you said that, I remembered a difficult problem. Since the colorful dragon is so difficult to deal with, you should do me a small favor."
"What's the business?" Master Puskas asked warily.
"Dragon Knight Garcia has a Death Lord Shield, which is awesome! That magic shield can at least withstand several high-level magics. Although the reaction is a bit slow at first, it is still a good treasure. You can fight with this Dragon Knight
Just say that for the sake of safety, this Death Lord Shield should be handed over to you for safekeeping now. The Dragon Knight will definitely not dare to say anything. After all, you are Master Sanchio! Then, you give this magic shield to Joan of Arc,
At any rate, it will be a bit risky for Joan of Arc to follow me in the future, so we must ensure her safety first, right?" Liu Zhenzhen had a bad look on his face.
"How come you are so full of bad ideas?" Master Puskas sneered: "I'm afraid that if I hand this magic shield over to you, it won't end up on my daughter."
"You don't want to pull him down, but you really can't. I'll knock the dragon knight's sap off tomorrow, steal it, or rob it. Anyway, I'm going to order this Death Lord shield. You can see it with your own eyes then, and I'll give you the magic shield."
Who did you kill?" Liu was shocked and his face was full of sublimity.
"Knock on the sap? I'm sorry you have the nerve to say it." Master Puskas shook his head and sighed slightly: "Forget it, I'll help you with this. Anyway, I don't live a day, so I should plan for Joan.
Planned..."
"...The colorful dragon is actually not that powerful. You have so many super-level monsters and magicians accompanying you, so there is no need to be really afraid of him." The master added after thinking about it.
"You have to fight to know whether you are powerful or not." Liu Zhancheng's face froze, and he suddenly became serious: "The people around me are not taken away just by anyone who says they want to. Then you have to see if they can step on them."
Carry my body over there!"
This little brat is indeed a man of true temperament. Master Sanchio's eyebrows were strangely tangled.
"In that case, I will fan the flames for you and strengthen your confidence." A very despicable thought came to Master Puskas' mind.