I'm not really a gold saint

Chapter 49 The head can be broken, the blood can flow, and the hairstyle can't be messed up

On a tall black tower hundreds of kilometers away, dark clouds shrouded it.

In the room at the top of the tower, many blacker candles were lit, but these black candles emitted a strange red flame.

A woman in a black gauze dress sat on a stone chair with a curvaceous figure.

She looked at the mirror with countless candlelights in front of her with red eyes.

These mirrors are filled with various images, including giants and volcanoes, which seem to be the perspective of a monitor.

The woman has a graceful figure, and her long black hair is dragged on the ground. She looks quiet and elegant, like a peerless beauty coming out of a painting.

Looking at the largest mirror, she frowned, and her black fingernails had clear claw marks on the armrest of the stone chair.

The last scene before the apostle was wiped out was frozen on the mirror.

"Who is it? Who is this muscular man, he doesn't look like a human being at all...My strongest apostle was defeated by him!"

The voice came out from the red lips, it sounded pleasant, but its tone was extremely angry.

A middle-aged man in a tuxedo stood behind her, and the other party observed: "Miss, this masked person has a strong physical body and an extremely vigorous small universe. It should be a certain golden saint in the sanctuary, but his identity is unknown. Shall I make a move?"

"No, we don't need to show up. Now that the apostle has died, it won't help."

"But I remember his appearance. We will have more important things to do when we see him in the future."

The woman said quietly: "The sacrifice on the giant's side is finished?"

The man nodded: "Yes, the giant sacrifice has been completed, Miss, just watch the show, but we found a golden saint, and the sanctuary sent another golden saint."

The woman's face was full of ruthlessness: "It's okay, when the giant recovers, no gold saint is an opponent!"

The man respectfully said: "Then please enjoy the following performance, Miss. The giant will overturn the entire sanctuary and let my lord get his wish."

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"Ugh..."

In the haze, Mo Ling felt a big hand pressing on her forehead, and then a burst of hot spring water slippery and creamy touch appeared from the top of her head.

It was like a warm current flowing from the limbs and bones to the brain in heaven along the big hand. I felt refreshed, closed my eyes, and enjoyed it to the fullest.

It is as if the waves of the sea are in one's own consciousness, one wave after another, one wave after another, making people feel that they are soaked in the happy and warm spring water.

So comfortable!
It's like taking a bath in a hot spring.

Soon a sense of coolness spread throughout the body, and there was a burst of vitality in the body.

Ah!
Mo Ling suddenly opened his eyes.

where is this place?
The back of a cloaked man appeared in front of him. The man's whole body was hidden in the cloak, which was quite mysterious.

He saved me?
A few pictures appeared in her mind, she was surrounded by a golden saint, she was severely injured by the apostle, so she desperately asked for help from the golden saint, but the other party did not respond, she met a strong man with muscles all over his body Man, the opponent's pectoral muscles...

Am I confused?
Why only remember two pectoralis major?
Her eyes quickly returned to cold and clear, looking inside herself, except for a slight soreness in her shoulders, her overall injuries were almost healed, and even Xiao Cosmos had recovered a lot.

Is this all due to the mysterious man in front of him?

"Why is it cold?"

Looking down at himself, Mo Ling was a little surprised.

Her dress was severely torn due to the battle with the apostles, and she was currently naked with her snowy muscles exposed.

But except for some dried blood, the wounds on his body had completely healed, especially the shoulder wound, leaving only a shallow scar.

Mo Ling's icy and pale cheeks suddenly turned into red apples, her gaze shifted, her expression shy and charming.

His mask was still on his face and had not been taken off.

The other party didn't do anything weird?

The reason why Mo Ling is suddenly so shy is because she has a proud figure, and it is estimated that any man would look sideways at her.

All she remembered was a big hand pressing down on her forehead.

It's so weird...

At this moment, the cloaked man turned around and walked over with a mask on his face and a note in his hand.

Magic Bell looked at the note that the man handed over.

Looking down carefully, I saw a few lines of text written on it:

[For the sake of the plot, for the sake of Xiaoqiang's mental health, I saved you, no need to say thank you]

[The evil god is about to be resurrected, hurry up and get out! 】

After handing over the note, the masked man turned around and left.

"Wait!"

The magic bell sensed that something was wrong: "You must be a saint, please take off the mask and let me see who you are?"

The lonely shadow of the cold river, the old man in the rivers and lakes, why should we have known each other before meeting each other.

My surname is Lei, the **** Lei!

Ding Li originally wanted to hide his achievements and fame, but Mo Ling rushed forward, blocked the way, and stepped forward with his chest out.

"I know you?"

Mo Ling stared at the mysterious man's chest, as if looking for some evidence.

Although there were obvious small cosmic fluctuations on the opponent's body, the two iconic chest muscles seemed familiar at the moment, which made her have to doubt the identity of the opponent.

Troubled woman, if you weren't related to the Seiya plot, I'd blow you away.

Seeing the indomitable appearance of the magic bell.

Ding Li simply swung his arm and slammed a light-speed hand knife, knocking out the opponent directly.

In order to ensure the direction of the plot, he didn't want anything to happen to the magic bell, so he rescued the other party.

Seeing the magic bell limp on the ground again, Ding Li picked it up and prepared to take him to a safe place.

Send the Buddha to the west.

Suddenly, a golden figure descended from the sky, followed by a small universe full of coercion.

Ding Li lowered his head subconsciously, barely dodging a golden curved sword light.

The golden sword light remained undiminished, forcibly splitting the short mountain in front into two halves.

"Let go of the magic bell, apostle!"

Immediately afterwards, a cold male voice came.

Turn around and drop the magic bell.

Ding Li touched his somewhat messy hairstyle, and found that a small chunk of hair had been shaved off.

"Play sneak attack with me?"

Ding Li turned around abruptly, raised his hand and shot a huge horn at the person behind him.

The ferocious Lightspeed Fist exploded the earth and rocks in front of him, and also sent the sneak attacker flying.

Even if he got hit, he landed safely.

Because he was wearing a shining golden holy garment.

The man showed surprise: "Light Speed ​​Fist? Who are you?"

"Who am I now?"

"Sura, you almost made me bald, do you have any last words?"

When Ding Li opened his mouth, the muscles all over his body swelled, the small universe burned, and the muscular holy clothes emerged.

He was angry.

The head can be broken, the blood can flow, and the hairstyle can't be messed up!
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