The shaking of that thing slowly slowed down, and Han Che stood there and took a long breath, Han Che knew that this time it was a big deal, but he was not a person who liked to complain, what was the use of complaining? Since what should have happened has happened, it is more useful to do something than to sit and complain, and his grandfather's education to him since he was a child is that everything on the other side must be faced with difficulties, and a timid person will not succeed. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's just that this time it's more difficult than ever, Han Che grinned at Anna, rubbed his face, and opened the book. His hands were holding the book, the book was on his chest, he lowered his head, his mind had been concentrated, and now he had to give it a go.

On a random page, he began to read in a low but charming voice, not loud, but he spoke clearly and sonorously, "God has done some extraordinary things by Paul's hand; Even when someone took a handkerchief or an apron from Paul and put it on the sick, the sickness went away, and the evil spirit went out..."

Han Che's reading speed is getting faster and faster, hum~ Suddenly, the whole space seemed to vibrate slightly, and at this moment, the book slowly floated, and with the sound of a bang, as if it was blown by the wind, the pages began to turn wildly!

With each page, the words on it turned into golden flames, twisting and trembling on the page, and Anna looked up at the scene in front of her, and she was actually a little stunned.

Finally, the whole book was flipped through, and the golden flames were already swirling, and the light pierced the darkness in an instant, and the blood-colored light only snorted when it touched the golden flames, and turned to ashes.

Most of the cargo hold was occupied by the golden light, and those scarlet lights were suppressed, retreating to the surroundings of the coffin, where the gold and red meet, the two forces seemed to be playing, but this golden flame seemed to be born to suppress the blood-colored light, and it would dissipate when touched.

The whole plane was quiet for a moment, the coffin stopped shaking, and the plane flew smoothly, but at this moment, the quiet coffin suddenly burst out with heavy blood, which was no longer light, but a cloud of condensed blood like smoke!

Han Che lowered his head, no one could see his expression, he was sweating like pulp, it was already the limit! The sweat on his face was dripping down!

But the red mist, like the unyielding dead, hit the golden flames, although it turned into nothingness, but still consumed part of the flames, the endless red mist continued to impact the flames, and the interface began to move slowly again, only this time the blood-colored area was expanding!

"Are you going to finish? Xiaolan... I'm sorry for you, I can't protect you..."This thought popped up in Han Che's mind!

"Poof!" With a bang, a mouthful of cold blood spurted out! But in front of him was the book, and most of the blood was splattered on the pages, and only a few of them were splashed on the ground, on the coffin.

At the moment when the blood touched the book, the whole space shook again, and the original scarlet blood suddenly turned into flowing gold, whether it was on the page, on the ground, or on the coffin!

A golden mist evaporated from Han Che's skin, this golden mist was as brilliant as the sun could not be seen directly, Han Che's body actually floated slowly, and a golden aura appeared behind his head, one circle after another, countless golden halos, some bright and some dark.

The golden mist twisted and condensed into a golden wing-like thing behind Han Che, and then only a pop was heard, and the golden mist seemed to be ignited, turning into endless golden flames, blazing!

Han Che's whole body was bathed in golden flames, the flame wings behind him flapped slightly, and his hair turned from black to white at a speed visible to the naked eye, one after another.

I saw Han Che slowly raise his head, his face was not happy or sad, he couldn't see any expression, his eyes were like the bright sun, and the brilliant golden light seemed to illuminate everything! He slowly raised his hand, pointed to the coffin, and said one by one: "Where the light is, expel the darkness!" ”

The blood that had just been splashed on the pages, the blood that had been splashed on the floor, and the blood that had been splashed on the coffin, suddenly came to life, and they emitted a golden light, fluttering in the air, turning into countless golden butterflies, fluttering towards the coffin.

Han Che raised his right hand, and he said again: "The gods have descended, and the filth has retreated!" As soon as the words fell, the golden wings flapped! This fan, like igniting a fan of the wind, the golden flame rose when it saw the wind, and the wind rose to the fire, instantly suppressing the red mist, constantly making a sneering sound, and countless red mist turned into nothingness and disappeared.

Finally, the red mist disappeared, the red light also disappeared, and the countless golden butterflies fluttered and landed on the coffin, and the moment they touched the coffin, each of them burst out with a dazzling golden light, and when the golden light faded, they had turned into countless strange golden symbols, imprinted on the coffin.

In the morning light, the first rays of light appeared on the horizon, and the golden flames on Han Che's body had disappeared, leaving only the wings behind him, and he knelt on one knee with gray hair, and whispered: "God loves the world..."

As soon as the words fell, the golden wings trembled, turning into countless golden points of light and disappearing into the air, and he also slammed his head to the ground.

Anna on the other side of the coffin, also drenched in sweat, rushed up with an arrow step, and locked the lock with a click.

Charles de Gaulle Airport, the international airport in Paris, is in a lounge in one of the airport's terminals.

The lounge is quite spacious, it seems to be a VIP lounge, because there are tables, chairs and beds inside, and it looks like in a hotel.

At this time, there were four people in the lounge, and Han Che was lying on the bed, he seemed to be asleep, with gray hair, pale face, and no blood on his lips, and he was tightly pursed.

The person sitting next to him must be Sun Yalan, Sun Yalan lowered her head, knelt there, looked at the cold in front of her, just kept wiping her tears, and her eyes were already swollen like peaches.

Anna sat on a chair, not far from the bed, looking at the person on the bed, while next to her, the Chinese man was standing, looking a little distracted.

"Miss, we—" The man was just about to bend down to say something, Anna waved her hand impatiently and said, "I have already said it, I will wait for him to wake up!" After a pause, he said, "You can do whatever you want?" Doesn't every time you come back from a mission go to the red light district for the night? It's ten o'clock, so let's go! ”

Hearing Anna say this, the man's face turned a little red, and he said with a wry smile: "Miss, what you say, what you say is what you say, hehe..."