After becoming a disciple of the Pope

The nearby street lamps were in disrepair for a long time, and the dim moonlight passed through the branches to vaguely outline a tall figure, with half of the shoulders pressed against the courtyard wall, walking towards them step by step, with slow steps, as if every step was very difficult.

Xiaoji landed from the air, scratched his sharp claws, raised his tail high, and kept shouting warnings at the other party, but the man turned a blind eye and was still approaching.

Glancing at the damaged street lamp from the corner of the eye, Ye Shaoqing moved his fingertips slightly, and randomly drew a few symbols in the air. The bulb flower in the glass cover struggled as if returning to the light, and finally spit out a faint ray of light feebly, obliquely. Slanted on the man's body, half of his pale and thin handsome face and his dirty and wrinkled clothes were reflected, making him look like a beggar.

The other half of the face was hidden in the shadows, and the exposed half looked indifferent, but a pair of deep eyes were extremely bright, without any cloudiness or confusion.The only valuable thing on his body was probably the long sword pinned around his waist, with a purple gemstone inlaid on the hilt. It was the aura of this gemstone that made Xiaoji feel uneasy and vigilant.

Just when Xiaoji's nerves were tense and he was about to rush forward to bite him, the man stared at Xiaoji and suddenly opened his mouth and said: "Meat!"

"Oh?" Xiaoji tilted his head suspiciously.

Ye Shaoqing thought for a while, and translated thoughtfully: "He probably wants to roast you to eat."

"Aw?!!!"

Before Xiaoji could blow his hair, the other party suddenly drew his sword and stabbed at him!

The sword light was inconceivably fast, the sharp blade shone coldly under the moonlight, pierced through the air relentlessly, and with the aura of tearing the night apart, it slashed at Xiaoji——

A feather broke in two and fell feebly with the night wind.

It fell from Xiaoji's wings, or more precisely, it was chopped off by a sword—fortunately, Ye Shaoqing pulled the little guy's tail back in time, otherwise the other party could go directly to "roast Jiji's wings" "Are.

Who is this!Ye Shaoqing's heart trembled, he couldn't help but think too much under the crisis, a series of instant magic spells came out without thinking, night vision!Quick Shadow!Defense Shield!

The milky white halo fell on Xiaoji and himself separately, and the surrounding vision became clear in an instant. With the speed greatly increased, the sword light that could not be caught by the naked eye slowed down obviously in the eyes, and it was barely enough for Xiaoji to circle around. for a while.

The man pierced the air several times in a row, tilted his head and easily dodged Xiaoji's angry bullet, and let out a surprised syllable in a low voice. There is an owner.

"priest?"

This fact made the man hesitate, he slowly put down the long sword, retracted it into the scabbard, looked at Xiaoji's fat body with a little regret, his Adam's apple slipped, as if he was swallowing saliva.

Seeing that this person stopped attacking, Ye Shaoqing frowned, looked him up and down, and asked, "Who are you? Why did you attack us late at night?"

The man looked indifferent, and after a while, he said coldly: "Hungry."

"..." Nima, this is a robbery in the middle of the night!Still the kind of grabbing food!

This man's swordsmanship is quite good, Ye Shaoqing still didn't take it lightly, stared at him deeply, but the man seemed to have lost interest, and slowly moved back to the base of the wall and squatted down, as if waiting for the next unlucky ghost passing by .

But there is no one around here in the middle of the night.

Xiaoji seemed to be a little afraid of this person, or that sword.Ye Shaoqing ignored Xiao Jiba's eyes looking away, took a few steps forward, and asked the man, "You've been here all this time? Did you see a white six-tailed fox passing by?"

The man glanced at him coldly, without saying a word.

"Thank you." Ye Shaoqing didn't expect to ask anything. After walking two steps, he found a small bag of jerky from the storage bag he carried with him. He didn't know how long it had been stored and whether it had deteriorated. Anyway, he wouldn't eat it. .

Ye Shaoqing casually threw it to that person and ignored it.

In the silent late night, there was no one in the field, the cold wind swayed the dwarf trees on both sides, and the sound of regular footsteps echoed low and low on the path.

He obviously stopped, why didn't the footsteps stop?

He and Xiaoji looked at each other and turned their heads at the same time. At the end of the path, there was a figure swaying in the distance, following them like a shadow.

"Isn't that the strange guy just now..." Being followed by someone in a deserted place in the middle of the night, Ye Shaoqing panicked for a while, his eyes signaled Xiaoji to run quickly, and even blessed the Swift Shadow technique.

Unexpectedly, that man also ran along with them, with unexpectedly strong endurance, sticking to the back of his butt like brown sugar, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter how hard he tried, he followed three streets abruptly.

Seeing that he was about to return to the Heichuan Temple, Ye Shaoqing abruptly gave up the boring game of chasing each other, took a few breaths, stopped in place and waited for the other party to catch up, and asked calmly, "What are you doing with us?"

After running for such a long distance, the man's breathing was only a little short. He stood still in front of Ye Shaoqing, a thin layer of sweat oozes from his pale face, but a tinge of blood was added to it, making him look even weaker and paler, with a thin body. Dressed lightly, he looked as if he could fall ill with the wind.

A hand was stretched out in front of Ye Shaoqing, the palm was spread upwards, the fingertips and the tiger's mouth were thickly calloused from holding the sword all the year round, only after fighting with him did he realize how disproportionate the power this hand held was with his appearance .

Ye Shaoqing didn't pay attention to his hand, but set his eyes on the transparent food bag in his palm - it was the dried meat bag he threw over just now!

A man's voice came from the opposite side: "I'm done eating, I'll give it back to you."

"...So you chased me all this way just to give me back the rubbish you ate?!"

The man tilted his head to look at him, pursed his lips and said nothing, but his expression clearly said, what's wrong?

Ye Shaoqing looked at him expressionlessly, her heart was broken at the moment.

"I admire and thank you very much for your awareness of environmental protection." Ye Shaoqing finished this sentence without any ups and downs, took the food bag, turned around and left.

"Wait." The man stopped him suddenly, and whispered in a voice without any emotion, "There are some people hiding in front, with murderous intent."

Ye Shaoqing's expression was awe-inspiring, and Xiaoji, who was extremely sensitive to hostility, had already stood in front of his master, baring two rows of ferocious fangs, and roaring towards the dark forest.

The perception of spiritual power was covered instantly, and Ye Shaoqing frowned. The other party seemed to have the ability to shield the detection of spiritual power, and the information sent back was hazy and unreal.This means that the enemy is very likely to have a dark magician.

Behind a big tree surrounded by four people not far away, a dark magician in a black cloak squinted his eyes, hiding in the darkness, staring at the two of them silently. He also wears a priest badge. Unlike Ye Shaoqing, the badge he wears is dark red, symbolizing the color of iron, blood and punishment—that is the exclusive symbol of the Holy See Tribunal.

This time, he was secretly ordered to look for an extremely dangerous mutant white fox beast, and he received news that the target was with a boy named Ye Shaoqing, but... which of the two men is it?Moreover, there seems to be no sign of the target around.

Forget it, kill them all, and that fox will naturally come out to protect the Lord.

The dark magician's indifferent pupils stared at the two of them without even thinking about it, and directly gave the order to shoot or kill. A little priest with only a mere juvenile spirit beast, even looking at it was superfluous.In his opinion, those two people were already dead, and as for the other guy whose origin was unknown, he could only blame him for being unlucky.

There are countless poor people who die every day due to bad luck in the entire empire. There is not much more than one, and there is not much if there is one less.

The order was issued, and the swordsmen hiding in the woods rushed up and surrounded the two of them under the cover of night.Judging by the quantity, there is enough for a complete guard team.

At the same time, as the dark magician stretched out his hand and pointed far away, four thick earthen walls rose abruptly, and slowly closed over the center, surrounding the besieging swordsmen and Ye Shaoqing together. , heaven and earth, all directions, all exits are blocked, like a completely closed arena, both sides must fight to the death, only one party is completely dead, can leave.

In the dark night, a huge black box suddenly appeared, isolating all the sounds of fighting inside, and the viscous mental power trapped people inside, constantly absorbing the enemy's spiritual power for my use, as time went by , The earth wall will only become higher and thicker, and the enemies inside will only become weaker and weaker. In the end, like all failed gladiators, they will become the stepping stones of the winner and die in despair.

A smug smile appeared on the corner of the dark magician's lips. None of the well-trained swordsmen of the Tribunal was weak. In such a small scene, he was not worthy of letting himself do it himself. He just needed to be like a patient hunter. Waiting for the alien white fox that may appear at any time, give it a fatal blow.

After a while, the battle in the black box seemed to be coming to an end. The dark magician was a little disappointed. He didn't expect that he couldn't survive such a short time, and the white fox didn't show up. The two of them were probably dead bodies.

The dark magician sneered contemptuously, and was about to release the black box, when several small sounds suddenly came out, and cracks appeared on the earth walls!

"Impossible!" The dark magician's cold smile suddenly froze on his face, watching the crack like a spider web getting bigger and bigger, spreading like a prairie fire!

His proud black box was actually broken!

There was a loud bang, and amidst the smoke and dust, only two figures remained standing in the ruins, with corpses lying all over their feet.

The dark magician cursed angrily as a waste, and was about to sneak away, when he was horrified to find that he was as stiff as a sculpture and could not move - a cold sword light slashed straight at him!