The supreme commander present at the time was Hilde, who acquiesced in the order to extinguish the mouth.

In a way, killing people is Hilde's instructions.

To tell the truth of the matter would be to ruin the reputation of Archbishop Hilde.

The Pope called it the residence of the walking gods on earth, and the archbishops are not the same, they are the same as the Temple of Light, all of them are the embodiment of holiness and justice.

It would be an insult to the archbishop to discuss murder with Hilde.

It is precisely for this reason that Stewart, who is in a dilemma, has no choice but to choose not to report it.

"Fortunately, the turmoil passed quickly. When we return to the Holy Mountain of Light, everything will be fine. ”

Stewart, who was bent on calming things down, never imagined that when he returned to the Holy Mountain of Light, there would be an earth-shattering change waiting for him.

About half an hour after Stewart left, Hield walked slowly to the table, and then gently flipped through the stack of newspapers.

"The Manhattan Morning News is gone. It seems that our Star Knight has become smarter. ”

Hilde's eyes flashed, but a gentle smile hung on his face.

When Stuart returned to the house, he was surprised to hear news.

"Prepare, we'll set off back to the Holy Mountain in the next two days. ”

"And what about your injuries?"

"It's not a big deal. ”

Hilde smiled lovingly, "Isn't there still you, my most pious child?" ”

"I will defend His Excellency the Archbishop to the death. ”

"Good. ”

Hilde nodded, then said, "Then you go and see what's going on outside, even though the lackeys have stopped searching, the evil vampires must be secretly preparing some kind of conspiracy." ”

"Yes. ”

After Stewart left, Hield stretched out his right hand, only to see a milky white ball of light emerge from his palm.

......

On the big night, the two strolled down Fifth Avenue.

Looking at the flickering neon lights, Zhang Bo excitedly said, "Great. Finally the door opened. ”

Ning Fan quipped, "Brother Bo, it seems that the little brother has been holding you back for so long." ”

"Don't say that, brother. ”

Zhang Bo shook his head and said, "Since that night, this New York nightclub has not known what is crazy, and all of them are closed, and there is not even a single one that is open." ”

"And there's such a thing. ”

Ning Fan muttered, "That night?"

"The night I met you. Zhang Bo added, "I've heard people say that the reason they closed their doors seems to be looking for someone. My goodness, the whole New York gang is out. ”

"Really?"

Ning Fan's eyes moved.

The gangster forces in New York have been taken over by the blood clan, and since they are pouring out to find someone, the target they are looking for is already coming out.

"It's either me or Hild. ”

Thinking of this, Ning Fan said embarrassedly, "Brother Bo, if you don't go play, I'll go back and rest first." ”

"What's the point of me playing alone. ”

As he was talking, Zhang Bo reacted and joked, "Brother, your body is not suitable for intense exercise!"

"yes. ”

An embarrassed smile flashed across Ning Fan's face.

Any high-end nightclub in New York must have a gangster background behind it.

Before he had the power to protect himself, Ning Fan didn't want to expose himself for the time being.

"It seems that I won't be able to come out and shake around in the future. ”

In the next few days, in order to help Zhang Bo pass the time of boredom, Ning Fan taught him a set of breathing and breathing methods.

At first, Zhang Bo was reluctant to learn, but it was difficult to dismiss Ning Fan's kindness, so he had to bite the bullet and perfunctory.

But just one day later, Zhang Bo ate the marrow and knew the taste, and indulged in cultivation and couldn't extricate himself.

Feeling the little friend who was as powerful as a small steel cannon, Zhang Bo said happily, "Brother, you can do it." There is such a miraculous qigong. Brother really doesn't know how to thank you. ”

"Nothing. This is also what a Taoist priest taught me. ”

After speaking, Ning Fan advised, "There is a cycle every seven days, and it is best not to ...... in this cycle."

"I know. If you have sex within seven days, the first few days will be in vain. ”

Zhang Bo was puzzled, "Then what is this qigong called?"

"This ...... Let's call it back to Yang Gong. ”

This is an ordinary qigong method, mainly used to warm the kidneys.

Ning Fan's strength is so abundant, especially his divine power.

When he nourished Zhang Bo's body at the beginning, there are still remnants of that true qi.

The reason why Zhang Bo felt it so quickly was that he took the initiative to refine this true qi.

Feeling the power of the divine skill, Zhang Bo honestly stayed in the room, and it seemed that he had to finish refining this cycle.

The mental method and true qi are all true, only the seven-day cycle is Ning Fan's blindness.

Ning Fan did it out of a good intention, just to let Zhang Bo restrain himself a little and not indulge in excessive desires.

Zhang Bo was obsessed with practicing qigong, and Ning Fan was not idle, seizing the time to recover his true qi.

In the blink of an eye, a week has passed since Ning Fan and Zhang Bo met.

At this time, the black holy power in Ning Fan's body was finally expelled.

Ning Fan is no longer a mortal without strength,

His true qi had already been cultivated to the point of endless growth, and then he just had to wait until his true qi automatically recovered.

At the same time, in the Imperial Pavilion, Alice, who had been asleep, woke up.

"Ning Fan!"

Alice exclaimed the moment she opened her eyes, and when she noticed the decoration in the room, she completely reacted, and the memories before the coma instantly came to mind.

"Great Ancestor, I beg you to bless Ning Fan and make him safe. ”

As she spoke, two lines of tears crossed Alice's cheeks.

Just then, a soft voice rang out, "Alice, you're awake." ”

As the words fell, a lady in a gown with elegant demeanor appeared in the room.

"Aunt Audrey. ”

Seeing someone coming, Alice rushed into the other's arms.

Alice, who lost her mother when she was a child, has long regarded Audrey as her mother.

Audrey patted Alice on the back and gently reassured, "It's okay, everything is okay." ”

After a while, Alice asked, "How long have I been asleep?" ”

"It's been a week. ”

"What! It's been so long. ”

Alice was startled, then asked with some trembling, "What about ......that?" Have you found Ning Fan?"

"Sorry, kid. ”

Audrey shook her head apologetically.

After a carpet search, the blood clan still failed to find out Ning Fan's whereabouts.

Looking at the tear stains on Alice's cheeks, a flash of brilliance flashed in Audrey's eyes, and at the same time she remembered the patriarch's request in her mind.

"Alice is most likely the reincarnation of the First Ancestor, and I hope you will take care of her in the future. ”

Audrey understands that in addition to taking care of safety, the patriarch hopes that he can make Alice understand the importance of her identity.

"Child, stop crying. ”

Audrey said against her will, "Ning Fan is very likely to recuperate somewhere?"

Alice Pear asked with rain, "Really?" I want to talk about "Me and the Wife of the President of the Iceberg" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "Youyue Literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find a confidant~