Himself was exposed, and the Wilderness Temple wanted to use this method to deal with him? Dean shook his head and kicked the ridiculous idea out of his mind, his disguise ability should be perfect, just as this old woman was really idle in the long years.

Although it is inexplicable, in view of the tragic experience of those who ascended to heaven, the people present were surprisingly unanimous in their opinions, and planned to cooperate with this farce.

"Assuming that the chief priest has been fine so far, it means that the assassin appeared after we came in."

"Who's the first to come in?"

Many people's eyes fell on someone who was far away from the crowd, but she was the first to enter the temple without an entourage, alone through the fog and unknown in the corner.

Not long after she came in, the candidates began to form cliques according to their size, because of her status, although it may just be a game that some boring old lady came up with, and some of them are not very friendly.

Sometimes the reason is as indifferent as the trademark of a knock-off product, and now these people have a reason to exclude her.

"Well, isn't this our holy woman?"

Freya raised her eyelids, she had an impression of this person, she was the Fenlan County Lord of the Camel Clan in the Land of Sand, and she used to follow her ass to offer courtesy, but after the fall of the Holy Light Sect, she had never seen it.

Turning her gaze back to the stage, she didn't have time to figure out the rights and wrongs of the group, if this was a puzzle, then all she had to do was solve it as soon as possible.

The person who was ignored obviously had some of his face hung up, and raised his voice in annoyance, which made Durandal feel a little like a kind of monkey called a howler monkey in his hometown.

"Talking to you! What kind of attitude do you have, you, are you really a saint who is still on the high? ”

"Is there something wrong?"

Freya's tone was a little cold, and it seemed to her that these people were simply inexplicable, and this cold tone irritated the nerves of some pampered ladies even more.

"I don't know what to do! Come on! Take her down, it must be this slut who assassinated the chief priest"

In line with the principle of not worrying about the excitement, Durandaldal didn't know where to find a handful of small biscuits and handed some to Maye to watch the play by leaning on the stone pillar.

Mei Yi didn't have much appetite, and when she thought about the expressions of the three children outside when they talked about this holy woman, she always felt a little uncomfortable, but it was not to the extent that she had to stand up for someone she didn't know.

Several people gathered towards Freya with bad intentions, and seeing that the slap was about to be swung in Freya's face, the holy woman's palms also faintly began to gather light particles, but someone stepped over and grabbed the wrist that was about to be swung off.

"Isn't it a shame for so many people to deal with one?"

"Put! Let go! ”

Fen Lan wanted to break free, where did this girl who was not as tall as herself have so much strength.

The person who made the shot shocked Durandal's small biscuit, she really didn't understand which circuit in the head of this princess had a problem and wanted to help this irrelevant, even once hostile force.

Fran herself didn't understand that at this time, she should carefully observe the situation, wait for these people to eliminate a certain number of people before doing it, but their attitude, that kind of unpleasant behavior, really reminded Fran of some bad memories.

Once upon a time, princesses who were born as subordinates were not less subjected to such unwarranted criticism.

So in line with the standard style of the Northland series, if you are uncomfortable, you will never hold back, and the person who is not happy is the principle of slapping the other party in the face when she is most proud, and Fran does not have any psychological burden.

When he almost dislocated his wrist, Fen Lan finally withdrew his hand, but the red mark on his wrist did not fade for a long time.

He blushed and turned back to the vassals and roared.

"What are you still doing! Do it! ”

"But..."

Weapons are not allowed in the temple, that is only relative, the children of rich families can always learn some simple spells, and a precious robe branded with runes can allow these children who do not learn and have no skills to release some spells.

Originally, these should be the means to press the bottom of the box, and anger is easy to make people lose their minds, as for the five vassals, it can only be said that at the moment when they handed over their lives to others, they gave up their brains.

Fran dodged a wind blade sideways, and was about to knock down the oncoming fireball, but found that he had forgotten something very important, and he had unsheathed the sword and handed it to Leo before entering.

A hand covered in a thin layer of holy light reached out to counteract the flying fireballs, and Freya didn't know when she was already behind Fran.

"Actually, I'm fine, but thank you"

"Why don't you thank those kids?"

Freya's eyes widened, and after listening to Fran's words, she suddenly thought of something, and her hand that condensed the holy light shook.

"They're coming? Are those imps alright? ”

"It's okay, it's just that I'm tired on the road, and I'm probably still asleep."

Seeing Freya's wavering appearance, Fran was even more convinced that she was indeed as the three children had said, "The Holy Maiden is a very good person."

"How much do you underestimate us!"

For the two of them talking to themselves, Fenlan looked even more angry, and waved her hand to create a rain curtain, and Freya just wanted to offset it with holy light, but was pulled behind the pillar by Fran.

"How?"

The water droplets poured on the stone pillar and made a loud noise, corroding holes one by one, and without asking questions, Freya's eyes instantly became serious, and her tone became more and more cold.

"Two years ago, there was a swamp witch in the territory, who had always had a good reputation, but killed more than a dozen soldiers overnight, and finally ended up committing suicide"

Fen Lan smiled when she heard this, and condensed a larger green water ball in her hand, and if this blow continued, even the metal plate would be pierced, and they had nowhere to hide.

"Who told her not to give me this secret art honestly? I had to imprison her demon, you say she's not stupid hahahaha"

The green water balloon was lifted above Fen Lan's head, and if it was all hit, it would definitely die, and the slightest rubbing would leave indelible scars, which can be described as sinister intentions.

The two of them can't leave the range of the stone pillar, otherwise they will be live targets, the stone pillar has been corroded into some holes, Freya can only try her best to maintain the barrier of holy light on both sides, hoping to block some for Fran.

"Sorry....I've bothered you"

Fran didn't respond, just stared at the shadow of the candle on the ground, the shadow of the water balloon behind her had reached half a meter wide, and was lifted above her head by Fenlan.

"Durandal!"

"I'm looking at it"

Fen Lan scanned the surroundings and couldn't find the embarrassing elf who had entered semi-stealth mode, and no one could even tell where her voice was coming from.

"What people! Pretending to be a ghost! ”

Fran sighed, thought about it, and put away the trace of killing intent that surged in his heart, in Leo's words, it was not worth getting his hands dirty.

"Just don't get killed"

"You can rest assured that I will do things~"