The villain of Kuaishou is a bug

Chapter 240 The Long Dream of the Temple (10)

To make up for Shi Ming's incomplete soul, Sui Ling had to take him out of the abyss.

Outside of Yuanhai, Sui Ling couldn't guarantee his safety 100%.

So before that, Sui Ling intends to completely remove all hidden dangers.

European Bank, Lilian.

Pale golden complex flowers bloomed in Sui Ling's palm, and most of the red spots on the holographic map had been extinguished.

Sunlight shrouded the girl's body through the classical medieval Gothic architecture, casting a long shadow on the ground.

Sui Ling puts away the flowers, walks unhurriedly, has long silver-white hair with slight curls, and has a cold and gentle breath.

The church bell rang again, and the white doves circled the cross, stopping in front of Sui Ling, tilting their heads and clucking.

Before Sui Ling approached, the white doves had dispersed and kept flying in the square.

The withered and yellow leaves fell to the ground carved with ancient patterns, the sunlight stopped abruptly under the cover of the building, Sui Ling walked into the shadows, and touched her wrist bones with downcast eyes.

A nun walked out of the corner, saw Sui Ling, and immediately saluted respectfully, "My lord, Wan An."

Sui Ling nodded, and before leaving, she said lightly, "Say hello to the Pope for me, and I won't visit him."

"Okay." The nun replied respectfully.

The white dove flew out from the door, and the flame of the torch by the wall was flickered by the wind caused by the flapping of its wings.

The snow-white figure skipped in front of his eyes, and was caught by Sui Ling.

The white pigeon cooed as it struggled, and the blue light entered its body, and it quickly quieted down.

Sui Ling took off the note on the white pigeon's feet, and only glanced at it, without any waves in her eyes.

The flame suddenly rose, and the note burned in Sui Ling's palm, leaving no embers.

Sui Ling put her hands back into her pockets, and walked forward slowly.

Just after the white pigeons were released, the door of the room was still ajar, and a group of people in white cloaks sat around the round table.

Sui Ling pushed open the door, the conversation on the round table stopped immediately, and everyone's vigilant eyes focused on Sui Ling.

Sui Ling casually leaned against the door frame, with her hands in her pockets, her lips curled into a smile, her eyes were indifferent and calm.

The girl's cold and warm face is very recognizable, and the light reflected in the blood-colored eyes through the gorgeous stained glass window, everyone immediately recognized Sui Ling.

"My lord, Wan An."

The man sitting in the side seat stood up, his phalanges under the white cloak were white and trembling, but he had to smile respectfully and saluted Suiling.

"My lord, Wan An." The others quickly echoed and saluted respectfully.

Sui Ling's eyes didn't give them any attention, she fell into the darkness, and her voice was faint, "It's been hundreds of millions of years, why don't you come and see me?"

"God, my lord."

The old voice seemed to have been ground on sandpaper, every word was stuttered, full of vicissitudes.

A hunchbacked figure walked out of the darkness, slowly taking off the white cloak with skinny hands, his face was criss-crossed with scald scars, which was hideous and terrifying.

The old man put on the mask and shouted again: "Master God."

Sui Ling's smile did not fall, shadows and lights intertwined, making the contradiction even more apparent.

The old man stared at Sui Ling and said gloomyly: "Okay, long time, no, see you."

Sui Ling glanced at the traces of time on the old man's body, "Not long, it's just a sleep."

When we met for the first time, the old man in front of me was only as high as her knee.

The old man gritted his teeth, his eyes were strange and cold.

"My lord, it hasn't changed at all."

"Back then, I shouldn't have spared your life."

When he avenged Shi Ming, this old man was the first to be pushed in front of him to delay time for those old things.

At that time, the old man was still young, wearing a wooden mask to cover the burns on his face, his eyes were clear and terrified, he stood timidly in front of the towering Gothic building, looking at himself in fear.

That look looks like a deer.

Clean and untainted.

She was the bait that got into the game at the beginning.

Because of this look, Shi Ming believed her.

Because of this look, Sui Ling spared her life.

"You killed my family, destroyed the blood of my compatriots, and spared my life. This is a gift from God, and it is God who destined me to uncover the corruption under the skin of your divinity!"

"I respect myself now, and God's tricks don't work." After being tortured by Heaven for a month, Sui Ling raised her eyes and replied indifferently.

Old man: "..." Whoever tells you this, she is here for revenge!

The old man glared coldly at Sui Ling, raised his hand, and the faint blue light of the machine suddenly lit up at Sui Ling's feet, the lavender spiritual power poured into the mechanical circle, and the cold wind blew Sui Ling's hair.

"It's been a long time since I touched such a strong resentful breath."

Sui Ling caressed the mechanical enchantment, her eyes drooping loosely.

"Sleeping for hundreds of millions of years, so what about immortality? After all, there is a gap between you and the times!" The old man looked mad and gloomy, and his laughter resounded clearly in the room through the mask, "Today's technology, even if it is divine power, you have to surrender!"

"Really?" Sui Ling was trapped in the barrier, with her hands in her pockets casually, and she spoke unhurriedly.

"Technology is strong, or divine power is strong, I don't argue, but, no one will tell you, I don't touch technology?"

The gods also need to keep up with the times, and it is not a good habit to be complacent.

Sui Ling spread her hand, and a pale golden ring appeared in her palm. The flower on the ring was the logo of the Space-Time Administration, and the name of the ring was engraved on the petals - Po Prison.

Xie Tingzhou knows that Shiming is rich, so he often goes to Yuanhai to sell products to young people.

Sui Ling was a little interested in the purpose of this ring, so she bought it.

Shi Ming saw it, but found that Sui Ling didn't give it to him, so he sulked for a few days because of this.

Of course, in the end Shi Ming took the initiative to go to Sui Ling to subdue him, Sui Ling is not good at coaxing people.

The ring is used to break barriers. Sui Ling researched it for a few days and made one, but the actual effect is not as good as buying it.

Golden light poured out from the ring, Sui Ling injected divine power, and the mechanical sound was as cold as ever, "Welcome to use the products of the Space-Time Administration, I wish users a happy use."

"It has been detected that the user recharged 0 yuan, unfortunately, defeating 0% of other users, recharge to increase the VIP level, will open the 'break the prison' storage space, upgrade the defense system, from now on will surely reach the pinnacle of life, and usher in a brilliant future together .”

Sui Ling: "..." Now not only advertising, but also fooling consumers, profiteers.

Sui Ling calmly ignored the sound of advertisements in this strange atmosphere, raised the ring and drew a barrier.

"The enchantment level is too high, and the permission to 'break the prisoner' has not been activated, please recharge the player."

This sentence was not read out, a red exclamation mark appeared next to the ring, and a line of words emerged.

Sui Ling: "..." Look out for Qianqian, profiteer!
It took only a few seconds from the reminder to the completion of the recharge, and there was a blurred barrier, so people outside could not see clearly what was going on inside.

I saw pale golden light flowing out from the barrier, and the light gradually became stronger, and the sound of the barrier breaking was clearly heard by everyone.

(End of this chapter)