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Chapter 55 Killing Chang Ye

The thin old man in a long robe naturally noticed Bai Yue's gaze.

He quickly put his index finger in front of his lips, and the archbishop began to wink, signaling to the hunter not to reveal that he was hiding the wine.

Bai Yue nodded understandingly. Unfortunately, there were still major flaws in Bourne's plan...

Perhaps because the cork was not tightened, a strong smell had already drifted over.

"Ugh..." The little nun's cute nose twitched, and Molly's little face immediately wrinkled up: "It smells so bad..."

She turned around and exclaimed: "It's Grandpa Bourne!"

The old man's figure suddenly froze on the spot, but before the Archbishop could react, the little Loli pounced on him with a ferocious expression.

"You secretly drank behind my back again! Bad grandpa!"

The little nun snatched the wine bottle from the old man's hand and said angrily: "You clearly promised me last time. You said you would never drink again!"

"You misunderstood little Molly. In fact, this is not wine..."

The old man's face turned red. He rubbed his hands and said in embarrassment: "This is just a wheat juice with a unique taste..."

"really?"

The little girl was a little doubtful.

"Of course it's true!" The old man leaned down and pulled Molly's little hand flatteringly: "So..."

"Or not!"

Molly hid the wine bottle behind her back. She thought about it and then said sternly: "You can't drink juice that smells as bad as wine!"

"You...hum, you are just a little old-fashioned!"

Bourne looked at the wine bottle behind the little nun with some distress. The old man complained unhappily. The noble archbishop looked a little pitiful at this moment.

"Grandpa Bourne is an old naughty boy~"

All the Archbishop received in response was a cute grimace.

"If you don't let me drink, I won't let you drink. Why are you so proud..."

The old man sat in front of the hunter's bed angrily. He looked at the little nun helplessly: "Next, Leonard and I have very important things to talk about. You should go back to the Holy Church first. Evening classes will start soon. , the nuns are waiting for you."

"I know."

In addition to being somewhat strict about the health management of the elderly, little Molly has always been a very obedient child.

The little nun opened the door, turned around, held the wine bottle in one hand, and waved vigorously towards Bai Yue with the other hand: "Leonard, I will come to see you again!"

The hunter leader nodded with a smile and saw the little nun leaving the hospital in a hurry.

"Sigh... I've really spent all these years loving her in vain. Now I don't even want to let anyone drink..."

The archbishop muttered, and then turned his attention to the hunter who was wrapped in layers of bandages on the hospital bed. The old man smiled: "Is your physical condition okay now? Leonard is leading the team?"

"It's almost recovered and you can receive new tasks at any time."

Bai Yue responded while looking at the frail old man with white hair on his temples.

Obviously, the archbishop who leads the world is not a dignified and dignified old man.

He doesn't look special at all, and he doesn't have the noble temperament of a superior person. If Bourne took off the church robe he was wearing, he would immediately become an ordinary elder with a kind appearance.

The only difference is the old man's deep eyes.

It’s as if the history and significance of civilization are all engraved in it.

He seemed tired and sad, but stubborn and stubborn, so a strong emotion burned in the old man's heart.

The unyielding flame burned away the despair and hesitation, and the remaining ashes settled in the old man's turbid eyes, forming the blazing will that defied fate and death.

——Either kill Chang Ye, or be killed by Chang Ye.

The prototype of a deep work is interpreted from Bai Yue's heart. In this long winter-like night, perhaps Bourne is the protagonist of this land.

Bai Yue had an inexplicable premonition that during this deep trip, he would create extraordinary works.

He became more and more curious and expectant. "That's great, now that you've regained your spirits..."

While the hunter was thinking, the old man smiled, and like a magic trick, the archbishop took out a bottle of strong liquor from his robe. He winked at Bai Yue slyly:
"How about we celebrate with some wheat juice?"

Bai Yue: "..."

Good guy, ginger is still spicy when old.

"Originally, I planned to drink one bottle each, but since Little Molly confiscated one bottle, let's just drink half of it each."

The archbishop smiled and pulled out the cork, and took the initiative to hand the bottle over: "Do you mind?"

"Of course I don't mind."

Bai Yue took the bottle and poured a few sips of the bitter and strong spicy juice down his throat.

The old man silently stared at the hunter leader on the hospital bed. He suddenly said coldly: "Actually, I poisoned it."

puff!
Bai Yue didn't hold back his expression immediately. The hunter spit out the strong wine in his mouth and showed an incredible expression.

What is this operation?
"Don't worry, I lied to you."

Bourne took the wine bottle from the hunter, patted the hunter on the shoulder, and drank the remaining half bottle of liquor in one gulp.

The old man breathed out the smell of alcohol. The archbishop looked at the hunter in front of him, and Bourne showed a deep bitter smile: "You are indeed not Leonard Adam..."

Bai Yue fell silent.

The old man continued talking to himself.

"If it was Leonard, he would drink all the strong wine with an expressionless face, then face me with a straight face and promise me that he is willing to be loyal to the church forever..."

The archbishop threw away the wine bottle in his hand, and a hint of drunkenness gradually appeared on his face: "Leonard is actually dead, right?"

"Yes."

Bai Yue's eyes were calm. The hunter nodded and replied truthfully: "I witnessed with my own eyes the final fate of him and Professor Griffith."

"Oh, this long damn night..."

The turbidity in the old man's eyes became more and more intense. He raised his head and asked again: "So who are you? Mr. Leonard today?"

"Stranger."

Bai Yue stood up and picked up the lantern on his waist: "I am just a stranger who inherited Leonard Adam's will."

The lantern in the hunter's hand emits a gentle light, but this time, the lantern emits pure chaotic white light.

The white light swayed in the incense and filled every corner of the space in the blink of an eye.

Bourne opened his eyes subconsciously. Since he and the previous clone participated in the observation of the timeline, there was more or less ghost pollution left in the old man's body.

Under the illumination of white light, the remaining pollution was evaporated in an instant as if it had seen the most terrifying natural enemy.

The old man suddenly remembered the prophecy made by the last clone before his death.

'I have seen the true God...He has arrived...'

It turned out that it was not crazy raving.

Bourne's mind was pounding. He, a bad old man, actually shared a bottle of spicy liquor with a god?Are you kidding...

"Eh?" Bai Yue was also stunned at this time.

The hunter leader patted the lantern, looking a little confused: "This... wasn't it all golden before?"

Bai Yue couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. He quickly put away the lantern. He had just boasted in front of the leader that he had inherited the will, but in the blink of an eye something went wrong with the lantern. How should he explain this...

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became weird. After all, both parties were panicking at this moment and didn't know what to do.

And just as the two of them looked at each other, big eyes staring at each other, the wooden door of the room was pushed open again.

A dignified young man was standing at the door with a smile.

His shadow was hidden behind the wooden door, and the face of the shadow also had a creepy smile.

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