Medical Sovereign

Although Ghost Liao is wearing a platinum ghost mask on his face, you can't see his expression, but you can see how intoxicated he is from the relaxed appearance of his limbs, which makes the already eerie atmosphere even more ghostly. .

The member of the Ghost Liao Department quietly swallowed, and secretly raised his eyes to glance enviously at the jade bottle called the ghost bottle. It is piety, the heavier the resentment they generate when they die, for the Ghost Liaobu who believe in the devil, this kind of resentment is the foundation of their practice, the more resentment they absorb, the stronger their strength will be.

"Then kill more lackeys of the Holy See. Let's see how long Boemi, a shrinking turtle, can endure. I'm looking forward to how much wonderful food death will bring me after he is terrified!"

There was a strong sense of ridicule in Gui Liao's voice.

He hadn't dealt with Boyemi before, so he was a little afraid of him, so he didn't do anything immediately.

The Ghost Liao Ministry and the Holy See are at odds. When you meet, you will die or you will live. But Boemi didn't make a move immediately when he saw him, so that Ghost Liao could see his weak nature of fierceness and inwardness. How long will it take to kill him.

"Yes, my lord!"

The members of the Ghost Liao Department bent down excitedly and saluted, took the ghost bottle thrown by Ghost Liao, carefully put it in their arms, and ran out excitedly. Although they didn't have a ghost bottle to help absorb the resentment, they were massacring the Holy See Even believers can independently absorb a small amount of dissociated grievances, and the more they kill, the more they absorb.

"Brad, where are you?"

Ghost Liao got up, and stood quietly in front of the window, looking at the torrential rain that had subsided a little at the moment, with unforgettable hatred flashing in his eyes.

This was a bloody night. The innocent villagers in each village were bloodbathed, and the barking of dogs continued all night. The paladins clenched their fists angrily, and kept reporting to Boemi, hoping that he would order to kill the ghosts. Fight to the death.

Boemi's head was so big that he didn't feel like going to sleep anymore. He kept fooling these paladins. At first, it had some effect, but as more believers in the village were massacred, when the paladins listened to his fooling, There was already a strong suspicion in his eyes.

Boyemi knew that these upright paladins had reached the limit of their patience, and they couldn't go on fooling around no matter how much they talked, so he secretly groaned in his heart.

While secretly slandering why the black knights hadn't arrived yet, he pretended to pray to God. Just when the paladins could no longer bear it and were about to explode, Boemi stood up, with a holy light on his face, and said righteously: "All Paladins obey orders!"

"exist!"

The paladins couldn't wait a long time ago, and they knelt down on one knee in unison, with crazy fighting intent on their faces.

"According to God's decree, in order to maintain the glory of the Lord, the great paladins will use the holy sword in their hands to wipe out all evil heresies. Go, my children, I will be proud and proud of you!"

Boemi said righteously.

"To safeguard the glory of the Lord!"

The thirty-six paladins unanimously pulled out the holy swords around their waists, slapped them fiercely on their chests, and bowed to Boemi, with frenzied expressions on their faces, and turned solemnly into the rain. It is about to kill demons and eliminate demons, and send all devils who blaspheme the glory of the Lord to hell.

Looking at the thirty-six figures who died generously, the guilty look on Boemi's face disappeared for a moment, and then became firm.

After all the paladins were gone, Boemi looked around, thinking about the bright red bishop's robe, and tiptoed to the pier in a panic. The paladins must be finished, but he didn't want to leave If his life is lost here, he will immediately leave overnight by boat, believing that these upright paladins will all enter heaven and listen closely to the teachings of the Lord.

...

"Zi La!"

Ding Ning's body was flickered with faint blue electric light.

While waving his hands, he sometimes forms an electric shield, sometimes forms an electric armor, sometimes forms an electric spear, and sometimes forms an electric grid in front of him... What a joy to play!

It's a pity that launching the thunder technique is really too noisy.

Not being able to do experiments in the room left Ding Ning a little unsatisfied.

After playing for a while, Ding Ning restrained his lightning, and looked at Thor, who was still sleeping and didn't know that his lightning power had been stolen, with his chin resting on his chin, thinking about how to deal with this guy.

Change his genes and sign a master-servant contract with him? Although Ding Ning covets such a powerful fighter, he doesn't naively think that he can succeed, and he doesn't know what Chi You thinks. Those who can sign contracts seem to be beauties, and men don't seem to have this privilege!

Besides, Thunder God is a strong man in the divine realm. Although he also activated the lightning power, the power he displayed is far different from that of Thor. He doesn't want to fail the contract and be killed by Thunder God.

Killing him would be a surefire solution, but Ding Ning hesitated. After all, he didn't know whether the people from the Ghost Liao Department came for Leishen. Leaving him alive might be used as a bargaining chip to save his life at a critical moment.

There is another plan, that is, after confirming his own safety, bring him back to the country in Xiao Chunan's name and send him to a scientific research organization for research, which can be regarded as helping him to atone for his sins!

Although Xiao Chunan didn't say that he had helped many people secretly, but he was controlled by the Goddess organization for more than three years. It is absolutely impossible to say that he has not done any bad things.

Xiao Chunan's return will inevitably undergo strict scrutiny by the special department. As long as someone finds him unhappy and finds an excuse to question him, he will not be able to prove his innocence. He may spend his next bad life in prison.

But with Thor's nomination certificate, I believe that anyone who raises doubts will obediently keep their mouths shut. Not only is there no fault, but merit.

"Uncle, for the sake of Nuonuo, I can only help you in this way."

Ding Ning muttered, and used the pulse-cutting hand with all his strength, sealing all the meridians in Lei Shen's body, and even fed him a crisp bone pill with a painful face, to ensure that even if the pulse-cutting hand failed, he would not do anything Ability, how to treat such a god-level powerhouse with caution can't be overstated.

"Be optimistic about this person, but no matter what, you can't let him have any mistakes!"

After leaving the room, Ding Ning immediately instructed Lu Zhan.

In order to prevent the night from having many dreams, he has already made plans to return to the country on the Air Wing as soon as the rain stops, but there is still a problem, that is, Qi Kill is also here. Airwing's secret?

"Boss, there's a fight outside."

Mavericks hurried in and said excitedly.

"Who's fighting with whom?"

Ding Ning's heart tightened, and he asked hastily.

"That man from the Ghost Liao Department got into a fight with a group of people in white clothes. Be good to me. The people on both sides fought desperately as if they had revenge for killing their fathers."

The Maverick scratched his head, with excitement on his face. They also wanted to kill the group of murderous ghosts, but they couldn't do it due to future troubles. Now that someone is fighting with them, they are naturally happy to see the result .

"The man in white?"

Knowing that it wasn't his own people who had the conflict with the Ghost Liao Division, Ding Ning heaved a long sigh of relief, but his spirit was lifted: "How is the battle going? Who has the upper hand?"

"The fighting power of the men in white is not as strong as that of the ghosts, but there are many of them. They can persist for a while with their fearlessness, but I'm afraid they will die soon."

Xiao Niu observed carefully, frowned and said: "Those people from the Ghost Liao Department are really inhumane, and they have slaughtered three more villages right now."

A look of resentment flashed in Ding Ning's eyes, his eyeballs rolled around, and he waved his hand: "Turn off the lights and go to sleep, no one should go out."

"Boss, we..."

Maverick obviously wanted to intervene, but when he thought of the consequences that he could not bear, he immediately stopped and scratched his head unwillingly.

"Go and rest!"

Qi Sha, who was afraid that Ding Ning would lose his temper and intervene indiscriminately, heaved a long sigh of relief. In his opinion, it doesn't matter if they kill the men in white or the ghosts, they have nothing to do with them. Just cause trouble.

Ding Ning ignored them, hugged Ling Yun and Luo Xue carelessly into the room, and closed the door.

Although the two women had a close relationship with him, seeing him looking like he wanted to be a dragon and a phoenix, his pink cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and he refused to go to bed coyly.

"You guys rest first!"

Ding Ning smiled proudly, and suddenly sealed the meridians of the two women, put them on the bed when they were sleepy, and put the pillows in the middle, pretending that the three of them were sleeping together.

Then he went into the bathroom, took out the bio-simulation skin equipment, kneaded it in front of the mirror, and soon disguised himself as Thor.

"The blue hair color is a bit wrong, but you shouldn't be able to see it at night!"

Ding Ning looked at the face in the mirror that was no different from Thor's face, and muttered in a low voice.

The window was opened silently, and a gust of cold wind blew through. Ding Ning had already disappeared into the house. Fearing that someone would notice something strange, he thoughtfully closed the window.

Ding Ning's figure turned into an afterimage, and rushed towards the battlefield quickly, but he didn't know that in the next room at this moment, Qisha took out a small box from his pocket, took out something like plasticine inside, and rubbed it on his face. painted on.

Soon, Qisha took out a wig and put it on again, turning into a white foreigner with a high nose bridge and blue eyes. He took a look in the mirror, blinked his eyes, and muttered in a low voice with some discomfort: "It's the first time. Wearing colored contact lenses, I feel really uncomfortable, but hey, no one should recognize that I am from China now."

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Alpha panted violently, and kept raising the holy sword in his hand to block... block... block again...

The snow-white knight uniform was already covered with blood and stains, letting the rain wash away, although he was in a mess like a drowned rat, but for his faith, he had to fight to the end.

Thirty-six paladins were unable to gain the upper hand in the face of twelve members of the Ghost Liao Division. He even sacrificed three paladins at this moment, which made him feel very ashamed.

"Evil cannot prevail against good, and the paladins must prevail!"

Elfa roared loudly, cheering up his comrades, raised the holy sword to block the black weapon that the opponent slammed down, cut off with a backhand sword, and cut off the wrist and weapon of the member of the Ghost Liave Department. Then he kicked him in the heart and kicked him more than ten meters away.

"Must win! Must win!"

The remaining thirty-two paladins saw that the knight commander had finally achieved meritorious service, and their morale had plummeted because of the sacrifice of three teammates, and their morale was immediately lifted. Infinite strength seemed to surge out of their tired bodies, and they shouted loudly. , brandishing the Holy Sword and bravely rushing towards the silent, well-founded member of the Ghost Liao Department.

Seeing the morale of the comrades in arms like a rainbow, they went forward one after another to go up desperately, forcing the members of the Ghost Liao Division to retreat for a while, Elfa knelt on one knee, leaning on the sword in his hand to support him, and he could barely stand still, his lungs were burning. The pain made him gasp heavily, the rain mixed with blood flowed into his mouth, it was so bitter.