Extreme Demon Little Farmer

"What do you think, not me." Ling Feiyu's words are not completely denied. At least some of them are his work. Without the magic power of his real Qi, Shylock is just a sword God. He can't kill a magic God instantly.

Eve probably understood, "then the Vatican will soon send a new bishop to preside over the affairs of Shenxin church and surrounding churches."

"No, you are the next bishop of the heart of God." Ling Feiyu said firmly.

"How can it be that there has never been a bishop, and Eve's qualifications and strength are not enough!" Mira has been afraid to speak, but she can't help crying out.

Ling Feiyu frowned. The woman immediately closed her mouth and continued to pinch his shoulder and beat his back. She didn't dare to give out the atmosphere.

He continued to talk to Eve. "I told Elizabeth that she arranged for a powerful rebel blood clan to come here. The rebels are eager to retaliate for the Vatican's massacre, and they will certainly make a shocking move. When the time comes, you can act on the occasion, kill this guy, and use it to invite merit... Now the cathedrals are empty, It's just the right time for left behind people like you to make contributions. "

Eve asked carefully, "Sir, have you arranged everything? I'd better do my own job, right? "

"Yes, do your job well. If there is no accident, it will push you to the position of bishop of the heart of God church. I don't want to talk about what happened after that, but Nader will definitely come to you and come in person... "Ling Feiyu said with a strange smile," you can talk to him casually. "

"Sir, there is one thing I am very curious about. What drives you to speed up your pace? I guess there was an accident in the clearance mission of Maoxiong country." Eve is more casual now. She knows that she belongs to Ling Feiyu's confidant and is one of the most important pieces, so she is more relaxed in front of him.

Ling Feiyu waved Mila out and said, "I have one more chessman in my hand... Even if it's two. It's heavy for me, but these two chessmen can only leave one."

In his mind, Shylock and Renault come into being. This time they go to the Holy See to see the Pope. No matter which side loses power, they will be abandoned by Ling Feiyu.

"I have long thought that Mr. Wang is different from ordinary people. Now I see that Mr. Wang may have the legendary eye of heaven. Otherwise, how can he predict things like God and deduce things like good things?" Eve laughs.

"I'm practising the Dharma. The tianyantong of Buddhism is only half a cent to me." Ling Feiyu said contemptuously, "but it's fast. When the main world comes to an end, I'll fly to the fairyland. At that time, it's up to you whether you want to go to the real world to start from scratch or to continue the present road. Then you will be free."

Eve murmured wistfully, "so fast?"

Ling Feiyu gets up and walks to the corner of the wall, arrives at two small glasses of pure malt whisky, freezes them into two strong ice hockey balls with pure water, and puts them in the glass. He hands one of them to Eve and touches the glass with her.

"Biling, it's not fast at all. Do you know how long I've been waiting for that day. Today's extra two pieces are God's chance for me to speed up the process and bring you closer to freedom. You should raise your glasses to celebrate just like me. "

"Yes, sir. Congratulations on getting what you want." Eve heard him call his own life, and her heart trembled. "It's almost over."

Ling Feiyu took a sip of amber liquor, "end? I'm afraid it's just the beginning. " He put the unfinished glass in Eve's hand, added ice, poured half a glass of wine, and drank only half.

One day later, the landmark building of Paris, Notre Dame of Paris, the capital of Gallic Kingdom, was burned by fire for unknown reasons. Most of the 800 year old buildings were destroyed!

This news can be said to shock the world. Many people are mourning for this beautiful building and the culture it carries.

In the news photos taken on that day, Notre Dame is burning in the background in the distance, and passers-by nearby look up.

The local people with smooth chin and deep eye socket are heartbroken, heartbroken to the point of full sorrow. The bearded outsiders, on the other hand, were laughing and were on the verge of opening champagne to celebrate the event.

Eve heard that Notre Dame had been burned. She stood up. Cherry's mouth couldn't close because she was surprised. She was stunned for a moment and called Mira, "Mira! Tell the guards to follow me to the streets

"Who do you want?"

"Blood arsonists!"

The fire didn't go out until night. No one put out the fire, because it is an old light building. If you use a high-pressure water cannon to put out the fire rashly, the building will be destroyed more thoroughly. This reason is obviously not convincing to the public, and the accident reason put forward by the government is even more confused. It is said that the scaffolding responsible for repairing the clock tower caught fire.

The public is not a fool, and the two or three companies that contracted the maintenance denied that it was their own fault, and provided evidence that the accident happened during off-duty hours, and there were no workers left on the clock tower.

It's the remote monitoring. There is a strange figure on the clock tower. It seems to have a beard.

This incident is bound to become an urban legend. Whether it is an accidental fire or an arson, or who started the fire, it may take decades before the world's political public opinion changes dramatically.

But in the current Europa, even if you know who set fire to it, you can't say it.

"I didn't set the fire! Why don't you believe me! " Dior, a handsome boy with red eyes, runs away in a hurry. He goes through the bridge cave in the night, suddenly opens his arms, spreads two bat wings formed by blood gas behind him, and flies to the sky. He can leave the block immediately, but is tied by a holy light chain on the ground and dragged down his ankle.

Dior fell to the ground heavily, and the wings of the blood bat suddenly fell apart. He crawled back on the ground, begging the hunter to kill him.

Several white robed people appeared in the dark. The first one took off her hood and her golden hair fell down. Even in places with poor light, she could see her beautiful blue eyes.

Eve came up to Dior. "Right? Who set the fire? "

Dior found that there was a chance to turn around and explained, "I really wanted to set fire, but there was a fire when I arrived. At that time, the Notre Dame was in chaos. I don't know who set the fire, but it's definitely not me! I swear to Cain, I swear to the God of light

Slap, holy light form of slap in the face also hurt, also has the restraint effect to the blood clan.

"Don't mention the great God of light, you despicable vampire. You don't deserve to mention God of light!" Mira's slap woke Dior up.

Even if he takes out the evidence, it's not the fire he started. It doesn't matter to these sticks. What they want is the blood identity that he can use to answer the crime!