Chapter 48

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Jiao Yin walked down the corridor for more than 100 meters surrounded by Zhong Tingshi, wearing a white Zhong Tingshi uniform and tying her long golden hair into a ponytail. Behind her was a young girl, Zhong Tingshi, with neat short red hair, respectfully holding an ancient wooden box in both hands.

The crowd gathered in the square in front of the bell court, most of them women. It was strange that among so many people, not one of them made a sound, and everyone focused their eyes on the front door, expecting the appearance of the god-like figure in their hearts. Not long after, Jiao Yin and a group of Zhong Ting masters really appeared, and everyone knelt and bowed without exception, this is not the rule of the Zhong Ting Church, but the people are willing to do so.

"Everyone, get up! Hurry up! Without waiting for Jiao Yin's command, a group of Zhong Tingshi stepped forward to help the people in the front row, they had discouraged this behavior many times, but the effect was not significant, but intensified.

Someone took out the table and chairs from the Zhong Ting and put them in front of Jiao Yin, and the red-haired girl carefully placed the wooden box on the table, and then said aloud to the people: "Everyone stand according to the number plate distributed, and if you don't have a number, please come back tomorrow." ”

Zhongting Church has always taken it as its mission to provide the gospel to the people, and the current president Jiao Yin has truly achieved the healing of the unity of body and mind because of his special soul pattern ability, and he is the first person in history who has never been seen before or since. In addition to her own soul pattern ability, there are also two Soul Seed Soul Stones in her hands, one with life energy to resurrect and extend lifespan, and the other with miraculous healing ability, both of which are rare treasures. If there really is a god in this world, then she is undoubtedly the closest one.

The wooden box contained the two Soul Seed Soul Stones, and whenever people came forward to receive treatment, Jiao Yin would alternate them according to the situation. Her own soul pattern ability is a god-given gift of the tree wind is a gale type, and the name of the soul skill is called Judgment Redemption, which is a double-sided skill that can be used to heal the hearts of others and can be used in battle, but so far, no one has seen what Jiao Yin looks like in battle, because there are several masters around her to protect her.

"Living Bodhisattva! Please save my husband, who accidentally broke his foot while carrying goods, and now it is difficult for him to walk normally. A woman stepped forward with her husband in her arms, and Jiao Yin poured the soul pattern energy into the soul stone in the wooden box, and soon the soul stone emitted a gentle light, shining on the surface of the man's injured leg bone. After a few moments, the man miraculously stood up on his own, walking and jumping with agility, even better than he was before he was injured.

"Woo...... My grandfather was a painter and he was painting a very important work, please continue his life so that he can do it. The little girl with red eyes pleaded in a wailing voice. As before, Jiao Yin used another Soul Seed Stone to bring the old man's corpse back to life.

"Lately, I've been losing my spirits, and I'm not motivated at work, and if I continue like this, I feel like I'm about to collapse. Please help me! The pale-faced young groom sighed, Jiao Yin used his soul pattern ability, and a gentle soft light shone on the young man's forehead and eyebrows, he immediately swept away the grievances in his brain, and the whole person became a hundred times more energetic.

Among the people waiting in line was a middle-aged man with a cane, his head hanging in the crowd, and he followed the moving line little by little. At this time, there were only five people left in front of him, and they were only a dozen meters away from Jiao Yin's location, no one could have imagined that he would suddenly raise his cane and aim it at Jiao Yin, who was treating the people's injuries.

The cane was hollow, and the man had already had a flying needle in his mouth beforehand, which he blew out like a blowgun.

The red-haired girl who had been guarding Jiao Yin's side had a cold light shining like the tip of a knife, and as soon as the middle-aged man raised his cane, she immediately realized that the situation was not good, and the soul pattern ability was activated in an instant, and a long whip completely formed by flames appeared in her hand, with only one wave! Then he knocked down the rapidly approaching flying needle.

It happened so fast that everyone couldn't figure out the situation at all, only to see the red-haired girl flick the long whip in her hand, flying over everyone's heads like a fire python, and wrapped around the middle-aged man's neck with great accuracy. The flaming tongue of fire was like a bloodthirsty mouth, and in an instant the skin on the man's neck was scorched, but he could only roll back and forth on the ground in pain, unable to even scream.

"Yang Jie, don't kill him." Jiao Yin was the first to speak, and after hearing her order, the red-haired girl disarmed her soul pattern ability.

A group of Zhong Tingshi immediately stepped forward, and two of them helped the middle-aged man up left and right, and pressed him to kneel in front of Jiao Yin.

"Who sent you?" Yang Jie's shrill voice pierced the ears of the people around him like a spear.

The middle-aged man hung his head and said nothing, and one of the Zhong Tingshi who was supporting him put his finger under his nose to test it, and then opened his mouth, and after careful confirmation, he said to Jiao Yin: "Elder, this person committed suicide by taking poison." ”

"Bring his body back, and be sure to find out where he came from." Jiao Yin immediately stopped the treatment ceremony and retreated to Zhong Tingli under the protection of Yang Jie and others.

The house is not cleaned all year round, and there are many porcelain, so it is full of dust. However, this did not affect Dongfang Tianma's interest in viewing in the slightest, and he would carefully wipe every one he saw with a washed rag.

"I can't see that you are still interested in porcelain, if only my grandfather were still alive, he will definitely take you as an apprentice and teach you some skills in making ceramics." Yin Ao sat on the edge of the cabinet, and since Dongfang Tianma agreed to stay, he had endless topics to talk about.

"Are we safe here?"

"It's not safe, and it's very dangerous."

"Then why do you want to stay here?"

"No way, this is the only point of contact that can connect with the Ranger Order."

"What?! Your home is the point of contact for the Ranger Order? ”

"That's right! Didn't I tell you before? ”

"Of course I didn't! What's going on here? ”

Yin Ao looked at Dongfang Tianma's gaze, frowned and pursed the corners of his lips and said, "You may not know much about the Ranger Organization, and a large part of the reason why they were able to become a free organization that is not bound by the Empire is because of the support of His Majesty the King. Their leader, Mr. Feng Jihai, was once a first-class swordsman in the empire and a good brother of His Majesty the King, but he was only tired of the life in the imperial capital that he resigned from the position of the chief swordsman of the empire. Later, after many years of traveling and living, he finally founded the Ranger Organization. Fundamentally, the Ranger is like a reserve army that His Majesty has cultivated outside the imperial capital, and as long as there is any disturbance in the country, it can immediately become a powerful new force. By the way, my grandfather was also a member of the Ranger organization. ”

"Then why don't you take the initiative to find the members of the Ranger Order, what's the point of dying here?"

"That's what you don't understand. Since we can act under the noses of the forces of the Imperial Capital, do you dare to guarantee that no one on the other side is lurking in our Ranger organization? Knowing that these are the core members of the Ranger Organization, those are absolutely trustworthy companions! If you go to the local Ranger Guild, you will be exposed to the guns of the enemy, who will do that kind of stupid thing. ”

Dongfang Tianma nodded again and again when he heard this, "This is so complicated!" Who are the enemies and who are the friends? How can I tell? ”

At this time, Luo Yannan's voice came from behind the two: "There are no absolute enemies or friends, there are only absolute interests and powers, this is the true meaning of the internal struggle of the royal family, we are a drop in the ocean involved in it, and life and death have long been involuntarily." The only goal is to preserve the bloodline of the orthodox royal family, and then eradicate those who try to usurp the throne without leaving anyone behind! ”

Dongfang Tianma was dumbfounded when he heard this, and such an impassioned speech was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, which made his young and fresh heart beat violently. You must know that in the past, when he was in Fengqi Village, only Teng Youwen, a soul guide teacher, would speak in such a tone, but at that time, he did not have the slightest good impression of this tone, but was extremely repulsive, because Teng Youwen was talking about some knowledge in books, and he was not interested at all.

Once the blood of young people is boiling, they will do a lot of impulsive things, maybe only the years of training can make it gradually cool, but then there is something called regret, at this time Dongfang Tianma did not perceive it, and did not have that kind of perception.

The moon is round tonight, and the lights in the city are sparkling, and it is close to the early hours of the morning, and everything is silent.

A convoy of seven horses marched through the empty streets to the castle, each of them wrapped in black robes, their faces covered with black veils revealing only a pair of eyes. The guards guarding the door did not wait for a conversation, and the leader showed his golden waist card and walked all the way to the door of the side hall to wait.

After a short time, a palace steward came out to greet him, and the two sides did not have any conversation, and the leader showed his waist card to show his identity. The two palace maids helped the woman in a white robe out of the palace gate, and the black-clothed man led by him helped her onto the horse without saying a word, and the seven turned the horse's head and galloped away.

Out of the castle gate, the seven horses changed from a line to a triangular formation, and the horse of the man in black ran in the middle, like a black wind sweeping the avenue, heading straight for the south of the city.

A hiss! The horse that was running in front fell to his knees with his hooves, and the man in black on the horse reacted quickly, jumped up, and landed smoothly on the ground. The other six grabbed the reins and looked into the darkness to see that many killers dressed in the same outfit as themselves had gathered around them.

There were about thirty or forty of these killers, most of them armed with steel knives, and only a few were lying in ambush on the rooftops of the roadside, setting up light crossbows and aiming at seven men. They also seemed to know the identity of the white-robed woman on the horse, and they did not dare to launch a large-scale offensive immediately, but only blocked the passage to and fro, forcing the horse team to be unable to force out of the encirclement.

"Bastard, if you want me to know who leaked the news, you have to chop off his head!" The man in black who jumped off his horse first muttered, and then activated his soul pattern ability to charge head-on to the enemy.

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