Fast wearing witch code

Chapter 857 On the Other Side of the Light 18
Man Luo looked down at the guard kneeling on the ground, and nodded his chin thoughtfully: "It seems that Man You didn't come back alive."

The guard was stunned for a moment, quite puzzled by her words: "My lord saint? What are you talking about?"

Manro smiled softly at them and turned to the carriage.

The car curtain was lifted again, revealing Weiss's deep and handsome face, with dark red eyes, which were as mysterious and charming as rubies in the dark night.

"Bloods! Be alert!" The guards' eyes widened suddenly, and they all pointed their swords at Weiss, and their gazes at Manro also became wary: "You are not a saint, and a saint will never collude with a blood!"

The guard stared at Man Luo's face, and finally realized: "Catch her, she is a sinner pretending to be a saint."

"Quickly, go and inform the Bishop."

One of the guards led the order and ran towards the Holy See, but before he could run far, there were several sounds of heavy objects falling to the ground behind him.

He sensed something was wrong and looked back.

I saw that the guards who were standing upright just now had all fallen to the ground at this time, and the suspicious girl was standing in front of the carriage intact, and the blood clan with a strong aura beside her was nowhere to be seen.

The guard clenched the hilt of his sword and looked around nervously.

"What are you looking for?"

Weiss's elegant voice sounded, a faint cold air hit, and the guard was shocked. He had no time to turn around, and subconsciously swung his sword to slash.

Halfway through the swing of the long sword, Weiss lightly intercepted it, and the seemingly tough blade broke inch by inch under his white and slender knuckles.

Facing the guard's horrified stare, Weiss waved his hand indifferently.

The last guard fell down.

Under the cold white moonlight, Davis' figure became more slender and tall. He calmly took out his handkerchief and wiped his palms carefully, exuding aristocratic elegance and calmness in every move.

"Thank you." Manro stepped up and approached, and naturally pressed a kiss on the corner of Weiss's lips.

Facing the girl's intimacy, Weiss' pale thin lips curved slightly, and he held Manro in a gentlemanly manner: "Let's go in."

Even if the Holy See is heavily guarded, it is only for ordinary people.

Manro and Weiss, one is the pinnacle of insanity, and the other is a powerful blood prince.

The ordinary guards of the Holy See will not be their opponents at all.

Along the way, many guards came to stop them, but they didn't stop them at all.

They either fell to the ground and didn't know whether they were alive or dead, or they were controlled by Manro and became puppets who opened the way.

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Inside the main hall of the Holy See.

The guard rushed in in a panic: "Master Bishop! I can't stop it! They are already coming towards the main hall!"

"Trash! With so many guards in the Holy See, they still can't stop the two of them?!"

Several bishops scolded angrily, and the panic in their hearts became more and more intense.

"What does Manro want to do here!"

"Does she want revenge on us?"

"Nonsense! She is from our Holy See, and we have raised her for more than ten years."

"But we also took her blood for more than ten years!"

Everyone's voices fell silent, and after a while, someone murmured: "She is definitely here for revenge, let her break in, and we will all end badly!"

The faces of several bishops instantly became extremely ugly.

One of them stood up and yelled at the guards uncontrollably: "Send all the elites, we must stop them!"

"They alone can't stop them."

The girl's soft and soft voice came, and the figures of several bishops shook, seeing a man and a woman approaching the hall.

(End of this chapter)