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"Come back before dark." Bai Wei glanced at the time: "Six past five, neither early nor late."

"Brother!" Liu Shengshuangyue rushed forward, carefully inspecting his wounds, seeing the traces of severe burns, her eyes immediately turned red, and she glared fiercely at Jinguji next to her: "Is this how you are responsible?"

Jinguji Saki didn't even answer the scolding, she bowed her head and said, "I'm sorry, I'm beyond my strength."

Fuck... This is a family tragedy and comedy in which a mother scolds her daughter-in-law the first time she sees her son injured?

Bai Wei patted Liu Shengshuangyue on the forehead: "Don't make trouble, she helped a lot, at least say thank you."

Liu Shengshuangyue reluctantly said a word: "Thank you..."

Then she took a look at Gongsi, and her dissatisfaction overflowed again: "Thank you for the hammer! You don't have a single wound on your whole body, and your face is radiant, as if you have gone for skin care. Brother must be protecting you!"

Jinguji Saki hesitated to speak, saying that he couldn't explain clearly, but this matter was the only one that was clear.

So she put her hands on her chest, turned her head and hummed: "I don't want him to protect me!"

Why does this sound a bit inappropriate?

Still proud?

Liu Shengshuangyue was suddenly a little confused, what was going on with this atmosphere where I was the only one who couldn't do it?

Bai Wei rubbed the center of his brows, it's all in chaos.

Either way...

He left the two chattering girls beside him and walked towards Guidie. The girl stood there, clutching her sleeves nervously, like a sinner waiting to be judged.

"It's been dealt with," he said.

She raised her face abruptly, her pupils were constricting, then dilated, and her breathing was stagnant.

Bai Wei continued: "You are safe."

Her body swayed slightly, almost falling over.

Bai Wei stretched out his right hand to hold her shoulder.

Subconsciously, she leaned over, grabbed Bai Wei's sleeve, lowered her head, her forehead was almost pressed against his chest, hiding a subtle expression.

"Really?"

Mosquitoes and flies with weak voices asked like begging.

She was afraid, afraid of this relief, like snowflakes falling from the sky, falling in the palm of her hand and melting in just a second.

"Really." Bai Wei raised his eyes and looked at the sunset in the distance: "I came back alive, do I need any other proof?"

"Thank you..." She gritted her teeth and said with a trembling voice, "Thank you for coming back alive."

"You're welcome, I'm just doing it for myself."

"Is that so?" the girl asked softly.

"Yes, you died a hundred times, and I turned a blind eye to it."

"You are such a cruel person." Gui Die asked faintly, "Can I ask for one more thing brazenly?"

"Say it and I'll think about it."

"I want to try the squirrel mandarin fish again...can I have a meal?"

"Okay." Bai Wei agreed very lightly.

The girl laughed through tears.

"I'll go too!" Jinguji heard the name of the dish and Cengfan.

Liu Shengshuangyue stared: "Don't come, you are all bad women!"

The voices of people were loud and lively, the sun was sinking, and the train at [-]:[-] was on the road without the sound of explosions.

The auspicious day is peaceful, the years are quiet and good, and all disputes are over happily...

Chapter 67 Rage, Rage Against the Fading of the Light

Opening the principle of heroic spirits, not to mention 50 people, even 500 people from a hundred people, they are all delivering food.

The dimensionality reduction strike of mystery never makes sense.

The torrent of memory engulfed Jinguji again, but as long as you don't resist, there will be no danger.

At most, there will be some symptoms of headache and brain fever. Even so, the principle of Heroic Spirits can still automatically trigger the search for enemies and clean up the weeds here.

Bringing her was the right choice, and it would inevitably take a lot of trouble if you wanted to do it yourself.

Bai Wei walked through the front hall of the church, bypassed the stone carvings, walked all the way forward from the side door, and walked to the open space behind the church.

Here is a garden full of bright white flowers.

In the outdoor environment, in winter, the temperature is low. It is not a greenhouse environment, but there are hundreds of flowers blooming. Although it is delicate and beautiful, it also looks weird.

In the garden, someone was cutting white flowers, holding a gardening field in his hand, looking like an ordinary gardener.

The man in a western-style robe raised his eyes. His eyes were blue, his skin was fair, and his curly chestnut hair was clearly not from this country.

"I thought it would take some time to find it. I didn't expect that someone would take the initiative to find it."

He said without surprise in his tone: "It's normal for a traitor to know about the stronghold. But... why are you alone?"

Bai Wei just remained silent, and then took a step to the side. After [-] seconds, a gap was suddenly opened in the grass on the ground, and a three-meter-long alienated limb shot out from the gap, which looked like a plant root and an ocean. The soft tissue of the creature penetrated the position where Bai Wei was standing before, and split in the empty space.

He took another three steps to the left, chi chi chi... three more stabbing sounds piercing through the air.

Bai Wei said in Chinese: "It's really a dog who can't change eating shit."

"Hehe..." The pastor with blue eyes smiled, "I don't understand Ming dialect."

"As a member of the Holy Cult, you actually converted to evil gods. Although both seem hopeless, the former is barely harmless, and the latter is simply nuclear pollution. If there is a trial court in Yingzhou, you should have been sent to prison by now. The stake is set." Bai Wei said lightly.

The blue-eyed pastor opened his arms: "The church taught me how to love the world, and the evil god taught me how to go further... Both of them have benefited me a lot. How can there be a difference between high and low beliefs?"

"Too greedy will die miserably, especially for a person like you who lacks faith."

"Do you have the right to say that about me, Ming people?"

"I'm not talking nonsense to you as a Ming person, but it's also... what nonsense I'm talking to apostates."

"You can't beat me, especially here." The blue-eyed pastor threw down the flower basket with a smile on his face: "But you came at the right time."

【OVENICE O VERSTEHEIM】

【Comprehensive Level: 47】

[Holy Cult Air Cavalry 17; Evil God Missionary 30]

[Alienation degree: 70%; HP: 100%]

【Title: The Unclean】

[Unclean people who lack belief and act only for power and power...]

[Warning: The danger level is extremely high! 】

[Warning: Life is precious! 】

[Warning: Calm down, restrain yourself, run away! 】

Rows of high-risk entries came out, and Bai Wei had seen them many times, but every time he saw them, he felt a strong sense of oppression.

How should I put it, it's like playing a game of the Black Soul series, passing through the Gate of White Mist, the background music is playing, solemn and solemn, the oppressive boss in the picture starts to move, and you think that you haven't saved for a long time Oh, and I took another look at the 30 souls on my body...

I can't help but start to hold the game controller tightly, sweating my hands. This kind of fear is difficult to eliminate. If you want to get rid of this deep-rooted sense of fear and oppression, the best way is only one... kill it once.

This treatment works for all monster phobias from Monster Hunt to Dark Souls.

Thinking of this, Bai Wei couldn't help laughing out, laughing easily.

"why are you laughing?"

The blue-eyed pastor showed displeasure on his face, and no one could continue to talk nonsense after he showed his true appearance, laughing like no one else.

This attitude of treating him as a dead person was too arrogant, and it reminded him of some bad memories.

But...he is another damned Ming countryman!

"I actually gave you many chances, but you didn't grasp it."

"A hundred times, you failed to kill me."

Bai Wei suppressed his smile.

"Now... it's my turn."

The unclean man sneered, thinking that he was an arrogant person, and said in a low voice: "Big words are not ashamed."

More than 70.00% of his body has been alienated, which means that he is already very different from the human race.

The pitch-black tentacles extending from the back waved, making a sharp piercing sound, like a steel knife and axe.

Bai Wei took a step forward, raised his right hand flat, and a cold light spread quickly on his palm. The Han knife fell into his palm, and the tentacles and limbs were chopped into pieces.

This knife is still a nameless knife, but there are some changes. Its ordinary appearance has become a little more vivid, the blade is smoother, and the end of the handle has become a steel tiger's head biting an iron ring... At the same time, it also becomes more handy!

The air blade was sharp, and the cold light chopped into pieces the steel-like alienated limbs.

Most of the believers of the evil gods are not officially experienced combat personnel, but they can still pose a huge threat. The reason is that the blessing of the evil gods will gradually alienate human beings into another creature, just like the followers of Cthulhu will become Like non-human dependents, evil gods will also pollute the consciousness, spirit and body of human beings to make them surpass the current life stage...

This may be a kind of deterioration, but in the eyes of the evil god believers, it is also a way to transcend the mundane. As long as the spirit, will and body are constantly paralyzed, they can also reach the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss in another sense.

I am no longer a human being!Why stick to the way of human existence!

hum-

Bai Wei continued to swing the saber, and he had already slashed it thirty times in just five steps, so he didn't dare to rush forward.

Human strength is exhausted, and every time the strength is exhausted, a long round of breathing must be carried out.

If it is done in one go, if it is not done in one go, then there is a high probability that it will become a dead person.

Bai Wei swung his saber, and the lingering light of the saber was entwined with a seven-foot-long sword aura, making him look like he was waving a sharp spear.

The light of the knife cut through the white flower bushes on both sides.

The blue-eyed priest straightened his back and frowned in surprise. Such a pure use of sword energy was already in the realm of a swordsman, which surprised him a little.