Two-dimensional Wanderer

The cold sword energy is mixed with the small universe, and it is obviously still in the peak state of the six senses, but it gives people a feeling of complete invincibility.

The Brahmin was covered in sweat, almost hysterically shouting, "Great God Burning Heaven, attack!"

In the face of the rushing giant, Yingluo did not retreat or dodge. Instead, he leaped up and saw a flash of sword light. The giant's head collapsed in a whimper, and then disappeared again.

Ying Luo flicked her swords and said disdainfully, "No matter how powerful a force is, you need to have the skills to control it! It's a pity that you don't have it!"

The Brahmin sat down on the ground: "Impossible... God Burning Heaven is invincible, invincible!"

"Okay, even if Fen Tian is invincible, that's someone else's ability. What does it have to do with you? People, you can only rely on yourself!" With the steel sword on the Brahman's neck, Yingluo asked: "Any last words?"

The brahmin was awakened by the undisguised killing intent, and he shivered in shock. He didn't look like a wise man just now, shaking like a quail: "You, you can't kill me, you can't kill me! Kill me! Without me, Shaka will never wake up again!"

Yingluo shrugged: "What a strange last word!"

Seeing a flash of white light, the Brahmin's head flew into the sky, his face full of incredulity, as if he didn't understand why Yingluo would ignore the lives of his companions until he died.

"You...you didn't come to save Shaka?"

"When did I say I was going to save Shaka?" Yingluo waved his hand and said with a smile, "I'm just here to destroy a door!"

The Brahman's head fell to the ground, with doubts and unwillingness on it, but no matter what, he was just a dead man now.

Yingluo let out a long sigh, the two steel swords were sheathed, and then disappeared: "It's done!"

Milo said in surprise, "You just killed him like that?"

"How can you kill it if you don't kill it like this?" Yingluo asked inexplicably: "Do you still want to do one of the top ten tortures of the Qing Dynasty? Your heart is too vicious, I can't see that you are such a saint!"

"I don't want to! My heart is not vicious! And what are the top ten tortures of the Qing Dynasty? I bah, these are not the point!" Milo said angrily: "These guys have problems, even the four of them dare to challenge the Holy Spirit. Domain? I always feel that there is some conspiracy behind it!"

Yingluo waved his hand indifferently: "You are strong enough, so don't be afraid of plots and tricks; if you are not strong enough, it is useless to be afraid! If that's the case, what are you worried about? If you want me to say that you should eat and sleep, it's fine. Destroying a sect to cultivate one's sentiments and making oneself stronger is the kingly way!"

Milo's face is twitching, who is using extermination to cultivate sentiment?Besides, where are there so many doors that can be destroyed?And we are the saints of love and justice, not the bandits who robbed the house!

His chest heaved up and down, almost not holding back his internal injuries.Although what he said just now is very subtle and somewhat reasonable, Milo always felt that he was being fed by the mouth, and there was poison in this Xiang.

Dismask couldn't stand it either, and hurriedly came up to change the subject: "What about Shaka, that obsessive-compulsive disorder is still half-dead."

Yingluo thought about it for a while, and said, "This is easy to handle, it's up to me!" Then she came to Shaka's side and shouted: "The zodiac sign is going to be changed to the zodiac sign!" The foot slammed into Shaka's face, kicking him straight out.

Milo and Dismask were both stupid, and what surprised them even more was that Shaka, who flew out, shook his head and woke up, and the first sentence he said was: "Thirteen is not good, Thirteen is not. Symmetry!"

"Fuck, is this okay?" The three voices said in unison.

Wait, three voices?

Dismask and Milo turned their heads at the same time, finding that Yinluo was also surprised.

"Fuck, you are so stupid!"

"Cough cough!" Yingluo quickly pretended to be as steady as an old dog and said, "What the hell, this is all calculated by me!"

Dismask and Milo look contemptuous, believe you to be a ghost!

In any case, Shaka was awake, and there was basically no damage except for a little pain in his face.

"I said Shaka, why did you have anal sex with these guys?" Milo asked.

Shaka replied: "Because of the greatest mystery of Virgo, the Heavenly Dance Wheel is formed by the power of a group of Indian gods such as Burning. In the age of mythology, they were allies of the goddess Athena, and promised every time When the holy war comes, I will contribute my strength, but I didn’t expect that this generation of Fentian guardians would break their promises, so I made a bet with Brahmin that if I can defeat him in the spiritual world, he will hand over Fentian If I am not as powerful as him, I will give up my status as a Saint Seiya for him to drive. Now it seems that I am still slightly inferior, if it is not for you, I am afraid I will be trapped in it and cannot extricate myself."

Dismask saw Shaka frowning, so he stepped forward and comforted: "He is much older than you, and he must have read more Buddhist scriptures than you. You can't say that he is not ashamed."

"Shame? What's the shame." Shaga said in confusion: "I am alive and he died. It should be him who is ashamed, right?"

"Then why are you frowning?"

"I just want to dig a grave."

"What?" Dismask was shocked.

Shaka pointed to the surroundings and said, "This Lumbini Garden was originally the cemetery of the Indian gods. Mastering this place is equivalent to mastering the heavenly dance. But the Brahman is dead, and the formal means can't work, so I just thought about it. Connect this small space with my virgin palace, and use the power of the goddess to refine it. By the way, Diss, you are a professional grave digger, give me some advice!"

Dismask jumped angrily and shouted: "I'm not a grave digger, I'm a funeral! Bah, I'm not a funeral, I'm... I'm... Forget it, what do you like? What is it called!" Said, the golden saint of Cancer squatted on the ground and drew a circle with a look of grievance.

Yingluo was quite happy to hear it. She patted Shajia on the shoulder and said, "Young man, I can't see that you hate me more than I do. At most, I will kill a door. You are going to dig up other people's ancestral graves."

Shaka said embarrassedly: "I am compassionate, I am saving them!"

"Hey, I just like your shameless energy!"

Shaka: "..."

Yingluo laughed twice, then waved his hand and said, "That's it, Shaka and Dis are staying here to study grave digging. Milo and I will go out first, we still have business to do."

Milo was stunned for a moment: "...what is it?" As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly realized: "You are talking about India and Nepal!" Even he forgot about this, but Yingluo still remembered it.Thinking of this, he felt ashamed. Although Yingluo looked a little unreliable and acted insanely, he was still very principled in matters of right and wrong, inexplicable... and a little moved.

As a result, Yingluo said strangely: "India? Nepal? What do they have to do with me?"

Milo was taken aback: "Then what are you talking about?"

Yingluo tugged at the tattered clothes on her body and said, "Of course I'm shopping for clothes. You look like a beggar's clothes. You stinky bastards watched for a long time in vain!"

Mi Luo spat out a mouthful of old blood: "You are a 12-year-old little girl, who cares to look at you, return my touch!"

"Hey, the dog won't eat your emotions." Yingluo kicked Milo: "Hurry up and make way for me!"

"Wait two!" Shaka suddenly stopped the two of them: "I also have a big event here."

"What's the big deal about digging a grave, cheating a corpse or digging up oil?"

Shaka shook his head, stretched out his right face, and pleaded, "Okay, give me another kick, otherwise it's asymmetrical!"

Milo and Dis covered their faces, what happened to this unfortunate thing in Saint Seiya.

Yingluo did not refuse, it was a pleasure to help others.When she saw Shaka's little face, she rounded her legs: "Let's go!"

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Chapter 29 Was, Molested? !

Again, Sanctuary is not without money.

There is really no money, and a few dark creatures will be destroyed, and there will be.

From the age of myths to the present, God knows how many dark creatures have been raided and exterminated by the Sanctuary, and the wealth accumulated is simply innumerable.Not to mention the real money and silver, some of the pots and jars that were thrown in the corners waiting to become moldy and ashes may be the pots that King Arthur used to hold rice, or the pots that King Conqueror used to soak his feet, in short, just throw them away. One piece out is an antique cultural relic that can shock the entire archaeological community to urinary incontinence.

Saga has just become the chairman of the Sanctuary Group. He is eager to prove himself, and of course he does not want to take the old path of Yikusitian.Therefore, Yingluo's business trip this time, the funds he approved are quite sufficient, anyway, he is the first to apply for the Privy Council, and he is also the pope who stamps the seal.

Yingluo is not short of money now. According to reason, her clothes shopping trip should be smooth, but Asan, who is so immortal, will not let the two of them enter because of her disheveled clothes!Hey, this shitty and vulgar plot made Yingluo go wild. It's a pity that Milo was holding her waist tightly, or this broken shop has to be demolished by Yingluo. .

"Let go!" Yingluo said angrily.

Milo had dark circles under his eyes and was punched by Yingluo just now.He said miserably: "If you promise not to cause trouble, I will let it go."

"Really, you are a golden saint, do you want to be so cowardly?"

"Because I'm a golden saint, I'm embarrassed!"

"You mean I'm shameless?"

"That's what you said..."

"Oh, my temper is so outrageous, believe it or not, I will punch you to death!"

"Even if you hammer me to death, I won't let go! The dignified golden saints bully a few ordinary people, and it's rumored that I'm still alive?"

Yingluo also had a headache when he saw Milo's deathly remonstrance.Seeing that more and more people gathered around, she could only say: "Okay, okay, I promise you not to cause trouble, now you can always let go!"

Milo looked up in surprise: "Really?"

"A man's words are hard to follow!"

Milo whispered: "You're not a man, are you bullying me for not studying enough?"

This sentence undoubtedly hit Yingluo's sore spot. She slapped Milo on the forehead, gritted her teeth and said, "Do you understand the spirit of understanding?"

"I understand, don't fight, don't fight!"

"I don't want to let go after I understand, it's not ashamed for a big gentleman to kneel on the ground!"

Milo then let go of his hand, slowly stood up from the ground, patted the soil on his knees, and burst into tears.

Yingluo frowned and said, "I promised you, you still cry."

Milo said bitterly: "I'm not crying about this, I'm crying because I have become a Golden Saint Seiya, but I still have to beg someone in a low-key manner. This is not the life I want at all."

When Yingluo heard this, she was almost amused, she coughed a few times and forced herself to hold back her smile and asked, "Then what do you want in life?"

"At the very least, it needs to be well-respected and admired. Let's spread the sand on the ground and purify the water."

"Are you supposed to be the emperor on a tour?" Yingluo said angrily, "Young man, work hard for the goddess, don't think too much!"

Milo started crying even harder.

Yingguo couldn't see it anymore, and the small universe swept away, and the audience froze for a second, and then quickly dispersed.

"Okay, I've erased the memory of you kneeling in the street from their minds. No one but me knows you've done such a shameful thing."

Milo choked and said, "Then...then you can also erase your memory."

When Yingluo heard this, she shook her head and hurriedly said, "How can I do it? I'm still threatening you with this!"

Milo: "..."

"Let's go!" Yingluo kicked him, pulled the clothes on her body, and said angrily, "I'm the most fashionable beggar's clothes, these Asan really don't know anything."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw a car screeching to a stop on the side of the road. Fifteen or six people came down from above, all dressed and leather shoes, and looked like dogs.When they got out of the car, they saw that Yingluo first shivered, swayed with excitement, and then fell to his knees with a thud, shaking his legs, and kept kowtowing on the ground.

With so many people kowtowing together, it was much bigger than Milo's battle just now, and the crowd that had dispersed not long ago gathered again and pointed to this side.

Yingluo was taken aback: "I wipe, who are you?"

One of the leaders said: "My lord, have you forgotten? A few nights ago, in Mumbai, you led us to defeat the mob and quell the unrest."

Yingluo took a closer look, and it turned out to be the group of dark wizards.It's just that at that time, they were all wrapped in animal skins like the jungle natives, but now they are wearing suits and ties, so I didn't think of it right away.She scratched her face and said, "Oh, it's you. I'm sorry, you didn't recognize you when you put on your clothes."

Dark Wizard: "..."

The leader swallowed the blood that was in his throat abruptly, and said carefully: "That's right, this time, we are here to report to you about the last time we worked to calm down the chaos, and I hope you will tell us about it. Some new instructions are given for future work arrangements."

What are you doing in the future has something to do with me!

Yingluo waved his hand and said, "Don't make trouble, I have to go shopping for clothes."

"Clothes, I need various styles of clothes!" The leader yelled at the back, and immediately two young people took out their big brothers and started to contact.

"Don't worry, I guarantee you will be satisfied in 10 minutes!"