Papa Paladin

265 Chapter 265 What I deserve (13)

Back then in the world of Sadya, when Zuo Yi had just been promoted to a great knight, he received an important mission to single-handedly chase down an evil black wizard.

After a fierce battle, he threw his long sword at the last moment and pierced the heart of the dark wizard.

He thought he had won the victory, but he didn't expect that the black wizard's vitality was extremely strong. After being pierced in the heart, he fell to the ground and pretended to be dead. When Zuo Yi pulled out his long sword, he exploded into trouble.

As a result, the black wizard failed to escape, but Zuo Yi almost capsized in the gutter after winning a big victory, and he lay on the hospital bed for more than half a month before recovering.

This incident taught Zuo Yi a very profound lesson, let him know that first of all, he should not trust his eyes too much, what the eyes see may not be the truth.

Secondly, making up the knife is very important, which is related to the success or failure of life and death.

Finally, be careful sailing for thousands of years!

The horse-faced head-down master in front of him appeared to be dead on the surface, without breathing and heartbeat, and the emergency doctor could only declare him dead when he ran over.

But no matter how ingeniously the other party disguised himself, he couldn't cover up his flame of life, and couldn't deceive Zuo Yi's perception!

Zuo Yi didn't even use his fists to deal with this "pseudo" dead person.

He popped a small flame with his fingers.

The size of this flame is only three to four centimeters, and it doesn't look much different from the flames of ordinary candles, but the color is extremely pure.

It flew forward silently for a distance of five or six meters, and landed on the body of the horse-faced head-down master.

boom!

It was like throwing a burning match into a gasoline barrel, and the raging flames shot up into the sky, completely covering the body of the horse-faced head-down master.

"ah!"

The horse-faced head-down master, who seemed to be dying at first, suddenly let out an extremely shrill scream, jumped up suddenly and fell heavily, and then fell silent.

The flame that Zuo Yi popped up condensed the terrifying power of holy fighting spirit. Not to mention flesh and blood, even a body of steel could still be smelted. Not left.

Only a wisp of green smoke curled up and disappeared into the air in a blink of an eye.

Punishment oath, completed!

Feeling the surging power from the imprint of faith, Zuo Yi lit a cigarette for himself.

It's time to go home.

Although he has not been away from home for a long time, he misses his relatives at home very much.

Just as Zuo Yi turned around and was about to leave, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the dark red cane falling on the ground.

This is the magic weapon originally used by the horse-faced head-down master, and it fell when he was blown away by his punch.

Zuo Yi thought for a while, then reached out and grasped falsely, and the cane was immediately pulled by an invisible force and flew into his hand.

Without careful observation, Zuo Yi put the cane directly into the space ring.

Just keep it as a tourist souvenir.

After flicking the soot, Zuo Yi stepped out of the messy apse, and returned to the front hall through the long corridor.

The front hall was full of chaos. A group of people ran over when they heard the movement. Some of them were furious, some were yelling, and some were treating the unconscious people on the ground.

"Saxido!"

One of them suddenly found Zuo Yi, and immediately yelled, attracting everyone's attention.

The palace became very quiet in an instant, and dozens of people in strange costumes stared at Zuo Yi with fierce eyes!

"Who are you?"

A burly man with a naked upper body came out of the crowd and yelled at Zuo Yi: "Did you do this?"

English is good.

Zuo Yi nodded: "Yes."

"Then go to hell!"

The burly man grinned grimly and pulled out a pistol stuck in his trouser pocket, and pulled the trigger on Zuo Yi!

boom!

Zuo Yi suddenly raised his hand to block his eyes.

He flipped his wrist, and there was a yellow bullet in his palm, which had a metallic luster under the light.

The burly man's move was really unexpected. Who would have thought that someone would carry a gun with him in the mysterious Witch God Temple, but let alone a weak pistol, even if he fired at Zuo Yi with a Vulcan cannon, it would not be a problem. will have any effect.

The burly man and his friends were all stunned!

Grabbing bullets empty-handed?

Even a powerful head-down master would not dare to use flesh and blood to directly confront modern weapons like this.

Many people felt fear in their hearts, and quietly took two steps back.

"Go to hell!"

The burly man wanted to shoot Zuo Yi again in disbelief.

"snort!"

But before he pulled the trigger, Zuo Yi snorted coldly.

Rewarded the other party with a "God Killing Stab".

The burly man suddenly felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his eyes were dazed and he was trembling all over, blood gushed out of his eyes, ears, nose and mouth at the same time, and he fell back weakly and fell heavily on the ground.

Such a strange scene fell into the eyes of those around, and they were all scared out of their wits.

The faces of several head-down masters also changed drastically!

I don't know who yelled, and a group of people looked like rabbits driven by a lion, screaming and running away desperately.

He ran away in a blink of an eye.

But there was a head-down master in a green robe who stayed behind and stood at the entrance of the main hall, his expression changing and he was hesitant. He wanted to raise the cane in his hand several times, but he didn't have enough courage to cast a spell to attack.

Zuo Yi smiled and asked, "Aren't you running?"

The green-robed head-subduing master was silent.

At this moment, there was an earth-shattering noise outside, and those people who escaped before ran over one after another, and all of them looked excited.

They spread out in the hall, forming a siege to Zuo Yi!

These guys looked at Zuo Yi at this moment without any fear or fear in their eyes, but instead showed the meaning of "you are dead".

Is the boss coming?

Zuo Yi was a little curious.

The next moment, another group of people rushed into the hall.

This group of people is much more upscale in terms of their attire and demeanor. Most of them are heads-down masters holding canes, but the colors of their robes are different, which obviously represent their status in the temple.

And the most eye-catching among them is undoubtedly a white-robed head-down master surrounded by stars like the moon.

He looked very young and handsome, but his bald head was covered with dark blue totem tattoos, and there was a bright red round mole on the center of his brow, which made him look quite seductive.

What this white-robed head descendant holds in his hand is a golden staff inlaid with a huge ruby!

Ayuro!

A name instantly appeared in Zuo Yi's mind.

The eyes of the two met, and the white-robed head lowering master slightly bowed and said: "Dare to ask, but you are from Daxia?"

The Chinese characters are correct and the accent is round, and his voice is magnetic, which makes people feel very comfortable.

"Yes."

Zuo Yi smiled slightly: "You are Ayuluo, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in the hall who could understand Chinese glared at him!

Because among these people, Ayuruo is the spokesperson of the supreme witch god in the world, and exists like a true god.

If Zuo Yi knows something, he should immediately kneel down and beg for forgiveness!

"Defiler!" "Kneel!" "Death!"

Roaring, roaring, and yelling suddenly rang out, hitting Zuo Yi like a violent storm.

Ayuro raised his hand, and all the noise disappeared instantly!

The high prestige of this great head-down master can be seen.

"I'm Ayulo."

The white-robed head-down master smiled and said: "Dare to ask your honor and name, why are you here?"

Since the other party is so polite, Zuo Yi doesn't mind chatting with him a few more words: "My name is Zuo Yi, and I'm here for revenge."

"revenge?"

Ayuluo's eyes were fixed: "Your Excellency Zuo Yi, do you have a grudge against Lafalgar?"

"Yes."

Lafalgar is undoubtedly the horse-faced head lowering master just now, Zuo Yi replied: "Many years ago, he put the soul-devouring curse on my aunt. My aunt has no grievances or enmity with him, but your Apprentice Bai Nali wants to kill my aunt."

"You said, should he die?"

Ayuro was silent for a while, and said: "Bai Nali was not my disciple a long time ago. I didn't know that Lafaga cast the Soul Eater Curse on your aunt. He really deserves to die."

Zuo Yi smiled: "Now that Lafalgar has been killed by me, do you want to avenge him?"

"No."

Ayuluo took a deep look at Zuo Yi and said, "Lafalgar deserves what he deserves."

Everyone around was dumbfounded.

They never dreamed that the powerful Ayuluo would be so polite to Zuo Yi, and he would not even avenge Lafalgar.

Lafalgar is his third disciple, a powerful and loyal one!

"In that case."

Zuo Yi said, "Then I'm leaving."

Ayuro made a gesture: "Please."

The people blocking the gate subconsciously gave way and watched Zuo Yi leave the hall.

Ayuluo watched Zuo Yi's figure disappear, and there was an inexplicable light in his eyes!

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