Chapter 407: The Bishop of the Temple

Li Lin frowned slightly, and in that man's body, he felt the aura of the plague technique.

"People from Plague Hill?" Li Lin thought thoughtfully.

Speaking of the plague, it is natural to think of the rats of the Plague Hill, a notorious force that at first thought that the vineyard was caused by the Plague Hill.

But then it turns out that it was the Dark Temple that was doing the work from beginning to end.

At this time, a man from the Plague Hill came out of the cellar, which is intriguing.

But no matter what the purpose of his presence here is, he will only be dead in the face of the Tempest Spear!

"Ahh

"Goodbye, ugly rat. Li Lin waved his hand and said indifferently.

Hurricanes rise.

Destroy.

The man was swept into the cellar behind him by a hurricane, and everything was destroyed by the wind.

And the ravages of hurricanes are expanding.

"Ah, I forgot, I don't know how to stop this. Li Lin patted his head and said as if he suddenly remembered.

Wendy: "......"

It's all intentional, isn't it......

"Lucky Miss Wendy, we need to get out of here, this vineyard will soon be gone. Li Lin shrugged his shoulders and said.

Wendy looked at the firm and plump grapes with some reluctance, and couldn't help but pick several bunches before nodding and saying, "Let's go, it's just a pity for these grapes." ”

"Miss Wendy, these grapes are the property of the Dampsey family. Li Lin reminded, the implication is that I, the young master of Dampsey, are not distressed, and you can't feel a pity for this guy who steals grapes.

Wendy grimaced at Li Lin.

The two walked as they talked, and soon withdrew from the vineyard.

Seeing that Alean was also being ravaged by a hurricane, Li Lin planned to find a quiet place to spend a few days, anyway, someone from the Temple of Light would soon come to clean up the mess.

At this moment, the flow of time and space around him suddenly stopped.

"Li Lin, Li Lin, can you hear me?" a voice suddenly sounded.

Li Lin looked around and found that Wendy's expression was still in fragmented thoughts, as if it was frozen, not only her, but also time and space except for Li Lin were still.

"Lin Xin, it's been a long time. For the sudden voice, Li Lin naturally recognized, "You have stopped time and space?"

"It's me, the man you killed just now was reincarnated by a strong man outside the territory, and after his death, the flow of time and space of this illusion was a little disordered, I took the opportunity to cut in and talk to you, but there is not much time, we only have a minute and a half to communicate!" Lin Xin's voice was a little hurried, "If you have any questions you want to ask, ask them quickly!"

"That man just now is an extraterritorial powerhouse?" Li Lin immediately asked.

"That's right, he, like you, was reincarnated in this world since he was a child, and later joined the Plague Hill. Lin Xin replied.

"What is the relationship between the Plague Hill and the Dark Temple?" Li Lin asked.

"This question is a bit complicated, but these two forces have been going back and forth for many years, so you have to pay special attention!" Lin Xin replied.

"How many strong people are there outside the territory, and what about the strong people on our side?" Li Lin asked again.

"There are nine powerhouses in this realm of illusion reincarnation, and one has just been killed by you. Lin Xin quickly said: "There are seven of our strong men plus you, by the way, Emperor Wei and Emperor Zhou have also been reincarnated in this illusion, you have time to pay more attention!"

"Can't you tell me who is who?" Li Lin frowned.

"I can't do it, to be honest, I can only help the old ancestor maintain the operation of the illusion, and then intervene to talk to you while the time and space flow is in turmoil, and the rest I know no more than you, even the old ancestor himself doesn't know which person you are reincarnated against. Lin Xin said at an astonishing speed: "You can only judge the identity of the other party from the clues, and this illusion will not stop until one of them is completely destroyed." ”

"What is the ratio of the time of this illusion to the time in the real world?" Li Lin asked again.

"It's hard to say, but you've been here for more than ten years, and the real world has only passed about a cup of tea. Lin Xin's voice suddenly became a little erratic, "Li Lin, the time is almost up, and then you have to kill another extraterritorial powerhouse to cause a temporary disturbance in the flow of time and space before we can talk again...... You still have time for one last question, quick!"

There was only one question left to ask, and Li Lin had already thought about this last question.

"Who is Wendy?" Li Lin asked the last question.

"I don't know...... Lin Xin's voice became smaller and smaller, "But she reminds me of a ...... person"

Speaking of this, Lin Xin's voice disappeared.

"Hey, Dempsie, why are you stopping?" Wendy said as she almost hit Li Lin's back.

"It's fine. Li Lin smiled back, "I was in a trance just now." ”

It wasn't until two days later that the people of the Temple of Light arrived, led by an old man in a white robe, and behind him there were two black-robed priests.

"What's going on?" said one of the black-robed priests, White, as most of the entire Alean had been destroyed by the hurricane.

Another black-robed priest named Wood, a young priest in his twenties, looked at it and judged, "It looks like it was destroyed by wind magic." ”

"Wind magic?" White's eyes widened, "With this level of wind magic, could it be someone from the Storm Temple?"

"If it's the Temple of the Storm, it has to be at least a bishop or above. The white-robed old man shook his head, "Right now, because of the fall of the gods, the influence of the Storm Temple is not as great as before, and I don't think the people of the storm will be so flamboyant until they have a new storm god." ”

This white-robed old man is none other than Anderson, one of the twelve bishops of the Temple of Light, and he is also the number one person in the Temple of Light, and this time he was instructed by the High Priest to find out the truth about the dark invasion of Alean.

"White, your daughter isn't in Alean, is he okay?" Anderson asked, turning his head.

White looked at the silver bracelet on his wrist to make sure it wasn't broken, and then replied, "To the Bishop, my dearest daughter, Wendy White, who is safe and sound. ”

"That's good. Anderson nodded, "Then let's explore the dark truth first, I feel the power of Starlight not far away, maybe someone from the Starlight Library has come." ”

"Starlight Library, what are they doing here?" White frowned.

"Just look at it. "Anderson entered the small town of Alean first.

。。。

In a tavern in Alean that was lucky not to have been ravaged by a hurricane, a blonde boy licked his lips and stared straight at a glass of lilac juice.

"Master Apalia, this cup of 'Purple Starlight Temptation' will have to wait for it to turn dark purple before you can drink it. Maku took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands, reminding.

"I know, I just can't wait!" Appalia exclaimed, "We're so lucky to be able to blend the 'Purple Starlight Temptation' with Alean's grapes!

"Master Apalia, before we do that, we have to say hello to our friends at the Temple of Light. The curtain gestured slightly, and then looked at the three people who suddenly appeared at the door of the tavern.

"The God of Light is above, and I am one of the Bishops of the Temple, Joe Anderson. Anderson stepped forward and introduced himself.

"It's Mr. Anderson, what's the matter?" Curtain glanced at Appalia, and saw that the kid from Starlight was still staring at the purple juice.

"This is the Child of Starlight, Apalia, right?" Anderson smiled, "It's the best gift Starlight can give to the world, and if it weren't for the fact that he was already favored by Starlight, I think the Temple of Light would have welcomed him." ”

"Needless to say, what is the matter?" said lightly.

"What's that tone of yours!" Wood stepped forward and lashed out, seemingly dissatisfied with the curtain's attitude.