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Before he fainted, his heart was full of sadness.

His well-known reputation as the holy child Wright was all ruined by the little angel who knew nothing. Although it was dragged in at that time, it really didn't look like that.

Can be rendered so little by the little angel, nothing becomes a problem.

Inner collapse!

Before he was dizzy, he heard Saint Lulu help him. Her voice said fragilely and weakly: "Sister Mingyue, His Royal Highness is the face of our Holy See. I beg you, this matter must not come here, don't spread it."

Poor Wright, an old blood rush was stuck in his heart, he really wanted to cry out sorrowfully, brother was innocent, no one was successful ... Holy girl, holy girl, thank you so much for helping me The coffin is finalized.

He wanted to scream and couldn't exit, he was stunned.

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After a moment.

Saint Lulu, Gao Mingyue, bitter monk Nini, and little angel Babe are nested in a cell. They each talked about how they were caught, trying to absorb experience and learn lessons.

Everyone is an arrogant person, and no one wants to be expelled from this special training in hell.

"Wow ~ Brother Wang Yan is too bad, too bad, Babe is so scared." The little angel Babe "again" heard the evil deeds, and added another sense to Wang Yan's sense of villain.

Even more blushing seems to be the bitter monk Nini. She widened her eyes and listened to the scene in disbelief. Her heart collapsed more than Saint Wright because she had two big brothers who worshiped.

The big brother Lei Hong is already amazing enough, usually handsome and coolly comparable to the son of the sun, but drinking two sips of wine becomes a tease youth. The second brother, Wang Yan, usually looks normal. The sunshine is handsome. He is the super male **** in the eyes of thousands of girls. But when it comes to fighting, it will become a bottomless line, a variety of shameless tricks endlessly emerge.

For a time, Nini began to feel that she came down from the monastery in the Alps, the second biggest mistake in life. As for the first big mistake, of course, three words and two words were coaxed by Lei Hong into a sister of worship ...

Listening to Lulu and Mingyue's accusations, her face was scalded with heat, and some tears were in her eyes. What did Nini have done in her last life, she even had such a big brother and a second brother.

"Listen to Master Yan Zun, he didn't want us to have a chance to pass the road of the first trial at all." Saint Lulu began to explode, "His old man meant to fight against us The arrogance on our body sharpens the sharpness on our body. Let us deeply understand that it is not talent that is outstanding, young and promising can run wild. He does not want the halo on us to cause us vanity, false security Feeling. Real enemies do n’t care about your identity, what comes from. "

"Actually, think carefully, Master Yan Zun's words are quite reasonable." Gao Mingyue's eyes were deep and calm, "At the same time, I also want to thank Comrade Lao Wang for giving me a very vivid lesson. Ha ha, look back at me I will definitely use my Moon Sword to reward you. "

"You don't worry, he can't run away. Yan Zun will definitely get him back." Bright Saint Lulu looked around and frowned slightly, "It looks like Lei Hong hasn't been captured yet? He's quite capable big."

"boom!"

As soon as the voice of Saint Lulu fell, a heavy object was heard falling in.

The two ruthless ruling knights said fiercely: "If you dare to play tricks again, don't blame us for keeping you in the back room."

The "heavy object" rolled over twice on the ground, then patted on the buttocks and stood up, holding a bottle of Erguotou in twos and twos, flushed with a sip, and raised his **** arrogantly: "Come Ah, your home lord is still afraid that you will not succeed? Go back and tell Yan Zun that old man, wait, and wait for your home lord to practice well, he must kick his ass. "

This embarrassed drunkard, of course, is Lei Biao, Brother Biao. It looked like he was in a state of embarrassment, and his wings and feathers were charred. Obviously, this time it was not a small loss in Yan Zun's hands, no wonder he was so crazy after drinking.

"It's up to you !?" The ruling knight sneered contemptuously, "Cultivate for a hundred or two hundred years before you talk such a big deal."

"Shame less with him, shut him up in a small black room and sober up." Another ruling knight said sharply, "It can allow him to see those torture tools that have not been moved in a long time."

"Stop it." Saint Lulu hurriedly opened the fence and ran over, holding up the drunken thunderous drunk, and said to the two knights who ruled, "I will install him, you go down first."

"His Royal Highness." The two adjudicating knights saluted, and then said in a solemn voice, "I hope you will restrain your companions, and Lord Yan Zun and the Pope will both order. You are not allowed to leave the dungeon within a few weeks, otherwise , We can do nothing. "

After that, the two ruling knights retreated.

After the Paladin left, everyone looked at each other. This is good, even Lei Hong was arrested, and now there is only one Wang Yan left. For a time, Saint Lulu and Gao Mingyue were entangled in their hearts.

I hope Wang Yan will be arrested and let them have a bad breath. I don't want him to be caught, at least, he can still persist outside the young generation ...

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"The sunset is infinitely good, just near dusk."

Wang Yan enjoys the setting sun, chanting poetry, and looking into the distance.

He rode a camel, casually and casually marching in the endless desert. The camel stepped in small steps, and the speed was not too slow or slow. This day came down, but only 50 or 60 kilometers walked.

Although the journey is nine ounces, but this experience is to wash the calendar and widen Wang Yan's state of mind.

The Sahara Desert is one of the hottest regions in the world, and Wang Yan, who has practiced the pure Yang divine power and accepted the immortal king scripture, is like being in a fish.

Speaking of the "Fang Ming Wang Jing", at that time, it rejected Gao Mingyue and went directly into Wang Yan's consciousness. Obviously, inheriting self-judgment, Wang Yan's fit is much higher than Gao Mingyue.

It is indeed true that the King of Fudo Ming is masculine. And Wang Yan's pure and pure atmosphere is not only suitable for practicing the immortal Wang Jing, but also has a strong help.

However, because Wang Yan majored in "Pure Yang Divine Skills", in his case, not moving the Wang Jing can only play an auxiliary role. The biggest change is that Wang Yan's pure Yang real fire has a touch of golden breath.

This made Wang Yan's pure Yang real fire more rigid and overbearing.

I believe that perseverance and cultivation of the immortal Wang Jing will continue to transform Chunyang's true fire and become more and more powerful.

In addition, there is a set of "Futun Respecting Bodhisattva Glass Gold Body Technique" in the King of Fudoming, and a set of "Nine Characters of the Fudoming King" for inheritors to practice. The former is a body quenching divine art. After practicing it, the whole body will become like a glazed gold pouring, no poison will enter, water and fire will not invade, and it will not move like a mountain.

In short, the ability to resist hitting is so messed up.

As for the nine-character mantra, in theory it belongs to the inheritance of the Chinese Taoist Bao Puzi. However, in the long course of development of Buddhism and Taoism, many things are integrated with each other, and there are many things to learn from each other, but I don't care too much.

Once the nine-character mantra is used during the fight, there will be various good effects of retreating the enemy or increasing holdings. It's just that it's the same as "Unmoving Buddha Bodhisattva's Golden Body Technique", which requires continuous refinement to truly become its own combat skills.

Throughout the whole day of riding a camel, Wang Yan was sorting out the inheritance message of the "Fangming Ming Jing" in the consciousness sea, but now it is almost the same. As for cultivation, I'm not in a hurry for the time being.

The most urgent task now is to return to Huahai City to complete the task according to his ingenious ideas.

As soon as Wang Yan thought of his planned home route, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Uncle Gun, even if he wants to break his head, he can't think of his planned route.

It is now.

A buzzing engine sounded in the distance.

Wang Yan rode a camel and stepped on the sand dunes and looked far away. With excellent eyesight, he found a team of several mechanical sand vehicles several kilometers away. They galloped in the barren desert, and a high dust was raised behind the team.

The technology is now more and more advanced.

Some specially designed and modified desert vehicles ride in the desert, which is much easier to use than camels.

Wang Yan did not take care of this mechanical team, but continued to drive the camels down the sand dunes. This is the case in the great desert, where a dune is connected to a dune as if it is endless.

Wang Yan ignored them, but the other party seemed interested in Wang Yan.

In a few moments, the convoy of seven or eight metal monster-like dunes drove to Wang Yan in the roar of engine sounds. A white woman wearing sunglasses and camouflage clothes on the van was wowing a big pass to Wang Yan.

Of course, Wang Yan couldn't understand a sentence. After glancing lazily at her, he continued to ride the camel on his own and walk at his own pace. Although these guys are fierce, there are many armed soldiers in the car, but they should have nothing to do with Uncle Gun, just a group of ordinary people.

When the white woman saw Wang Yan ignoring her, she was stunned for a few moments, just waiting to shout a few more words.

A beard beside her was white, and the sturdy old man stopped her, saying in English: "Don't yell, you talk to him in Berber, he may not understand. Because of his dress, he It should be the Tuareg, a branch of the Berbers, a rare race, and probably only a million people. "

Wang Yan secretly thought it turned out that my dress is Tuareg, uh, I don't understand at all.

Subsequently, the old man began to show off: "The Tuareg people are a very weird race. They are the only race in the entire Arab race where women do not wear veils and men wear veils. The status of women, Far higher than men. "

"puff!"

Wang Yan almost spewed out old blood. This casually made a nomadic costume. It turned out to be a race of women and men. No wonder, the men are all wearing blue veils to go out, Wang Yan thought it was for sun and dust protection.

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