Two-dimensional Wanderer

Dismask froze for a moment, his excited voice choked up: "You too... you are also very powerful!" After so many years, someone finally recognized him.As expected of a man with the same hair color as himself, his vision is good!

Battle, Glory, Friendship!What could be more exciting than these?

Witnessing all this, there was another burst of cheers at the scene.

The Pope nodded in relief. Although there is no major problem in the current sanctuary, it is always dead. Now that two good seedlings have been found, it can be considered to bring a little vitality to the new era.

He raised his hand to stop the cheers of the crowd, and then walked to Dismask: "Son, you are doing very well. Can you tell me where you learned these moves?"

These moves may seem opportunistic to outsiders, but in the eyes of the Pope, the strongest in the sanctuary, they are absolutely perfect actual combat techniques, which are somewhat similar to the methods used by that stinky tiger.

Although Dismask has a good talent, it is impossible to create these moves by himself, so the first thing the Pope thinks is whether this guy will find any hidden relics, and there are things like "stone wall carvings" in it.After all, the sanctuary has existed for thousands of years, so maybe there is something like a hidden wall in that corner.

Dismask was experiencing the most glorious moment in his life, his IQ was almost over, he nodded immediately, and said foolishly, "I'll take you there!"

Whoops, this kid hits the road!

The Pope took his hand and prevented the crowd from following.After all, it is the relic of the previous generation of great powers. Of course, not everyone can go there.

He waved his sleeves and took away a bad boy, leaving only the jealous guy.

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Chapter 7 A Man Who Works Will Die

Yingluo squatted on the ground, chomping on a baked potato.The hot, sweet and soft taste is like the most delicate skin of a girl. Swallow your tongue.

Fortunately, that stupid apprentice is not here, so I can only enjoy this kind of food by myself.

"Damn, you actually eat alone, and you agreed to eat it when I come!" As expected, someone was watching, and before Yingluo was happy for a while, a familiar voice came from someone.

When he looked up, it was the blue-haired fool.

"嘁!" Ying Luo showed a look of disgust, and quietly hid the remaining potatoes behind her.

Dismask was furious: "You are still hiding, obviously I found it!"

"What's up with the mud, the nest is not a chicken island at all! Hiccup~" Yingluo shoved the remaining half of the potato into his mouth, his cheeks bulging, and he couldn't speak.

"You hiccupped, you just hiccupped!" Dismask wanted to cry without tears, and he was not lucky at all on this lucky day!

Yingluo turned his head away, swallowed the contents of his mouth with all his strength, rolled his eyes from the choking, and finally relieved his breath, and then said slowly, "This is a hiccup for the teacher!"

Dismask almost exploded: "Hungry burp you bastard!"

Yingluo couldn't be fooled, and immediately pretended to be a big-tailed wolf: "Reverse disciple, to be yelling at Weiwei, how decent!"

Dismask's tears were about to fall: "I don't care about me, you said you have my share!"

Yingluo snorted: "I am obsessed with foreign objects, infatuated with tongues, and such a weak spirit, how can I become a saint of love and justice!"

The Pope was dumbfounded at first, but when he heard this, he just felt that it was very agreeable, and couldn't help but praise: "Well said, I didn't expect you to have such insight at such a young age, it's really good!"

No matter how bold Dismask was, he didn't dare to intervene in the Pope's mouth.

Yingluo didn't even look at her, she cupped her hands at the Pope and said, "The old gentleman is wrong. Although he is young, he knows the four characters of loyalty, righteousness and courage. For the sake of the goddess, he will go through fire and water!"

The Pope nodded: "Okay, then why don't you destroy the evil things hidden behind you in public!"

"Destroy you a ghost!!" It was a good business to talk to each other, but this sentence came out, will you chat!Yingluo instantly regained her ugly face, looked at the other party up and down, and asked suspiciously, "You dress like a magician, who are you, old man?"

God, God stick!

The Pope almost didn't come up in one breath. What an old man who shed blood for the goddess and was wounded for the sanctuary. You actually called me a god stick?Believe it or not, the old man has a big rotation of star dust to make you spiral into the sky!

Dismask rolled his eyes when he heard it. When he was bragging, he said that he was an old man. When he turned his face, he became an old man. It's shameless!But this matter was related to the life and death of those potatoes. He felt that as the alternate fighter of the goddess, he should resolve the grievances and put peace as the most precious thing, so he hurriedly introduced: "This lord is the Pope of the Sanctuary!"

"The Pope?" Yingluo was startled, it turned out that the landlord came to the door, what is this for, is the rent increased?

Seeing Yingluo's shocked expression, the Pope raised his head like a victorious rooster.Hmph, now I know how powerful this old man is, but it is also because the old man has been transferred to clerical work for many years. If you want to put aside the temper of the past, you can go to the Pamirs to lift stones for me!

"Little guy, I heard that you claimed to be Dismask's master just now. Did you teach him those strange moves?" The Pope asked a little bit tangled.After all, I thought it was an inscription on the stone wall, but in the end it turned out to be a wild Feng Qingyang, and it was a baby version. The three views he had maintained for nearly 200 years almost failed.

"Strange tricks?" Yingluo scratched her head, "Oh, you mean those basic skills, yes, I taught them." She wiped the sweat from her forehead, as long as it wasn't to raise the rent.

"Basic skills?" The Pope was taken aback: "I think it's quite clever."

What are you doing?Your apprentice is still a fan outside?

Yingluo was a little confused, but he still said truthfully: "It's all the most basic things. After all, that guy's brain is too stupid, so I can only teach him so much."

"My mind is fine..." Dismask muttered dejectedly, and then Yingluo glared at him and almost urinated.

The Pope said: "These children are the alternate Huang... alternate fighters, they are all geniuses selected from thousands of places, how did they become stupid when they came to you?"

That's it!Dismask nodded repeatedly.

Yingluo said in her heart that as the boss of the sanctuary, you are the boss of the sanctuary, and you have to deal with all kinds of problems every day. You have nothing to do with me, this kid, you are going to play Kai, the potatoes are going to be cold!

But under the eaves, she had to bow her head. Facing the landlord's arrogance, as a tenant, she could only answer honestly: "He is talented, he can endure hardships, he has a good foundation, and his body is far superior to his peers in all aspects. .But if you can win a fight with a lot of strength, you can just turn your wrists, and what kind of martial arts are you practicing!"

The Pope nodded: "It makes sense, you continue to say."

This old man is so annoying.Yingluo murmured in his heart and said helplessly: "In my opinion, although strength is essential, how to use it is more important. The former only needs to practice hard, while the latter requires wisdom."

"For example, humans can design traps and weapons to fight against powerful beasts?" The Pope was not stupid, of course, he could hear what Yingluo meant.

"Not bad." Yinluo glanced at Dismask: "He can't say he's stupid, he can only say that he's not smart enough. After all, most people in the world can only use weapons, but can't make weapons. I use them for some reasons. It takes him a lot of time, and it will definitely delay his cultivation. Therefore, tailoring a set of weapons for him can be regarded as a debt to each other."

The Pope smiled: "So you are someone who can make weapons?"

Yingluo shrugged and admitted boldly: "Who said no."

She didn't lie either. The so-called weapons were actually means of fighting.Muscles have limits, but spirit and wisdom do not.Having experienced the tempering of the world of Kenshin, and fought against the evil of this world for several years in the Throne of Heroes, Yingluo has become very strong.But the stronger she is, the more she feels that she is shackled and unable to move forward.Because of the too strong power, she was unable to observe the details, which led to the cut off of the way forward.

Feitian Yujianliu is powerful, and there is nothing wrong with the path that he has insisted on for a long time.But unfortunately, this road has come to an end.

It was originally the path of mortals, and the limit was surpassed again and again, and the path became narrower and narrower.

There is a rare chance to return to childhood, so Yingluo is not in a hurry to regain his strength, but focuses on the details, the purpose is to create a brand new path of his own.

The Pope snorted: "Little guy, you are very loud."

Yingluo pouted, "Just wait and see."

"Hehe, then I'll wait and see." The Pope nodded: "The last question."

"What?"

The Pope was silent for a while and said, "If a beast is born with the power to destroy the world, can humans really create weapons to deal with them?"

"Deal with it?" Yingluo glanced at the statue of Athena in the distance, and asked with a smile: "The function of weapons, shouldn't it be to kill the opponent?"

The Pope was shocked and shouted: "Let's go!" Immediately afterwards, an invisible pressure spread from him, and the nearest Dismask was the first to be unable to bear it, and fainted with a slap.

Yin Luo also swayed, gritted her teeth and sat down against the wall, a flash of light flashed in her eyes, as if she saw a child with a toy.

The Pope flicked his sleeves and said angrily, "You are too careless. You will live in the Pope's Palace in the future, and I will teach you personally!"

"Huh?" Yingluo was dumbfounded.

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Chapter 8 Small Universe

Shortly after the Pope's old magic stick left, two paralyzed faces came, wearing silver-white armor, probably the legendary silver saint.They picked up Yingluo and left without saying a word.Considering the defeat, Yingluo did not resist.

As for Dismask... Who cares, there are no beasts in the Sanctuary anyway, right?

The landlord not only did not increase the rent, but also changed to a bigger house?

Yingluo felt that if the Pope's old man was engaged in real estate, he would definitely lose money.

Under the dim oil lamp, the Pope was sitting in a pile of documents, and said without raising his head, "You can sit anywhere."

Sit and sit, I'm afraid you won't succeed.

Yingluo looked left and right, and then his face dropped.Apart from the writing desk, there is nothing left in this broken room.Is this the Pope's Palace or the ancient tomb of Zhongnanshan, and the little dragon girl?Let her come out and meet me!

Yingluo sat down on the ground, feeling a little hard, and then brought a stack of documents under her buttocks, and then she became honest.After waiting for a long time, before the Pope stopped writing, his stomach growled with hunger.

Fortunately, there were still a few potatoes left at noon, so she was not polite, she took out one and gnawed it.

The sanctuary is very large, but in the final analysis, it is a military camp. In addition to soldiers or soldiers, there is at most the difference between fierce and very fierce.You can let these guys mess up, but let them do internal affairs and they will be blinded.

Small Universe is a good hand in demolition, but it can't stop leaking roofs.

From the sacrifice work of the goddess to the defecation problem of the arrogant children of the alternate fighters, all of them have to be approved and dealt with by the Pope alone.It is also a pity that there is a small universe to support it, and to put it on ordinary people, I don’t know how to die from overwork hundreds of times.

Sometimes, I really envy that stinky tiger. Lushan is such a beautiful place, how suitable for old age.

Look at yourself again, it's really not a human life!

The Pope rubbed his aching shoulders, and was about to take a break when he heard the sound of Bibisuoso. When he looked up, he saw that Yingluo was eating deliciously. He was so angry that he was smoking.

The old man is working hard here, but you little guy is eating happily. It's really a goddess who can't bear it, and the Pope can't bear it!

Immediately with a wave of his hand, an invisible force caught Ying Luo into the air, and with another hook of his finger, a few baked potatoes flew out.

Yingluo yelled anxiously, "Don't, leave one for me!"

The Pope snorted, and the invisible force shook Yingluo twice, making sure that there was no more hidden goods, and then he released the control. He wanted to let someone fall down and punish him, but who knew that Yingluo turned over, Landed firmly on the ground.

"Yo, the little guy is pretty good."

Yingluo stared hard at the stolen potatoes, and said with a dark face, "Old guy, you are not bad either."

Seeing that she dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, the Pope felt that he had finally regained his strength, and smiled triumphantly under the mask: "You don't seem to be curious about my power just now."

"What's strange, you are the boss of the Sanctuary, who would obey you if you didn't have two brushes?" Yingluo rolled his eyes and said, "Besides, you can't hide the smell of blood on your body, and you have killed a lot of people, right? "

The Pope was stunned, but did not answer.Instead, he raised his finger and pointed to the back of the palace and said, "I'm not the boss of the sanctuary, the real boss is there."

That is the direction of the Goddess Temple.

Yingluo shrugged: "At least the master hasn't come yet, right?"

The Pope nodded: "How do you say that in Chinese, there are no tigers in the mountains, and monkeys are called kings."

"Can you speak Chinese?"

"Well, because I know an old guy, he's Chinese."

"friend?"

"enemy!"

Yingluo nodded: "Oh, it seems that they are quite good friends!"