Pick up an assassin as a wife

After Li Tian rested for a long time, his body slowly recovered.

After recovering a little, Li Tian walked towards his room step by step with difficulty.

When I arrived at the door of the room, I happened to see Tang Xiaolong and Xue Wuhen at the door.

Tang Xiaolong and Xue Wuhen were originally looking for Li Tian, ​​but when they saw Li Tian was there, they waited here for a while. At this moment, they saw Li Tian walking back from a distance with difficulty step by step with a pale face. Not only did the two of them At the same time, he was startled.

"Brother Tian, ​​what's wrong? Why do you look so ugly?" Xue Wuhen looked at Li Tian and asked in panic.

Tang Xiaolong on the side also hurriedly said: "Yes, little boss, why do you look so ugly? What happened?"

But Li Tian tried his best to squeeze out a smile and said, "I, I'm fine... It's just that there is some pain in the injured area just now."

When Tang Xiaolong and Xue Wuhen heard this, they quickly came over to support Li Tian.

"Little boss, are your injuries serious?"

"Do you want me to tell the other brothers and ask them to come and see you?"

Li Tian quickly waved his hands and said, "No, no need."

"I just need a break!"

After Li Tian insisted on saying this, Tang Xiaolong and Xue Wuhen had no other choice, so they could only obey Li Tian's instructions, and then slowly helped Li Tian in front of them into the room.

After returning to the room, Li Tian said to the brothers: "You go out first... I need to have a good rest alone."

Tang Xiaolong and Xue Wuhen looked at Li Tian's ugly expression and could only nod their heads: "Okay, Brother Tian, ​​you have a good rest... If anything happens, just call us, I'll be right outside the door. I’ll keep it for you.”

Li Tian felt warm in his heart when he heard the brothers' words, and nodded silently.

So Tang Xiaolong and Xue Wuhen left the room.

And what about Li Tian? After reaching the bed with difficulty, he sat cross-legged and began to exercise and heal his injuries. He couldn't drag it on like this anymore. If he dragged it on like this, his body would really have problems, so he must concentrate on it now. Heal yourself.

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In a strange room, the furnishings and installations are the same as those of a seventeenth-century church.

The room was very dark, with only one dim lamp.

Under the dim light, the first person I saw was a man wearing Christian clothes standing motionless in the middle.

He wore a black dress with two white curtains in the middle, and a cross hung around his neck, held in the palms of his hands.

His hair was thick and curly, and his face was carved with wrinkles.

This person is a Christian priest stationed in the country.

Known as: Father Gammarelli.

Behind Father Gammarelli is a wooden cross, large and scraped against the wall.

At this moment, Father Gammarelli was speaking some incomprehensible prayer words in his proficient Latin. His eyes were tightly closed and his expression was serious...

As Ni Andong's Latin prayers were silently uttered in his mouth, the door that had been tightly closed was suddenly blown open by the eerie wind with a bang at this moment.

The moment the extremely gloomy cold wind blew open the door, Father Gammarelli's eyes suddenly opened at this moment.

Then he stared at the open door intently, as if waiting for something...

One second, two seconds...three seconds...

Suddenly, three people suddenly appeared at the door that was blown open by the weird and eerie cold wind.

But because the distance is too far, I can't see their faces clearly, let alone who they are!

The only thing that could be felt was that the surrounding atmosphere changed instantly, becoming extremely cold... It was as if their arrival had brought up the cold air from underground.

The moment Father Gammarelli watched the three figures appear, he smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, and then muttered words in Latin.

It means: You are here...

But seeing that the three people didn't say anything, they just walked in step by step with cold steps.

Looking at these three people carefully, I saw that the one in the middle was a woman with short blond hair. Judging from her face and white complexion, this woman should be Italian.

She has a pair of beautiful gem-like eyes, which look beautiful and moving, but the cold gaze shining in her eyes makes anyone look full of a sinister atmosphere.

She was wearing a tight black leather jacket that tightly wrapped her perfect body... A pair of shiny black high heels made a crisp sound when they stepped on the ground.

There was a cross hanging around her neck... strange and coquettish, and there were religious symbols tattooed on the backs of both hands.

Overall, this woman is like an eagle, a falcon flying in the darkness! Weirdly ferocious.

To the left of the woman is a giant man.

The man also had blond hair and was over 190 centimeters tall. He was even stronger than a silly man... Even though he was wearing a loose robe, it was still difficult to cover his undulating muscles.

This man had a ferocious appearance, with a pair of gray eyes filled with a sense of destruction... There was a scar on his face, which extended from the corner of his eye to his neck, looking ferocious and dazzling.

There was also a cross hanging on his neck that was completely out of place with his body shape... He stood there motionless.

And what about the man on the right?

It was the dead saint from before, a white man, his name was Jace!

But after these three strange foreigners suddenly came here, the atmosphere of the entire space changed instantly.

"Night Fox, Rowling, Destroy Tank, Long, I didn't expect that you were all sent to the country by the bishop." Suddenly, a sentence came out slightly from the mouth of Father Gammarelli.

His words were in Latin, fluent but difficult to understand.

But the person called Night Fox Rowling is naturally the weird Italian woman with exquisite short hair, and the macho man called Destroyer Tank is the man on the left named (Long).

After Father Gammarelli said these words, he smiled, then held the cross in his hand with both hands and looked at the three people with a smile.