Zeng Shiqi froze and said, "You all go back and rest!

Bengal-Yue, Hete-Fish, Pelis-Yun, and Vancouver-Yan, the four of them glanced at each other and walked towards the door one after another.

Zi Bing-Shui Shui immediately stopped in front of them.

"Teacher, Wang Shu and I, but your bodyguard, why don't you let the four of them go? You see, Pelis Yun is a god-level magic nun, so you should give them a chance!

I'm already at the holy level, and you haven't arranged a divine blessing for me yet?"

Zi Bing-Shui Shui was like this, Zeng Shiqi remembered it, as if he had forgotten to arrange Zi Bing-Shui Shui.

"You four, now go to the Ninth Diocesan Magical Order, do you hear clearly!"

Bengal - At the end of the month, four people stepped into the mirror teleportation and disappeared into the office.

Zi Bing-Shui Shui hurriedly ran to Zeng Shiqi and rubbed her back and shoulders.

Zeng Shiqi sat on the red chair, opened the drawer on the desk, took out the blank blue token, engraved the name of Zi Bing-Shui Shui, took out the silver cross, and handed it to Zi Bing-Shui Shui.

"Forget about the divine blessing, I don't have a good relationship with the bishops of the Holy Church, you are now a temple magic nun, prepare for the Holy Seven, and go back to the Southeast Magic Academy immediately!"

Zi Bing-Shui Shui took the token and the cross, with a serious face, stretched out his head and asked, "Teacher, why don't you do the night shift for you?"

"Get out!"

Zeng Shiqi roared angrily, so frightened that Zi Bing-Shui Shui immediately opened the mirror teleportation and escaped into Qi Zheng

Just as a few people were leaving, the door was pushed open by Martin Paruru.

Martin Paluru looked at Zeng Shiqi with a puzzled expression, "Where's the tall one?

"Uh, teacher, there's nothing wrong with the Ninth Diocesan Magical Order?

Do you want a meeting?"

Martin Paruru frowned, there was a dead person, there must be a meeting.

"Wait for the preliminary investigation, even if there is a meeting, it will be proposed by Savo Cohen, let's not care!"

Martin Paluru picked Zeng Shiqi up from the red seat and threw her to the opposite side.

He was lying on it with his legs crossed and a leisurely face.

"That walnut, to me, feels a bit like the Church of Light, a bit like the black cross in the seal of the northern polar region!"

Martin Palulu's words made Zeng Shiqi fall into deep thought.

"Are you okay? Is that thing dangerous to eat?" Zeng Shiqi said worriedly.

Martin Paluru shook his head and said, "It's okay, I'm throwing up! Go back to sleep, big thing, Mingzai!"

Wang Shu returned to the dormitory and saw that Qianjia-Xingyu and Karashok Pan-Yingqi had already fallen asleep.

Thinking that Zibing-Shui Shui would definitely not be able to come back today, Wang Shu sighed with a face.

Who knows, it didn't take long for her to lie down, and Zi Bing-Shui Shui came back.

Wang Shu lay on the bed and asked, "Why are you back?" The teacher asked you to work the night shift, and you dare to be lazy?"

Zi Bing-Shui Shui shook his head and said, "The teacher asked me to come back! Do you know? There are people from the hermit order, and they died at the door of the magic order in the neighboring nine diocese!

Zi Bing-Shui Shui's words shocked Wang Shu's heart, "Dare to kill people at this time, why?"

Zi Bing-Shui Shui lay on the bed and shook her head with a face, "Then who knows, I estimate that the Ninth Duchy is not very safe! You didn't see that the guards of the Ninth Diocesan Magic Order have been replaced by saint-level magic nuns!"

Our teachers are still here.

There is also the Southeast Magic Academy, three sacred-level magicians, who are also not leaving.

According to the Noble Alliance, there is a Louis XVIII, a sacred-level magician, an elder of the Noble Alliance.

There is also the Southeast Magician Association, and I don't know how many Divine Rank Elders there are!"

Zi Bing-Shui Shui's words made Wang Shu's brows tighten, so it seems that the matter of the Ninth Duchy is probably far from being so simple.

All forces gathered here, if it was for the enemy army on the coast of the South China Sea, they would have gone into battle to kill the enemy, but instead of cherry blossoms, they gathered here one by one.

Wang Shu was puzzled and slowly dozed off.

On a lonely mountain, a red figure stood on the top of the mountain, and she looked into the air, and in the air was Savo Cohen in a red magic robe.

Savo Cohen radiates a white light all over her body, and her eyes are firmly fixed on the rice balls on the top of the mountain.

"Follow me back to the temple!"

Savo Cohen said to Tangyuan Tumin with a serious face.

Tang Yuan-Tumin smiled coldly, "If you don't go to investigate the cause of the nun's death now, what are you going to do with me?" Do you really think that I can't get rid of you?"

Savo Cohen's eyes narrowed slightly, "Then you can try!"

Tang Yuan-Tumin shook his head and said, "Then you can see clearly!"

One step out, Tangyuan-Tumin bent slightly on one knee, lunge formed, and slowly closed his eyes.

A tear slowly swept across his cheek and dripped down.

Savo Cohen frowned, what does this mean, no mana at all, what did she let me see?

At this moment, the tears that fell turned into crimson flames, and from the flames, a white feather appeared.

The feather shone with a holy light, constantly shining, and Savo Cohen looked at Tangyuan-Tumin again, and on the top of the mountain, there was no Tangyuan-Tumin's figure for a long time.

Only one goose feather remains, fluttering in the wind.

Savo Cohen was high in the air, stepping on the magic array, and the mana scattered in all directions, and after a moment, shook his head.

Finding nothing, she looked at the goose feather again.

At this moment, the goose feathers fluttering in the wind were held in the hand by a person

She was covered in red magic robes and had a golden cross hanging from her chest.

Exactly, the Temple's current chief magical nun, Half Moon.

Savo Cohen stepped out and came to Half Moon.

"Is this the Feather of the Holy Spirit?" asked Savo Cohen.

Half Moon nodded and said, "Tang Yuan-Tumin is the leader of the previous generation, and it is not surprising that she can mobilize the Spirit Feather!"

What do you think about the death of that monastic nun?"

Half Moon already knew about this, and looked at Savo Cohen.

Savo Cohen's eyes narrowed slightly, looked at the bright moon in the sky, and said, "Could it be the Church of Light?"

Half Moon let out a sigh, her brows furrowed, and her expression was serious.

"Let's go, go back to the temple!"

The seven sacred chambers of the temple, the seven thrones of the gods, are now full.

Violet-Moon's side sits Violet-Jushilin.

Above the first seat, there is Half Moon, above the leading seat, is Savo Cohen, and above the assistant first seat, is the sleepy-eyed Martin Paluru.

Half Moon looked at Violet-Ju Shilin and nodded slightly, and Violet-Ju Shilin responded with a smile.

"That's right, the magical nun of the hermitage died at the door of the magic order of the neighboring nine dioceses.

I'd like to hear your thoughts on this!"

Half Moon looked at Martin Paluru and Zeng Shiqi, who were almost asleep, frowned, and spoke first.

Savo Cohen said, "I suspect it's the Church of Light!"

They opened churches in the Ninth Duchy, and immediately after that our nun died. They are the most suspicious!"

Martin Paluru opened his fluffy eyes, looked at Savo Cohen and shook his head.

"You are the person in charge of the Ninth Parish, you just go and investigate, it's the Church of Light, take out the evidence, put the evidence on the table, and I'll destroy it for you!

What's the use of you doubting here!"

Savo Cohen's heart is blocked, if there is evidence and there is still a need to hold a meeting, it is supposed to express an opinion, why is it so directed at me.

Seeing this, Violet Ju Shilin shook her head and said, "Tang Yuan-Tu Min has resumed her cultivation, and she has done it in just an instant!"

I think it's possible for her, too!"

Half Moon frowned and said, "Look, what should I do?"

Violet Jushi Lin said, "Violet Moon and I will continue to pursue the whereabouts of Tangyuan-Tumin, and don't let her act recklessly!

Violet-Jushi Lin finished, got up, and Violet Moon left the conference hall.

Half Moon looked at Savo Cohen, "I will contact the Pope and apply to the United Duchy for permission for you to be resident in the Ninth Diocesan Magical Order."

No matter who did it, we can't let him go!"

The meeting ended, and Savo Cohen looked at Martin Paruru.

Martin Paruru shook his head and said, "What do you think I'm doing?

Savo Cohen turned his face away and walked outside the chamber.

In the conference hall, there were only Zeng Shiqi and Martin Paluru left.

I saw Martin Paluru stretch out his palm and slap it on the top of Zeng Shiqi's head.

"Don't sleep!"

"Teacher, what's wrong again, this meeting is over, you let me squint for a while!"

Zeng Shiqi looked sleepy.

Martin Paluru's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said, "You must find out for me about the death of the magical nun of the Hermitage Order!"

"Teacher, this is Savo Cohen's business!" Zeng Shiqi suddenly stood up and said with a puzzled expression.

Martin Paluru's expression was serious, "The hermit has always been in the hands of Half Moon, and it has been transferred to the hands of Savo Cohen.

This would happen, and if it were in my hands, it wouldn't be like this!"

Zeng Shiqi's expression moved slightly, her teacher was involved with Half Moon, and since Half Moon became the chief, Martin Paluru seemed to have turned his hostile gaze to Savo Cohen, who was in charge of the Retreat.

Zeng Shiqi looked helpless, "I have already sent four people over, and my clone will always pay attention to this matter!"

Martin Paruru frowned and asked, "Who are you sending?"

Zeng Shiqi said, "Hete-fish, Pelis-Yun, Bengal-Yue, Vancouver-Yan, all of them have been trained by you!"

Martin Paruru nodded suspiciously, "Pelis Yun, isn't she helping me train the Monster? You sent her over too?"

In front of the Ninth Diocesan Order of Magic, Chika-Beverst-Thunder, are four Templar Intern Magical Nuns.

Qianjia paced back and forth in front of the four of them, the silver cross on her chest swaying constantly.

The darkness is the darkest hour before dawn.

Qianjia's brows tightened, "You four god-level magic nuns, come here to assist me?"

As soon as Vancouver Yan heard this, he immediately stopped, "What's wrong with the god level? Don't think that you are an official temple magic nun, how great it is, we are personally cultivated by Teacher Martin, we are the pride of the temple!"

He Te-Yu said, "What about people, show me! With my ability to decompose demonic beasts with Te-Yu, I promise to find out the cause of her death!"

Bengal-Yue shook her head and said, "Go and don't give it to her, she will cut the dead initiates into a thousand pieces!"

Hete-Yu pulled out a short knife, "You are, that's a fellow practitioner, I can't break people up!

With a wave of her hand, the two magical nuns carried the body in front of the four.

Bellis Yun turned his head and squatted on the ground to check it, provoking Hete-Yu with a disgusted face.

"I, don't get in the way here, can you go wash and wash?"

Pelis Yun got up with an innocent face and asked Qianjia, "Where can I take a shower?"

Qianjia said to the magical nun beside her, "Take her there!"

After Pelis Yun left, he took the knife and fell on the dead magical nun.

Bengal-Yueyan was quick-eyed, stretched out the shovel, and heard a sound, and the short knife slashed at the shovel.

"You can really do it? This is a fellow practitioner!" said Bengali Yue.

Hete-Yu gave her a blank look, "I'm idle in her clothes, take your shovel away!"

Bengal-Moon retracted the shovel and saw the Hete-fish short knife untie the magic robe of the deceased.

Stretch out your hand and wander over the corpse.

The dead magic nun was constantly being turned over and over by her.

Even Vancouver Yan beside her couldn't stop praying.

"It's none of our business, if you want to blame her, it's her who doesn't respect you!"

Vancouver Yan pointed to the Fishway.

Finally, Hete-Yu got up with a relaxed face, only to see Qianjia Bedvister-Ting, Bengal-Yue, and Vancouver Yan, surrounding her.

Qianjia asked, "How's it going?"

Hete-Yu said casually with a relaxed face, "She has no injuries all over her body, and she is in good shape!"

"Uh, you found this after touching it halfway?" said Bengal-Yue's face was disgusted.

I saw Hete-Yu sitting on the table in the conference hall, "The cause of death can't be found, why don't we analyze and analyze, who killed her?"

Vancouver-Yan agreed, "With my IQ, second only to Wang Shu, I will definitely be able to analyze the murderer behind it!"

Since the other party sent the corpse to the Magic Order of the Neighboring Nine Diocese, then the other party must be the enemy of the Temple!"

Qianjia Vester-Ting couldn't help nodding, "Could it be the Church of Light?" They opened a church in the first main city of the Ninth Duchy yesterday, and I and the Divine Seven Savo Cohen, as well as the previous Divine Seven Tangyuan Tumin, all went to participate!

After she returned, it didn't take long for her to be dumped at the door of the Order!"

Vancouver Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, "Since this is the case, then they are ninety percent suspicious!"

At this time, a ray of light shone into the conference hall

It lit up, and Perlis-Yun walked in from outside the chamber.

"Me, how's it going, have you found out?"

Vancouver-Yan looked at Pelis Yun at the door and smiled slightly, "Go, follow me to the Church of Light, carry our fellow initiates!"

I don't believe it, they dare not admit it!"

As soon as Vancouver Yan did, Hete-Yu and Bengal-Moon walked out of the conference hall with the corpse in their hands.

Qianjia Blessed Thunder looked helpless, "Don't you all ask my opinion?" Also, we don't have any evidence at all, how can we pass!"

The Archbishop of the Ninth Duchy of the Church of Light, at the door of the church, was basking in the early morning sun.

In the distance, five magical nuns came to me, two of them carrying a stretcher.

"Me and Te-fish, don't you wander around, what would you think if you were lying on it?" said Bengal-Yue.

Hete-fish shook his head in the back, "Oh, you think I'm swaying, I don't know what she thinks."

I knew the shovel in your waist was too much of a nuisance!"

"You two don't quarrel, it's coming soon, see my face later!"

Vancouver-Yan was the first to come to the bottom of the steps of the Church of Light, looking at the purple-robed archbishop, his face moving slightly.

"You, it's you, call your steward!"

Vancouver-Yan pointed to the Archbishop of the Ninth Duchy of the Church of Light and said unceremoniously.

The Archbishop of the Ninth Duchy of the Church of Light was short of breath, this figure, this appearance, was the Holy Messenger of Light who appeared in the Great Light!

From the top of the steps, he ran quickly towards Vancouver Yan, who knew that he was in too much of a hurry, he didn't care, he fell directly, and the wheel reached Vancouver Yan's feet.

At this time, several people from Bangladesh had already rushed over.

Vancouver-Yan raised his foot and kicked the archbishop on the line, "Call your steward, don't hear me! Don't think that if you fall, I'll help you!"

The archbishop got up from the ground, patted the dirt on his purple robe, bowed slightly, and said with a smile on his face.

"I'm in charge here, I don't know how many people who come to the Church of Light, do you want to join the Church of Light?"

"Who wants to join the Church of Light, listen, we are intern magic nuns in the temple!

Bengal-Moon waved his shovel and said with a fierce face.

Her fierce face, in the eyes of the Archbishop of the Ninth Duchy of the Church of Light, was as lovely as Rutz.

This is also a messenger of light, the archbishop's face full of happiness.

looked at Hete-fish, another one, his heart was excited, and he stood on the spot and smirked, which made Vancouver Yan look puzzled.

"Hey, what are you looking at?

Listen, one of our magical nuns has died, and now we suspect that you are responsible for the Church of Light!

Hete-Yu didn't know where to take out a chain and put it directly around the archbishop's neck.

Only then did the archbishop react, breaking free from the chains with a puzzled expression.

"Who died, and what does it have to do with me?"

"Why doesn't it have anything to do with you!It's the Church of Light's doing!Don't talk nonsense with him, just tie him up to the temple!" Bengal-Moon stretched out his shovel and slapped it directly on the head of the archbishop.

The archbishop was patted firmly, his head buzzing, and his expression stunned.

Only then did he notice the dead magical nun on the stretcher.

Looking at Qianjia Vester, her eyes flickered, this person she knew, she knew, was the guard of the Ninth Diocesan Magical Order.

"Hey, you're so indulgent to your men! I'm the Archbishop of the Ninth Duchy of the Church of Light, and the same position as your diocesan archbishop!"

As soon as the archbishop was like this, Qianjia also felt that something was not quite right.

"What did you just have?" asked Vancouver Yan with a serious face.

The archbishop's eyes flickered, this man could not be offended, it was the future messenger of light, his immediate boss.

"Am I something?"

"You, we're her men!" Pelis Yun pointed at Qianjia Vester Thunder.

"Isn't it?" asked the archbishop, puzzled.

I saw Bengal-Moon stretch out his shovel, and the archbishop immediately dodged, who knew that Bengal-Moon was not trying to hit him, but pointed the shovel into the air.

"We are the Templar Intern Magical Nuns, she is the Templar Magical Nuns, but she is also on duty with the Ninth Diocesan Magical Order!

Strictly speaking, we're on the same level!"

"How dare you look down on us!" continued with a short-knife resting on the archbishop's neck.

"I see, don't take him to the temple for trial, just let me film him!"

With a helpless look on his face, the archbishop finally came out of the excitement of seeing the Holy Messenger of Light.

Beneath the short knife of Hete-fish, he straightened his purple robes.

Restoring the majesty that an archbishop should have, he asked with a serious face, "I killed the nuns of your magical order, what is the evidence?

"Nima, you dare to give us back the evidence, do you know, my words are the evidence!" Vancouver Yan held a telescopic fishing rod.

The short rod stretched out and slammed into the archbishop's face.

Qianjia Beverest Ting don't turn her face, these people are fooling around, she is forced, it's none of her business.

The archbishop's cheeks were ached by the fishing rod, and his back molars were shaking slightly.

The activity moved his jaw, and the archbishop said, "Sister of the Temple magic, what good will it do you to slander me as an archbishop of the Church of Light!"

Besides, I killed her, do you know that I, an archbishop, have no power to restrain a chicken, how could I kill a magical nun!

I think there is some misunderstanding about this!"

At this time, Wang Shu appeared from the door of the Southeast Magic Academy, and she and Zi Bing and Shui Shui glanced at each other and came to the Bright Church across the road.

"I don't know if it's a misunderstanding, I just know that her death is too strange, if it weren't for the Church of Light, then there really is no other object of suspicion!

What about you, Archbishop!"

Wang Shu was dressed in a white magic robe, and his eyes looked at the archbishop, his face full of suspicion.

The archbishop's face was puzzled, "This has nothing to do with your magic academy, I want you to meddle in your affairs!"

When Wang Shu heard this, his face was embarrassed, and he glanced at Zi Bing-Shui Shui.

Just listen to Zi Bing-Shuishui, "Vancouver-Yan, Hete-Fish, Bengal-Yue, Pelis-Yun, what are you still doing in a daze?"

Get the people out of the way and find a place to click!"

Hete-fish put iron chains on the archbishop, pulled the archbishop, and left.

Bengal-Moon pushed behind, and the archbishop looked nervous, panicked, and begged for mercy.

"I, I really didn't kill this person, I can guarantee that it has nothing to do with our Church of Light!

You think, our Church of Light has finally opened a church in the Ninth Duchy, how can we have nothing to do and kill the magical nuns of your order?

Hey, don't push it......"

"Wait!"

Wang Shu came to the archbishop and asked with a serious face.

"You didn't do it to the Church of Light, but there's proof!"

Facing Wang Shu, the archbishop's eyes flickered, he couldn't figure out how the magic nun of the temple could listen to the words of a Southeast Magic Academy, this didn't make sense!