This is really not a funny joke. It would be too funny if the dignified savior died of starvation on the way, even if he licked the knife he picked up on the way and was poisoned to death...

"Maybe I should go to the nearby forest to catch two injured bamboo rats." Bai Jue said silently, "I'm still very confident in cooking wild game."

The saint Martha stared at Bai Jue with a subtle gaze: "There are no wild animals around here, only you are such a wild and scary upright ape."

"...It's been a few days since I've seen you, and you're going to use black words to hurt people."

"Thanks to you, my mother's nature has been completely released. The image of a gentle big sister and a saint that I managed to maintain has completely collapsed... I can't even change my tone!" Maerda covered her head. Shaking his hair: "Ah, how annoying! Are you a test sent by the Lord?"

"No, I'm a believer of Cthulhu." Bai Jue said in a sly tone: "Girl, you need to know about my almighty and magical ruler, and what is called Ke Zongfatang... "

"Shut up, I, Mirta, will..."

Before the words were finished, the closed gate of the Vatican City opened, and a young man wearing a holy robe, a cross, and the number seven tattooed on the holy robe walked out, and said to Bai Jue in a gentle tone: "Your Excellency has been waiting for a long time, the Pope Send me to..."

"Are you going to pick me up?" Maerda hurriedly asked, "Hurry up and talk!"

The envoy shook his head and said with a smile: "Her Majesty said that the Holy Maiden does not need to go back, please leave with Your Excellency."

"What?" Mirtha's expression immediately stiffened.

"Time waits for no one, please hurry up and get on the road." The young man still smiled, but there was a little dark belly in that smile: "The Pope knows why Your Excellency is here, and since that is the case, there is no need to delay Your Excellency's trip. In order to save the world, there should be no delay... Martha should also be your help, and the Vatican is willing to pray for your good deeds."

"Oh hoo?" Bai Jue glanced behind the door of the Vatican: "I didn't say anything, but he knows everything... the big prophecy, or the big poisonous milk skill?"

"I don't know, but the Pope does know of your existence." The young man said: "And, he asked me to give you something as a gift."

After finishing speaking, the young man walked forward slowly and handed over a crimson box with complicated patterns and wrapped in red cloth. It didn't have any strange smell, but it was dignified and dignified.

Seems like a simple gift.

"The items have been delivered, so I won't bother you any more. The Cardinal wishes you success." The young man backed away slowly after finishing speaking.

"What's my opinion?" Martha grabbed the young man's wrist, "It's too much, you just left me outside the city like this!"

"This is what the Pope meant." The young man smiled reluctantly, his wrist was being held in pain, as if his bones were screaming: "Your Highness, there is no need to be so excited, it's just a trial, wait until everything is over , you can naturally return to the Vatican... Before that, you can follow Your Excellency to see the scenery of the world and measure the land with your feet..."

"That sounds nice." Martha puffed her face. She was not unwilling to go, but she was naturally upset at being rejected.

"This is the truth." The young man sighed, and said in a very weak voice: "The Pope actually has another meaning, I hope you can witness all this with your own eyes, at least... let his good deeds leave a complete trace in this world." trace……"

On the other side, Bai Jue didn't pay attention to their conversation. His attention was focused on the box. When he opened the box, something came into view, which made his breathing stop suddenly, and his pupils contracted violently.

He took a deep breath, inhaled the air into his lungs and then exhaled it. He repeated several times before he managed to calm down the upheaval in his mood. He muttered to himself, "Unexpectedly, but...how could it be..."

-------------Chapter Dividing Line---------------

"Looking at the sword with the light on while drunk, dreaming back to the company of blowing horns, eight hundred li points under the command, fifty strings turning outside the fortress, autumn soldiers on the battlefield..."

On the bloody battlefield, someone recited ancient poems in a low voice.

The red battle robe was stained with black blood, and the blood scabbed over, making the clothes even more bright red.

The heroic spirit was wearing a pitch-black armor, revealing a bloody arm, hanging his arms, looking at the dusk beyond the sky, and chanting in his mouth: "The horse is flying fast, the bow is like a thunderbolt..."

Before the person finished reading, a voice came from behind: "Have you been thinking for a long time? You are not Xin Qiji, feeling sad for autumn... He doesn't even have to fight if he wants to, but you can kill to your heart's content."

His cold, pitch-black eyes looked at a face that was [-]% similar to his own.

Li Shiming snorted softly from his nose: "I just like to recite poems on the battlefield and drink while stepping on other people's heads. This is a habit, I can't change it, and I don't want to change it..."

Li Xiuning looked at her stubborn appearance, stretched out his hand to hold the broken blade on her shoulder, and said, "Hold on to the pain."

She pulled out the broken blade from Li Shiming's shoulder, and a series of blood beads came out of the bone-deep wound. The emperor's face was slightly pale, but he didn't even move his brows. He just stared at the southwest direction silently. Bite your lower lip.

There, there are enemies.

"Don't look at it." Li Xiuning said, "It's useless to look at it again."

"If you can't beat it, why don't you let me watch it?" Li Shiming asked softly.

Li Xiuning didn't answer this question, but just threw away the broken blade in his hand and said, "Your wound is very serious, and the usual treatment can't heal it. King Rakshasa's knife almost took off half of your arm, and it didn't take a few days for you to fully recover. If you don’t come here, I have to send you back to Yanjing.”

"I've already reached Chengdu, you want me to go back?" Li Shiming asked coldly.

"If you don't want to go back, you have to go back... The supply line was cut off, the soldiers suffered heavy losses, five heroic spirits were killed, and less than six people were able to go to the front line to fight. Just breaking through the triple line of defense exhausted almost all of their combat power , Continue to go deep alone, the only option is defeat." Li Xiuning shook her head and persuaded: "Let's retreat to Xi'an, there is no other choice."

Li Shiming did not answer.

But she was obviously not reconciled.

A total of four rifts opened in the territory of the Shenzhou Empire. In addition to the Dao of Heaven and Humanity located in Dazang, there were also fragments of the Dao of Hell, the Dao of Hungry Ghosts, and the Dao of Shura.

These six fragments are located in various areas in the middle in turn, overlapping to form three powerful aggression formations. If there is no fighting relationship between the six realms, I am afraid that the heroic spirits will face multiple opponents at the same time. The impact of the hungry ghosts on the first floor, the defense is very difficult, because of the terrain, because of the number, because of the people, because of... the way of heaven and humanity.

Tianrendao walked on the clouds of the sky and launched an offensive from the sky, which caught people off guard. Although the number of shots was not many, they defeated the defense line that the heroic spirits barely pulled up, and the entire city of Chengdu was moved by the white aurora falling from the sky. The mobilized soldiers, supplies, and civilians who had not yet evacuated directly melted and evaporated, leaving only thousands of kilometers of scorched earth and sand.

Afterwards, Tianrendao took several shots, defeated several central cities again, and tore apart the transportation network...

The transportation network and railway transportation are the lifeblood of personnel and material transportation on land. Once the transportation network is torn apart, the transportation capacity that the Shenzhou Empire is proud of will be broken. Soldiers cannot rush to the front of the battlefield immediately. The transfer became a problem... The most important thing is that a large number of civilians were forced to stay in the original city after they could not walk the railway, and the front line was further torn apart, and the city without protection suddenly became a tragic scene like an endless purgatory. Life withered in the blood dripping.

Half of the land was lost, and all of this was within three days.

Li Shiming, who is far away in Yanjing, is very clear about who the real enemy is. Hungry ghosts, hells, and even Shuras are not the most terrifying opponents. The most terrifying enemy is the heavens and humans who can walk on the sky and launch attacks at any time.

Therefore, she assembled the heroic spirits of the Shenzhou Empire, trying to forcefully break through the spreading army of the Six Paths, and directly attack the Dazang where the Heavenly Human Dao is. Shura Hungry Ghost Hell's three fronts, but the tactics didn't work, their movements were predicted in advance.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like