Female Venerable: The devil wants to be a big star

Chapter 202
The monks stood up again and looked at the boy in awe. The bishop took out his mobile phone and said: "I only know one virtue, and there are five more. Which one are you? Tell me."

Putting Jesse down, no one could see Qu Yun's expression clearly. The simple four words contained no warmth at all, but filled with terrifying anger, "I am your father!"

The next second, she disappeared into the air. The bishop knew that the other party was moving at high speed and quickly shouted: "Dead people can be resurrected!!!"

"call--"

The strong wind from her palm blew the bishop's short hair flying. She covered her face with one hand, and there was blood between her fingers. She held up the mobile phone with the other hand and said, "Ask her, she is [Humility], she knows everything!"

Those tiny fingernails were frighteningly sharp. If they touched them, the bishop's head would definitely explode like a watermelon.

Qu Yun hesitated, as long as Jesse could be resurrected, she would do anything.

"I'll call her right away and ask, let's ask together! I'm very generous!"

The bishop frantically controlled the phone with one hand. Qu Yun looked at her silently. His eyes became not like lenses, but like two stones. Suddenly, a tear fell, and then more and more, crystal clear.

The bishop didn't seem to realize the seriousness of the problem, and said carelessly: "Don't cry, it was my fault, I shouldn't have shot. Oh, it was mainly because it was too exciting at the time, like a gunfight. I couldn't help but wait. Picked up, picked up.”

The bishop coughed quickly and turned on the speakerphone. Qu Yun saw a few words on the phone, "It's a pretense."

"Hello, Madam Bishop, how are you doing lately?"

A gentle voice came from the other side, and the bishop quickly entered the topic, "Um, sister humble, I just accidentally shot a person's head. Is there any way to resurrect him in this world?"

".If you die, you are dead. Why should you be resurrected?"

"Oh, that's it."

The bishop glanced at Qu Yun's paw and said, "Just tell me if there is any way. That person is very important!"

"Yes, but I want to explain that I don't guarantee its authenticity. Don't blame me if something goes wrong."

"Uh-huh!"

"Listen carefully, there is a man in Demon City. Once he dies, time will jump back to one day ago. If you want to save people, you'd better make it clear to that man."

Even the bishop was shocked by these words. She looked at the wide-eyed monks beside her and asked, "What's that man's name?"

"I have said enough. If I say more, I will be struck by lightning. In this way, I am telling you one word of his name."

Humility said: "His surname is Liao."

In an instant, a hand was firmly holding the bishop's neck and she was pushed to the ground with such force that she vomited blood on the spot.

Qu Yun seemed to have the answer, his eyes filled with anger, "Is this your plan, do you want me to kill him?"

"What are you talking about? We need to save people together. Make no mistake!" the bishop said while vomiting blood, and raised his hand to stop the monks who were about to make a move.

Qu Yun gritted his teeth and said, "Why are you not afraid that I will kill you even though you obviously want to kill him?"

"I'm afraid, so I can only try my best to make up for it. Do you hear me? We can go back in time! We just need to tell him about this and let him change history. It's quite simple when you think about it."

Modesty said on the phone: "First, we don't know who he is, second, whether he is willing, and third, death is very painful."

"I think second and third can be put together."

The bishop's bright eyes met Qu Yun's, "How's it going? Do you need my help?"

"Now that I know the method, you can die." Qu Yun increased the strength in his hands.

"No, you can't kill me. I still have something to say! Listen, only I can save more people. We were chosen to fight to save mankind!"

However, her struggle seemed extremely ridiculous. It was the first time for Qu Yun to see such a weak transcendent.

"click"

Seeing that his neck was about to be overwhelmed, the bishop suddenly laughed and grabbed her arm suddenly, with a bright blue light in his eyes, "Warm reminder, you won't like it."

Qu Yun didn't know what she had done, but he was shocked to find that his strength was decreasing. In contrast, the bishop slowly pinched her hand and took it away from her neck.

"Thank you for your generosity, little brother. It's up to the adults to save the world. You can go home."

The blood on the bishop's face stopped, but he still couldn't see his face clearly. "I only took away half of your power. How about I give you face? Well, by the way, what are your virtues?"

"Give it back to me." Qu Yun's expression was not good. The other party's ability was too abnormal, and she felt more dangerous than ever before.I wanted to push her head to the ground and blast it.

"Oh~ Do you feel uncomfortable? Just like those whose talents have been taken away, it seems that they are no longer complete, right? So, generosity is a difficult virtue."

The bishop opened her hands, and it seemed as if a vast amount of light was radiating from her body.

"Damn."

Qu Yun didn't know what to do.

Jesse's death and loss of strength made her feel deeply helpless. She was a loser and could not do anything well.
"Have you fallen into some kind of pessimism? Oh, I can understand you, but you still have to resume live broadcasts."

She knelt down and pinched Qu Yun's neck, lifted her small body into the air, and looked carefully into her gray eyes.

"Have you lost the meaning of living? Who is that person to you? To be honest, your kiss made me confused, but the so-called life will never give up on yourself in response to the death of others! You should learn this, Grow and hate, I hope you can when the world faces darkness."

"I seem to be a little late."

A cold sentence interrupted her abruptly, and Qu Yun turned his head in disbelief, seeing that familiar figure standing at the door of the church at some point.

He Mu moved his eyes away from Jesse's body, and then placed them on the blood-stained bishop's face, his eyes as cold as glaciers.

Something terrible was spreading, and the flames of the candlesticks twisted people's shadows.

"do not come!!!"

The sudden sixth sense pierced her nerves, frantically warning the bishop. She knew that this unknown woman had taken action, but where was the danger? Where was it?

The answer is that everything He Mu looks at will become a murderous weapon.

Qu Yun was put down and fell hard to the ground.

The bishop was forced to raise her head, exposing her fragile neck, as if invisible hands were restraining her and squeezing her neck higher and higher, making only meaningless sounds of struggle.

As soon as the monks raised their guns, He Mu waved them away.

"Give her the power back." He Mu said.

"Okay, don't kill me." The bishop's eyeballs were bloodshot. The exchange of offense and defense was so sudden that she wanted to laugh because of her own embarrassment. Unfortunately, it was difficult to even breathe now.

I hope I can return it to her so I can survive.

The power gap is too big, this is not a power that human beings can match.

Who is she? What is she?

Qu Yun walked over and took her open hand, and the familiar strength surged back again. The bishop also slumped a lot, and the scratch that had just healed quickly started to bleed again.

"Okay, you can let go"

Before she finished speaking, after Qu Yun nodded, several iron chains flew up, flying through the air like sharp arrows, piercing her abdomen, drilling out from behind, and then drilling through the collarbone.

"Ahhhh-"

The crazy screams soothed Qu Yun's heart, and she was relieved.

"Don't kill her." Qu Yun suddenly said.

He Mu said lightly: "I know."

Finally, after nailing the barely breathing bishop to Jesus behind him, He Mu said to Qu Yun, "It's over. I followed the live broadcast and came over immediately when I saw Jesse."

"Thank you."

Although I am very grateful to her, the result will never be good for Qu Yun.

She walked to her dead lover and knelt down, staring blankly at the half-headed body.

He Mu glanced at the monks who were struggling to get up, as well as the victims who had been locked in the audience in the back row, and rubbed his temples.

If I had known better, I would have put on a mask.

(End of this chapter)